River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 345
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Seeing this battle, He Xiang couldn't help but tense her previously relaxed heartstrings.Couldn't help getting closer and hiding behind Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly: "It's a coincidence that many things have come together today."

The representative name of Qingfengling is Zhou Boye, who is also a member of Bo's generation. Pointing to Jiangling, he shouted: "My Master Zhong Shao can let you go, but today I, Qingfengling, will not spare you."

As he said that, he bowed his hands to Taoist Qi and said, "Mr. Qi Xian, although you brought this kid here, but this kid has a blood feud with Qingfengling, Mr. Qi Xian probably won't meddle in this?"

The potbellied Qi Daoren put on a look of embarrassment, and said: "The man was brought by Mr. Qi. If something happens to him here, Mr. Qi will not look good."

Qingfengling Zhou Boye said: "It's easy to handle, we have to give Elder Xian face, so let's do it like this, we don't do anything here, after he leaves Yunyan Pavilion, it's not too late for us to care about it."

After all, as soon as he waved his hand, many people rushed out and waited outside Bibo Island of Yunyan Pavilion.

The potbellied Qi Daoren said to Jiang Ling: "Little friend, I don't know that you have such a grudge with Qingfeng Ridge, but it's because I didn't think carefully and brought you here. But if I can help, I can only come here. Afterwards, I can only hope that you will take care of yourself."

Jiang Ling just chuckled, Daoist Qi never thought of helping him out.

Although these words are all good words, there is no difference between saying and not saying.

If you really want to help him, then you should protect him to leave, not to mention sending you thousands of miles, even ten miles, which shows your sincerity.

But the function of his appearance is only to prevent Qingfengling from doing anything in Yunyan Pavilion,

What's the use?

It must be known that Zhong Jin had spoken before, asking Jiang Ling to leave the Yunyan Pavilion within ten breaths, and if he did not leave, he would not be spared.

But if they leave within ten breaths, the outside of Bibo Island has already been surrounded by Qingfengling people.

It is also difficult to go, and it is also difficult to stay.

Sandwiching Jiangling in the middle is a dilemma.

Jiang Ling: "Senior Qi, you don't have to be polite. I also know that you are afraid of Qingfengling. If you can't help me, I don't blame you."

The potbellied Qi Daoist, every power knows him and is willing to give him face, which shows that he has an extraordinary background.

When Jiang Ling said these words, many people looked at Qi Daoren with playful eyes.

Qi Daoren couldn't help but smile too.

Is Jiang Ling trying to force him to come forward to help by aggressive methods?

But using the aggressive method with him is really a little tender.

As the saying goes, people become mature with age, and ghosts become spirits with age. Qi Dao people have lived a long time, how can they be provoked by these words?

Instead, he cooperated and said: "Little friend is caring, and always thinks of XX. Since the little friend takes care of him, XX can feel at ease."

People who don't know him, after hearing this, will swear in their hearts that this old guy is really cheeky.

But those who knew him thought that he was just playing around in the world and didn't want to pay attention to these mundane things.

After all, what is a mere Jiangling, and it is worth Elder Qi Xian's efforts to reject Qingfengling for him?

Jiang Ling took two steps forward: "People from Qingfengling, if you want to settle accounts with me, then come. I don't know who will be the first?"

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, Zhou Boye sneered on the spot: "If you get out of Yunyan Pavilion, you may still have some hope of escaping. But here you have to show your strength, and you deserve to die here."

Jiang Ling: "Oh? Really?"

Zhou Boye said that the long sleeves were rolled up, there was a distance of three zhang between him and Jiangling, but when the long sleeves were thrown away, the length was five zhang.

The long sleeves are like iron, whistling past, making the wind howling.

This is Qingfeng Ridge's [Liuyun Iron Sleeve Art]!
During the conversation, he did it as soon as he said he would do it. For a while, the energy was overflowing, and the surrounding guests also retreated one after another.

The Iron Sleeve Flowing Cloud came over, Jiang Ling separated it with a palm, and it struck from the other side.

When Jiangling separated it again, a palm suddenly stretched out from its sleeve, and it rushed towards his heart with a mighty momentum.

Jiang Ling quickly raised his left hand, closed it, and touched the iron hand.

One move shook each other, Jiangling groaned, retreated three times in succession.

On the other side, Zhou Boye retracted his sleeves with a sneer on his face.

Jiang Ling: "This hand is very strong."

Zhou Boye: "This is still far away."

He rolled up his long sleeves and was about to make a second shot when he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm.

Raising his hand, he saw a little purple markings in the palm of his hand.

At this time, the purple markings were like living things, flowing along the blood to the whole body in the palm of his hand.

Wherever it flows, there are bursts of tingling pain pervading.

Zhou Boye was puzzled at first, then he was shocked and glared at Jiang Ling angrily: "You actually used poison?"

Jiang Ling didn't deny it, for him, if using poison would save effort, he would certainly be willing to use poison: "Let's go back and prepare for the funeral."

Zhou Boye screamed angrily, and when he felt the unbearable pain in his palm, he suddenly made a decisive move and cut off his right hand from his shoulder.

For a moment, blood shot out, and he screamed in pain.

It is also because many sects come to watch the ceremony today, and there are not many people.

The people from Qingfengling, represented by Zhou Boye, only brought a few juniors.

At this time, those juniors have already gone out, guarding outside Bibo Island, not inside.

Once Zhou Boye got hit, no one else could fight.

Seeing this, Daoist Qi suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Little friend, why is this so?"

Jiang Ling smiled: "Isn't this exactly what senior wants to see? Senior said earlier that he was not used to seeing Qingfengling, so I can be regarded as an outburst of anger for senior."

Daoren Qi chuckled, "You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but you don't want to drag someone into the water. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with him." After finishing speaking, he stepped back.

Although Zhou Boye cut off his hand that day, how could it be so easy to cut off the death energy of Dizang?

Unless the arm is cut off within three breaths of the attack, otherwise, once the venom enters the heart along with the blood, there will be no salvation.

He just cut off his hand, although he was decisive, he was still a little slow.

At this time, apart from the severe pain at the severed arm, his heart also began to throb, and his face also slowly turned purple.

In such a situation, life and death are in a moment.

Jiang Ling only looked at him indifferently, and then wanted to leave with Qingshuang and Hexiang.

"Hold on."

Zhong Jin, who had been watching coldly, suddenly spoke again.

Jiang Ling stopped to look at him, and he also glanced at Jiang Ling for the first time: "You don't seem to have listened to my words."

He took a step forward: "I just said that for the sake of old Qi Xian, I will give you ten breaths of time to get out of Yunyan Pavilion. Now the ten breaths of time have passed, you can leave if you want, what do you think of me?"

After Yun Han heard this, she hurried to Jiang Ling's side, pulled him quietly, and reminded him in a low voice: "Go quickly, don't mess with him if it's not necessary."

How strong Zhong Jin is, she and Li Zhien are quite clear.Moreover, Yunyan Pavilion invites all parties to watch the ceremony today, and the protagonist is Zhong Jin.

In fact, no matter what, I should have left this place within ten breaths.
Now that time has passed, if you can talk to Zhong Jin, it's fine, if you can't talk, then you will be in trouble.

Jiang Ling got her reminder, smiled, and waved his hand lightly to signal her not to panic.

Afterwards, he also responded positively to Zhong Jin: "So you were the one talking just now? If you didn't explain, I thought it was just a barking of dogs. I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)