On the other hand, Pan Meng did not look at Xu Yan as soon as possible after entering the battlefield, but came to Wan Xianlin and looked at Qiao Xuewei, who looked deeply unconscious, anxious, "Elderly! Her injury?"
At a glance, Wan Xianlin saw the relationship between Pan Meng and Qiao Xuewei, and shook her head, "There is no danger to life for the time being. If it is recovered, it can be woke up after a few months, and the martial arts will not affect it."
"If you don't recover well?!"
Don't wait for Wan Xianlin to finish, Pan Meng has asked, he is really worried!
Wan Xianlin groaned and glanced at him deeply, saying faintly, "In front of the old man, there is no such assumption, rest assured. In addition, the old man guided by the old man himself, wait for me to come back."
Speaking, Wan Xianlin told Qiao Xuewei to turn around at the main peak of the Kowloon, but at the moment of turning, Wan Xianlin's indifferent expression was suddenly banned.
Emotions, he said, in terms of the injuries that Qiao Xuewei suffered now, it is not impossible to fully recover, but the possibility of unable to fully recover is greater. Internal injuries can be said, how much can be kept by the drug, but if it is subject to the bones, it can be suffered from the bones.
After the trauma that cannot be repaired, then even if he is unable to return to heaven, unless ... can get a breakthrough from that unsustering elixir and enhance the effect of the sacred pins, black dragon jade bones, can be solved by 99 %.
This question.
"Yun Peng ..."
Looking back at the direction of the Holy Tomb Mountain High platform, Wan Xianlin stepped into the peak protection barrier of Kowloon Peak. Diraka and Feng Chaoling carefully took Qiao Xuewei, who had been waiting for the anxiety outside the peak barrier, and a little exploring.
The expression of a person was gloomy.
"Elder, this ..."
Diraka looked at Wan Xianlin with a good face, and Wan Xianlin sighed lightly, turning her hands to Diraka's two medicine bottles, one red and one black, and it was with the Thunder Steel (one of the players of Thunder Temple)
The elixir that finally swallowed was completely consistent.
"Blood blood condensing the marrow, black dragon jade bone."
Looking at the essence of two bottles of elixir, Diraka exposes a little joy. This level of elixir at this level cannot be refined even Ling Hai. It is rumored that its medicine is powerful. Even the broken bones can be repaired.
There is saving. However, Wan Xianlin will give him the two bottles of elixir, which also shows that Qiao Xuewei's injury is really too heavy. Thinking of this, Diraka quickly greeted Feng Chao Ming.
Holding Qiao Xuewei's injury; others also quickly gathered around when they saw this, but before they saw a few glances, they were sent back by Feng Chaoming.
The war situation must not be controlled. He must bear the responsibility of the leader, and as one of the few people who look at the situation in the World War I, he can almost determine that Pan Meng won, and the hope is slim.
one person.
Nympho
"Are you the one who is not afraid of death?"
With a smile of evil, Xu Xun's lightly wrote to the anger Pan Meng, and said at the same time, while talking about the posture of Pan Meng.
Pan Yan sinking his face, waving a huge double -edged Tomahawk from the void.
Xu Xun's eyes had been given away by Qiao Xuewei who flew towards them, and looked back and smiled, "There is a bit of momentum in tone, but can you do it?"
After throwing this sentence, Xu Yan, who was huge, bowed his waist again, and pressed his hands with his hands in the void steadily. A pair of slender legs had entered the "hunting" posture!
Seeing this, Pan Meng did not come to be swept by a strong dangerous atmosphere, and did not know if he was illusory. In his pupils, Xu Yan became increasingly no sense of presence.
Xuanqing Antlers!
"Ah!"
It seemed that Pan Meng was not concentrated, and Wan Xianlin clearly cleared his throat to remind him, and then said, "Participants' registration number!"
Pan Meng suddenly looked back, and realized that he was soaked with cold sweat in the absence. What was he just doing? When he was so important, he lost his mind, is it crazy?!
"Holy Tomb Mountain Pan Meng, participate in the war."
Over the presence, Pan Meng secretly appreciated Wan Xianlin. If it wasn't for his reminder, he would probably die at the beginning of the battle!
"whispering sound!"
A glance at Wan Xianlin coldly at a glance at a glance; Wan Xianlin couldn't blame him. After all, he did do something extra.
Forget it, thinking so, Wan Xianlin stemmed by the two sides, saying, "Battle starts!"
"!"
The words fell, and Pan Meng only felt the glare in front of him. In the next second, Xu Yan, who had been firmly locked by him, had disappeared. It was almost subconscious. Pan Meng turned to look behind him.
At first glance, it was really filled with a pair of huge antlers!
"null!"
Until then, Xu Yan's burst of empty empty sounds spread into the hearing late, and the position of the divergent energy of the half of the battlefield appeared on the peak barrier behind him!
"When did you change your position?!"
Pan Mengqian's consciousness in fear wanted to lift the giant ax to block this impact that was full of destruction, but when he passed this subconscious to the limbs, the pair of huge antlers was left.
Semi -meter.
"Aiming at the head? Do you really want to kill me?"
This scene was now realized how recklessly he didn't care about all the battlefields; realized how ignorant he was released, and realized that the distance between life and death could be short to this level.
Only half a meter, this distance can't even say that the word abstain is said.
"It's too late ..."
At this point, Pan Meng closed his eyes tightly, but did not want to give up at his side, when he completely gave up, he struck the skin of the skin along his side face, cutting the cheeks and the sound of whistling.
It is far from the distance, and he himself, at this time being led by an invisible force.
"boom!!"
The roar was burst, pulled Pan Meng's consciousness from the blankness, and slowly opened his eyes. The familiar white robe in Wan Xianlin, and twisted the neck from the edge of the peak barrier, walking over the edge of the barrier to the edge of the barrier.
Xu Yan!
After shooting the back neck, Xu Yan angrily looked at Wan Xianlin, who entered the field again, was impatient, "I said old things, what do you mean?"
Wan Xianlin frowned, obviously he had a disrespect for Xu Yan's disrespect, so he looked cold, "This sentence will return to you in the original husband, just hit you just?"
Xu Yan sneered, "One meaning, ordinary attack."
Wan Xianlin replied, "In the same way, the old man is just a normal performance responsibility."
Xu Yan stared at Wan Xianlin tightly.
Wan Xianlin looked at Xu Yan indifferently; after ten seconds, Xu Yan smiled suddenly, "What about the result of this battle?"
"Of course you win." Wan Xianlin replied.
After listening, Xu Xun glanced at Pan Meng like the dog who was funeral, "You recovered a life, but this life will be repaid by the next person."
"?"
Pan Meng was shocked from his heart, but he didn't want to fall in Xu Yan's words. A dark shadow appeared silently on the side of Xu Yan's body.