Chapter 1992: Life and Death Moment

Bang!

Lin Mengyao finally fell to the ground, her paralyzed body unable to take any precautions. The severe pain from her back made her spurt out a mouthful of blood, staining her clothes red.

Body...

Cannot move!

She stared at the sky in a daze, feeling that the spiritual source in her body was rapidly drying up, the spiritual power in her spiritual veins was weakening like a dead tree, and the poison had penetrated deep into her lungs in an instant.

The beating of her heart was getting weaker and weaker.

In her blurred vision, she vaguely saw Tingxue coming over.

Tingxue, who was covering her wound, looked bloody and exhausted, but she survived with her tyrannical strength.

Coming to Lin Mengyao's side, looking at her dying appearance, Tingxue smiled happily.

"The big brother Bai you mentioned, can't it be that Bai Chen?"

After the voice fell, Lin Mengyao's eyes trembled obviously.

Seeing this, Tingxue smiled and turned around suddenly.

"You have been poisoned by me. Unless Old Master Lu comes in person, you will not survive. But as far as I know, Old Master Lu is now in Xiangzhou, so you should enjoy your last moments."

A silver light flashed under her feet, and Ting Xue instantly turned into a stream of light and flew away.

...

She is gone.

Ever since I fought with Dugu Jue and used the scarlet power to easily kill him in seconds, I naively thought that I could fight side by side with Brother Bai now.

It turned out that I was too naive...

Reluctant tears rolled in her eyes, and Lin Mengyao didn't even have the strength to tremble now.

The poison has attacked her heart.

Brother Bai...

Grandmother...

Second brother!

So unwilling.

...

In Yongzhou, Bai Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He jumped off the bed in disbelief, his palm pressed tightly on his heart, and his eyes were gradually covered with blood.

Mengyao, her soul mark is rapidly weakening!

"No!"

Bai Chen's face darkened, and he suddenly broke through the window and flew into the sky.

Looking at the direction of Zhuxian Sword Sect, he felt a deep pain in his heart.

Isn't Mengyao in Zhuxian Sword Sect? With Ye Jianxin here, who can hurt her!

Could it be that Luo Xi has arrived at Zhuxian Sword Sect? !

"Mengyao..."

The young and lovely smiling face seemed to appear again in front of him. No matter when, Lin Mengyao was quietly by his side, taking him as the sky!

Clenching his palms tightly into fists, Bai Chen was too far away from Zhuxian Sword Sect now, and it was impossible for him to rush back in an instant.

"What on earth happened!"

With an extremely gloomy face, he stood in the cold wind, concentrating on feeling the soul ring in his consciousness that was almost extinguished.

Bai Chen was very scared and terrified now. He must not lose Lin Mengyao.

Otherwise, he would not be able to bear it!

Helplessness and self-blame affected every nerve of his body, so that he did not notice that two figures were approaching rapidly in the distance.

…

Beside the river, Lin Mengyao lay quietly in the grass. She had closed her eyes and completely lost consciousness.

Her pale face looked a little ferocious, but this ferocious look also seemed very stiff.

At this moment, the space in front of her suddenly twisted rapidly, and a woman wearing a yellow top stepped on the void and walked over.

"Wow, I'm really dying!"

The woman's eyes lit up, she half squatted down, and curiously put her finger under Lin Mengyao's nose.

No more breathing? !

She was suddenly startled, and quickly pressed her palm on Lin Mengyao's heart.

"It's still beating! Phew~ That was close."

The girl let out a breath of foul air in a gloomy voice, and then stood up, with a smile of approval on her charming face: "You are not simple to fight with the God of Killing Tingxue like this!"

A small white hand slowly moved from the pale yellow sleeve, and with the woman's whisper, a crystal of ice instantly enveloped Lin Mengyao completely.

"Star Road 29, frozen."

A golden light flashed by, and she and Lin Mengyao disappeared instantly.

...

Mengyao!

In the sky of Yongzhou, Bai Chen was sweating profusely, his eyes were bloodshot.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his eyes: "Mengyao's soul mark is stable! Someone saved her!"

At this moment, he almost cried with joy, and his thin body couldn't help but tremble.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, with the perception of the soul mark, he knew very well how dangerous Lin Mengyao's situation was just now.

To put it bluntly, in a moment, she will fall!

Excited, he didn't know where to put his hands. Bai Chen smiled with relief. At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp sword energy approaching rapidly behind him. At the critical moment, Bai Chen's face sank, and his handprint moved. The Wind God Sword automatically came out of its sheath and blocked behind him.

Clang!

With a loud bang, the person behind him was obviously shocked back a distance.

But at this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky.

The sound was so loud that Bai Chen suddenly raised his head. What caught his eyes was that there were countless bumblebees, like a yellow cloud, floating towards this side.

"Is this... Sand Spirit Skill?!"

Bai Chen instantly saw that those wasps were actually transformed from yellow sand. As he pointed his toes, his figure immediately retreated.

But those wasps seemed to have locked onto him, chasing him relentlessly behind him, and their speed was so fast that he was a little tricky.

"Difficult things!"

Bai Chen moved his handprint, and Xiao Liu suddenly rushed out of his consciousness. Facing the overwhelming wasps, Xiao Liu stepped firmly on the void with his four feet and opened his tiger's mouth.

"Roar——"

A pink streak of light instantly burst out, turning into endless lightning, shaking all the wasps into flying sand.

Gravel filled the air, and under the blurred vision, two old men in white robes were standing on the street, one holding a sword, and the other holding a handprint, both glaring at them.

The holy sword pattern printed on their robes was exactly the pattern of the Xinglan Temple, but it was a little different.

Because the holy sword of the Xinglan Temple has twelve stars in a line, and the holy swords on the robes of the two people in front of them have no stars.

"Are you two from the Xinglan Temple?"

After a moment, Bai Chen finally asked.

Hearing this, the old man holding the sword frowned: "You ask even though you know it."

What do you mean?

While Bai Chen was wondering, the old man had rushed over again. This time, his sword shadow swept out a series of rotating sword formations, flying around Bai Chen, completely surrounding him and Xiao Liu.

The old man's first move was a killing move. Even if Bai Chen didn't know his intention, he could roughly guess it.

The corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc, Bai Chen smiled and narrowed his eyes, holding the Wind God Sword firmly: "You, are you here to avenge Qiu Mu?"