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As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew whether there was. Huo Qinglong was secretly happy when he saw Yang Yesheng's hand. Yang Yesheng's Kung Fu was much worse than him.

"Hey", Huo Qinglong pushed his left foot back, and the long sword in his hand stretched forward, facing Yang Yesheng's chest. When his right arm was about to straighten, the long sword suddenly lifted from top to bottom and stabbed Yang Yesheng's chin.

"Good swordsmanship." Yang Yesheng secretly praised him. He had to wave a knife with his right hand. At the same time, his body sank suddenly, his right foot swept out like lightning, and hit a beautiful sweeping leg.

Yang Yesheng recognized that Huo Qinglong's footwall was a weakness, so he always attacked his legs. In this way, Huo Qinglong's sword could no longer pierce out, so he had to turn the sword head and cut off Yang Yesheng's right leg obliquely.

Yang Yesheng took his time and hurriedly closed his legs. The knife in his hand was empty and quickly cut into Huo Qinglong's legs. Finally, he collided with Huo Qinglong's long sword. "Clang", all the swords in their hands were broken in two and fell to the ground.

Both of them felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth. When they looked down, the tiger's mouth split. They were all secretly frightened. Unexpectedly, the strength of the other party was equal to that of themselves.

After abandoning the sword, Yang Yesheng was at a disadvantage. In terms of boxing and foot Kung Fu, he was far from Huo Qinglong's opponent. He just got a punch from Huo Qinglong and hit him on his left shoulder. Although it didn't affect his action, it was also a hot pain.

Yang Yesheng's insinuation is not good. If he continues to fight like this, I'm afraid he will be defeated by Huo Qinglong in less than 20 or 30 moves, and it's impossible to break through. It seems that the only way is to win in danger.

In the next dozen moves, Yang Yesheng only avoided the key parts of the body, and ignored any middle punches in other parts. He just wanted to find Huo Qinglong's flaws and prepare to win.

After 20 moves, Yang Yesheng didn't know how many punches he had received. Then he found a flaw in Huo Qinglong. He was very excited. With a roar of the tiger, he grabbed the punch Huo Qinglong hit on his left shoulder, put all his strength on his right fist and hit Huo Qinglong's left knee.

Huo Qinglong didn't expect that Yang Ye's grand meeting was such a deadly play. He couldn't dodge. With a "click", his left knee was hit by Yang Ye Sheng. A penetrating pain made him roar and fall to the ground.

Yang Yesheng was relieved. He was about to close his fist and stand up, but he didn't want Huo Qinglong to grab a short sword on the ground and cut it to his right arm like lightning.

With a painful cry of "ah", Yang Yesheng's right arm was cut straight by the dagger, and his forearm fell to the ground from the front two fingers of his elbow joint.

For almost an hour, there was no movement from Yang Yesheng. Fang Zhongxue was waiting anxiously. She was burning with anxiety. She wanted to go and have a look, but she was worried about dragging Yang Yesheng back. She didn't know how many times she wandered under the tree.

The thirtieth time, it's already 12 o'clock. Fang Zhongxue muttered to himself, "Ye Sheng, you must not have an accident."

Just after that, Fang Zhongxue saw a figure running quickly in the distance. In the twinkling of an eye, she came near. It was Yang Yesheng. Fang Zhongxue was overjoyed and was about to meet the past, but he saw Yang Yesheng shouting with a pale face: "go."

While talking, Yang Yesheng has come to Fang Zhongxue. Fang Zhongxue sees Yang Yesheng and exclaims: "you... Your arm..."

Yang Yesheng's face was pale and his body was full of blood. Not to mention, his right arm was almost elbow length, and the broken right arm was held by his left hand.

Fang Zhongxue was too frightened to ask any more questions. He hurried behind Yang Yesheng and ran quickly to the parking place. However, he was thinking about what happened just now. Huo Qinglong cut off Ye Sheng's arm, but how could he escape from the encirclement of the Qinglong Gang? Why didn't the disciples of the Qinglong Gang catch up with him.

Just now, Huo Qinglong and Yang Yesheng were both hurt. One right arm was cut off and one left knee was badly hurt.

At the critical moment, Yang Yesheng was calm. His left hand hurriedly clicked several large holes on his right arm to stop the flow of blood vessels in his right arm, then clicked on the broken arm, then picked up the broken arm and rushed to the door of the parking lot.

"Bang Bang..." Yang Yesheng ran more than twenty feet away and was about to reach the rolling gate. The disciples of the green dragon sect took out their guns and shot at Yang Yesheng.

Thanks to Yang Yesheng's abnormal hearing, he can judge the direction of the bullet according to the sound of the bullet flying without looking back, and dodge left and right.

When they came to the rolling gate, the disciples of the green dragon sect rushed here one after another. If the switch was turned on, the disciples of the green dragon sect would be able to rush here when the rolling gate was opened.

Yang Ye was so anxious that his mind turned sharply. He could only cross his heart and roar. His body suddenly hit the rolling gate like a bow shrimp.

With a loud bang, although the rolling gate could not be knocked out of a big hole by Yang Yesheng, it was also knocked out of shape, revealing a big gap on the left.

Yang Yesheng was overjoyed and hurried to drill into the gap. He drilled out three or two times. Then he kicked hard and blocked the gap. However, when he drilled out, Yang Yesheng was shot in his left waist and left arm respectively.

Looking at his disciples still want to open the rolling gate and continue to chase outside, Huo Qinglong hurriedly shouted: "don't chase, this man's lightness skills are good, you can't catch up with him." In fact, Huo Qinglong knew that none of these disciples was Yang Yesheng's opponent. As a result, he could not kill Yang Yesheng, but was probably killed. The disciples lost the strength of the Qinglong sect.

No one came after him. Yang Yesheng was a little relieved. He ran to the car with Fang Zhongxue in one breath, asked for the key to open the lock, handed the car key to Fang Zhongxue, and hurriedly said, "hurry, drive the car to a quiet place." After that, Yang Yesheng opened the rear door and drilled in. He didn't even close the door.

When Fang Zhongxue came to the rear door, he saw that Yang Yesheng was already lying on his seat, his eyes closed tightly and did not dare to neglect. He hurriedly closed the door, opened the cab door, sat in, started the car and left.

The secluded place obviously can't be disturbed, but in Xiaocheng Prefecture, what place is a secluded place, and people can't see Yang Yesheng. Fang Zhongxue is worried about Yang Yesheng's injury and thinks about where to go.

Laohe temple, after thinking about it, Fang Zhongxue really couldn't think of where to go. For the first few times, Yang Yesheng didn't open his eyes and shouted that he wouldn't agree. Fang Zhongxue was worried to death. However, Fang Zhongxue knew that there were seven color Buddha beads in yangyesheng's body, which would not easily die. She also thought of the monk temple from the seven color Buddha beads, and naturally contacted the Laohe temple in Xiaocheng Prefecture.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhongxue parked his car on the nearest branch road of Laohe temple. When he looked around, Yang Yesheng was still motionless with his eyes closed. He quickly put his hand under his nose and found that there was no breath. He couldn't help but fly away. He was about to push Yang Yesheng hard, but suddenly remembered the last time he came back from death, The half stretched hand retracted again.

The death comes back to life, the death comes back to life. The last time Ye Sheng was able to come back to life, it was the same this time. Fang Zhongxue took a long breath, barely calmed down his tension and fear, put his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed for him.

Now, Fang Zhongxue doesn't know what to do and how to help Yang Yesheng. The only thing to do is to wait. In addition, he is holding a gun and nervously guarding outside the car, waiting for the miracle of resurrection that doesn't know when it will come to happen again.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, half an hour passed

While Fang Zhongxue waited anxiously and fearfully, the time passed by, but the car was still quiet. There was no strange phenomenon at all. Yang Yesheng seemed to be really dead.

Fortunately, Fang Zhongxue knew about the last resurrection and witnessed with her own eyes that Yang Yesheng had died and was indeed resurrected later. Otherwise, Fang Zhongxue would have sent Yang Yesheng to the hospital and had received the death notice.

The last time, Yang Yesheng died at more than 9 p.m. the next morning, when Fang Zhongxue and Zheng Qingmin arrived at the morgue, Yang Yesheng had risen and left. During this period, it took a total of ten hours. However, Fang Zhongxue doesn't know how long yangyesheng was saved by the seven color Buddha beads. So the only thing she can do now is to wait, protect yangyesheng's body and wait for the miracle to happen again.

Finally, three hours later, the car began to look different. Unexpectedly, a thin layer of seven color light was transmitted from the window. Fang Zhongxue looked at the car in surprise and forgot that his task was to guard here.

Finally, Fang Zhongxue began to resurrect. She was excited and excited. She wanted to go forward and lie on the window to have a careful look at the whole process of Yang Yesheng's resurrection. She also wanted to know what would happen to his right arm after Yang Yesheng's resurrection. Would it be so broken, or would it grow a new one, or would it be reconnected?

However, the latter two possibilities, how Fang Zhongxue thinks and feels incredible. After all, the broken limb is reborn or reconnected, which only happens in fairy tales.

The seven color light became stronger and stronger, and gradually lit up the whole car. At a glance, it seemed that the car was a seven color car.

Then, the sound of broken glass startled Fang Zhongxue, who was stunned. The glass of the rear left window was broken. Moreover, after the glass was broken, seven light balls of different colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, began to rotate rapidly around the car. The speed became faster and faster. Finally, Fang Zhongxue couldn't see it at all, You can only see a seven color halo surrounding the car.

"Seven color Buddha beads." Fang Zhongxue was surprised to see this strange spectacle and almost shouted out. The seven color Buddha beads came out of Yang Yesheng's body.

In about ten minutes, the speed of the seven color Buddha beads began to slow down, and the seven color halo changed into the form of seven Buddha beads again. Finally, it penetrated again and disappeared into the car again. Then, the seven color light scattered in the car began to weaken slowly, and finally disappeared completely. All the magic returned to nothing, as if nothing had happened.

However, the glass of the left rear window has broken, which is true.

"It has been resurrected." Fang Zhongxue asked himself in his heart, but he was not sure, and he didn't dare to go over.

In fact, this time is different from the last time. The place where Yang Yesheng was shot last time was the heart, which cut off his vitality, so he died. This time, Yang Yesheng's right arm was cut off by Huo Qinglong, and then he was shot twice, but none of them was very important. These three wounds were not enough to kill Yang Yesheng.

Just now, Fang Zhongxue put her finger under Yang Yesheng's nose and found that he had no breath. It was because of the seven color Buddha beads that Yang Yesheng entered a state of suspended death and an inner cycle of vitality.