Choking.
Two voices sounded. Each sword strike seemed to hit metal, without even an inch of gold being struck. Moreover, the two men instantly felt the force of the counter-shock on their arms, and they flew up.
ah……
Chirp...
There were two screams.
The halberd in Yang Zhen's hand was inserted into the bird's eyes. The bird's beak pecked deeply into Yang Zhen's left shoulder.
The picture freezes. Yang Zhen felt the heartbreaking pain. If his body hadn't shifted just now, I'm afraid that the beak of the bird would have pecked deeply into his heart.
Yang Zhen endured the severe pain and tried to pull out Fang Tian's painted halberd, but found that his left arm could not exert any strength at all, and there was also faint thunder and lightning power coming from his left arm. Yang Zhen took a breath of air and bared his teeth.
"Yang Zhen, how are you?" Yang Pi and Yang Ning struggled to get up and stepped forward quickly, enduring the numbness in the tiger's mouth.
"You can't die yet." Yang Zhen grinned, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The bird is like a cone, seeming to be fixed on Yang Zhen. The whole body was in the air, and at the base of the wings on the back, two lines of essence and blood were flowing continuously. Dyeing a large area of land red.
"What should I do?" Yang Pi looked at the scene in front of him, a little helpless. The two of them struck together just now, but unexpectedly it didn't hurt Lu Feiniao's one leg, and it also caused the two of them to suffer a lot of backlash. The bird's beak is the hardest part of the body. It is conceivable that even if the two of them work together, it is impossible to cause any damage to the beak.
"Cold salad." Yang Ning made an unprecedented joke. He took a look at the situation in front of him. He didn't expect that Yang Zhen would choose such a lose-lose style of play.
"Brother Pizi, take your sword and chop off this beast's claws. I still don't believe it. It's really so tough." Yang Ning had no choice but to attack. But obviously, Yang Ning had no spiritual power and could not exert the power of Chengyi Sword, so he had to make this last resort. Yang Ning handed the sword to Yang Pi, and then came to Yang Zhen and looked at the situation between Yang Zhen and Lu Feiniao.
I saw that the beak of the bird was deeply embedded in Yang Zhen's left shoulder, and there were faint signs of blackening where the beak came into contact with Yang Zhen's body.
Yang Ning held the fang dagger in his hand. He himself was not sure whether the dagger could cause harm to the bird, but Yang Ning couldn't care so much at this time. He was holding a short sword, and he aimed it at Lu Feiniao's neck. The other hand pushed Yang Zhen, preparing to separate the man and the beast. If they don't separate, I'm afraid Yang Zhen's left shoulder will be disabled.
Chirp...
The bird roared loudly.
Completely breaking the silence of the Qingsong Mountains. It caused a burst of insects and birds chirping nearby.
The Chengyi Sword in Yang Pi's hand kept flashing with light, and the gem in the middle of the sword shone even brighter. The Chengyi Sword exudes a sword light, which looks a bit nondescript, but it cannot cover up the light on the sword body at all.
On the ground in the distance, the one leg of the bird was lying there quietly. Yang Pi chopped off the nearly one-foot-long single claw with a sword, cutting off the bird's one leg at the calf.
At the same time, Yang Zhen quickly retreated, raising a blood donation, and there was a faint smell of burnt meat in the air. Yang Zhen endured the pain in his left shoulder, followed Yang Ning's palm, and pulled out his Fangtian Painted Halberd.
Bang.
A puff of dust was stirred up. Because the bird lost one leg, it could not stand at all, and its whole body lay on the ground. In the area of the eyes, there is a hole left by Fang Tian's painted halberd pole, which penetrates the head of the bird. The bird twitched its body and tried to stand up.
"Are you okay?" Yang Ning looked at Yang Zhen's miserable condition and hurriedly sealed the acupuncture point on his left shoulder to prevent blood from flowing out.
"It's not bad." Yang Zhen gritted his teeth, enduring the pain and numbness in his left shoulder. He held the Fangtian Painted Halberd diagonally in his right hand, staring at the bird like an overlord.
"Well, you should rest for a while first." There was a gap in the fang dagger in Yang Ning's hand. He held his right arm in one hand and was obviously shocked by the neck of the bird.
"Brother Pizi, take the inner elixir." Yang Ning looked up at the sky. Countless black shadows could be vaguely seen swooping down slowly.
The bird had a narrow escape from death and had no power to resist. The only thing that could move in its body was its beak. The bird's beak pecked at the ground, hoping to stand up, but it was all in vain.
Yang Pi ignored him, but Yang Ning had already told him and Yang Zhen the location of Feiniao's inner elixir. The Chengyi Sword in his hand directly broke through Lu Feiniao's Dantian and took out Lu Feiniao's inner elixir.
The inner elixir is dark red, crystal clear, and there are traces of thunder and lightning from time to time.
Without saying a word, Yang Ning hurriedly put Lu Feiniao's inner elixir into the space ring, collected Li Feiniao's body on the ground, supported Yang Zhen, and quickly hid.
There were blood stains on the ground.
"Brother Pizi, we shouldn't stay here for a long time. We need to evacuate to the area below quickly. It's too dangerous here." Yang Ning helped Yang Zhen and hid in the grass.
After a while, a group of worms landed next to the pool. A large number of worms seemed to have discovered something unusual near the pool. They smelled the blood around them.
There are constantly flying birds starting to patrol around. Fortunately, the three of them had been prepared and lurked in advance. Otherwise, facing this group of birds, even if they were like them, ten more teams would be no match.
The three of them were in such a mess that Yang Zhen almost died. Yang Ning stared at the movement of the bird, not daring to express his anger. He looked at Yang Zhen and Yang Pi and signaled not to act rashly, and then he felt relieved. If the three of them were discovered by Lu Feiniao, they would definitely die.
The birds watched for nearly a quarter of an hour and found nothing unusual. Then they felt relieved and began to drink water.
The three Yang Nings in the dark breathed a sigh of relief.
The wait is long. An hour passed before the flock of birds gradually began to leave.
"It's so suspenseful." Yang Pi had to sigh.
"This is how cultivation is, fighting against the sky and the earth. Which step is not the separation of life and death." Yang Ning was weak, and the realm of the mountains outside the mountains was over.
Yang Zhen didn't say anything. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but that he didn't have the leisure to do so, and the pain in his shoulder didn't subside. Yang Zhen was still grinning. Not all the birds had left yet, so Yang Zhen had no choice but to endure it.
Finally, when dusk was about to fall, all the birds began to leave one after another. The three of them dragged their tired bodies to find a secluded place.
"Have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow I will break through the mountain viewing realm." The three of them found a cave and found that it was empty and there were burnt ashes on the ground. Obviously this was left behind by previous trialists. This place is quite secluded, saving the three of them a lot of trouble.
"ah……"
Yang Zhen screamed.
"Can you please lower your voice?" Yang Pi was speechless. This Yang Pi didn't bark all afternoon, but now he barked non-stop.
"You want to try?" Just now Yang Pi bandaged Yang Zhen's wound, tore off the clothes on his shoulders, and moved the wound, causing Yang Zhen to scream hysterically.
"Go away. It hurts to death." Yang Pi applied gold sore medicine on Yang Zhen's wound and wrapped it up.
Yang Ning sat aside, thoughtful. Brotherly love is like this, simple yet affectionate.
"Brother Pizi, I want to ask you a question?" Yang Ning seemed to have been struggling for a long time, and finally made a decision at this time, with a solemn expression.
"Say." Over this period of time, Yang Pi's hatred in his heart seemed to have weakened a lot, and his face was no longer as cold as before. It should be said that it is much weaker than before. After simply treating Yang Zhen's wounds, he said casually, but when he looked back at Yang Ning, he was thoughtful. How could Yang Ning be so solemn?
"Have you ever thought about after revenge?" Yang Ning has not thought about it. In the past, Yang Pi's eyes were full of hatred. Just like a machine, without any other emotions, only cold hatred. Moreover, Yang Pi's qualifications are not as strong as Yang Zhen's, which is why Yang Ning does not want to drag Yang Pi down. But during this period of time, Yang Ning saw Yang Pi's progress.
At this time, Yang Pi's use of sword energy was very pure, and today during the battle with Lu Feiniao, he could actually use the Chengyi Sword to release sword energy, which surprised Yang Ning at the time. I'm afraid it's not far away to understand the sword's intention and become a sword's intention master.
"After revenge..." Yang Pi never thought about it. Since he was four years old, he only knew about revenge. As for what happened after revenge, Yang Pi had never thought about it.
"Have you thought about doing anything after revenge?" Yang Ning knew that Yang Pi probably had not thought about such far-reaching things. Moreover, the power of the Qushan tribe was not weak. For Yang Pi at this stage, it was still a drop in the bucket.
"I haven't thought about it." Yang Pi was a little confused. If it weren't for Yang Ning's guidance that day, I might not have become a swordsman in this life. What's more, there is still the huge mountain of Qushan tribe pressing down on him, so he has no time to care about other things.
"Brother Pizi, have you ever thought about going outside the Liuyun Kingdom, or even beyond the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya?" Yang Ning didn't want Yang Pi's sword skills to be buried.
"I will go when I have time." Yang Pi is also a man of blood, otherwise he would not be able to become a swordsman. Yang Pi also yearned for the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.
"What if I want you to answer in the affirmative?" Yang Ning decided to force Yang Pi, otherwise Yang Pi might have regrets.
"I will go." Yang Pi followed Yang Ning's thoughts and expressed his ideal. Among the sixteen countries in Surabaya, which cultivator doesn’t want to go further and see the colorful world outside. What's more, Yang Pi is still a swordsman. Although the path of the swordsman is lonely, the swordsman's indomitable momentum does not want to stay where he is.
"That's good." A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ning's mouth, because he knew that if Yang Pi had an ideal, he would never stand still or lose himself for the sake of hatred. Yang Ning was very pleased.
"Brother Pizi, it seems that I am not alone." Yang Zhen laughed, then coughed, and his face turned red instantly.
"Forget it." Yang Ning was a little speechless. She knew she was injured but still wanted to get involved. She said dissatisfiedly and hit Yang Zhen on the back, giving Yang Zhen some relief.
"What? You and Yang Ning have already discussed this?" Yang Pi finally understood that this was probably a trap set by Yang Zhen and Yang Ning for himself, so that he could get rid of the entanglement of hatred as soon as possible. Yang Pi cast a grateful look. However, there was no gratitude in his mouth, and he said angrily, "I'll make you laugh to death."
The sunlight on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared, and the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared. Twilight falls quietly. The light inside the cave also began to lose, so Yang Pi found firewood to illuminate the cave.
Yang Zhen on the side was meditating, using his spiritual power to slowly regain the strength of his left shoulder. Yang Ning was also lost in thought. Yang Pi doesn't talk much. It's not his style to let him perform a one-man show. In the cave, only the fire burned quietly.
