Suddenly buried under the rubble, Shui Miaomiao couldn't move. There was dust in front of him that even heavy rain could not suppress. He felt a burning sensation on his back when he moved slightly.
However, the pain made Shui Miaomiao calm down quickly.
The beam was not heavy, but Shui Miaomiao was unprepared when it fell. Adding some miscellaneous wood made it difficult for Shui Miaomiao to bear the weight and breathless.
I feel that my right hand can still move, and I can use the wind-calling spell to roll up the ruins.
Suddenly, Shui Miaomiao felt lightened all over, and she coughed uncontrollably, causing blood, "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."
Shui Miaomiao, dressed in ragged clothes, struggled to sit up from the ruins, holding her left arm that was half unconscious and coughing.
The burning pain from being hit by a beam on the back was secondary to the injury caused by the sword energy of Dayan Zhenjianjue.
No part of Shui Miaomiao's body was intact. Every time she exhaled and inhaled, she was sweating and gasping in pain. It was probably because the sword energy had penetrated into her body and was raging. She had just been pressed by the beam and was not aware of it.
Gritting his teeth, he started to run the Killing Yuanshan Creation Record, letting him find a way to deal with the troublesome sword energy in his body. Shui Miaomiao looked into the distance, took a breath, and eagerly stood up from the ground.
It wasn't very successful, and I fell down half way up.
"Hiss~" It seemed that the ankle was sprained again. It was really raining all night. To cheer herself up, Shui Miaomiao picked up a piece of wood as a support and managed to stand up.
The swaying Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and glanced at herself. She was glad that the sword energy did not cause any obvious trauma to her, otherwise it would have been even more troublesome. She wiped the blood from her mouth, took a deep breath to suppress all the pain on her face, and tried her best to pretend. No big deal.
Walking forward, as soon as he took a step, the wood in his hand seemed to be thrown into a blender and instantly twisted and shattered. Shui Miaomiao quickly let go, raised his hand and stroked his hair, and calmly looked at the wooden corpse on the ground. , as if it had been expected, after all, looking around, there are seventy-two hidden immortal swords stuck on the ground.
The Dayan True Sword Technique focuses on truth. Every sword is a Hidden Immortal Sword, extremely sharp and dangerous. Wen Renxian is in the center of the sword array.
Shui Miaomiao could only see a back, a trembling back, a back that tenaciously supported herself and did not allow herself to fall.
The hands hanging down, the wounds that collapsed, and the blood dripping down almost formed a stream.
Shui Miaomiao felt extremely distressed every time she looked at him, but how should she step forward?
Not in the mood to dwell on it, Shui Miaomiao eagerly wanted to go to Wenrenxian, so she planned to be a reckless person, attaching spiritual power as a defense, Shui Miaomiao took a step forward.
"Ah!" Shui Miaomiao knelt on the ground, her face twisted, and her leg was dripping with blood because a piece of flesh had been cut off. Even with a wooden stick as a guide, Shui Miaomiao still underestimated the danger, and there are reasons why caring leads to chaos. .
So what exactly does that cup of tea lead to!
Taking out the bandage from Shui Yingyin and wrapping it around his upper leg, Shui Miaomiao stared at Wenrenxian in the distance, wondering why Wenrenxian could not do anything for a while, and then became so powerful.
Seventy-two. Seventy-two. If she remembered correctly, Wen Renxian seemed to have said it when he taught her. Doubling the number of one loss is his goal in the next stage, but this is beyond his current level of cultivation. .
no!
The bad premonition in Shui Miaomiao's heart became more and more intense. She had to go to Wenrenxian immediately and could not stay for a moment. She could bear the pain and walk through the sword formation, but she was afraid that her legs would be cut into bones.
"Master! Master! Master!" Shui Miaomiao shouted with a voice that sounded like tears.
Just take a look at yourself. Shui Miaomiao believed that if Wen Renxian could take a look at herself... who said that he should protect himself from being hurt.
There was no response, not even a glance.
Shui Miaomiao wiped the rain off her face, pushed all her wet hair back, and solemnly held it around her waist to carry her home.
She had to go to Wen Renxian. If she didn't let him go, she would have no choice but to kill him herself.
The pain from the flesh on her legs kept screaming, reminding her how much it cost. Shui Miaomiao looked forward without fear that only Wenrenxian was in her eyes.
Maybe giving up is the best choice. Wen Renxian is standing there, standing in the center of the sword formation. It seems there is no problem. He is Wen Renxian, he can handle it (this chapter is not over yet!)
Chapter 1044
Come... He has always faced everything alone.
Swinging his sword to clear the way, Shui Miaomiao took a big step firmly, not giving himself a chance to retreat. The pain he imagined did not come as expected, but only seemed to be blown by the wind, arousing a layer of goosebumps.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the sword in her hand in surprise, was she so powerful?
He suddenly looked up and saw that Wen Renxian's sleeves were moving without any wind, as if there was a sound of gold being struck on stone, and the silk sleeves were being broken.
In disbelief, Shui Miaomiao's expression turned panicked. Shui Miaomiao dropped her arms and ran towards Wen Renxian fearlessly.
Wen Renxian obviously heard Shui Miaomiao's cry. Although there was no response, he heard it, but he couldn't take it back. There was nothing he could do.
No, not no response.
The sword formation no longer hurt Shui Miaomiao, but the chaotic sword energy flowing around him always needed an outlet.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this." Shui Miaomiao wanted to get closer to Wenrenxian, but not on the basis that Wenrenxian hurt himself.
The distance became shorter and shorter, and Shui Miaomiao felt the pain of bone-cutting again, but still couldn't get closer.
"No, go away."
Shui Miaomiao was stunned, but then she smiled with a flowery smile. Wen Renxian seemed to give him a response, so she was right.
Wen Renxian never thought that Shui Miaomiao would come forward. His remaining independent consciousness really couldn't figure out that Shui Miaomiao would be torn apart by the sword energy.
Wen Renxian tried to expel Shui Miaomiao, but Shui Miaomiao misinterpreted the words as "Don't go away."
"I won't walk away." On the outstretched arm, blood marks appeared one after another, blood dripped down on the face, and a sword energy fell on Shui Miaomiao's eyes.
Fortunately, Shui Miaomiao closed quickly and was not really blind, but the pain was a thousand times worse than that on her arms and thighs.
Shui Miaomiao was indifferent. Even if only one eye could see, it must be seeing Wenrenxian. Just a little bit, just a little bit.
When Shui Miaomiao grasped Wen Renxian's sword-holding hand with both hands, it was like an electric shock, and the feeling of suffocation instantly came to his head. The powerful impact made people instinctively want to throw away his hand.
Clenching his teeth, Shui Miaomiao endured everything, sharing the overly strong spiritual power in Wen Renxian's body, but the spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible.
The dissipated spiritual power was turned into spiritual energy, which was refined into the body by Wenrenxian again. This refining speed could rival that of Immortal Fate Prosperity. If he could control it independently, everyone would be jealous.
It can be heard that the immortal cannot control it.
The apportionment of water and water is nothing more than a muddy cow sinking into the sea.
It hurt so much that I had to shout something. Shui Miaomiao murmured, "It hurts, Master, it hurts."
The Hidden Immortal Sword trembled and dropped slightly.
Wen Renxian didn't want to suppress him anymore. He planned to let go. As long as he didn't suppress him, he would be strangled by the sword energy and spiritual energy, and Shui Miaomiao wouldn't have to...
Chapter 1044
