Chapter 489 The Sword Pattern on the Forehead

A white cyclone like a sword swept through his body, destroying it arbitrarily. If it weren't for the protection of another mysterious force, the vast cold would have been destroyed.

Is that... Sword Qi? !

Yun Qingyan frowned slightly.

She had heard before that in the Great Thousand World, there are also Yuan practitioners who do not follow the path of elemental cultivation. They use swords as weapons to transform Yuan Power into another extremely sharp power - Sword Qi.

They are pursuing the most concise and neat one-shot kill, and their attacks have always been known for their sharpness and power!

Who did Guanghan meet? Being able to transform sword energy with Yuan force... The opponent's cultivation base is definitely more than just a Tian Yuan division!

And... why did the other party want to do something to an adopted son of Yunfu for no reason?

Questions arose in Yun Qingyan's heart, her right hand rested on Guanghan's tendons, and once again sent him the vitality of Qinglianzi from Kuhai.

Although the recovery effect was not good due to the blocking of that mysterious force, it was better than nothing.

It was not until the energy of life that the Qinglianzi had just generated was exhausted, Yun Qingyan stopped the move to continue to transmit power.

She gently pulled the thin quilt to Guang Han, then closed the door and left.

In the room, the young man with his eyes closed suddenly moved his hands and grabbed the sheets tightly!

An invisible cyclone was generated, blowing the hair between his eyebrows, his face distorted, as if suffering great pain, between the cold eyebrows, a black long sword pattern, like a star in the dark night, flashed. Hidden, looming.

The black edge shot out from the pattern of the long sword, and shot all around, and a very thin and deep sword mark appeared on the wall in an instant.

The sword mark, as thin as a hair, is hard to see with the naked eye, but it penetrates directly from the wall, showing that its penetrating power is amazing!

This vision only appeared for three seconds, and then disappeared without a trace.

And Guanghan's painful face gradually calmed down as the vision disappeared...

On the way back from Guanghan Courtyard, Yun Qingyan asked someone to bring hot water to him by the way.

It is really uncomfortable to be sticky and greasy. She plans to warm the bitter sea green lotus seeds tonight, and tomorrow she will use the strength of life to warm Guanghan's internal injuries.

The degree of his internal injury, the general medicinal herbs are not effective, the internal organs have been destroyed, and the medicinal power of the medicinal herbs cannot be absorbed well.

However, what is the mysterious power in his body? Yun Qingyan didn't rush back to the courtyard, but thought about it while walking on the path.

Under the envelope of that mysterious power, if she hadn't used her spiritual sense to investigate in addition to her pulse, she would have thought that Guanghan would be fine.

The guard who guarded her told her that the doctor said that Guang Han was in good health. I am afraid that the doctor just checked the pulse and asked her, so he didn't find anything unusual about Guang Han.

When Yun Qingyan returned to the courtyard, he happened to meet the person who brought hot water.

"Miss?" Those people looked at Yun Qingyan with bitter faces, helpless expressions on their faces.

There is such a big lion crouched in front of the eldest lady's door, they can't get in.

"Just leave it at the door, I'll take it in by myself, you can go back." Yun Qingyan didn't embarrass them, she waved her hand.

It's just a few buckets of water, it's a piece of cake for her after body quenching.

She clenched her fist, and there was a crackling sound.

After her physique has been improved, the strength of her bones and muscles has also been greatly improved. Now, even without Yuan Li, she can smash a piece of bluestone with one punch.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Those people also knew that a few buckets of water were not worth mentioning to Yuan Zhe, so they respectfully put down the buckets and left.