Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 17 The villain only needs three seconds!
  "Of course, before I kill you, I will let you taste my power!"

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and a compass-shaped formation plate appeared in his hand.

Spiritual energy poured into the array.

In an instant, four-color streams of light poured out from the array, completely covering the entire valley.

Obviously, all this was Yan Yan's fault.

Not to mention that Yan Jiu is now poisoned, and even if he is intact, he cannot escape from this place.

"what?"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and saw four arcs of light suddenly pouring out of the dense forest not far away.

"Could it be that someone encountered a monster?"

Yan Yun looked happy. He had been going up the mountain for so long, but he hadn't encountered a single monster.

It was hard to find this, how could we miss it.

With this in mind, Yan Yun pinched the magic formula with one hand, and a light blue stream of light fell on him.

Wind curse.

In an instant, Yan Yun's speed increased greatly and he turned into a blue shadow and disappeared from the place.

If anyone looked here, they would find that Yan Yun seemed to teleport and appeared ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Yan Yun came to the hidden valley.

If it hadn't been for those few rays of light, Yan Yun might not have discovered this canyon.

"This junior brother, you still hope to save me!"

Just before arriving at the valley, a urgent shout rang out.

I saw a girl wearing tight-fitting black clothes, with a bulging front and back, with a pale face, struggling to move a shield-shaped magic weapon.

Opposite him was a middle-aged monk who had reached the thirteenth level of Qi training.

It drove a bronze spear, with green light surging on it. Every time it was thrust out, a fist-sized gap was left on the shield.

Until Yan Yun arrived, dense cracks had already appeared on the shield.

As if it would break anytime.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Yan Yan's eyes. Yan Jiu had a special identity. Now that Yan Yun saw it, he could only deal with it together.

"You have reached the twelfth level of Qi training at such a young age, so you must have no actual combat experience!"

Yan Yan smiled and said quickly to Yan Yun: "Little brother, don't believe what this witch says. She robbed me of a precious spiritual grass!"

"As long as my little brother doesn't interfere and takes care of her for me, I'll definitely thank you with a big gift!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. This was obviously a drama about killing people and seizing treasures.

"You are a mouth-watering slanderer!"

Yan Jiu shouted angrily: "It was obviously you who framed me!"

"Junior brother, I am Danyaoge Yanjiu. As long as you can save me, I am willing to give everything!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes: "Yan Jiu?"

After searching for so long, I didn’t expect that I would bump into it by accident.

Yan Yan, who was not far away, saw this scene and felt murderous intent in his heart.

He pointed with one hand at the green scale spear in the distance, and saw spiritual power surging on it.

There was a piercing buzzing sound, and then the direction changed, and it directly turned around and stabbed towards Yan Yun outside the formation.

"Shh!"

Yan Yun waved his right hand, and a half-human-sized wind blade was instantly swung out.

The wind blade was extremely fast and collided with the Qinglin Spear in an instant.

With a "boom", the Qinglin Spear instantly flew several feet upside down, and at the same time, the wind blade also disappeared.

"You are the disciple who detected the alien spirit root a few years ago!"

Seeing Feng Ren, Yan Yan immediately reacted: "It seems I can't keep you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "How is that possible!!"

I saw three sharp wind blades condensed out of thin air, and one after another, they landed heavily on the Qinglin Spear.

"Crack!"

The Qinglin Spear is a top-level offensive weapon and is not good at defense.

Now it was hit firmly by three wind blades, and only a crisp click sound was heard before it was broken from it. "you..."

Yan Yan pointed at Yan Yun and said angrily: "If you dare to break my magic weapon, I will definitely kill you!"

Yan Yun's face was expressionless, his cold eyes swept over Yan Yan, and he said calmly: "If I were you, take off your pants quickly, how many seconds can I enjoy it!"

While speaking, Yan Yun waved his right hand, and three more wind blades flew out.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wind blade fell on the formation light curtain, leaving a deep crack in an instant.

But soon, a spiritual screen flashed through, and the formation light screen quickly recovered.

If you encounter a Qi Practitioner on the side, you will naturally be unable to break this formation.

It's a pity that he met Yan Yun.

Yan Yun's wind blade technique has been cultivated to a small level, and he has three wind blade techniques at his fingertips.

How can a mere formation be resisted?

Three wind blades fell in succession, and the originally solid formation dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Speak wild words!"

Yan Yan sneered: "If you can break my formation, I will..."

"Crack!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the formation's light curtain shattering, and a wind blade cut through the formation and landed on Yan Yan's body.

With a "stab" sound, the wind blade instantly split it in half, and bright red blood splashed all over the grass.

"Give me your life?"

Yan Yun smiled slightly, walked forward slowly, and skillfully stuffed Yan Yan's storage bag into his arms.

He turned to look at Yan Jiu, who had already collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

At this time, Yan Jiu was frightened when he saw Yan Yan with only two halves of his body left.

"No...don't kill me!"

"I give you..."

Yan Yun frowned slightly, why did he hear this, he was also a bad person?
  His consciousness swept over Yan Jiu, and Yan Yun said calmly: "I'm not interested in you. How can I get rid of the poison on your body?"

Listening to Yan Yun's words, Yan Jiu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

But there was a trace of unwillingness flashing deep in my heart.

"This is the venom of the Purple Snake. To cure it, you need an advanced detoxifying pill!"

"Just one more time and my life might be gone!"

Yan Jiu licked her purple lips and looked at Yan Yun with pleading eyes: "If you can eat the nine-leaf Polygonum multiflorum, you can detoxify me!"

Yan Yun looked deeply at Yan Jiu, but did not reply. Instead, he looked at the purple snake entrenched under the nine-leaf Polygonum multiflorum not far away.

The first-class violet snake has the most expensive fangs.

The market price is two hundred low-level spirit stones, and the rest of his body is not very valuable.

However, it is also good to use it to make high-level magic weapons or refine poison elixirs.

Yan Yun did not come close, but stood far away.

With a strong wave of his right hand, wind blades flew out of his hand one after another.

It turned into a blue shadow and flew towards the Purple Snake fifty feet away.

Although at such a long distance, the power of the Wind Blade Technique will be reduced a lot.

But it's better than safety.

After all, I don’t have the means to detoxify myself if I am poisoned.

That is really a somersault and asking for trouble.

The wind blade technique at Xiaocheng level is extremely powerful.

Even a distance of fifty feet is enough for the Purple Snake to deal with.

It moved around, constantly dodging the wind blade.

It's a pity that the wind blades are densely packed, and the purple snake is huge.

Soon there were scars all over, and the bright red blood dyed his purple body red.

(End of this chapter)