Self-cultivation of the villain prince

While talking, the departure of the roulette in Xie Yu's Dantian burst into a crimson light.

"Gasification freezing method!"

"Flame Knife!"

He frantically absorbed the heat drawn away from the opponent's body through physical contact, and then added the heat to the flame knife. With his own masculinity, his palms suddenly became red, and the two handles seemed to be composed of raging fire. It spread out on his wrist.

Zhou Junyan's expression changed, and he only felt like he was in a stove. He quickly drew back, but was caught by Xie Yu and couldn't move. As a last resort, he could only burn the essence and blood in his body to get out of it.

However, he was burned by Xie Yu's blade, his palm was scorched black, several pieces of flesh and blood were burned, and even the bones underneath were visible in white smoke, and the heat continued to spread along his arm. , All above are blisters like burns.

What's more terrible is that he was evacuated by Xie Yu a lot of heat, and the blood flow in his body was almost stagnant. The lack of oxygen made his mind dizzy, and he barely returned to normal only by burning the essence and blood in his body.

Xie Yu waved the flame blade in his hand and slashed towards the front.

Zhou Junyan was no longer as calm as he was before, and dodged Xie Yu's blade in an embarrassing manner. For that matter, the high temperature brought his mouth dry and his whole body hot.

The two went all the way up from the pool and came to a wide meadow.

Zhou Junyan was jealous of the flame knife in Xie Yu's hand, so he had to dodge constantly, but while evading, he urged the secret method in the nine transformations of the divine silkworm to cure the injury by burning the vitality of the body. The hideous wound on his palm turned out to be at a speed visible to the naked eye. The granulation has grown, and the burn on the arm can be easily recovered.

"I want to see how many times you can recover?"

Xie Yu chased him all the way, and the big pine trees surrounded by thick pine trees continued to crash down. Large and small pits began to appear on the ground, like bomb explosions.

"The Flame Knife can't maintain this high-power state for a long time...but it doesn't matter, the winner is already divided.'Xie Yu thought in his heart.

Bang!!

Zhou Junyan was kicked by Xie Yu and hit a big pine tree. Under the violent force, he knocked out a gap in the trunk, and continued to hit a big tree that was surrounded by thick and thin with a bang.

"Worry King!" Zhou Junyan stood up again and roared.

Xie Yu was waiting to continue taunting, but he heard a sudden blast in the courtyard not far away, a wall collapsed, and a familiar figure flew out of it. The entire courtyard was shocked, and the violent and powerful innocence was even here. Can also feel its power.

"Su Qingqian!" Xie Yu exclaimed.

There are still enemies in the courtyard!

He didn't even bother to control Zhou Junyan anymore, stepping on his feet and heading in Su Qingqian's direction.

But Zhou Junyan smiled coldly, and the blood in his body burned violently, desperately trying to stop Xie Yu with light effort.

"Get out of here!"

Xie Yu's face was full of hideous colors. With a sudden turn of his arms, he punched Zhou Junyan's chest with a punch, but he was rounded by his feet to avoid the blow.

But Zhou Junyan didn't mean to retreat in the slightest, he still stopped in front of Xie Yu.

"You are looking for death!"

The silver-white portrait behind Xie Yu was almost condensed into substance. Perhaps it was an insight from Zhou Junyan, and Xie Yu unconsciously understood the true usage of the spirit.

He snarled abruptly, and a huge silver white figure loomed behind him, and then the figure shrank suddenly and rushed into him.

Xie Yu rushed forward like a cannonball, leaving traces of ghost shadows in the air so fast, both palms were severely stamped on Zhou Junyan's chest, his palms spit out, and Zhou Junyan suddenly flew back.

Zhou Junyan's chest was suddenly punched with a huge depression. I don't know how many bones were broken, and countless blood spilled.

But Xie Yu saw that his injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He couldn't help but his eyes condensed, so he didn't hesitate at all. He jumped up instantly and moved parallel to Zhou Junyan's body that was flying out of the sky.

"Dragon hit the tiger!"

Xie Yu's entire arm bloomed with blue veins, and suddenly expanded in a circle, smashing his elbow down, like a concrete pillar, hitting Zhou Junyan's abdomen.

Boom!!!

He smashed Zhou Junyan directly into the ground with an elbow, and then slammed him into the pit for almost three meters.

"It's over! I still don't believe you can recover without your head!"

Countless gray-black air currents suddenly condensed on Xie Yu's palm.

"Birth and death!"

Hearing a muffled sound, it was like a bomb exploding directly in a dirt pit. The visible air blast began to spread from the place where Xie Yu had struck. The huge force spread in the air, and finally dispersed in all directions. Get out.

The earth pit burst open suddenly, and countless rubble and mud splashed around.

Xie Yu jumped out of the pit, and then ran towards the direction where Su Qingqian was beaten away without looking back.

The brain pulp and bloody broken bones in the dirt pit are mixed together, and the long black hair has completely turned into a paste, and there is nothing to tell.

Feiyunjiang.

On the misty surface of the river, a flat boat is driving on it. At this moment, the waves on the river are undulating and the water is turbulent. From time to time, a huge wave beats down, and the sky is covered with clouds, thunder is constantly flashing, and heavy rain is drifting diagonally. under.

"Leader Ye, you have a good way of cultivating energy...you are so calm at this time." A gloomy voice sounded in the cabin.

In the cabin, Ye Yaxi, in a gray robe, sat opposite a white-faced old eunuch. He looked much older than before, and the body's aging and decaying aura was almost visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, being mocked by the confidant around the emperor, Ye Yaxi didn't even open his eyelids, sitting in the boat as if an old monk had entered a calm state.

"Lead Ye Gang, the so-called Lu Zhongjun of the Food King, your Majesty has given you so much help, but it is not for you to stand on your own..."

"Now you finally agree to follow us back to the palace, it's really slow..."

The old eunuch chattered endlessly and finally made Ye Yaxi open his eyes: "Manager Shu, you have too many things to control. Your Majesty is still waiting for this seat to teach him the art of longevity."

Shu Mingyi's face suddenly became gloomy: "The Ye Gang master knows his mission, but it's just a pity... Who will swallow the huge foundation of the Sanjiang Gang by then? Haoranzong, or Xingyimen?"

This sentence did poke Ye Yaxi's sore spot, and he snorted coldly: "There are some research materials of me and Master in the Sanjiang Gang. If you are willing to go back with me to get it, your Majesty will reward you heavily after returning to the palace."

"Our family dare not continue to delay. Since we have been in Cangyun County, our Yinshen has kept warning. That one is not easy to provoke. If I wait a little longer..."

"Besides, how do you know that our family didn't send anyone to the Sanjiang Gang?"

He smiled coldly, but it made Ye Yaxi suddenly raise his head, looking at it as if to know him again, and finally shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Shu Mingyi was not interested in being used as a gunman by Ye Yaxi, he just wanted to send Ye Yaxi to His Majesty as soon as possible, by then, whether it was a soul search or whatever, he would be able to get the art of longevity.

However, his anxiety became more intense, like turbulent waves on the river.

"Wait... Feiyunjiang doesn't seem right today..."

When the thought fell, Shu Mingyi seemed to have insight into something and looked straight to the back of the cabin.

There, a small boat came towards them at a very fast speed through the barriers of heavy waves.At the bow, Xia Yuqing, dressed in white, stood with her hands in her hands, her hair fluttering in the wind.