Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 239 Walking in Jiange
The chains activated by the blood sacrifice moved faster than the naked eye could see.

Pei Yan barely managed to parry with his sword. The moment the green bamboo sword collided with the chain, the frost pattern on the sword's blade peeled off like brittle porcelain.

Xu Yunfan saw a look of horror in the eyes of this Sword Pavilion comrade for the first time. The chain was not tied to iron rings at all, but to ninety Sword Pavilion standard nameplates!
Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow, and then it dawned on him that he understood why this Sword Pavilion Traveler was so angry.

The Sword Pavilion disciples suffered another loss of ninety men.

"Crack!"

The Green Bamboo Sword groaned and trembled, its divine weapon now covered in cracks and on the verge of collapse.

The muffled thud of Pei Yan's sternum caved in and the sound of chains breaking exploded at the same time. Before the blood, covered in ice shards, could hit the ground, it was whipped into a blood mist by the dragon's tail that followed closely behind.

This arrogant Sword Pavilion warrior flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashing seven crimson sword peaks along the way, and finally embedding himself in the obsidian wall three miles away, his whole body turned into a blood gourd.

Xu Yunfan was shocked.

This one is not dead?!
Unexpectedly, Pei Yan had entered the Body Refining Realm in this small secret realm and was not blown up by this tail whip.

He must be wearing the most advanced defensive armor!

Moreover, the sword energy unleashed by the Green Bamboo Sword is extremely astonishing, at least equivalent to a full-force strike from an ordinary Blood Exchange Realm expert.

Unfortunately, he only had the power of one sword strike.

Xu Yunfan glanced at it and then stopped paying attention, focusing instead on Pei Yan's armor. Even he, caught in the center of the dragon's tail, would not have survived without the dragon scale armor to absorb most of the force.

Qi Huan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his demonized vertical pupils trembled violently.

"go!"

Watching Xu Yunfan rush towards the stone wall inlaid with Pei Yan without hesitation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Yunfan stomped his foot, and the ground shattered, sending large amounts of soil and rocks flying in all directions like bullets.

Seeing this, Qi Huan's expression changed constantly. In the end, he also took off and followed closely behind.

It was too late to leave now. If he hadn't met Pei Yan, he would have had some ideas, but now that he had met Pei Yan again, there was no way for him to leave.

To leave this small, secret realm, one can only rely on the true disciples of top sects like Pei Yan.

"rise!"

The Thunderfire Qilin Hammer shattered the rock layer with a resounding crash. As Xu Yunfan used his shoulder as an elbow to smash through the obsidian wall, he was shocked to see Pei Yan lying among the rocks.

Pei Yan's breastplate, nestled in the crevice of the rock, was twisted into an eerie arc. His clothes were completely torn into strips, and the surface of his cracked inner armor was covered with azure spots of light resembling the Big Dipper. The inner armor hummed incessantly.

"The Sword Pavilion has quite a few ways to save their lives."

Xu Yunfan gripped Pei Yan's shoulder armor with his five fingers, and the crimson dragon coiled up his arm bone with a powerful force.

As the force surged forth, the ice crystals frozen on the stone wall spontaneously spread from the inner armor and suddenly shattered into dust.

Once he was certain that Pei Yan was still alive, Xu Yunfan grabbed his shoulder and dragged him out of the crack in the stone wall.

He glanced at Qi Huan, who had just arrived, then took a step and quickly moved away from the place.

Seeing this, Duke Huan of Qi did not hesitate and followed closely behind.

After running for three hours, Xu Yunfan suddenly stopped, and there was an endless, dark abyss ahead.

"This is the end of this little world."

Heaving breathing came from behind him, and Qi Huan took a deep breath before speaking.

Xu Yunfan stared at it quietly for a long time before finally looking away.

He randomly found a canyon nearby and casually tossed Pei Yan to the ground.

Qi Huan's expression tightened, and he quickly stepped forward to examine the body closely. He couldn't help but mutter, "Brother Xu, please be gentle. If Pei Yan is really dead, our chances of getting out are slim."

Xu Yunfan didn't care and casually said, "Don't worry, he won't die from the torment. That dragon tail knocked Pei Yan so hard that he smashed seven sword peaks, and he still didn't die. A light fall won't kill him... If he really died, then he was truly unlucky."

Qi Huan: "..."

To be called a Sword Pavilion Walker, even if the opponent is only at the Body Refining Realm, the fact that the opponent could easily unleash his power just now means that he has definitely reached a very deep level in the Body Refining Realm.

It has almost reached the point where every inch of flesh and blood is filled with energy.

Qi Huan's expression was complicated. Looking at the almost undisguised desire in Xu Yunfan's eyes, he naturally knew what the other party was planning.

""

Xu Yunfan naturally wouldn't waste his ginseng energy to treat Pei Yan, as the latter, being a member of the Sword Pavilion, certainly had many ways to protect himself.

Half a day later, when the moon was high in the sky, Pei Yan, who was unconscious, coughed violently and slowly opened his eyes. A bonfire with constantly flickering flames came into view.

The flickering light of the campfire cast three shadows on the rock wall, and the crackling sound of burning pine resin awakened the sleeping owl.

The moment Pei Yan opened his eyes, his fingertips were already on the mechanism of the ice-patterned sword sheath at his waist, but his heart sank as his Green Bamboo Sword had disappeared. It wasn't until he saw the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer hanging upside down behind Xu Yunfan that his tense shoulder blades slowly sank into the shadows.

As my gaze shifted, I was startled to see two figures sitting cross-legged by the campfire.

"woke up?"

Xu Yunfan looked up and saw Pei Yan looking over, a smile on his face.

"He really is a member of the Sword Pavilion..."

Xu Yunfan poked at the fire with a stick. Several wild game pieces were stuck in the fire, and the branches crackled and sparks flew as they were burned by the flames.

"Even with such severe injuries, he was still able to hold onto the scabbard."

Pei Yan's pupils contracted slightly.

He did indeed feel something the moment he woke up, and Xu Yunfan pointed it out, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Just as Pei Yan was about to answer, his eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze shifted. Qi Huan paused in adding firewood to the fire, and the demonic blue scales rippled across his neck.

This subtle tremor caused Pei Yan to raise his eyebrows slightly, and he naturally noticed the unusual thing about Qi Huan.

"Qi Huan was accidentally tainted by demonic energy, but he has now regained his senses."

Xu Yunfan offered a casual explanation, and then noticed the wry smile that appeared on Qi Huan's face at just the right moment.

"Brother Pei, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Pei Yan slowly shook his head, not speaking immediately, but silently guiding the internal energy to slowly circulate and repair himself.

Although he was rescued, his sharp mind made it clear that the two were uninvited guests.

At this moment, Xu Yunfan's face showed a hint of admiration.

"Brother Pei's Frost-Piercing Nineteen Forms is three points faster than the Evil Dragon's Tail Whip. If you hadn't run out of strength at the end, you might have really beheaded that evil dragon."

Pei Yan stared at the flickering flames and suddenly coughed violently.

He coughed up black blood, which splattered near the campfire, turning a few sparks into wisps of smoke.

Xu Yunfan's eyes flickered slightly, naturally realizing that Pei Yan was probably poisoned by that evil dragon.

That evil dragon was terrifyingly powerful, beyond imagination. A single drop of its venom could kill an entire city's inhabitants, but under the protection of the divine armor that Pei Yan's inner armor belonged to, its effects were greatly slowed.

When Pei Yan looked up again, his gaze fell on Qi Huan's vertical pupils, and he slowly said, "Azure scales on the throat, bloodthirst in the pupils, green skin and bull horns... It reminds me of a bull-headed demon recorded in the Sword Pavilion's collection of books."

(End of this chapter)