The Bloody Road to Longevity Chapter 63: Please forgive me

In fact, it is quite remarkable that a person from a small tiger head village can support a stick of incense under the sword of Bai Duzhuan, so everyone in the audience did not despise it, but secretly admired it, and some even shouted : "Little brother hold on!"

Feng Yan and Wang Qinghu also secretly broke into a cold sweat.

Nevertheless, these have no effect on Jiang Xiaobai, and everything has to be on his own. Seeing that he is surrounded by danger, let it develop, and his life will not be long.

A few days ago, Wang Qinghu gave him an Induction Bead. He only spent half of the training. In order to prevent accidents, he tightly held the half Induction Bead in the palm of his left hand before going on stage. At the critical juncture of life and death, he decided to take the risk and refine the half of the Induction Bead.

Meditation and Taoism, for cultivation, the most important thing is to be still, not only the mind but also the environment must be quiet, so that the spiritual energy can be slowly flowed into the dantian along the meridians of the whole body. In a chaotic way, it can hurt the body and the body in light, and in the worst case, it will go crazy, and the Tao will die. Therefore, normal people will find a quiet place for cultivation. If they reach a critical moment of breakthrough, they may even go into seclusion to prevent their minds from being disturbed.

Jiang Xiaobai tried to slowly absorb the spiritual energy from the guide beads in the palm of his hand, but he was surprised by such a simple attempt. Due to the struggle against Bai Duzhuan, the mana in the dantian continued to be exported out of the body. It was already depleted and in urgent need of aura supply. Now that the spiritual energy entered the body, the dantian was like a beast that had been starved for several years. Not under the control of Jiang Xiaobai's consciousness.

The Approach Bead, which originally took three or four days to refine, was actually sucked into the body in a matter of seconds. What the meridians can bear, if it wasn't for his meridians being tempered by the "Yi Jin Jing", then his whole body would have been completely cut off and died.

Jiang Xiaobai felt that it was not the spiritual energy that flowed into the body, but the red-hot molten iron, scorching his flesh and scalding his internal organs. He screamed in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Fortunately, he was conscious. Still there, he tried his best to pick Bai Duo's sword away, hurriedly stepped back a few steps, used the sword as a crutch, and leaned on the ground, shaky.

I'll kill you while you're sick. How could Bai Duzhuan give him a chance to breathe? Just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, I suddenly heard someone shouting from the audience: "Leave someone under the sword——"

Bai Duzhuan was quite surprised, and stopped to look down the stage. It turned out that Feng Yan and Wang Qinghu had already walked off the stage, and it was Feng Yan who made the cry.

Feng Yan took advantage of the gap between his stay and jumped onto the high platform, blocking Jiang Xiaobai in front of him. , why do you have to kill them all?"

Bai Duzhan laughed and said, "Are you begging for mercy?"

Feng Yan turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, saw that he lowered his head, and another mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes, he turned his head and nodded and said, "Forget it!"

Bai Duzhuan sneered: "Just your attitude is considered to be begging for mercy? Weren't you very arrogant just now? Begging for mercy requires an attitude of begging for mercy. Kneel down for me first!"

The rumor said: "Can I kneel down and you can spare my young master?"

Bai Duzhuan said: "You kneel down before you talk about it. It depends on whether your attitude can satisfy me."

Feng Yan clenched the iron rod in his hand hard, and finally let it go, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and knelt down.

The audience was silent, not a trace of ridicule.

Just as Feng Yan's knees were about to touch the ground, a sword suddenly appeared under his knees and picked him up again.

The rumor turned around and saw that it was Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai still lowered his head and covered his face. At this time, he coughed lightly and said, "Fengyan, if you fall, you can stand up. But if you kneel down, you will never be able to stand up again." His voice seemed a little weak.

The rumor said in a hurry: "But the young master——"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said, "You don't have to explain, I understand. It's because I understand that my heart hurts. Go down!"

The rumor said in a hurry: "Young master, a man should be able to bend and stretch, why should he show his blood for a while? Leave the green hills, and don't be afraid of running out of firewood."

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Feng Yan, have you not listened to my words?"

The rumor said anxiously: "Master, that's not what I meant."

Jiang Xiaobai said coldly, "I'll say it again, go down!"

The rumors did not dare to disobey any more, and turned back three times in one step, walked to the edge of the stage, and jumped down.

Bai Duzhuan laughed and said, "I can't see that your bones are quite hard! But it's useless to have hard bones. It's good to be hard. Seeing that you have a little bit of backbone, I will give you a chance to commit suicide."

Jiang Xiaobai put the sword on the wooden board under his feet, pulled a ribbon from his clothes, rolled up the messy hair in front of his forehead and tied it into a ponytail at the back of his head, raised his head in the evening, his eyes instantly became sharp like a knife, Pulling up the Sulan sword, he said, "Bai Duzhuan, you and I have no grudges and no grudges, I didn't want to kill you today, but you shouldn't let my people kneel and cut your own back. If I don't kill you today , I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."