Chapter 722

He scolded lightly, turned his little hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm, stabbing at elder Wan's chest. At the critical moment, elder Wan was embarrassed to escape, but he was severely scratched on his shoulder. Xiaobao takes back the sword, and the mysterious Qi twines around him. The momentum around him is frightening. If you close your eyes, no one can imagine that such terrible pressure and profound Xuanqi came from a four or five-year-old boy. Elder Wan took a deep breath. His eyes changed from angry and impulsive to cold and fierce“ It seems that I really underestimate you! " He said in a deep voice, taking out a bottle of mysterious medicine and pouring it into his mouth, "next, I'll use ten success forces, little thing. You'd better be careful and don't die easily. Otherwise, if you take a corpse to alchemy, the effect of the elixir will be greatly reduced. " As soon as the words fell, a steel knife appeared in elder Wan's hand. He also has space to store things. With the appearance of the steel knife, the surrounding air was full of blood. And the slow action that was originally suppressed by the "feather on the startling goose" became flexible again with the appearance of the steel knife. The action of plucking the string in Muyan's hand stopped for a moment, and then continued to ring【 This is a skill that can only be activated when the level of master of music is raised to level 3. This skill is very adverse, but because the level of spiritual cultivation in Muyan's body is not high enough, its power is not big now. She plays "startling Hong on the feather" to level the cultivation gap between Xiaobao and elder Wan. But if you really want to defeat the elder, you have to rely on Xiaobao himself. And this is what emperor mingjue wanted to achieve. Mu Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the worry and tension in her heart. She believed in Xiaobao and also in dimingjue Since Wan Changlao took out his steel knife, the situation has reversed again. Xiaobao is completely under pressure. His little face turned pale, which was the result of excessive consumption of Xuanqi. One scar after another began to appear on his body. The blood dyed the light clothes red. In the light and shadow of the sword, that small figure appears so lonely, so fragile. Ming Yan army all don't give up to don't start. Some people can't help looking at Xiang Muyan and di mingjue“ Miss, emperor, the little master is still so small, in case of being hurt by the old dog... "Miss, let's help the little master, OK?" Muyan's fingers flicked the strings. The voice from the demon Qin is as usual, but her green fingertips slowly ooze blood beads. At the end of the day, Xiaobao is the one she can't allow to be hurt. But in the end, she didn't say a word, just quietly looking at Xiaobao in the battle, with the piano sound silently accompany him, believe him. Without the command of Mu Yan, no one was moved by the Ming Yan army. Emperor Ming Jue also looked at Xiaobao in the battlefield, but her expression was more natural than that of Mu Yan. When he was Xiaobao's age, he had been in a sea of blood. Xiaobao, as his son and the future successor of the polar region, is not a joke if he does not have the strength to survive the demons and bottlenecks“ Ha ha ha... It seems that the protectors you want to rely on have already planned to abandon you! " Wan Changlao waved his steel knife and gave out unbridled laughter. "It's better to surrender and go back with me. Maybe we can survive for a few more days!"