Chapter 161: Strange Black Air

The two green strange insects around Gong Chenying had already dispersed. Even the two strange insects that were attacking Wang Lang turned into two wisps of green energy and quickly returned to Gong Chenying's body after knocking Wang Lang back two steps. That huge Changge, but the surface of this Changge no longer has any spiritual energy, and there are still marks from the sword on it. It has lost its spirituality greatly.

Wang Lang also put away the long sword in his hand, pointed and recalled the two flying swords that also had dim light, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "This woman is really strong, she is obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, and her injuries are a few more serious than mine." She actually blocked my full blow. If I still had 80% of my spiritual power, I could kill her with just one blow, even if she had the means to save her life. , even if it directly knocks her into the black shadow dozens of meters away, there is no problem, but it is a pity! "The magic weapon "Buliu Xing" given to him by his master was originally used by the Jindan monk, but it was extremely awkward and difficult for Wang Lang to use it. Otherwise, Quan Jiuxing would not have found a loophole and succeeded in using it, causing him serious injuries. The most important thing about the "Buliu Xing" magic weapon is that it requires huge spiritual power to support it. Even with the cultivation of Wang Lang's fake elixir monk, just one blow will consume more than 80% of the spiritual power, and then it will be the weakest time. .

However, immediately the smile appeared on his face again, "Junior Sister Gong, that's great, but you can still take on a few of my swords." After that, under the infusion of his spiritual power, the two flying swords glowed again. It lit up, and the buzzing sword turned into an arc and stabbed diagonally towards Gong Chenying's shoulders. And he himself took big steps to face Gong Chenying head-on. His actions clearly did not want Gong Chenying to suffer. Chen Ying fled to both sides, using two flying swords to directly block the left and right roads, while directly attacking from the front.

Gong Chenying looked at the direct attack, a stern look flashed on her pale face, but she was still fearless. She slapped her right hand on the storage bag, but there was no light flashing on the storage bag. When the item appeared, Gong Chenying secretly sighed in his heart. He originally wanted to squeeze out the last of his energy to use the golden axe, but now he couldn't even open the storage bag. In fact, her actions caught Wang Lang's eyes, but he couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face. "What kind of skills is this girl practicing? She obviously has no spiritual power, but she still has the strength to fight. This body is so strong." , is she a human or a demon?”

Gong Chenying acted like this, not to mention Wang Lang, but any monk would be shocked. When a monk has exhausted his spiritual power, he can still use his body to fight like a monster. This kind of physical strength is human It is almost unheard of, and it is only possible for the legendary ancient physical trainers to achieve it when they have reached a high level.

Gong Chenying looked at the cold light that was getting closer and closer. He endured the tearing pain in his muscles and took a deep breath. The bones in his body continued to crack like fried beans. He grabbed the cyan Changge in front of him with his jade hand and lowered himself. At that moment, a circle of weather-proof guns and flowers appeared in front of him, and his ears heard two louder sounds than before coming from the sky and the earth.

The shaking Wang Lang, who was advancing forward, couldn't help but retreat away. He felt dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and his blood was rising. After this loud noise, what happened next A powerful wave of air directly hit his body. Wang Lang felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. The wound burst open instantly, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his buttocks. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His face instantly turned gray.

On the opposite side, Gong Chenying was covered in blood, with a large amount of blood spurting out from his waist and abdomen. The cyan Changge in his hand was broken due to the previous hit due to the lack of spiritual blessing, and it was broken when it collided with the flying sword. It was broken into two pieces, and there was a deep sword mark on one of them, which was almost broken by a flying sword. If it weren't for the Qing Ge that she refined with excellent materials, the blow just now would have been It would be split into three pieces, and even she and others would be split into several pieces. Fortunately, she turned sideways to release her force in the critical moment and was able to escape, but her figure was still pushed backwards by the force of the repulsion. He was thrown up and fell directly towards the advancing black shadow behind him.

Gong Chenying slid out of a curve in the air, holding two pieces of Qingge tightly in his hand. He fell into a semi-conscious state. Pictures flashed through his mind in a daze, and finally settled on one picture. It was a seven-year-old girl. The eight-year-old girl stood barefoot on a bamboo tower, her eyes full of stubbornness, looking at a large urn that was more than half her height in front of her. Inside the urn were colorful centipedes, green snakes that exhaled white air, and a Spiders, scorpions and other poisonous insects of various colors, which looked like highly poisonous things, raised their heads and hissed. Although she was shaking all over and her face was pale, she gritted her teeth and resolutely stretched out her bare feet and stepped forward firmly, standing on the big With the urn in hand, she gingerly picked up her little feet and put her hand directly into the urn, but her face had already turned away and she closed her eyes tightly...

The moment she fell into the darkness, a figure quickly shot over from the side. Seeing that he was not in a hurry, the figure's eyes flashed, and he simply blocked himself behind Gong Chenying, opened his arms, and the next moment He was hit hard by Gong Chenying's arms, and under this collision, the man's body flew back quickly. Before he could react, his back had already touched the black sky rising from behind. Above the shadow, he couldn't help but panic, and with a fierce push with both hands, he pushed the girl in his arms forward several meters, and then fell to the ground. As for himself, bursts of black smoke were rising from his back, and a sharp pain entered his mind.

This person is Li Yan. He was escorted by Pingtu and arrived here in a few breaths. However, during this process, he kept thinking about the last words Pingtu said. However, he still didn't understand, but seemed to The feeling of being broken at once.

But just as he was thinking

At that moment, he felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, it was when Gong Chenying was waving his Qing Ge into a circle to block. He saw something wrong at a glance. There was no spiritual energy on the spear flower, and although Gong Chenying's eyes were firm, they were already lifeless.

As soon as he landed, there were two loud noises, which made Li Yan dizzy and almost fell to the ground. When he barely managed to stabilize his mind, he was horrified to find that Gong Chenying had already flown into the black shadow behind him. He had no time to think about it. Li Yan's spiritual power surged out of his body, and he flew nearly a hundred meters in less than a breath at an unprecedented speed, and came directly to the back of Gong Chenying. However, even if both parties were seriously injured in the foundation building, the aftermath of their fight was not something he could stop. At the moment of blocking Gong Chenying's figure, a strong force directly brought him into the black shadow behind him.

This shocked Li Yan, but he was powerless to change it. He only felt a chill on his back, followed by a sharp pain. He didn't have time to think and pushed the warm jade-like body in his arms out. Waves of severe pain that penetrated his internal organs kept coming, making him groan. At the same time, his mind flashed directly to the scene where the black shadow in the sky passed by, and everything turned into powder silently.

出来的に彈水真經（The Black Water Sutra） blasted away in one swoop, and Li Yan was so exhausted that he could no longer hold back his energy and energy, and he was so exhausted that he could no longer breathe, and yet his energy was so high that he could no longer move. This made Li Yan startled. He quickly waved his right arm. An intact arm appeared in front of him, but the right sleeve of the sect's spiritual weapon-level robe from the elbow down was gone. Li Yan was stunned for a while, and hurriedly looked back. The black air behind them was a few meters away from them. It was pitch black. It turned out that those places, whether trees, grass or hard rocks, had already turned into nothingness. Only endless darkness revealed a huge mouth.

Just as Li Yan looked back, a murderous intent suddenly emerged from the front, which startled Li Yan. He didn't bother to look back and rushed to Gong Chenying who fell to the ground on the side. <

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Wang Lang was looking at him with red eyes. There was a large piece of blood on his chest, and blood was constantly gushing out between his chest and abdomen. He didn't want to stand up in a hurry, but looked at Li Yan's back with his eyes spitting fire.

Just now, Wang Lang fell to the ground with a tinnitus and dizziness. In addition, Li Yan moved too fast, so he didn't see clearly that Li Yan's hand reached into the black shadow and his back was already eroded by the black shadow in the sky. He just felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a figure pounced on Gong Chenying's falling momentum. The two of them escaped from the black shadow in an instant. Wang Lang was powerless to get up at this moment. When he saw that the other party was also a cultivator of the Wuliang Sect, he couldn't help but get angry. He was just a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi Condensation, but he dared to appear in front of him. With his eyes red, he tapped himself with one hand, and the blood gushing out of his chest and abdomen was greatly reduced. With the other hand, he slapped his waist and several pills appeared in the air, which he sucked in.

A huge pressure from Li Yan's body pressed down directly, making his legs a little weak and his spiritual power not flowing smoothly. Li Yan gritted his teeth and didn't care about the injury on his back and the strange situation of his right arm. With his legs trembling, he suddenly picked up Gong Chenying and took a deep breath. He took a big step to the side. It was not until he was hundreds of meters away from Wang Lang that the pressure on Li Yan was reduced in vain and his figure accelerated to the distance. He had no intention of taking the opportunity to kill Wang Lang just now. A seriously injured foundation-building cultivator was not someone he could provoke. The pressure from Wang Lang's fake pill realm alone made him tremble and stand unsteadily. But he also saw that Wang Lang was powerless to chase him at this time. He could only watch a man holding Gong Chenying and walking away. From beginning to end, Wang Lang did not see Li Yan's face clearly.

While running, Li Yan's spiritual sense swept across his back, and at the same time, his spiritual power circulated in his body. After a while, he felt relieved. In his spiritual sense, apart from the torn clothes, revealing a large area of ​​dark skin and muscles, there was no scar. At the same time, under the circulation of spiritual power, there was nothing wrong with his body. This made him feel relieved temporarily. He couldn't help but think of the nonsensical words Pingtu said when he sent him out of the secret room. A flash of inspiration seemed to flash through his mind, but he looked down at the beauty in his arms. Most of her long legs were almost dragging on the ground. Li Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Among the women he knew, the Sixth Senior Sister and Zhao Min were really tall. Although he had grown a lot taller in the past few years, he was basically only slightly taller than these two. Now holding this slender girl, it was not strenuous for him to hold her physically, but it was inevitably inconvenient for him to move with his long legs dragging on the ground.

The faint body fragrance and bloody smell emanated from the tip of his nose, which made Li Yan frown. He had to find a safer place to heal the Sixth Senior Sister, otherwise Gong Chenying would not be able to survive for too long. Gong Chenying's face was now blue-gray, and her breath was extremely weak.