I will not recognize the debt of the previous life!

Act V: With these two eyes and a hundred arms or a thousand hands, you can't guard against it ([-])

The enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other, how can there be anything to say?

Shen Yan turned his wrist and stabbed with the sword.

The sword is an ordinary sword, but it is menacing, like Mount Tai crashing down.Everyone only saw the sword coming, and even every shadow of the sword was clearly burned in their pupils, but under the momentum of the sword, their palms were sweating and they couldn't move.

Ling Ming didn't evade, the long sword in his hand let out a weng cry, and took the sword abruptly.

Shen Yan was slightly surprised.Being able to catch the sword meant that Ling Ming's cultivation level was no longer inferior to his. He looked carefully, and then he felt the evil spirit from Ling Ming's clan. Dissecting the inner alchemy of monsters and refining elixir to increase cultivation is also heresy in the immortal sect and is cast aside.Shumo has always taught him to be upright and upright, but he never expected him to fall to this point.Then he sneered again in his heart, he could even stab his own master, what else could he not do?

While distracted, Ling Ming's Jian Feng came in front of him, and Shen Yan quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

Ling Ming's sword was as fierce as a tiger and wolf, fast and sharp, it hurt his vitals.Shen Yan bullied him so he couldn't see it, piercing his most sensitive eyes, giving up the last trace of his cultivation, the rain dripped from their thick black hair, the shadow of the sword swayed in the misty rain, the past grievances had to be settled with their lives .

This battle lasted for a long time, and the rain poured down on them. Shen Yan glanced at the people lying aside who didn't even have an umbrella to cover the rain. He was obviously a little impatient. With more than half of the monster power, Ling Ming's cultivation base is far superior to him now, as long as there are no obvious flaws, he will be exhausted.His heart twitched, and the sword in his hand was confused for a moment, but Ling Ming saw through it in the blink of an eye, and pierced his chest with the sword without hesitation.

Everyone felt dazzled, but when they finally saw it clearly, they saw Shen Yan being stabbed with a sword and blood gushing from his chest.

This is a rare opportunity in a century, Ling Ming knows that monsters have strong vitality, and Shen Yan's kung fu will quickly repair his body, so he will never give him a chance to breathe.He raised a sword and stabbed Shen Yan's throat.

However, the sword was bounced away.

The moment he struck, the one-foot-three-foot-long soul-repressing gun in Xu Mo's hand suddenly shrank to the thickness of a ink pen. With a flick of his wrist, the ink dots flew into the air and transformed into a black blade, which bounced off his sword.Some subordinates wanted to step forward to help, dozens of ink blades cut their throats like eyes, turned into a wall of knives, blocking the rest of the personalities, killing more than a dozen people in an instant.

Seeing that Xu Mo had stood up in the rain, two lines of tears flowed down from his closed eyes like lead water, and he whispered a name in his mouth.

"Yanyan..."

Everyone was shocked, and Ling Ming also frowned. Regardless of the numb wrist just now, he took a step forward and exclaimed, "Master? Is it you?!"

Before he got close, he was cut by the outermost knife, and the blade left an ink mark on his black and yellow sleeve robe. He knew that the ink mark was also pierced into the flesh under the torn clothes, and his entire arm could not be used. When he was exhausted, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to remove Shen Yan first.

There is no shortage of hopeful masters here, at this time someone exclaimed: "His Qi moves very strangely, a bit like a monster..."

Although Ling Ming couldn't see, she could still feel the flow of Qi.He "looked" at Xu Mo, but saw that the energy in his body was continuously gushing out from the dantian, as if it was inexhaustible, and the direction was also very strange.A hundred years ago, when Shumo used all his strength to fight, he was also seen to be going the same way as a monster. In addition, most of the spells he used were self-created, so he was accused of using black magic.

At this time, Xu Mo shook the pen in his hand and drew a word in the air. The person who tried to break through and approached Shen Yan was hit hard, and the golden light covered his body.The disciples under his command went to check his breath, and he was already dead.

Ling Ming was startled, and only then realized that he was still in a coma, unconscious, but knew that Shen Yan was in danger, so he could only kill everyone who approached Shen Yan.

Shen Yan stared blankly at the person standing in front of him, he bled a lot and felt dizzy, but no matter how dazed he was, how could he not feel how familiar the aura surrounding him was?

How long have you not seen me?How long has it been since I heard your voice?

Book ink.

Ling Ming was also slightly stunned. Ever since his vision was blocked, he was always surrounded by darkness, but this time he seemed to see Master's voice and smile again.He settled down, quickly pinched his fingers and chanted a mantra, separated a few phantoms, and approached Shen Yan from all directions with a small amount of primordial spirit.

Xu Mo's body instinctively cast a spell to prevent the phantom from approaching.

His guess was confirmed. Since he has no consciousness, the perception of danger should rely on Qi.In order to protect Shen Yan, he will mobilize a large amount of all Yang Qi to prevent strangers from approaching, so the speed of Yang Qi loss is also very fast.Ling Ming then ordered to use phantoms to consume his cultivation, and wait for his cultivation to be exhausted.

There is no reason to speak of success or failure by seizing the opponent's weakness and attacking.After a while, Xu Mo's mouth overflowed with blood, and his face became paler.But he wasn't conscious, and even then he didn't stop.

Shen Yan finally saw his purpose, immediately widened his eyes angrily, pointed at him and shouted angrily: "You bastard who deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors! I will definitely kill you!" The sword hurt his heart and lungs just now, and he coughed again in anxiety , hoping that the injury would heal sooner, but although the wound on the chest that was almost pierced was no longer bleeding, it was still bloody and bloody, and it hurt even if it moved.

Ling Ming seemed to have never heard of it, and still looked at Xu Mo's rapidly fading anger, and hesitated at this moment.Maybe it's because the current situation is too similar to a hundred years ago, or maybe it's because he remembered the scene when he was young, when ink fell from the sky, and he suddenly waved his hand to order his subordinates to retreat, and the murderous aura dissipated.

The rain seems to have stopped, the wind has also calmed down, only the dark clouds still hanging over the head.

Xu Mo stood motionless on the spot, standing like a statue.

"I won't kill him. Master, excessive consumption of Yang Qi is not good for you."

The next moment, his figure flickered, and he fell backwards without warning. Shen Yan hurriedly let go of his hand covering his chest and put him into his arms.The eyes of the person in his arms were closed tightly, his breath was weak, and his face was even paler. He shook worriedly, and Xu Mo's head dropped powerlessly, falling into his arms.

His face overlapped with the appearance of Shumo in his memory when he was about to die, Shen Yan felt as if his heart had been hit hard, and suddenly remembered that the human body is very fragile.He couldn't tell whether it was illusion or reality for a while, but he became afraid, he didn't care about his white clothes being stained with mud, he didn't care about thinking about who he was hugging, he hugged him tightly, patted him and shook him regardless, " How are you? Are you okay? Are you talking?" Xu Mo didn't feel relieved until he frowned and made an inaudible response.

At this time, the subordinates of Xianmeng wanted to take away the person in his arms, Shen Yan immediately hugged Xu Mo tighter vigilantly, raised his hand with the strength he had just recovered, and the sword in his hand turned into white light and flew straight towards Ling Mingzuo Ling Ming narrowly dodged it and nailed a sword to the tree behind him.

Ling Ming's murderous intentions arose again, and he said patiently: "I only promise not to kill you, but I must take him back."

Shen Yan thought that he must have obtained sorcery from nowhere, and wanted to brainwash Xu Mo into his previous life, and immediately said angrily: "Why do you treat him like this?"

Ling Ming asked in a cold voice: "Whatever he does has nothing to do with you. Shen Yan, do you only care about him and not my master?"

Shen Yan never thought about this question, and was momentarily stumped.In a trance, Ling Ming raised his finger and took Xu Mo away from his arms. Shen Yan seemed to want to say something, but he had no position to stop him. He could only watch helplessly as he was brought back by the Taiyi Immortal League.

Theoretically speaking, after death, fate will be dispersed.Reincarnation is equivalent to the reshaping of the soul, and because of different experiences, the personality will be very different from the previous life.In this case, it is difficult for the love relationship in the previous life to accept the lover who has changed greatly. Because the relationship is scattered, it is also difficult for the reincarnated person to reconnect with the lover in the previous life.

Therefore, when he saw Xu Mo, he just asked about his situation, without making too many plans, and even he himself didn't understand why the current situation came about by accident.

However, when Shumo died, it was true that he was sad and painful, and it was true that he didn’t want to hurt Xu Mo. It was true that he couldn’t help but compare them. When he speaks, he will be angry because of him, and he can't help but want to bully him, it's all true.

These feelings seem to be contradictory, but they exist at the same time.

Shen Yan sat in a daze, the rabbit jumped around him and wanted to pounce on him, he thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

The rain stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed, and the sunny light reflected mottled light on the potholes and water stains on the ground.He suddenly noticed something not far away was overflowing with glass-like light, which hurt his eyes, he picked it up, it was a jade pendant, he remembered seeing it on Xu Mo, it should be just now fell during the fight.

In the blink of an eye, countless pictures flooded into my mind.

Guanchen Mountain Forbidden Area, Dao Discussion Conference, Wuxin Valley, Wutong Town Lost God Formation, Feather Clan's Confession, the Battle of the Broken Bridge, the whole night in his arms, the earth-shattering kiss beside the jumping bonfire... A series of memories finally came to an end. See you again.

Only then did he realize that they were not strangers, they had known each other for a long time, and they had experienced a lot.

Naturally, the fate can't be continued if it is scattered, but it can give birth to a new fate.

Amnesia time and time again, falling in love with the same person time and time again, is not due to the light curling front that disappears in a blow, but every time he loses memory, he is by his side and never leaves one day.

He hugged his head that was so painful that it was about to burst, and passed out in the extreme pain and stimulation.