Chapter 2257: Xiao Fan is here

"Qing Ming!"

Fairy Yurou let out a sorrowful shout, and the shadow trembled, rushing towards Qing Ming with extreme speed, her beautiful eyes already filled with tears.

Fairy Yurou looked at Qing Ming, who was full of flesh and blood, and was extremely sad. She trembling hands slowly picked up Qing Ming's head, relying on her arms.

"I, I'm fine." Qing Ming lay in Fairy Yurou's arms, with a gratified smile on his face, and said weakly: "Help me up."

Yurou now helped Qing Ming to stand up hard, and she found that Qing Ming's body was no longer his own.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Qing Ming. They wanted to see if Qing Ming got the qualification order. If he didn't get it, Yu Wenxian would definitely not let Mo Lin go.

Fairy Yurou supported Qing Ming's body, Qing Ming raised his right hand with difficulty, and in his hand, was holding a fluorescent jade order.

"He got it!" The crowd watched in surprise at Qing Ming being able to obtain the qualification order in this situation. Qing Ming's strength is not ordinary horror.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the crowd fell on Yuwenxian, they all wanted to see Yuwenxian's angry appearance.

Qing Ming got the qualification order, that is to say, this game is over here, and Mo Lin's life is saved.

however……

Yu Wenxian still had an icy smile on his face, and grinned: "The time for half a cup of tea has passed!"

When the voice fell, the executioner beside him lifted his sword and fell, slashing towards Mo Lin.

"Stop!" Qing Ming roared loudly, his body competing for Fairy Yurou's support, but he fell directly to the ground. At this moment, he couldn't even stand up.

"Take care!" Mo Lin called towards Fairy Qing Ming and Yurou, with a smile on his face from beginning to end, as if he had already seen life and death.

Why didn't Qing Ming know that Yu Wenxian just wanted to torture them to death, even if he got the qualification order, so what?

Although he still held a trace of luck in his heart, he did not expect that Yu Wenxian was really so mean.

"No!" Seeing that the executioner's knife fell, Qing Ming and Fairy Yurou shouted at the same time, the two were almost desperate.

The corpse prince looked gloomy and terrifying, but even if he wanted to make a move, it was definitely too late. Yu Wenxian was by Mo Lin's side, and their strength was equal. He could not rescue Mo Lin from Yu Wenxian.

Seeing that the executioner's knife was about to approach Mo Lin's head, the crowd seemed to have seen Mo Lin being smashed by a slash, and many people closed their eyes unbearably.

however!

At this very moment, a flash of light flicked through the eyes of the crowd, as if coming through time and space, at an extreme speed.

Clang! The executioner's knife suddenly broke and split into two. The wind of the knife slashed Mo Lin's head, cutting off a few strands of **** hair.

At the same time, the flashing speed did not reduce by a minute, and once again penetrated the executioner's eyebrows, the executioner's eyebrows split, and blood burst out.

This scene happened so quickly that everyone present did not recover. Even Yu Wenxian did not expect that someone would save Mo Lin, not to mention someone who could kill him under his nose.

"Who?" Yu Wenxian exclaimed angrily, and one of his subordinates' swords lay on Mo Lin's neck again.

At this moment, everyone present didn't know why, looking around blankly, they wanted to see who actually killed Yu Wenxian.

You know, Yu Wenxian is the first person of the same age in the 13th sect of the Nine Houses, and the person who can kill him in the air, this strength is not ordinary horror.

For some reason, for the first time in many people's minds, they recalled a long and slender figure at the same time. It was a young man who was slightly thin, but gave people an extremely stalwart feeling.

Tuk! Tuk!

After a moment of silence, there was a sound of footsteps, and the crowd's eyes suddenly turned to the source of the sound. There, I don't know when a young man in a black robe appeared.

The black-robed young man carried a person in his hand and walked step by step toward the flat ground on the top of the mountain like a chicken. His long black hair was flying in the wind, exuding an incomparably powerful breath.

He walked very lightly every step, but the sound of his footsteps was like thunder that shocked everyone's hearts.

"Xiao, Xiao Fan!" someone exclaimed, revealing the identity of the black robe youth.

Many people were shocked that Xiao Fan's strength had reached such a terrifying state. No wonder Jianzi used Xiao Fan to threaten Yuwenxian before.

Yu Wenxian looked at Xiao Fan with a cold expression. When he saw the figure in Xiao Fan's hand, he already understood what was going on.

The person Xiao Fan was holding was not someone else, but Zhu Xuan.

At this moment, Xiao Fan undoubtedly became the focus of the audience, but his eyes fell only on Qing Ming, even if he didn't even look at the Mo Lin he had just saved.

The audience is like time and space still, only Xiao Fan is detached from it.

After a while, Xiao Fan came to Qing Ming's side, Qing Ming looked at Xiao Fan tremblingly, and water mist appeared in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

Qing Ming never dreamed that Xiao Fan could become the savior of Youyun Mansion. He always thought that Xiao Fan was very strong, but he was on par.

But until now, he didn't know the gap between himself and Xiao Fan.

"Xiao Fan, please save Mo Lin." Qing Ming said with a trembling, his legs softened, and he knelt directly toward the ground.

But there was a strong force supporting him, and he couldn't kneel down no matter how hard he was.

Xiao Fan didn't speak, but took out an elixir and stuffed it into Qing Ming's mouth. At the same time, turning his hands, several golden streams of light shot into Qing Ming's body.

"Look at him for me." Xiao Fan threw Zhu Xuan in his hands on the ground like a dead dog. Before Fairy Qing Ming and Yurou would react, he turned his head and walked in the direction where Yu Wenxian was.

Opening his hand, a demon sword shining with purple blood suddenly appeared in his hand, which was naturally the Shura sword.

The aura on Xiao Fan looked plain, but it gave people a terrifying feeling, especially the dark eyes, like the abyss of death.

"Xiao Fan, do you want to save him?" Yu Wenxian looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer. He knew that Xiao Fan's strength was very strong, but it was impossible to save Mo Lin from his hands.

"Are you afraid of death?" Xiao Fan ignored Yu Wenxian, but looked at Mo Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

Mo Lin opened his swollen and **** eyes, looked directly at Xiao Fan's eyes, and suddenly grinned and said, "I'm afraid of death, but I'm more afraid of being alive!"

When Xiao Fan heard the words, a mouthful of white teeth suddenly appeared. The crowd didn't know why Xiao Fan and Mo Lin meant.

However, in the next moment, they understood what Xiao Fan meant.

As soon as Mo Lin's words fell, Xiao Fan suddenly turned into a flash of light, carrying the Asura sword and rushing into the crowd of Tiandu Mansion like a rainbow, like a wolf entering a flock.

Huhu!

Sharp and solemn sword aura erupted from the crowd, the sky was full of sword aura cutting through the void, and many broken arms and limbs flew up into the sky, screaming endlessly. "He, he doesn't want to kill all the people in Tiandufu, right?" Someone in the crowd opened in horror, almost exploding his scalp.