The battle between monks in the Nascent Soul Realm involves extremely terrifying, and the sect leaders all began to escape.

Of course, there are no exceptions.

More than a dozen figures were extremely bold. Not only did they not stay away from the battlefield, they were approaching carefully.

Li Shaoyang was in it.

Even, he is at the forefront.

These people are all the sect leaders of the eight types of immortal sects. Their cultivation in their bodies is above the first level of the Golden Pill, so they are naturally much stronger than those sects that are not as good as the level.

Even so, compared to the two figures they were fighting, they were still like ants. Maybe a random energy could seriously hurt them, or even take their lives in an understatement.

To some extent, this is also a life-and-death adventure.

But for Li Shaoyang, this is a must.

After all, the goal of the hero he carried was right in front of him.

Buzz!

Standing on a cliff extremely close to the battlefield, Li Shaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly and locked in a pretty figure fighting.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman.

She was wearing a blue shirt, with beautiful lotus embroidered on it, wearing a honey lotus crown, holding a simple long sword in her hand, with many blood stains on her body, and an extremely obvious blood stain on the corner of her mouth, but even if she was injured, it would not damage the woman's beautiful face at all.

What surprised Li Shaoyang was the woman's eyes.

cold!

It's like a cold glacier that has not melted for hundreds of thousands of years!

Although Senior Sister Xian Xiner is also cold-hearted, she is more arrogant and often shows her gentle and domineering sister, and is not good at hiding her feelings.

But this woman gave Li Shaoyang a feeling that it was not a real person, but an extremely beautiful ice sculpture.

Li Shaoyang couldn't find any feelings in those eyes.

Even the next moment, the Tianman Sect Master pointed at the woman's shoulder without any mercy, and the sharp and terrifying finger force shot out, leaving a blood hole on the woman's shoulder immediately.

Puff!

Even if he was injured, there was no fluctuation in the woman's eyes. She just followed her powerful combat instinct and waved the ancient long sword in her hand, and cut off a large piece of flesh and blood from one of the arm of the Tianman Sect Master.

"This woman is the Saint of Youlian?"

As soon as the doubts in Li Shaoyang's mind emerged, the Immortal Sect systematically detected and answered them.

"The dangerous target was detected, Su Hanyan, the Holy Lotus Saint."

Su Hanyan: The saint of Youlian Sect, the third grade of Nascent Soul, the three-no beauty, the body is delicate and soft, and it is difficult to push down. He practices the ancient books, the Holy Book of Youlian, the Sacred Literature of Youlian, the Sword of Youlian, and the Body Technique of Youlian.

"It's indeed this girl!"

Li Shaoyang didn't have time to complain about the strange things added to the detection information of the Immortal Gate system. After confirming that the woman in front of him who was colder than the glacier was his mission target, an excited light immediately emanated from his eyes.

He was not worried that this scene would be seen by others. You must know that those who were still lingering around the battlefield at this time were probably having other ideas.

Soon, Li Shaoyang fell from excitement and became solemn.

Although he only has the cultivation level of the Golden Pill Realm, his eyesight is very vicious.

I only watched the battle for several breaths just now, but Li Shaoyang had already seen that the Holy Lotus Saint, called "Su Hanyan", had suffered serious injuries long before the battle.

Now, he is fighting with the monk who is not inferior to her at all, and the internal injuries are probably on the verge of a complete outbreak.

"If there is no accident, I'm afraid that this woman will lose after tens of breaths, then."

As soon as this thought emerged, Li Shaoyang's eyes immediately narrowed and his face became a little ugly.

Li Shaoyang's mission is to save the beauty of heroes. As the name suggests, he naturally rescued Su Hanyan, the great beauty, from the clutches of the Tianman Sect Master.

But in the current situation, there is no room for Li Shaoyang to intervene.

The battle scene in front of me is too amazing.

The vast area was completely shrouded in the energy stimulated by the two of them.

Although Li Shaoyang will not underestimate himself, he will not arrogantly think that he has the strength to insert it.

If he really forced himself into the battlefield, the result would be that before Li Shaoyang could fight any of the two, he would be solved by the energy flying everywhere.

Just one way is a fatal threat.

But if you don’t interfere, when Su Hanyan’s internal injuries occur, there will only be two kinds of results.

One way, Su Hanyan was caught and fell into the hands of Tianman Sect.

The second type is that Su Hanyan would rather die than surrender, and he would directly explode and both jade and stones were burned.

No matter which result it is, it is not what Li Shaoyang wants.

"what to do?"

Li Shaoyang murmured in a low voice, his mind was boiling, and all kinds of thoughts came out wildly, thinking about ways to break the deadlock.

Just as Li Shaoyang was thinking hard, the situation in the field deteriorated again.

Bang!

The two clashed again, but for some reason, Su Hanyan's movements suddenly slowed down, and the Tianman Sect Master seized the opportunity and pointed it on her arm.

A blood hole appeared again, almost making Su Hanyan unable to grasp the ancient long sword in his hand.

After being hit by this finger, the injuries in Su Hanyan's body seemed to have been completely detonated.

Her delicate body staggered in the air.

Then, with a squeak, a large mouthful of red blood spurted out.

It turned out to be, shaking, looking like that, I was probably unable to hold on even ten breaths.

Seeing that the Saint Youlian was about to lose, the sect leader around him who were watching the battle exclaimed in surprise, with complex expressions in his eyes. I wonder if he lamented that he and others could not get any benefits.

And that Tianman Sect Master was proud and excited.

A golden light flashed and showed its true appearance in the air.

When everyone saw that the famous Tianman Sect Master was actually a bald man.

I saw that his pair of flesh palms were as thick as a palm fan, and his muscles were swollen all over his body. Just by taking a look from a distance, people could feel an extremely fierce aura of power, surging in.

As soon as the bald man appeared, in addition to being arrogant and proud, he also showed a trace of lewd expression in his eyes. He stared at the blood-stained Saint of Youlian, whose coveted eyes appeared without any concealment.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that I, Zhao Tianman, also have such blessings. Saint Youlian, this is Saint Youlian."

Zhao Tianman seemed to care about his words at all, and was heard by a group of sect leaders of all sizes. He was not at all taboo when he spoke.

Instead, it motivates spiritual power so that everyone can hear it clearly.

Su Hanyan's injuries seemed to have really exploded. Her face was extremely ugly at this time and her body staggered.

Some sect leaders with strong eyes could even see spiritual power running around under her jade-like skin.

If there is no accident, it should have been left by the murderers when they encountered the tragedy of the Church.

After experiencing the tragedy of the church, the woman's heart seemed to die.

Even when he heard the insulting words Zhao Tianman said, the woman's snow eyes were still unchanged, like a cold dead person.

Li Shaoyang, who was very close to the battlefield, sensed something was wrong.

The spiritual power in Su Hanyan's body suddenly released the suppression of the injuries and allowed the spiritual power to run around.

But her power quickly poured into the depths of her dantian, and an unusual force began to brew.

"No, she's going to self-destruct!"

At this moment, Li Shaoyang was shocked.

As a saint of the five types of immortal sects, Su Hanyan was seriously injured and fled into the Beixuan Mountains after a major change. Unfortunately, she was eventually blocked by a shameless villain.

With the origins of the two, if Su Hanyan was not injured, even if his cultivation level was the same, Su Hanyan could easily deal with the local sect leader Zhao Tianman.

It’s a pity that time is fate.

If the saint is in trouble, if she is really captured alive, the fate will definitely be extremely miserable.

The best destination is to burn both jade and stone.

Unfortunately, if she dies, the Taoist tradition of Youlian Sect will be completely destroyed.

"I'm sorry, father."

After Su Hanyan spoke this sentence in his heart, he would completely detonate the power brewing in his body.

But no one expected that an accident happened at this time.

"stop!"

A roar like thunder suddenly rang out in the battlefield.

This angrily shout interrupted Su Hanyan's self-destructive behavior.
To be continued...