The sharp hand paused again. "What do you mean?"

Xia Yan did not move. He knew the ability of Shan Jiquan's tongue and lotus flower to make it out of nothing. He thought Zhuque must have known it, so his breath did not float. To say that Lingli is the "mysterious person" is nothing more than nonsense. At least, today, it is Shan Jiquan, not Lingli.

"Don't you believe it?" Shan Jiquan did not answer Ling Li's words, but only looked at Zhuque. "Actually, I never thought it was him at first-but once you knew it was him, some questions would be solved."

He rested for a while and said, "You said, who can make the leader of Tuoba believe so much and protect it in every way--even if I tried to stop his decisions at first, he couldn't listen to anything--in addition to Qinglong Valley, I can't think of anyone else except sharpness."

Ling Li didn't interrupt him, as if he wanted to hear what else he could say.

"I remember one time," Shan Jiquan said, "Jun Li once pretended to be a sharp-minded person and went to Qinglong Valley to find me. Although he had concealed the guards that night and even deceived the leader's confidants, this matter would always come to the leader's ears the next day. If Ling Li came but left without looking for him, wouldn't this matter be worn? But it was strange that the leader never had doubts, let alone pursued him. Later I remembered that that night, the leader also came to me and forced me to agree to join forces with the prince and the fantasy world. It was obvious that the "Mysterious Man" happened to come to Qinglong Valley that day, and had just had a deep conversation with the leader. So the leader of course would not be surprised. He knew that the "Mysterious Man" was Ling Li, and at most he thought that Ling Li was accidentally seen."

He rested again. Ling Li had not bandaged the wound on Xia Yan's abdomen yet - the wound was too big, so he had to tear his clothes off more, and his voice was not moved: "I have only been to Qinglong Valley twice this year, which time did you say?"

Shan Jiquan ignored him and just laughed, "The leader has never mentioned his identity, probably because he is afraid that I am unhappy. When I was in Dongting in July, Ling Li had just returned from the north and came to Qinglong Valley and lobbed the leader. Then he went to Dongting to meet me, and finally returned to Lin'an with Junli and the others. The leader learned that he had returned, and then went to Lin'an alone. After that, he changed his attitude and made up his mind. If he said that this matter had nothing to do with Ling Li, it would be too coincidental?"

Ling Li was slightly angry, "Apart from these speculations, do you have any definite evidence?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Shan Jiquan still looked at Zhuque, "It's a pity that your disciple can't speak, otherwise he would prove that everything I said was the truth. I once talked to Jun Li about the 'mysterious man'. He told me at that time, judging by this man's spearhead, could he be a person who had a grudge against you, the Lord of God, and the Yunmeng Sect. At that time, I said that this should be just a cover for the mysterious man. But later, for the sake of Cheng Zuo's affairs, I checked Shen Fengming's origin. You said it was a coincidence that he was the son of Shen Yong, one of the "Four Heroes of Luoyang" who died at Su Fufeng's hands in the past. In this way, Ling Li really deserves to be a grudge with you and Yunmeng. You said, is this a coincidence?"

Ling Li finally couldn't help but look back again, so that he missed the slight trembling of Xia Yan's fingers. "Do you think I Ling Li would be as scheming as you, and would use such means to deal with a junior?"

"Not only that—" Shan Jiquan's voice grew, "not only that, he was still under the noses of so many people, disguised himself and applied a gu, and conspired to Huo Youzun's life, hoping to make the Qinglong Sect and Heizhu get into evil, and the more he could cause this matter. Even the leader didn't know about this, and I don't know how he later made a self-confidence with the leader. I only know that if it weren't for him, it was Su Fufeng. I only know that it was not surprising that he could do this with his understanding of Heizhu's methods. It would be easier to install a scapegoat for Heizhu. I think the relics that Murong was not searched back then should have been left in Heizhu. There were two booklets that recorded the witch and disguise. At that time, wasn't the owner of Heizhu's sharpness? It was not surprising that things fell into his hands. He was so smart that he had learned it for more than ten years!"

Before Ling Li could do it, the wound that Xia Yan had just been tied to him suddenly burst out slightly, and blood flowed out from the crack again. He was shocked, "Jun Li?" reached out to cover his wound, but before he could touch him, a huge breath like thunder suddenly chaotic from this clearly dying body, almost pushing him backward. Even people several feet away seemed to have some senses. Originally, many people's eyes were circling on Ling Li, and at this time they could see the wind and snow around Xia Yan's body, and even the robe that the Vermilion Bird covered his shoulder was lifted off, and the huge breath was hard to stop. It didn't stop immediately. The snow on the top of the wall was rustling, as if you could feel the meaning of rushing to the clouds.

Xia Yan was not going to believe anything about Shan Jiquan's words. He was worried about Zhuque. He never thought that his mind was disturbed by these words first, so that his inner breath rushed into this already fragile body. He remembered what Shan Jiquan said, even more. He remembered that he met Tuoba Gu at Lingli's house that day, and he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything to himself. Lingli said that the two were not happy because Miss Han talked, but maybe it was because Tuoba Gu had not been completely convinced by him at that time, so he was unhappy? And now, Lingli is here, so close to him, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he could immediately catch him and ask - was it him? If it were him, had he been deceiving for a long time? If it weren't for him, then what explanation should Shan Jiquan say be?

But in the end, he had the will and could not catch it, so he breathed like a tide and was completely out of control, bursting open his wounds and running out of his body. He felt completely lost in this nightmare darkness - if even the sharpness was unbelievable from the beginning, he didn't know what else in this world was worth.

Ling Li recognized that at this moment, what Xia Yan burst out seemed to be the "tide rush" of Mingjing Art. This power was so huge that he could not get close to him for a while. "Jun Li," his expression was a little anxious, "Calm down, can you hear me? Calm down."

He probably guessed that Xia Yan might be able to hear the sound outside. He gritted his teeth, and grabbed Xia Yan's wrist in the gust of the gust of the gust of wind, and said to him: "Listen to me, it's not me. No matter what he said, it's not me."

Xia Yan was already in a state of insanity. The inner breath that had finally flowed was out of control and was like a river bankrupt. Even if he heard Ling Li's words, he could not handle the "tide rush" and rushed. Ling Li wanted to put his true power into his body and suppress it with real power. He felt that the place where the handshake was getting colder and colder, almost like condensed ice, and the crazy evil spirit cut his cheek like a knife.

"Sharp!" He was shocked after a silence. The dark cold wind attacked from behind himself. Zhuque was furious and sent a palm to him from the air. If it weren't for Tuoba Gu's reminder, this palm would of course fall on him. "What did you do to him!" Zhuque's palm fell into nothing. Looking at Lin Li's eyes that had let go of his hand and bounced up, he chased out a palm, forcing Lin Li to retreat a few steps away from Xia Yan.

Zhuque actually didn't care whether Ling Li was the person Shan Jiquan said, just because - for him, Ling Li was originally an enemy, and what does it matter if he was the so-called "mysterious person"? But these words were not completely useless. At least he might not have doubted Ling Li had any malice towards Xia Yan, but now he can't be sure. Xia Yan's safety is enough to distinguish his heart. He looked at Xia Yan from afar during the fight, and when Ling Li held his wrist, how could he suppress his anger? Of course, he turned around.

As soon as Ling Li retreated, he immediately saw clearly that the chaotic wind that enveloped Xia Yan's body was a "tide". After all, the mind and method were of the same origin, he immediately guessed what happened to Xia Yan and hurriedly reminded him: "Jun Li, 'Wu Ji'!"

Tuoba Gu also saw this scene clearly - even in a coma, Xia Yan's angry aura still shocked him. If as he said before, every time he saw this person, he felt that he had looked down on him too much the previous time - he could not regret it when he let him go away last time, but he would never feel wise. This time - he couldn't imagine what kind of trouble it would be if he allowed this person to leave Qinglong Valley alive.

In this way, we must solve the problem of Suzaku sooner.

The idea was decided, and he chased Zhuque with the wind on his palm. The masters were deadly in an instant when they were distracted against the enemy. Moreover, Zhuque actually split his palms and hit the fierce ones in the fight. This was an excellent opportunity for Tuoba Gu. Shan Jiquan was right, neither of them could let go again. The origin and reason of today's affairs were no longer important. As long as the master and disciple disappeared, all the obvious troubles and hidden worries would no longer exist.

The Qinglong Palm Technique actually has many subtleties, but Tuoba Gu has never been willing to win by skill, and the fierce wind and fire are rarely matched. He has fought against Zhuque many times, and he has also lost the Qinglong Heart Technique without losing the Mingjing Art, so there is no need to use tricks. But when counting it carefully, the two of them have never fought for "life and death". They have just regarded each other as extremely rare opponents. The heart of victory and loss is strong, and the process of competition and competition is still important. At this moment, they suddenly aimed at "life and death" - what they value is the result, so all the processes can only be called "means". They must be despised and cherish each other.

So the palm that Tuoba Gu handed out suddenly changed. His palm tilted, and the edge of his palm was downward, which was not like slapping out his palm. The palm wind was not as hot as the sky, but because of the speed of the palm, it was even more like a sharp wind blade. Zhuque had not completely turned around from his concern for Xia Yan, and suddenly felt a strange wind breath - he was ready to take Tuoba Gu's next palm, but unexpectedly, what came from the next palm was not a "palm", but more like a "palm knife".

The protective energy suddenly expanded. In a moment of reaction, he used the "unbeatable" trick. Tuoba Gu was attacked on his shoulders and arms. Ling Rui's palm breathing was immediately digested throughout his body, but the sharpness still penetrated his skin and teared open a bloody mouth. If this trick was cut to the vital point, it would be a death on the spot.

Tuoba Gu is not kind and does not want to hit him, but the fatal threat will usher in a fatal counterattack. If they just want to decide the outcome of the competition, then if he does not use the strongest palm force to force out the finale of the mirror, even if he cannot really distinguish which one is higher or worse; but if it is for life and death, he should hope that he can solve the problem without touching the "parting".

However, the only way to avoid the counterattack of "parting" is to weaken the opponent a little bit, just like a palm or knife, which does not reach the key point, can also boil such a solid cold and a little bit of warm.
Chapter completed!