Chapter 155: Resurrection

Style: Heros Author: The fragrance of the yearWords: 2052Update Time: 24/01/18 19:09:04
When Murong Xue had no chance to react, she turned around and released her sword energy, grabbing Han Feng, who had already woken up, and quickly rushed back. In a few flashes, he was two to three hundred feet away. However, despite this, Murong Xue still opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful. The blood was sprinkled on the undulating chest, which was extremely conspicuous.

When Han Feng saw this, his face was full of apologies. If he hadn't dragged the other party down, she would have escaped long ago. However, he didn't say anything. After getting along with each other for this period of time, he knew that since she had decided to make it, she would Definitely won't regret it.

Murong Xue suppressed her sword energy, let go of Han Feng, swayed slightly, and quickly took out a few pills and drank them. After a while, she stopped to take a deep breath.

The fire ape king's self-destruction left a bottomless pit. The dust settled, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the thunder subsided, and everything returned to calm.

At this moment, a burst of white light appeared at the bottom of the pit, and the white jade bottle suddenly flew up and flew far away, and was about to turn into a point of light and disappear into the sky.

Suddenly, two rays of light flashed out, one red and one purple. It was Ling Fen and Long Min who came back and intercepted the white jade bottle.

The white jade bottle was blocked by pieces of red light and purple light. It rushed left and right. It was unable to break out for a long time. I believe it will not be long before it will be accepted by the two girls.

"Hey, it's so lively, how could it be without me!"

At this moment, a burst of lightning passed by, and the figure of Lei Guang suddenly flew from a distance. Amidst the strange laughter, he fired a large piece of thunder and lightning spear, and stabbed diagonally into Ling Fen and Long Min, and with the two girls Start a fight.

Both of them were injured, and they had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and they were already exhausted. Even if the two of them joined forces, they could barely remain undefeated, and were on par with Lei Guang. As a result, the White Jade Ping gave the white jade bottle more opportunities to break through, pulling them farther and farther away, until they were almost invisible.

In the very distance, there were several bright rays of light faintly appearing at this moment, especially a shocking sword light flashed, which was obviously the strong men from the other two sects of Wanjianmen and Hehuan Valley rushing over. The battle has become more complicated!

"Go on, ignore me, I'm fine! You've kept your promise!" Han Feng turned to look at Murong Xue, smiled slightly, and said slowly.

Murong Xue glanced at him and found that his breath was indeed stable. If it weren't for the large amount of black spots on his body, it would have been impossible to tell that he was a severely injured person.

"My brother Bai Liantang's Soul Refining Diamond Technique still has such miraculous effects?!" Murong Xue muttered secretly, but without too many guesses, she immediately nodded to Han Feng, then rose up with her sword and rushed towards the sky in the distance. Battle.

After being struck by lightning and the self-destruction of the Fire Ape King, this white jade bottle was not damaged at all. Everyone valued it several times more than the best medicine. Murong Xue was no exception, and naturally could not give up easily.

Han Feng looked at their figures that had completely gone away. Just as he was about to leave, the remaining talisman in the soul sea suddenly emerged, releasing a blazing clear light, like ripples in the water.

He was suddenly startled. Regardless of his injuries, he launched out soul exploration with all his strength, covering an area of ​​more than a thousand feet. Soon he found a drop of solidified blood flying out from the bottom of the pit at an unknown time, rising slowly, turning the direction, and flew away. After leaving the pit, he did not rush toward Han Feng, but flew straight to Duan Qiu, who was only more than ten feet away from the edge of the pit.

At this moment, he was disgraced and covered in scars, but a thick layer of talisman light firmly protected him, preventing him from dying in the big explosion.

He opened his eyes and was struggling to stand up. At this moment, a drop of blood flew above him. Without any warning, it swooped down, instantly passed through his talisman shield, and sank into the center of his eyebrows. , disappeared.

"ah……"

Duan Qiu let out a series of screams, as if he was killing a pig, his whole body shook violently, and his sword energy came out in a disorderly manner. He seemed to be fighting, but he also seemed to be going crazy and without any control.

Han Feng was in a hurry. He dragged his seriously injured body and rushed over there with all his strength. However, every step he took caused the bones in his body to creak. The pain was unbearable and he walked for more than ten seconds. Zhang Zhang, the whole person was already dripping with sweat, and his face was covered with sweat.

He took a deep breath, drank a large amount of elixirs, and ran the Soul Refining Diamond Technique. His speed suddenly increased, and he jumped more than ten feet step by step. After more than ten breaths, he finally arrived at Duan Qiu's place.

Panting, he took out the broken sword, holding it with both hands, as if using a kitchen knife, and struck it with a bang on the protective talisman light outside Duan Qiu's body, causing ripples in circles.

Duan Qiu seemed to have seen Han Feng's arrival. She looked at him with wide eyes and opened her mouth, but no sound came out. However, Han Feng knew from the shape of his mouth that he was calling for help.

Even if Han Feng hates this person, the drop of blood is their common enemy at this moment, so he has no choice but to calm down and work together to resolve this crisis.

As time went by, the sword energy bursting out of Duan Qiu became stronger and stronger, and was able to offset the protective power of Fu Guang from the inside, saving Han Feng a lot of effort.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Duan Qiu's protective talisman light finally broke.

Han Feng was overjoyed and was about to reach out and hold down Duan Qiu's forehead to inject the remaining talisman's clear light into him. Duan Qiu's eyes suddenly glowed with blood-red light, which shot out a few feet and shook his wrist away in one fell swoop.

However, Han Feng was not an energy-saving lamp. At the critical moment, the broken sword held in his other hand flashed with cold light and cut off Duan Qiu's two thighs in an instant. Strangely, no blood flowed out, as if All the blood in his body was gone.

Han Feng was startled and stopped staying. He kicked off his feet and jumped more than ten feet away, avoiding the sharp claws coming from Duan Qiu's right hand.

"Good boy, you are so cruel!" Duan Qiu's upper body flashed with blood, and he floated up. The mysterious strong man's voice came out of his mouth, and it was no longer Duan Qiu's own voice.

"Damn, he was taken away so soon!" Han Feng was anxious, but his face pretended to be calm. More importantly, at this moment, his eyebrows were slightly shining, as if there was an extremely powerful force bursting out.

The mysterious strong man glanced at the light on Han Feng's forehead, stopped attacking rashly, snorted coldly, turned around and left, quickly moving away a hundred feet in one breath.

Han Feng roared angrily, knowing that this was the best time to eradicate the enemy. He kicked his foot hard, took out a whirlwind charm and attached it to his body, then rode the whirlwind and chased after him.

The mysterious strong man didn't seem to be completely successful in seizing the body just now. His physical condition was very bad, shaking from time to time, and occasionally there would be wisps of sword energy belonging to Duan Qiu, as if Duan Qiu was not completely dead. Come out and struggle. He was flying for less than a hundred breaths, and his speed had dropped to only seventy or eighty feet, which was slightly slower than Han Feng's speed, causing Han Feng to continue to close the distance with him.