Wu Fan was surrounded by two people at this time. He could barely block a move and quickly turned over to block it. Unexpectedly, the figure on the left suddenly disappeared. This Eighty-Two was very cunning, hiding in the shadow of Eighty-Three and striking. When he succeeded, he stabbed Wu Fan in the arm, instantly rendering him incapable of fighting.
Wu Fan knew that he was no match for the two of them, and felt quite unwilling to do so. The gurgling blood on his right arm flowed onto the black knife, and was absorbed bit by bit by the black knife. Then, a flash of red light followed the wounds on his body and penetrated into his body.
The vision suddenly occurred, and the eighty-two and eighty-three people beside Wu Fan were slightly stunned and did not react. Then they looked at each other, nodded, and each used their killing moves to directly attack Wu Fan's throat and chest. , but just when the ring blade in his hand was less than an inch away from Wu Fan's skin, a red light appeared on the surface of Wu Fan's body, and then spread out quietly, pushing the two of them away. flew away.
Yuan Hua, who was unconscious in the distance, was also affected by the red light and flew out with a bang. By chance, he smashed a corner of the four-corner flag array that trapped Zhao Xiaozhong and the others. The embarrassed people felt that the sky was spinning on the ground. Suddenly stopped, everyone ran to the side and vomited.
"What's going on? I feel like the ground was shaking like an earthquake just now. It makes me faint." Zhao Xiaozhong's eyes were filled with stars, and his walking became crooked.
"This should be a formation to disturb the enemy. This is the first time I have seen it..." Fang Wei turned pale when he saw the small flag on the ground broken by the black shadow. He turned back to look at the knife in the black shadow's belly, and couldn't help but turn pale with fright. He hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Little monk, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"
I saw Yuan Hua's eyes opened a small slit, and when he saw it was Fang Wei, he winked at him, "I...I'm fine." After saying that, he endured the severe pain, reached into his belly, and threw out a book A Buddhist scripture with a hole in it, "Master Wuyan asked me to take it with me when I go out. He asked me to study more Buddhist knowledge and speak more professionally, and not to make jokes every day. I didn't expect that knowledge can really change my destiny, but now I have it." That magic weapon with a dog-faced path, if you move it, it will be like cutting with a knife, please give me a rest."
Fang Wei heard this and quickly put him down gently on the ground, "Miss Shi, how are you two feeling now, little brothers from the Yuhu Sect?"
"I'm fine. I just felt a little weightless just now. I'm much better now. But what's Wufan's condition now?" Shi Yurou and the others had been observing the battle situation when they were trapped. They were secretly anxious because they were trapped and couldn't escape, but now they finally have a situation. Reversing the situation, she still couldn't let go when she saw the scene in front of her.
I saw that Wu Fan's skin was red at this time, glowing slightly. When every drop of blood fell to the ground, it was like boiling oil dripping on the ice, making a sizzling sound. Although eighty-two and eighty-three The two people's attacks were perfectly matched, without any flaws, but now every time the ring blade touched Wu Fan, it was violently bounced away, and every time Wu Fan's black knife slashed at the two of them, it was like a red-hot knife. The iron block came towards me with a scorching temperature.
The ring blades in the hands of the two men have been cut full of gaps, and they may not be broken into pieces at any time. Eighty-three threw the two ring blades in his hands, and then took advantage of Eighty-two to attract Wu Fan. Paying attention, he reached out and took out a bottle from his arms and smashed it to the ground. A transparent gas was emitted from the bottle. The air in this place became distorted. Eighty-two shrank and was about to get in and escape. , when Eighty-three saw that he actually used him as bait and ran away, he turned around and pulled towards Eighty-two.
But at this moment, a heat wave was seen shooting out from the tip of the knife, and it was directly wrapped around half of Eighty-two's body. It was immediately burned to black, and only a shrill scream was heard, and the twisted gas dissipated. Eighty-three saw that Eighty-two was scorched by the heat wave, and 80% of them would not survive. He felt a little more comfort in his heart. Just when he was thinking about how to escape, he only felt a tightness in his chest. He lowered his head and saw A pitch-black knife tip grew out of his chest, and then the blood all over his body turned pale, as if it had been evaporated. The eighty-two strong figure became dry and thin, and then fell to the ground.
Seeing the tragic death of these two men in black, the four people watching were frightened. After a moment of silence, they heard Zhao Xiaozhong try to shout: "Brother Xiao Fan?" Upon hearing this shout, Wu Fan He stared at this side with blood-red eyes expressionless.
"Huh? Little dwarf, how do you know my boss?" Young monk Yuan Hua asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Because we are all disciples of the Yuhu Sect, don't you know? When did Brother Xiaofan become your boss?" Zhao Xiaozhong looked unhappy.
"Oh, it turns out he's the boss's fellow disciple, I'm so disrespectful! Boss! I'm back looking for food! Look, I also found your senior brother!" Yuan Hua was lying on the ground with an expression on his face asking for credit, and turned to look at Wu Fan , Wu Fan raised his sword with an expressionless expression, and thrust it into Yuan Hua's head.
"Oh my god, boss, I just ate the food secretly, it won't kill me! Help...hey?" Yuan Hua felt the hot breath of death coming towards him, but he couldn't use the strength and screamed in fear. But fortunately, Zhao Xiaozhong had quick eyes and quick hands. He pulled his ankle and saw the black knife stuck into the ground close to his head.
"Wufan may have gone crazy! Let's run now and think of a solution while running." Shi Yurou stood up holding the sword and motioned for everyone to leave quickly.
"You're still running, my legs are almost broken today..." Although he was reluctant, there was no way Zhao Xiaozhong grabbed Yuan Hua's ankle and ran very fast.
"Oh, oh! Can you let me down? It's better to let me die if you drag me like this!" Yuan Hua was dragged away by Zhao Xiaozhong like a dead dog, and she was about to cry without tears.
"Don't give up your life easily, you will win if you persist!" Zhao Xiaozhong didn't hear clearly what Yuan Hua said, thinking that Yuan Hua thought he was a burden and wanted him to let go and run away, so he clenched his hands and gritted his teeth and ran away Faster.
Fortunately, Wu Fan walked slowly step by step, and everyone kept some distance from him. "Little monk, in addition to clearing physical obstacles, can you also help people return to a clear mind?" Shi Yurou suddenly asked.
The "dead dog" being dragged by Zhao Xiaozhong originally had dull eyes, as if he no longer had any nostalgia, but after hearing these words, he suddenly brightened up and shouted: "Hey! I can do it! I just forgot."
Zhao Xiaozhong was quite unhappy when he heard this call. Did his feelings treat me like a carriage? But he still stopped. Seeing that Wu Fan was still some distance away from him, he let go of Yuan Hua, "Little monk, are you sure it's possible? Last time..."
"Of course it's feasible... it should be possible. Anyway, let's give it a try. Although you may not succeed if you try, you definitely won't succeed if you don't try!" Yuan Huajie reasoned with his neck, "Help me stand up, oh, it hurts! Slow down! Just let me lean against this tree."
Leaning against the tree, Yuan Hua watched the red figure in front of him getting closer and closer. He thought quickly in his mind: The previous Om Jue was to purify the body, and the boss must have been blinded this time. Mental retardation should be possible, but the distance is too far now. If it doesn't work if he gets closer, everyone will definitely be in danger. So he turned to the others and said, "I'm afraid that you are not concentrating right now and will be affected by me, so you should stay away from me for now. If you find anything wrong, run away quickly."
Although it is not good to leave him alone, since Yuan Hua said this, there is nothing he can do, "Okay, let's hide aside first. If you encounter danger, I will help you attract attention, and then let this little brother save you." Walk…"
"Hurry up, it's too late..." Yuan Hua stared at Wu Fan who was getting closer and closer with sweat on his head.
Finally, Wu Fan walked to a place less than two feet away from him. Yuan Hua took a deep breath and said the word "奰", followed by a golden light that penetrated Wu Fan's body, but Wu Fan just frowned. Continuing to walk forward, Yuan Hua applied it again, but it was still useless. Seeing Wu Fan coming in front of him and raising the sword, Yuan Hua was so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly: "How could... Jiangzi... in this way."
Wu Fan, who was continuing to move, suddenly stopped when he heard these words. He vaguely recalled a purple sachet in his mind. He pressed his stiff left hand to his left chest and suddenly felt a cool breath. It spread throughout the body, and the consciousness gradually became clearer. The red light all over the body slowly dissipated, and returned to the black knife.
Just now, everyone saw that the situation was not good, and was about to help, but saw the red light on Wu Fan recede, and he fell to Yuan Hua on the tree, hitting Yuan Hua in great pain, "Help! Hurry! Hurry! Move him!"
"Ahem...where am I?" Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes and saw a woman sleeping next to him. Hearing someone talking, the woman touched the sword and stood up. Seeing It turned out to be Wu Fan's voice, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Wufan, are you awake? We thought you would have to recover for three days and three nights, but you woke up just half a day ago. Do you remember what happened to you just now? You scared us! Are you hungry? ?Are you thirsty?" Shi Yurou was shocked when she saw Wu Fan wake up so quickly, but she still used her rapid-fire style. Wu Fan regretted it as soon as he woke up, so he might as well have squinted for a while.
"Uh... Miss Shi, did you see a little monk?" Wu Fan only remembered that he was badly hurt by Yuan Hua's throat just after he got out of trouble, and he seemed to have been stabbed by a man in black. He didn't know now What's going on? I hurriedly asked.
"Oh, he's fine. The only dangerous blow was blocked by the Buddhist scriptures in his belly. The rest are just minor injuries, nothing serious. You were really scary just now, but you were really powerful. Those two men in black were almost beaten by you. He was killed in one fell swoop. By the way, what have you been doing in the past two days? And most comatose people need water after waking up? Why don't you want water? "
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Just when Wu Fan was about to be annoyed to death, he suddenly heard several people coming in from outside. He looked up and saw the tall and tall Fang Wei followed by two dwarfs. One was the chubby monk Yuan Hua, and the other was the skinny one. Zhao Xiaozhong.
The two dwarfs were very happy to see Wufan awake. "Brother Xiaofan!" "Boss!" they shouted, with snot and tears streaming down their cheeks.
"Wufan, how do you feel now?" Because he was rescued by Wu Fan, Fang Wei was not as cold as before, but it made Wu Fan very uncomfortable.
"Brother Fang Wei, I feel very..." Wu Fan wanted to say that he had a headache, but after taking a look at Shi Yurou's concerned eyes, he changed his words: "It's normal, and the wounds on my body have also healed. Please give me some medicine." What kind of panacea is there? It’s so miraculous!”
"Healed? After you fainted, we followed Yuan Hua to the cave where you were hiding. We decided to let Miss Shi take care of you temporarily, and we went to collect herbs together. We just came back and we haven't had time to give you medicine yet. Woolen cloth…"
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