"Little girl, do you still want to run away separately?"
The cook's two thick eyebrows were condensed together, his teeth were bulging, and there were more and more beads of sweat on his broad forehead.
Because he suffered from Ye Yun's Lihuo Sword Technique two sword moves that were more powerful than the last, especially the last move "Lihuo Poling", which was a blow that transcended the realm of spiritual life and attacked his Tao spiritual embryo, Even though he had been away from the battlefield for a long time, he was still extremely uncomfortable. Even if he endured the greatest torture, he could only use 70% of his usual strength.
He originally wanted to make the two little girls who were inexperienced in the world get into trouble through this kind of banter, with the victory approaching step by step, but he didn't expect that it would directly cause the other party to escape separately.
"Damn it!" The cook didn't want to let go of anyone tonight. He endured the unbearable torture of the sword and pushed his body skills to the extreme. In a few leaps and bounds, he was less than five feet away from Li Miaozhen and the others, and he was about to capture him. other side.
"Boom -" something was launched into the air with a pervasive roar. The cook squinted his eyes, thinking it was a hidden weapon thrown by the other party. He had already stretched out his right hand to grab someone and suddenly pulled it back in front of him, with a surge of true energy. He protected the whole body in front of him.
Li Miaozhen's heart was throbbing, feeling the strong wind on his fingertips grabbing at the shoulder behind him. After expulsing the "Seven Star Fairy" at the first moment, he realized that at the last moment he had to fight hard, his fingers moved like flowers. He opened his mouth and quickly sprinkled out another kind of pale yellow poisonous powder called "Bone-Bone Datura".
But she forgot one very fatal thing. Even if any of these poisons could poison a first-level master to death, how could it possibly enter the opponent's body if it was shot away in such a rough and rapid manner?
Li Miaozhen's move reminded the cook behind him who thought he was blocking the hidden weapon. Only then did he realize that the thing Li Miaozhen threw at him without turning his head was not a hidden weapon but something highly poisonous. Decades of practice experience allowed him to do it instantly He gave the most correct reaction and quickly shot out the zhenqi attached to the body surface. At the same time, he held his mouth and nose, maintaining a breath of zhenqi to circulate the internal movement of the sky and no longer communicate with the spiritual energy in the world.
"Hmph!" The cook groaned angrily from his nose. He felt that his meridians were slightly paralyzed. He didn't know whether it was caused by the previous torture with the sword or the first colorless and odorless poison. His true energy surged wildly. He came out and broke through the light yellow poison in front of him. Regardless of how hard it was to suppress the injury caused by the sword in his body, he glanced at the black short knife that resembled a kitchen knife in his hand, and a sword wind was immediately generated, slashing at Li Miaozhen who was a foot away.
The gap between first-level cultivation and fourth-level cultivation is no longer like a few mountains. This gap in strength is already a huge chasm. Li Miaozhen has a slim figure and moves like a spiritual deer. Her body skills have reached the extreme level of fourth-level cultivation, but it is difficult to avoid the sword wind that spans the distance in an instant. Fortunately, she tried her best to turn to the left and avoided this blow. A blow that hit the vest, but the placket on his right shoulder was torn in pieces, and blood shot into the air.
"Ah, sister!" Bai Zhi Muran, who had just run out not far away, turned around and saw Li Miaozhen lying in the blood of the sword wind. The confusion and fear in her eyes were all replaced by self-destructive hatred. She turned around and held her hand in her hand. The long sword was unsheathed, but it was an attempt to assassinate a first-level cook with a fifth-level cultivation level.
"Hmph! Good luck."
The cook watched Bai Zhi stabbing him. This sword had three points of Ye Yun's charm, but it was aroused by hatred in his heart. The true energy and self-deep sword path were poured into the short knife, and a knife shadow with an elusive trajectory had been counterattacked towards him. Got Angelica dahurica.
"Bang——" There was a short and crisp sound of sword breaking, Bai Zhi's right hand holding the sword dropped slumped, and the long sword in his hand was cut off with a single blow.
The short knife in the cook's hand was not completely gone, so he changed the blade into the back of the knife and slashed at Bai Zhi's chest, directly knocking Bai Zhi to the ground.
"You are so lucky tonight, you don't have to die in the hands of the fat man."
The joking smile in his mouth became deeper and deeper, and he walked calmly towards the two girls who had collapsed on the ground and could not get up.
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The firelight could no longer illuminate the smoke and dust that had fallen down from the front wall. Ye Yun bit her lips, stood on the ground with her sword, and finally got up from this tyrannical blow.
Once a person gives himself enough reasons and makes up his mind to kill someone who knows that it is difficult to kill or will even be killed in return, he will become extremely cold-blooded and powerful. This is a distinction between life and death, not to mention a distinction between first-level monks. life and death.
Therefore, after the soldiers searched for Ye Yun for a long time and could not find Ye Yun, who was still breathing peacefully in the night, after Xing Zuo and Xia entered the battlefield, they were unable to hide any longer, nor were they able to find an opportunity to kill one person first.
In the eyes of a first-level expert, a solid wall is just paper that can be easily punctured. When the fine iron spear filled with domineering energy stabs a residential wall, the battle is inevitable in the dark night. Started again.
The dark night color and the iron-blooded murderous intention are really a match made in heaven, like glue and paint.
When Ye Yun sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, she quickly withdrew and flew away. But in the darkness of the night, which could also be used for protection, she was unknowingly approached by Bian Xia. After that overbearing shot destroyed the wall, there was no pause at all. Then the murderous intention of the iron-blooded barbarian was presented to Ye Yun.
It was as if Ye Yun, who was facing him and retreating, stabbed out a shot that had been charging for a long time.
Dragons fight in the wild!
This is a shot that Bian Xia has been accumulating for a long time. This shot, which is like a black dragon breaking through the ground, has no momentum at all when it is moved. However, with every inch the shot advances, the domineering spear intention that destroys everything in the world increases layer by layer. From the moment it penetrated the wall, this Taoist intention became more and more solid. Until it broke through the wall and handed it to Ye Yun who was flying back, she was no longer allowed to dodge the shot.
It was obvious that Bian Xia had a lot of fighting experience. It was obviously a dark environment like a wall of ink at night, dust and smoke rising up, making it impossible to see anything. He spliced the momentum of Ye Yun flying back towards him, and still accurately handed the gun to the still injured person. Extremely heavy left shoulder.
He judged from the beginning that this shot would not kill Ye Yun if it were aimed at Ye Yun, so it would be better to magnify Ye Yun's injuries to the extreme in order to fight against the trapped beast.
But Bian Xia didn't understand a problem. When he opened his middle door and stabbed Ye Yun with all his strength, this was Ye Yun's best chance to kill him.
Ye Yunqing's beautiful slender eyebrows arched up as if they had been brushed by the spring equinox, and her slightly squinted eyes suddenly became brighter. She did not rely on secret methods to temporarily gain power beyond the spiritual realm, as Bian Xia and the others had guessed. , she herself has already broken through the spiritual realm and reached a higher level.
Therefore, it is irrational to be so impulsive before you figure out the enemy's trump card. When the fine iron spear in Bian Xia's hand advanced one foot further, and when Xing Zuo, who was not far away, still needed a few breaths to feel the support, Ye Yun's heart was calm, and the energy in her body crazily gathered towards her left shoulder, and she shook the long sword in her right hand. , the red flames directly attached to the sword body, and no longer flew back. When the waves burst out at his feet, Ye Yun directly used his own flesh and blood to imprint the domineering fine iron spear, and after the spear head pierced the flesh and blood of his shoulder, , the right hand trembled slightly to pull out a sword flower that reached the height of a millisecond. He pushed the sword with his elbow and stabbed the long sword with red fire directly into it. He had no time to react, and his eyes showed the joy of succeeding. Bian Xia.
"ah!!!"
The crimson Lihuo is all the manifestation of Lihuo Sword Dao. When he enters tranquility, it turns into a prairie fire falling from the sky, pouring violently into Bian Xia's chest. The sound of "sizzling" raw meat being poured into boiling oil was still so clear in Bian Xia's screams, and the feeling of being burned and cooked was not the most painful and devastating thing for him. Fire is originally a high-level attack aimed at the spiritual fetus of monks. At this moment, it was following the long sword piercing into the chest, raging crazily in Bian Xia's body. After his domineering and perfect shot, it directly destroyed him. The meridians and Tao heart.
At the last moment when he howled and collapsed, he sent and received the spear wantonly, and finally sent Ye Yun flying out and fell into the smoke.
And this was exactly what happened at the beginning, when Ye Yun stood on the ground with her sword and only took a few breaths before getting up.
"Uh uh uh--"
"How are you?"
There was a sound coming from the other side of the smoke, and Ye Yun's left click exposed a blood hole. She had lost too much blood at this moment, and her face was as pale as snow, but she still bit the tip of her tongue and tried her best to adjust herself.
Because she still has a fight to fight.
The zhenqi cultivated from the "Linghai Immortal Sutra" passed down from family has its own water magic properties. Although it is not as capable of healing oneself as some special zhenqi, its defensive and protective capabilities are amazing, so the gunshot wound on the left shoulder looks extremely serious. , but still did not cause Ye Yun as much damage as using the Lihuo Sword Technique again.
Ye Yun's heart is clear and calm. She can use the true energy with the water magic attribute to use the Lihuo Sword Art with the sword intention of fire, and with this, she can turn into sword cultivation. This is something that defies heaven, but it seems that once As she embarks on the path of cultivation that is one step closer to the great path, Heaven will no longer allow her to reach the peak of swordsmanship by violating the innate true path of water and fire.
In the past few years when she traveled around the mainland, the latter half of the year was basically spent on finding a way to balance her own swordsmanship and internal skills, but still in vain.
"Damn it!" Ye Yun felt distressed in her heart. She could clearly feel the superposition of multiple injuries. It was already difficult for her to deliver a sword as powerful as just now.
She narrowed her eyes and waited quietly for the smoke to clear. After the dust settled, another person would attack with all his strength.
"We must kill her..."
The weak voice already carried the irreversible intention of death. Bian Xia used the last bit of strength to grab Xing Zuo, who was squatting down to support him. His eyes were widened, and his life was gone.
Xing Zuo felt this change, and fell into silence after releasing his spiritual consciousness, but the true energy and Taoism around him were flowing to the extreme.
Bian Xia is the eighth member of the Mugung royal family. He grew up in the army. He has plundered the heroic souls of countless people with his marksmanship. Now he is in his prime. He is at the peak of his strength and status. He is regarded as a confidant by His Majesty. This is how it is. A person died in such a night, under such a crumbling wall?
Even now, I have never even heard the name of the woman who killed him...
Xing Zuo's eyelids trembled slightly. He tried his best to control his emotions and tried hard to find the calm state of mind during the battle. He is the former leader of "Fen Xi" and the man in Ma Xiaoer's heart who died tragically due to Bai Hao's methods. In fact, he has been hiding behind the scenes to cooperate with the royal family for Bai Hao in the past few years. He does not know how many times he has done it in the dark. plots and killings.
Bian Xia had collaborated with him several times in these gloomy stories. He admired Bian Xia's temperament because he was in the military, but he was never to the point where he almost lost control of his emotions over the death of a partner. All this is because he has cooperated with Bian Xia, so he can naturally deeply understand how powerful the opponent's marksmanship is. However, such a master of marksmanship died in the blink of an eye to a seriously injured woman's sword. Next, this had to make him feel chilly and frightened.
After death comes silence.
This is the silence of the dead, the trance of the coward.
So much so that the more silent he became, the more timid he became. It was clear that the woman standing on the ground with her sword was already at the end of her strength, but it was difficult for him to take the initiative to attack.
