Poison Genius Consort Chapter 736: Jian Xin, you are the first

The grand dazzling Jianmang, like a turbulent flood, screamed violently, leaving nowhere to flee.

Han Yunxi knows that life and death are so short.

The White Wolf also knows that this disaster is inevitable.

Han Yunxi closed her eyes and tried to gather her attention, trying to get the white wolf into the poison storage space.

If you can't escape, you can't let small things fall into their hands.

At the moment of life and death, she can also concentrate, her mental strength is still strong, and her weak pain is nothing but her body.

However, her storage space and detoxification system are both in a state of collapse and completely inoperable!

She's eyes widened in shock, how could this happen?

When Flint flashed, the white wolf suddenly stood up and raised his claws.

"Don't!"

Han Yunxi shouted, but it was too late.

The sword mang hit the wolf's chest stiffly. Han Yunxi grabbed his fur and hung behind it, unscathed.

The white wolf was shaken off just now, which shows the strong internal strength of the elderly Jianzong. The white wolf is not his opponent at all.

She clearly felt the white wolf tremble.

It can't die, but it hurts!

"Li Jianxin, you ..."

Before Han Yunxi's words were finished, the old man Zongzong swung out a sword that was as strong as lightning. The white wolf roared, and Han Yunxi was about to escape, but he could not escape. Viciously chopped on the hind legs.

"Hum ..."

The white wolf growled in pain! If it had not been undead and unharmed, it would have been a long time ago! Who can bear Jianzong's sword?

"Li Jianxin, don't hurt it, I ..."

"Hum ..."

Another sword struck the wolf's abdomen stiffly. The wolf was so painful that he couldn't bear it. He suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.

Han Yunxi didn't have that much strength to hold it steady, and was instantly bombarded. Cang Qiuzi flew a sword, and the white wolf ignored the pain in the abdomen. Han Yunxi.

However, Li Jianxin's sword did not stop. His face was as cold as frost. One sword and one sword continued to be chopped. The speed was extremely fast and the power was infinite.

He is the No. 1 master in the cloud and air continent! His sword is the most powerful sword in Yunkong!

Even if it is a poisonous beast, it can't withstand such a high-intensity attack, the white wolf cannot take the initiative to attack, and the speed of dodging is getting slower and slower.

It's only beaten.

But even so, it still protects Han Yunxi, and does not let Han Yunxi get hurt.

Seeing that there isn't much energy left for the white wolf, Cang Qiuzi shouted, "Let's go together and assist the head, we will attack Han Yunxi together!"

Seeing that the head of the team didn't say a word, the three old men volleyed up with Cang Qiuzi at the same time, attacked with four swords, and attacked Han Yunxi from above.

At this time, Han Yunxi's poison needle had no effect at all.

The white wolf bears all the sword qi of the old swordsman and the four elders with one enemy and five.

"Oh!"

A sword qi is like a whip, and hits the white wolf fiercely. The white wolf no longer growls, growls, or evades, but stares fiercely at the elderly Jianzong and fights them. Just don't give in.

Han Yunxi's heart is broken.

She gripped the white wolf's neck and choked in her ear. "Little thing ... I know you must be a little thing. Are you obedient?"

"Small thing, the most obedient. Will you be obedient? Can you run away first, shall you? I will be fine."

"Small thing, I beg you, you can run away first. We can't beat them, you run away. Go to Beiyue ..."

Han Yunxi said, she let go of her hand decisively and jumped off the white wolf's high back.

At this time, Cang Qiuzi was wielding a sword, hitting Han Yunxi's belly, Han Yunxi was shocked far away, her body was as light as the leaves in the wind, and blood splattered from the abdomen. Flowers.

"嗷 ..."

The white wolf growled like crazy, ringing through the entire Tianshan Jianzong, and everyone was stunned. Even the old Jianzong was shocked and stopped unconsciously.

Han Yunxi fell to the ground and was about to die, but she was still holding on. She waved at the little thing weakly and motioned for it to go.

How could the white wolf go crazy, and rushed to Cang Qiuzi like crazy, but before reaching Cang Qiuzi, the old man of Jian Zong ruthlessly stabbed at Han Yunxi.

The white wolf can only turn around to protect, and the sword of the old man Zongzong can't stick on the white wolf's chest.

However, the Elder Jianzong fought fiercely and weakly, using the sword as a medium, a powerful burst of energy broke out on the wolf's chest.

The white wolf guards Han Yunxi.

"Don't ... small things ... you go! You go ..."

"Small thing, obedient!"

...

Han Yunxi shouted desperately, dragged desperately, and the white wolf was indifferent.

People around me are stunned. They have never seen poisonous beasts, but they have all heard of poisoned beasts of poison sect. They are cruel, cunning, and bloodthirsty, which will poison the world.

However, the poisonous beast in front of him is completely different from the legend. It's loyal, stubborn and moving!

But what about movement?

Jianzong heads himself, who dares to stop? The disciples who had favored Han Yunxi in Tianshan Peak had been silent for a long time. Xu Donglin was lying aside in a pool of blood, and his life was unknown.

Bai Lang stubbornly withstands a steady stream of sword gas, and the gunpowder in the center of his eyebrow gradually fades, and he slowly looks back at Han Yunxi.

The blood eyes that were originally cruel and cold-blooded suddenly softened, and a drop of tears dripped slowly, which is a blame and a sadness.

Yun Xi Ma Ma, sorry, the little thing ... has done its best.

Suddenly, the tall body instantly turned into a little squirrel and fell to the ground. Its pure white fur was stained with the owner's blood.

It doesn't die, but it hurts.

All the pain that the huge body suffers is allotted to the small body of the palm for a while. What kind of pain should it be?

It curled up, shivering.

Han Yunxi rushed over the small things, and the blood on her hands was stained with the fur of the small things. She quickly hid the little thing in the medical bag, hoping to warm it.

However, soon, the old man of Jianzong stabbed in front of her, "Han Yunxi, the poison of the poisoned zong, you must die! If you break it yourself, or do it yourself, you choose one."

Han Yunxi looked up in anger, holding the blade of the elderly Jianzong with both hands, and roared, "I don't choose either!"

"Who did you decide to come from? Why do you want me to die because I am a poisoned ancestor?"

"What innocent things have I done? Which innocent have I killed? You say!"

"Li Jianxin, you say it! If you can't tell me, I won't accept it!"

Han Yunxi is not reconciled!

The audience was silent, and the old man Jianzong was silent, everyone looked at Han Yunxi's hands. Her hands were holding the blade of the old man Zongzong and she was bleeding.

No one expected that this weak woman with no chicken power could hold up to now.

How stupid is she to hold the sword of the old man with his hand? But everyone present, including Duan Muyao, couldn't laugh.

This woman, what can she do besides blocking it with her bare hands?

You mother-in-law couldn't help looking away and couldn't bear to look at her. She was afraid, afraid that if she looked down, she would be shaken, and she couldn't help trying to save someone.

This girl is so good and so good, why is it the poison of the poisoned zong? Why was it exposed at the top of Tianshan Mountain?

"Let go!" The old man Jianzong finally opened his mouth, his voice was calm and there was no excessive emotion.

"Don't let it go! Don't let it die!" Han Yunxi was stubborn and distressed, "If you don't accept it, you won't accept it!"

She is weak and the wind is blowing, but her spine is straight, and her bones are stingy; her purple skirt is stained with blood, but her soul is clean and not to be insulted!

"Han Yunxi, you are right. But you must die."

The old man Jianzong said lightly, violently exerting his strength, and the sword edge pierced from between Han Yunxi's hands.

Suddenly!

A sword like a rainbow, Leng Buding slammed from one side and penetrated the bodies of several Tianshan disciples, striking directly on the back of the elderly Jianzong.

Unexpectedly, the elderly Jianzong let go. The hand was kept, but the sword fell into the hand of Han Yunxi.

Han Yunxi looked back and saw several Tianshan disciples around her falling down one by one. Her most familiar figure flew forward.

Long Fei Ye!

If you do n’t see it in January, it ’s like a thousand years; a wall is almost a matter of life and death.

Long Fei Ye, Yun Xi has finally waited for you, but fortunately, she did not give up.

Han Yunxi wanted to laugh, but her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Seeing him, she was all stubborn, all insisted, all strong, and instantly collapsed.

Hanging his hands weakly, Jianzong's sword **** fell to the ground. Han Yunxi had no strength at all and slowly fell down.

Before she was unconscious, she felt the familiar temperature, which was Long Feiye's embrace.

Holding a person who was so weak that he would be taken away by the wind at any time, Long Feiye's natural cold face was so terrifying that he looked down and gently fixed Han Yunxi's messy long hair for her Wipe blood on your face.

The whole scene was silent, even the old Jianzong didn't say anything, his eyes were dark and complicated.

Long Feiye is quieter, so quiet that it's frightening.

He shredded the corners of his clothes, carefully, bandaging his hands gently for Han Yunxi, and then he began to examine her injuries, internal injuries, and traumas, especially the abdomen, which was the worst.

The quieter he is, the heavier the murderous energy is. The Cang Qiuzi and others are unconsciously alert.

Long Fei Ye crossed Zhenqi to Han Yunxi to protect her lifeline, and then placed her gently on the ground, took off her clean black robe and covered it for her.

As soon as the black robes were taken off, the crowd took a breath.

He wore only a white basement, and his stiff back was soaked with blood, and there were lashes on his back, faintly visible.

He gently printed a kiss on Han Yunxi's lips before he got up.

He glanced coldly at everyone present, and the black anger was burning in his black eyes, and he was furious, "All who have hurt her must die!"

The audience was silent, and the wind was gone.

"Not night ..."

The elderly Jianzong was about to speak. Long Feiye suddenly pointed his sword at the past, "You are the first!"

(End of this chapter)