At this moment, the waist and abdomen were where Gong Chenying was injured, and his movements were most affected.
Gong Chenying threw the Chang Ge into the air and pointed out the magic trick. The green Chang Ge turned into four green strange insects. Two of them faced the two long swords respectively. The other two's eyes flashed bloodthirsty and bright red and rushed towards Wang Lang. The castration was even faster than Wang Lang's flying sword. The whistling sound actually caused the girl's short hair to fly forward, and the dark green robe on her body also swayed forward. At this time, Long Chenying still focuses on offense. There is rarely a word of defense in her character. When encountering an enemy, she always just attacks, attacks, and attacks again. This time, she attacks with no hesitation.
Wang Lang couldn't help but squint his eyes when he saw this. He never expected that this girl with an extremely indifferent expression would face her. No matter how he attacked, she would always resort to direct attacks. Even though she had spurted blood several times before, Resolutely, his injuries were aggravated by the shock. Now that she has reached this point, the girl who has never said a word has taken the offensive resolutely. The pale and bloodless face clearly shows that she is exhausted, but she is still attacking like a tiger. He can see The two green monsters that blocked the opponent's flying sword had weak auras, and the former girl poured most of her spiritual power into attacking herself. Her intention was very clear, she wanted to bury her enemy with her.
Looking at the two green monsters attacking him, Wang Lang's expression remained unchanged. He patted the storage bag gently, and a sharp sword with cold light appeared in his hand. After all, he was a fake elixir monk with a high level of cultivation. Compared to the opponent's two small realms, whether it is the total spiritual power or the comprehension of immortal arts, it is naturally superior. Although the number of invisible flying swords he controls has been reduced to less than 10% of the usual number, if it is an actual tangible sword, it is invisible. He looked at the strange insect rushing towards him, and the spiritual power in his body was poured into it. The sword suddenly became white with energy, and then he swung it out with great force. At this moment, he had no choice but to use his full strength.
Just as he was swinging his sword, two loud noises were heard in front of him. Gong Chenying's figure was shaken for a while, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth again. He stepped back like lightning and stepped back for nearly twenty seconds. Stepping forward, the dark shadows rising from the ground behind her were no more than forty meters away from her.
The two green strange insects around Gong Chenying had already dispersed. Even the two strange insects that were attacking Wang Lang turned into two wisps of green energy and quickly returned to Gong Chenying's body after knocking Wang Lang back two steps. That huge Changge, but the surface of this Changge no longer has any spiritual energy, and there are still marks from the sword on it. It has lost its spirituality greatly.
Wang Lang also put away the long sword in his hand, pointed and recalled the two flying swords that also had dim light, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "This woman is really strong, she is obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, and her injuries are a few more serious than mine." She actually blocked my full blow. If I still had 80% of my spiritual power, I could kill her with just one blow, even if she had the means to save her life. , even if it directly knocks her into the black shadow dozens of meters away, there is no problem at all, but what a pity!" The magic weapon "Buliu Xing" given to him by his master was originally used by Jindan monks, but it was extremely awkward and difficult for Wang Lang to use it. Otherwise, Quan Jiuxing would not have found a loophole and succeeded in using it, causing him serious injuries. The most important thing about the "Buliu Xing" magic weapon is that it requires huge spiritual power to support it. Even with Wang Lang's fake elixir monk's cultivation, just one blow will consume more than 80% of the spiritual power, and then it will be the weakest time. .
However, immediately the smile appeared on his face again, "Junior Sister Gong, that's great, but you can still take on a few of my swords." After that, under the infusion of his spiritual power, the two flying swords glowed again. It lit up, and the buzzing sword turned into an arc and stabbed diagonally towards Gong Chenying's shoulders. And he himself took big steps to face Gong Chenying head-on. His actions clearly did not want Gong Chenying to suffer. Chen Ying fled to both sides, using two flying swords to directly block the roads on the left and right, while he attacked directly from the front.
Gong Chenying looked at the direct attack, a stern look flashed on her pale face, but she was still fearless. She patted the storage bag with her right hand, but there was no light flashing on the storage bag. When the item appeared, Gong Chenying sighed inwardly. He originally wanted to squeeze out the last of his strength to use the golden axe, but now he couldn't even open the storage bag. In fact, her actions caught Wang Lang's eyes, but he couldn't help but twitch his facial muscles. "What kind of skills is this girl practicing? She obviously has no spiritual power, but she still looks like she has the strength to fight. This body is so strong." , is she a human or a demon?"
Gong Chenying's actions, not to mention Wang Lang, would be astonishing to any monk. When a monk has exhausted his spiritual power, he can still use his body to fight like a monster. This kind of physical strength makes human beings It is almost unheard of, and it is only possible for the legendary ancient physical trainers to achieve it when they have reached a high level.
Gong Chenying looked at the cold light that was getting closer and closer, endured the tearing pain in his muscles, took a deep breath, and the bones on his body continued to crack like fried beans. He grabbed the cyan Changge in front of him with his jade hand, and lowered himself A circle of weather-proof gunfire appeared in front of him, and his ears heard two louder sounds than before coming from the sky and the earth. The shaking Wang Lang, who was advancing forward, could not help but retreat. Go, he just felt dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and his blood was rising. After this loud noise, there was a powerful wave of air that directly hit his body. Wang Lang only felt There was a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and the wound burst open instantly, and a large amount of blood poured out from his buttocks. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly turned gray.
On the opposite side, Gong Chenying was covered in blood, with a large amount of blood spurting out from his waist and abdomen. The cyan Changge in his hand was broken due to the previous hit due to the lack of spiritual blessing, and it was broken when it collided with the flying sword. It was broken into two pieces, and there was a deep sword mark on one of them, which was almost broken by a flying sword. If it weren't for the Qing Ge that she refined with excellent materials, the blow just now would have been It would be split into three pieces, and even she and others would be split into several pieces. Fortunately, she turned sideways to release her force in the critical moment and was able to escape. However, her body was still pushed backwards by the force of the repulsion. He was thrown up and fell directly towards the advancing black shadow behind him.
Gong Chenying slid out of a curve in the air, holding two pieces of Qing Ge tightly in his hand. He fell into a semi-conscious state. Pictures flashed through his mind in a daze, and finally settled on one picture. It was a seven-year-old girl. An eight-year-old girl stood barefoot on a hanging bamboo building, her eyes filled with stubbornness.
