Nine Star Burden

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"What did we hear? Is that a roar from Xie Ye? Is that quiet young man? It's incredible! I never heard him speak out loud ..." host Ma Ke said in astonishment.

Ye Xunyang was also a little confused: "Should ... be Xie Ye, right?"

Ma Kezai carefully looked at the battlefield and looked at the screen, but no matter how you looked at it, the layers of black flames wrapped Jiang Xiao and Xie Yan in it, making it difficult to see what was happening inside.

Ma Ke: "The black flames blocked our view, please audience friends ... Ah! Xiaopi is out!"

Bell ~

Accompanied by a crisp and pleasing bell, Jiang Xiao held the bell in front of her with one hand and the giant blade in front of her with one hand and flew out.

The black flames almost covered the midfield range, and it was still spreading around. Unexpectedly, with the sound of hunting sounds fist bombarded, layers of black flames appeared like black clouds and appeared above the midfield. Five meters away.

These black flames obstruct, intercept, and burn the falling rain water, and the water vapor is diffused. In fact, the entire midfield is also filled with water vapor, but the thick black flames just cover it.

Snapped! Snapped!

Xie Wei's body shook and stepped on the wet turf.

He grabbed his hair with his hands and whitened his knuckles. Compared to the mental trauma, the pain in his body was almost numb at this time.

And Jiang Xiao, who was flied out of the Heiyan area, arched his legs slightly, landed on the ground steadily, holding the blade in one hand, and stubbornly stuck in the turf, alleviating his backward slipping momentum.

And Jiang Xiao's other hand was exactly the same as Xie Yi's, pressing her head firmly.

It hurts.

The black flame obviously did not burn on him, but seemed to crawl in his body, like anthrax, burning every inch of his skin, every bone, and every drop of blood.

"Uh ..." Jiang Xiao moaned in pain, Xie Yun, what are you doing? Can the human body really tolerate this level of pain?

Are you fighting with your life?

Burning jade?

Coming to the same end, not only in a fierce self-explosion scene.

There are many ways to achieve the same result. For example, Jiang Xiao is now able to move with the endurance of diamond level, but every time he takes a step, even if he hooks his fingers, his stinging nerve will feed back endless pain .

Xie Yan is raising his pain level infinitely. If he goes on like this, maybe he will really burn himself to death like the black flame in Black Rock Mountain.

Jiang Xiao threw it in silence. This time, Xie Yuan may have been greatly affected and did not shuttle in time.

This silence finally extinguished the flame on him!

Without Xie Yun's astral support, it will be sooner or later to disperse the dark sky, but due to inertia, the dark sky burning continues.

The burst of silence in Jiang Xiao's hands caught Xie Yi, no matter which direction he moved, he would be shrouded in silence.

The scorching black flame finally dissipated, tears and rain were still falling, and Xie Yu in the distant field, mad left and right, like a headless fly.

Jiang Xiaomin noticed that his eyes were slightly white ...

!! !! !!

Has he lost consciousness? Who controls his body?

Jiang Xiao immediately stopped the heavy rain, and a beam of blessing aimed at Xie Yi and threw it over.

Uh ...

Xie Yan fled away abruptly, her wet hair fluttered with drops of water, her eyes turned white, her mouth spit with white mist, and rushed to Jiang Xiao madly.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Xiao also rushed forward hurriedly, beams of beams of blessings fell, and the frequency was extremely fast, almost leaving Xie Yi's trajectory, but failed to contaminate him.

Huh!

A burst of silence was thrown directly in the center, and the two people who approached quickly did not deliberately avoid, but plunged into the realm of silence.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sharp and heavy fist, the slamming of the giant blade on the giant blade, and Jiang Xiao's giant blade is like a close-knit dagger, so flexible and quick, appear in the best position every time.

In these few seconds in the field of silence, everyone saw a world-class close-up offensive and defensive battle.

Fist and giant blade, one attack and one defense.

Jiang Xiao looked at his pale eyes, but his heart was cold.

at last! Time for silence!

brush!

Jiang Xiao threw out his blessing for the first time.

The first time Xie Yan filled the black flames, a punch hit the steel blade that Jiang Xiaoheng was in front of.

Huh!

Jiang Xiao felt only a burst of powerful force, and his body was blown out directly, and the steel fragments of the giant blade swept the ground.

And the black flame diffused figure was also strong and shrouded in a pillar of blessed light.

"Uh ... keke, uh ..." Xie Yan's body wobbled, standing in the beam of light, her arms hanging down naturally, and the broken black fist band flowing down. Drops of blood dripped into the green lawn.

The beam of blessing continues.

噗通.

Xie Xuan's knees softened, and he fell to the ground, splashing water, but facing upwards, opened his mouth, and shouted, "Ahhhhh!"

This is the second time Jiang Xiao has seen such a scene. Among the blessings, the person who can so shout out is exactly a creature, the last one, or the black flame in the Black Rock Mountains.

Bell ~ bell ~ bell ~

Jiang Xiao flickered directly in front of Xie Yuan, a crisp and pleasant bell sounded, and a jumping medical light wave shuttled back and forth between the two, repairing Xie Yuan's scarred body and calming his complicated emotions.

With the addition of Zhong Ling, Xie Yi's complex hissing voice finally stopped, and seemed to calm down quickly.

The bell in Jiang Xiao's hand was still blinking, and did not mean to stop, soothing Xie Yun's mind frantically.

In this 21 into 11 world stage, there was such a weird scene. Everyone knows that Jiang Xiaopi is healing his opponent.

Ye Xunyang covered her mouth with one hand, her voice trembling, "Is it over? Xie Ye's athletes are in a very poor state of mind, and they seem to be unable to continue fighting."

Ma Ke suddenly shouted, "Jiang Xiaopi is about to end this battle! He appeared behind Xie Yi!"

On the playing field, Jiang Xiao stood behind kneeling Xie Yan, threw silence directly at his feet, and quickly leaned down, grasping his neck and buckle with one hand.

Xie's body also struggled violently.

"Everyone has their own story. I don't know what happened to you." Jiang Xiao was lying on his back, and his body was locked on Xie Yi's body, thinking silently in his heart, "I took out my strength and showed With respect for you, this is everything I can do. "

The series of innumerable platinum bells just now had the effect they should have, and completely calmed Xie's mind.

Regardless of his body or mind, Xie Yan gradually stabilized, his eyes gradually returned to normal, but he was still confused, full of endless sadness and guilt.

Xie Yan's eyes were confused, as if trying to remember everything that had just happened, but the reality did not allow him to look for memories.

After a while of suffocation, Xie Yi grabbed Jiang Xiao's arm with one hand, and tried to pull down, with a small movement of the body, turned over hard, lying on his back, and smashed Jiang Xiao's body directly Under the body.

But Jiang Xiao's hands and legs did not show any signs of slackness, and Xie Yan seemed to be struggling to death, shaking wildly from side to side, with a smaller and smaller range.

If there is no qualitative difference in strength, it is difficult to break open the already formed bare twisted buckle.

"I'll take this with you." Jiang Xiao meditated in his heart again, the tighter the arms, the tighter the arms ...

A few seconds later, Xie Xuan's body was slightly stiff, and he took the palm of Jiang Xiao's arm tightly, slowly slackened, completely relaxed.

"Beep! Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded quickly, "Huaxia, No. 4, victory!"

Jiang Xiao hurriedly released Xie Tiao and climbed back two steps. The area of ​​silence had already dissipated. He hurriedly raised his hand, and a beam of light of blessing came down to restore Xie Tiao's vitality.

The medical team on the sideline quickly ran in, but Xie Xuan had no scars on his body. He just passed out because of asphyxia and hypoxia.

With a cloud of mist covering Xie Ting's head, 3 seconds later, Xie Ting suddenly opened his eyes.

"Cough, cough, uh ..." Xie Yanyang was lying on the green lawn, and as the fog disappeared, he coughed and felt the beauty of the air pouring into his lungs, oncoming , But it is a holy beam of light.

The medical team looked at each other, and Jiang Xiao wiped a wet face and squeezed over.

He has the patience of a diamond level, and is really extremely tolerant before he is qualified to be sober. And Jiang Xiao knows that Xie Yan's pain effect that he has infinitely improved with melanitis may have exceeded the limit of human tolerance.

Until the end

Jiang Xiao didn't even know whether Xie Yan was hurting his opponent or punishing himself ...

Xie Yan's brain was muddled, his eyes blurred.

In the middle of the night, Xie Yan seemed to see a familiar figure standing beside himself, leaning down, and holding out the rough big hand.

Xie Yan blinked hard, his eyes gradually gained some focus, the familiar old face turned into a small round cheek, the rough hand in fantasy, also became the palm of a young man.

Xie Yan hesitated, slowly stretched out his palm, and grasped Jiang Xiao's right hand tightly.

With Jiang Xiao pulling hard, Xie Yan stood up.

A crowd of tens of thousands of audiences was filled with tide-like applause. Xie Yi silently looked at the audience in all directions, looked at the faces of Chinese people full of encouragement and recognition, and listened to the sincere applause.

Xie Yan looked up and looked at the gray sky.

Jiang Xiao waved his hands around and stepped out.

"You pulled me back." Xie Ye's voice suddenly passed from behind him.

As soon as Jiang Xiao stopped, the medical team had retreated. Only him and Xie Xuan were nearby. Jiang Xiao took it for granted that Xie Xun was talking to himself.

Jiang Xiao recalled the last pulling action, turned his head and said, "I pulled you‘ up ’.”

Only to find Xie Yan looked up, looking at the hazy sky, murmured to himself.

Jiang Xiao pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Like Tong Jiangxiao's meditation before, everyone has their own story, and he doesn't know what Xie Yi experienced.

Jiang Xiao is just working hard,

Step by step,

One stroke at a time, writing his own story.