Jiaolong Jue

Although Su Yu was anxious, he could only wait for him to cough.

At this time, Yang Lian Zhenjia heard it clearly, and his heart was also terrified.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to exert force suddenly to press the air mass towards the high-speed rotating leaf mass, forcefully pushing the leaf mass within half a foot of Venerable Zizhu.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Wang Sen, if you dare to instigate him, I will tear your body to pieces!"

Just after saying a word, with the sound of "Boom!", the grass ball was forced back by Venerable Zizhu's strength, and it almost exploded the wind ball.

Shocked, Yang Lian Zhenjia took a step back, gathered his true energy again and pushed back the grass ball that was pressing around him, and never dared to say more.

At this time, Wang Sen also stopped coughing, gasped, looked at Su Yu and said: "Su Yu, as far as I know, there is a move in the thirteen dragon-slaying moves that can dissolve the internal energy of others, do you know it? "

Su Yu nodded and said: "I know that the No. 11 dragon-absorbing Baike of the thirteenth dragon-slaying style is to use one's own internal force to absorb and divert the opponent's true energy, and then gather it in the dantian through the Qihai point , so that your own true energy and the absorbed true energy are combined into one, and when you send it out, the strength will naturally increase greatly, and it will be difficult for the opponent to resist! It's just..."

Wang Sen nodded, coughed a few more times, and then said: "In this style, we use our strengths to combine our forces, and we will be strong when we encounter strong ones. Once we succeed, no one can beat us. However, it also has its own limitations and dangers!

If your internal strength is not as good as the opponent's, and you forcefully introduce the opponent's true energy, once the opponent's true energy continuously enters the dantian, and your true energy cannot be balanced to stop it, then in the end, the dantian will explode due to inhaling too much of the opponent's true energy and die!Are you worried about this? "

Su Yu nodded silently.

Wang Sendao: "Su Yu, using your internal strength to guide Yang Lian Zhenjia's true energy into your body is tantamount to courting death! However, I have a way! It can keep you safe!"

Su Yu was worried about Venerable Zizhu, and said anxiously: "Please give advice to Master Wang!"

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Sen's blood-stained mouth, and he said: "Actually, it's very simple, that is, when you divert his true energy, I will hold your middle palace and transfer the true energy that passes through your Qihai acupoint." Don't enter your dantian but be directly sucked out by me, that's all right!"

Su Yu was quite happy to hear that, and then looked at Wang Sen's seriously injured body, feeling very worried, and said:

"But in this way, you will have to inhale his true energy and enter the dantian. If you are not injured, senior, you will naturally be able to resist, but now that you are seriously injured, if you inhale a large amount of his true energy, how can you resist it! "

A calm expression appeared on Wang Sen's pale face, and he coughed a few times and said, "I have my own measure! I can't let my beloved wife wait on the road for too long, and Venerable Zizhu can't resist it for long! Su Yu, don't hesitate!"

Su Yu looked at his crumbling figure, and then looked back at Venerable Zizhu who was fighting with all his strength. At this time, the grass ball that was originally between the two had been forced by the air mass to almost reach Venerable Zizhu's side. The pros and cons of internal strength are already very clear. When both sides are close to the limit, life and death may be judged in an instant.

Su Yu didn't dare to have any more hesitation, and promised, a flash had already forced Yang Lian Zhenjia behind him, urging the golden light subduing demon pestle to spin around, forming a steaming golden light vortex, and instantly pushed towards Yang Lian Zhenjia.

When the golden light vortex encountered the opponent's body protection zhenqi, it suddenly froze for a moment, and the vortex formed by the golden light did not advance, but accelerated its rotation.

When the opponent's zhenqi encounters the extremely fast rotating golden vortex, it is like a thick log bumping into the water and suddenly encounters the vortex. Can't get rid of it.

From the vortex formed by the golden light, Yang Lian Zhenjia's body-protecting true qi was continuously sucked into his body by Su Yu.

At this time, Wang Sen had also arrived behind him, and instantly pressed his palms on the middle palace behind Su Yu.

Said in a deep voice: "Su Yu, when I perform my skills, don't resist, just let nature take its course!"

Immediately, Su Yudun felt that the zhenqi that was constantly being sucked into the Qihai acupoint was suddenly diverted like a river, and was sucked out again, and he felt relaxed all over.

Not long after, Venerable Zizhu, who had almost exhausted his internal energy, suddenly felt that the thrust of the opponent's air mass weakened sharply. He vigorously exerted force on the colorful leaf mass that was approaching him, and in a blink of an eye, he had already pushed away from him, and pressed directly towards Yang Lian Zhenjia.

Yang Lian Zhenjia's true qi was sucked away, and he had to resist Venerable Zizhu here. In an instant, his true qi was exhausted.

In desperation, he could only absorb the turbulent air mass, and watched Ye Tuan force towards him.

At this moment, a person was heard yelling muffledly: "Verun Zizhu, don't hurt him!"

Before the voice fell, a staggering figure had arrived in front of Ye Tuan.

The Venerable Zizhu hurriedly withdrew his hair sideways in shock, and Ye Tuan instantly changed direction, flying straight into the forest tens of feet away, only to hear a sound of "Boom!", it exploded and scattered, turning into thousands of colorful shadows and shooting in all directions. Go, for a while, if the bushes are ransacked by a hurricane, thousands of heads will sway, branches and leaves will flutter and fall all over the mountain.

Venerable Zizhu shook his hands in anger, and shouted: "Wang Sen, what do you want!"

Wang Sen coughed again and again, and said, "I'm going to kill him myself to avenge my beloved wife! You can't kill him!"

Venerable Zizhu hummed angrily

"Wang Sen, you have been seriously injured, can you still kill him?"

Wang Sen panted and said, "Don't worry about it! I, Wang Sen, will kill him with my own hands today!"

While the two were talking, Yang Lian Zhenjia knew that he was invincible, and took the opportunity to flee to the nearby forest, but his true energy was exhausted, and the speed of his body movement was not as good as before.

Wang Sen saw that he hugged the woman, and then chased after him. When he was about to catch up, he staggered and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Before he got up, Yang Lian Zhenjia had fled to the edge of the woods.

At the moment when he was about to rush into the forest, suddenly a white skirt swayed in the forest, and then several shadows flew out of it slowly. Yang Lian Zhenjia was caught off guard, and was hit vitally by several chess pieces, and his body collapsed On the ground, several streams of dark red blood flowed from the seven orifices.

Wang Sen just got up, and when he saw this situation, he was stunned for a moment, then he glanced at the woman in his arms, and said with a bold smile: "My Xiangxiang, you still want to compete with me even now! The soul returned, and I beat him to death with the spirit chess, it seems that I will be under you for the rest of my life! Haha..."

The rough and heroic laughter stopped suddenly, Wang Sen half-kneeled on the ground, still tightly hugging the woman's icy delicate body in his arms, and there was no more movement.

Su Yu was not like Wang Sen. When he saw the Lingxiang Divine Chess and the white that disappeared into the woods in an instant, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and shouted: "Yuner!"

Already a few dodges rushed to the place where the familiar figure appeared.

But the forest was bleak, and that figure was never seen again.

While shouting, Su Yu searched everywhere in the forest until he searched all over the forest, the figure that made him nostalgic, made him happy, and made him feel so guilty never appeared again.

Su Yu stopped panting, looked at the empty mountain forest, and kept shouting the name that had been integrated into his blood and made him unforgettable, but the mountain forest was already there, and there was no echo.

At this time, there was a sudden "rustle" sound of trampling on fallen leaves, Su Yu was very pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Venerable Zizhu standing not far away holding a purple bamboo stick.

Su Yu ran over, knelt down in front of him, grabbed Venerable Zizhu's arm, tears were like rain

"Grandpa, Yun'er is by your side, isn't she? She was the one who threw the Lingxiang Divine Chess just now! I know she is resenting me! She doesn't want to see me! Grandpa, I was wrong. Your old man asked her to see me. I want Make an apology to her! She can punish me in any way, I just ask you, old man, to let her see me! Woooo"

After all, I was sobbing.

Venerable Zizhu stood quietly, and after a long time, he pushed his hand away and said with a long sigh: "Son, there are some things that I can't help you with! It's up to you!"

After all, without moving, he disappeared in an instant, leaving only a sigh, which echoed in the forest for a long time.

At this time, a very slim figure came in from outside the woods.

Only then did Su Yu wipe away the tears all over his face, got up and walked outside.

When he came outside the forest, he staggered and almost fell.

The woman next to him hurriedly supported him.

Su Yu looked at her, did not speak, but gently pushed her hand away, and then walked to Wang Sen who was half kneeling on the ground like a sculpture, and tested his breath with his hand, he was already out of breath.

Seeing Wang Sen hugging his beloved wife tightly even though he was dead, Su Yu was deeply touched again.

Unconsciously tears flowed down again.

He prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed to them before getting up.

He ordered the woman to arrange for someone to repair the cemetery on the spot, and bury them in this place that witnessed their life and death together and their steadfast love.

Afterwards, when he was about to leave, the woman hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Brother, you just finished a fight, you are tired and need to rest! Let's go back to Wenxiangjiao!"

With a pale face, Su Yu shook his head helplessly

Turning on the horse, shaking the reins, the horse roared when he sat down, kicked up the dust, and headed towards the exit of the inclined valley.

At this time, Qu Hufa and others from Wenxiang Sect also came, and Yu Luo ordered them to bury the corpse and dig a cemetery for Wang Sen and his wife.

When she saw the fox tail that Yang Lian Zhenjia threw into the pile of dry rocks and hay, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly wrapped it with the airtight tarpaulin that wrapped it, and secretly carried it with her.

Su Yu searched everywhere Yun'er might go.

Fuyao Palace, Rakshasa Island, and the nearby Zhoucheng were all searched, but there was no trace of Yun'er.

Su Yu was full of expectations at first, but as he failed again and again, his heart was gradually cast a shadow, he lost his patience, and became more and more anxious and frustrated.

It took more than a month to search everywhere, but there was no trace of Yun'er, not even the slightest message.

Su Yu had no choice but to return to Wenxiangjiao with exhaustion all over his body and mind.