Bu Jingyun's left arm was corroded by the Qilin blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood blisters appeared. The skin was torn and the smell of barbecue was emitting...
Bu Jingyun was in a cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't say a word.
"Ah!" Mingyue exclaimed, and came over to help Bu Jingyun and treat his injuries.
"Don't worry about Bu Jingyun, he's fine, make the Qilin arm first."
Seeing that the severely injured Fire Qilin turned around and wanted to run deeper into the cave, Li Mu pulled out the two arms stuck in his back, left Master Feng, and rushed towards the Fire Qilin.
The Fire Qilin was bleeding, and he didn't want this precious blood to be wasted.
Bu Jingyun had the Qilin arm, but Zuo Ting didn't have one yet!
Jian Chen frowned slightly, and Li Mu's words that he valued things more than people made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Brother Feng, don't worry about me. Take this opportunity to kill the Fire Kirin."
Bu Jingyun gritted his teeth. His arm was treated with incorruptible materials. Although it was drenched with Kirin blood, it healed very quickly.
Unlike Yu Yue, who had to endure for a month and the hard skin of the burns fell off before he got the Kirin arm.
Bu Jingyun's Kirin arm turned into a normal arm at a speed visible to the naked eye. The burnt muscles turned red, the skin turned white, and the blood bubbles disappeared.
In a short time.
His arm returned to normal.
Mingyue, who had just rushed over, was stunned by this magical scene!
Nie Feng also remembered the magical features of the Tianjimen's arms. After a slight pause, he turned around and rushed towards the Fire Kirin again.
The Fire Kirin had been severely injured. If he didn't take the opportunity to kill it, when would he?
He wanted to inherit the will of his ancestors and eliminate harm for the martial arts world.
The injured Fire Kirin seemed to be crazy, ramming around, trying to get rid of the Wushuang Sword stuck in its body.
Without Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's restraint, Jian Chen was at a loss and couldn't control it at all.
After a while.
Li Mu, holding his two arms, brushed the shield all the way and ran over.
He endured the high temperature and carefully approached the wound of the Fire Kirin, trying to make the arm in his hand into a Kirin arm.
Others were trying to kill the Fire Kirin.
But Li Mu's ultimate mission was to obtain the Kirin arm.
He was not sure whether the blood of the Fire Kirin would still be useful after it died. It would always be right to make a few more Kirin arms while it was still alive.
"Jian Chen, don't just focus on hitting it, take out the prepared arm and bleed!"
Li Mu brushed the shield, approached the wound of the Fire Kirin, stretched out his arm, received some Kirin blood, and jumped away quickly.
With a pseudo-immortal body, he can endure the high temperature of the Fire Kirin, but he is afraid that the Kirin blood will splash on him.
Although Kirin blood can rapidly improve personal strength, it is crazy blood. It is hard to tell when he will become insane after being stimulated!
He is a dream maker and needs a clear mind to complete tasks.
He does not want to be contaminated by Kirin blood, which has great side effects.
"Brother Li, I think you have put the cart before the horse. You should insert the Wushuang Sword into it and kill the Fire Kirin before talking about the Kirin Arm." Jian Chen attracted the attention of the Fire Kirin so that it would not hurt Li Mu, who was unarmed and only wanted to use his arm to catch blood, while persuading him.
It will spray blood!
Li Mu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Let's make the Kirin Arm first. I have to be responsible for Senior Brother Zuo. The Kirin Arm is extremely powerful. Making more of them can benefit the world! Brother Jian Chen, if your arm is broken in the future, you can also connect a Kirin Arm. It's better to be prepared!"
Jian Chen was speechless, the sword light flashed, and he still insisted on killing the Fire Kirin first.
In this period of time, Li Mu has already sprinkled half of his arm with Kirin blood.
In theory.
If the arm is stained with a little Kirin blood, a Kirin Arm can be made.
But Li Mu is a stubborn person. He wants to sprinkle the whole arm with Kirin blood.
See if he can make a more perfect Kirin Arm. If he doesn't give it to Zuo Ting, he will use it for self-defense.
So, the smell of barbecue spread again.
Jian Chen shrugged his nose and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His face turned red, and he cursed, forcibly moving his eyes away from the arm in Li Mu's hand, and focusing on attacking Huo Qilin.
Nie Feng turned around again and joined the siege.
Li Mu was overjoyed and said quickly: "Brother Feng, you are good at fighting. First, pour blood on your arm. I'm afraid that after Huo Qilin dies, the blood will be useless!"
Nie Feng was stunned for a moment, silently pulled out the prepared arm from his back, turned to the injured side of Huo Qilin, and imitated Li Mu to pour blood on his arm.
He knew the inside story of Tianjimen, and he couldn't refuse Li Xiao's request at all.
Nie Feng is worthy of being the God of Wind. He is much more flexible than Li Mu. In a blink of an eye, he has transformed the two arms he prepared into Qilin arms, and inserted the Wushuang Sword into them. The Fire Qilin howled in pain again, shook his head, and knocked Li Mu out.
The Qilin arm in Li Mu's hand flew out, a large piece of his clothes was burned, his skin was a little charred, and the small ant hanging on his neck was also burned.
However, it was not just one ant.
His immortal body was still there, and he quickly returned to normal.
After this scare, Li Mu did not dare to move forward.
Qilin arms are already there, there is no need to fight hard, let the protagonists fight Qilin!
If the injured Fire Qilin goes crazy and knocks down all his small self-defense items, he will become a blank slate.
...
Then.
Bu Jingyun, who had recovered, also joined the battle. The effect of the Qilin Arm was immediate, and his power increased greatly. After creating two fresh Qilin Arms for Li Mu under high temperature, he gritted his teeth and inserted the entire Wushuang Sword into the internal organs of the Fire Qilin...
A fatal blow!
Roar!
The Fire Qilin let out a dying roar, spewed out a ball of fire, forced Jian Chen and the other two away, and staggered towards Master Feng again.
This time.
There was no Li Mu to protect him.
Master Feng started dancing with reflex.
"I congratulate you on your wealth, I congratulate you on your brilliance, the best please come over, the bad please go away, oh, the more gifts, the less blame..."
Andy Lau's cheerful and festive "Congratulations on Getting Rich" suddenly sounded.
The Fire Kirin stood up, raised its front limbs, and bowed everywhere. The fighting spirit that wanted to drag the person it hated the most to die together with it before dying was gone in an instant.
In the human eyes, there was only deeper fear and regret, as well as tears of unwillingness.
Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and others looked at each other helplessly, and danced to the rhythm again. Fortunately, the song "Congratulations on Getting Rich" did not have any passionate movements, and only required joyful bowing back and forth.
After experiencing the torture of the little swan, dancing such a dance was simply a gift from heaven for them.
As for the Fire Kirin, it was estimated that they would not need to fight him, and he would leave after dancing for a while!
Moreover, when dancing this dance, everyone was very relaxed. No matter how difficult the process was, they succeeded, and the Fire Kirin was killed by them!
As expected.
Before the song was finished, the Fire Kirin fell to the ground and finished the last journey of his life.
Its eyes were wide open, looking in the direction of Master Feng.
Everyone could understand the look in Fire Kirin's eyes, which was relief and liberation.