"Dang Dang Dang!"
The wind of fists turned up the black robe, and the cold light exchanged.
Since the beginning of the battle, two pillars of fragrance have passed!
The time for vegetation to transform is coming to an end!
And once it ends, he will be at a complete disadvantage.
Hearing the continuous fighting roar of the Monkey King in the miasma not far away, Su Xing's eyes flashed and he accelerated towards the opponent.
Feeling the frequency of Su Xing's violent attacks, 'Zhen' slowly backed away against the pressure and said lightly:
"Can't hold it anymore?"
Both of them were very exhausted. Zhen was poisoned and lost one of his hands, but he still had a faint smile on his face.
After retreating a few meters, and almost approaching the colorful miasma, 'Zhen' smiled faintly, and the coldness in his eyes condensed like water, as if it were real... No!
Truth is substance.
In the other party's eyes, traces of light were disturbed, and it was like a flower blooming in an instant.
Black sunflower!
Yin Kui eyes!
An inexplicable throbbing poured into the bottom of his heart, and Su Xing suddenly felt as if he was in a colorful darkness, his consciousness was chaotic!
A huge green tree shadow flashed past!
Fuso!
Divine consciousness returned from the unknown chaos, and for the first time a look of surprise appeared on the face of 'Zhen' opposite.
With one breath, he actually broke free from Yin Kui's eyes!
However, one breath is enough to do a lot of things.
A handful of slightly shorter bone spurs stabbed straight into Su Xing's right eye.
Partially woody? No, it's too late!
Life and death hang on a thread!
Phew~
At the critical moment, the two of them suddenly seemed to hear the wind?
Why is there wind?
A beam of light green fire ignited!
Mingli True Fire!
Wind is born from fire, and fire is coming from the sky!
"Peng!"
Huge flames rushed towards 'Zhen'. It was Yan Shengfang who was too low-level to fight directly and had been looking for opportunities nearby!
At this moment, seeing that the giant was about to be in danger, Yan Shengfang finally couldn't help it. After shooting out the flames, she ran towards the giant fiercely.
In a blink of an eye, Su Xing noticed Yan Shengfang running towards him. What appeared in his eyes was not joy, but anger:
'Don't come here, you idiot! '
However, there was no time to shout this sentence!
There was a hint of gloom in Zhen's eyes, and he had no choice but to give up the killing opportunity created by Yin Kui's eyes, quickly retreated against the fireball, and suddenly turned to look at Yan Shengfang, who was running towards Su Xing.
With a smile on his lips and cold eyes, he raised and tossed his right hand, and a bone spur came out of his hand, wrapped in a black shadow, and quickly shot towards Yan Shengfang.
A fire bowl rose staggeringly from its body, but there was no flame in it and its defense was weak.
"Uh-huh!"
A bone spur pierced Yan Shengfang's heart!
Her delicate body froze, as if struck by lightning. Looking tremblingly at Su Xing not far away, two lines of tears fell from his face, and an irreparable feeling of weakness surged from deep in his heart.
So scared! So cold!
"Ho ho..."
She covered her bleeding heart and slowly fell to the ground, but her eyes kept staring at the tree giant only a few meters away, as if she could draw a little warmth from it.
This Yan Shengfang was not familiar with him at all, and his personality was somewhat inexplicable. But when he saw that Yan Shengfang died because of him, as if he was the only one in his eyes before his death, Su Xing trembled in his heart for some reason.
He turned quickly and ran towards Yan Shengfang, holding him in his arms before he fell, and Fuso's spiritual power poured in crazily.
At the same time, a quarter of an hour gradually passed, and the vegetation reached its limit and gradually faded away.
"Hehehe." Not far away, 'Zhen' in front of the colorful miasma laughed lightly. The dark spots all over his body flowed and gradually disappeared. The burnt clothes, hair, and left arm hanging limply were exposed. The blackness on the skin was slowly spreading to the heart, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured.
Very embarrassed, but still smiled gently:
"Stupid.
Both people were injured or killed because of you.
But you don't seize the opportunity they created for you with their lives, instead you turn your head and hug a woman and cry weakly?
Now, the wooden shell is gone too.
Hehehe, next, to thank you for your stupidity.
I will cut off their heads in front of you.
And I will save your life at the end, letting you watch me kill the Monkey King, swallow the Ghost Fruit, and ascend to the 'True Son'!
Ha ha ha ha! "
The gentle smile was rare and indulgent, but what made him gradually frown was that Su Xing didn't look like a person who was about to lose everything, and he didn't feel angry at all.
Holding the blood-stained body in his arms, Su Xing slowly raised his head, seemingly indifferent to the defeat in the battle and the imminent death of the woman beneath him.
His eyes were so bland, so bland...it made 'True' feel uneasy.
Then, Su Xing's dull eyes finally showed a trace of... mockery.
"Don't you realize that you are too close to Banlan Miasma?"
In the colorful miasma behind him, the monkey king's brutal fighting sound continued, but it was much quieter.
The smile on 'Zhen''s face faltered.
Suddenly it was like falling into an ice cave!
Behind him, two skinny arms with completely corroded hair and a lot of corroded flesh suddenly stretched out.
Like miserable hands stretched out from hell,
It seems that I want to invite the initiator of all this,
Let’s go into this endless corrosive hell!
Little Monkey King!
The smile on Zhen's face completely disappeared and he rushed forward without hesitation.
But, it's too late.
Those blood-stained hands powerfully and firmly pulled Zhen into the hell he created.
Listen to the other party's heart-rending scream after coming into contact with the mist.
Su Xing's face was dull.
He lowered his head and continued to check Yan Shengfang's wounds underneath him.
The injury was serious and the heart was penetrated.
But as soon as the other party is a monk, he is physically strong.
Secondly, I once again underestimated the magic of Fuso Spiritual Root!
The influx of spiritual energy not only slowly healed the wounds, but most importantly, a vigorous vitality poured into the other party's body. Su Xing seemed to feel the fire of life of the other party.
From being like a candle in the wind, to gradually becoming stable and strong.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Xing directly pulled out the bone sword from the opponent's chest and held it tightly on the opponent's chest. In the process, Fuso's spiritual power always maintained the opponent's candle of life.
The open wound quickly stabilized again.
Listening to the screams gradually getting smaller in his ears, half a quarter of an hour later, Su Xing looked at the woman under him's small ears that were gradually turning red and dripping with blood, and said lightly:
"Since there's nothing serious, let's get up."
The blood-red color quickly spread from the ears to the skin, staining the jade face. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing undulating eyes, accompanied by a faint gasp.
"?" Su Xing was puzzled, but soon discovered the reason.
His big hand was tightly caressing the other person's chest...that is, in the middle of the mountain.
Of course, the other side's can only be called plain.
He calmly retracted his hands and glanced at the blood-stained jade skin exposed at the rip in the dress.
Well...and a scar.
If the treatment lasts for a while, maybe even the scar will be gone.
Also...it's really flat.
With indifferent eyes, Su Xing said calmly:
"Following authority in urgent matters is often offensive."
Yan Shengfang, who was underneath her, was so ashamed that she seemed to want to crawl under. After hearing Su Xing's words, she mustered up the courage to turn her head and looked at him with watery eyes. Her voice sounded like a mosquito, but it could not hide a trace of sweetness and... emotion that could not be dispelled. :
"I don't...I don't blame you. If you want...to continue treatment, that's fine."
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