Chapter 166: Thunder Lion's Concerns
Being in the air, churning dozens of times, a large canopy of blood mist swayed, Qin Xing's body drew a standard arc, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and slammed into a hard mountain range.
The qi and blood in his body kept tumbling, Qin Xing's breath was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood upside down, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood stasis.
At this time, Qin Xing was really embarrassed, and with such a violent blow just now, there were three more paw prints on Qin Xing's chest, which were symmetrical to the heart, starting from the right side and spreading to the lower left part close to the diaphragm. If Qin Xing hadn't controlled the spirit element in time at the last moment to turn into a shield in front of his chest and resist slightly, this blow would probably directly scratch his spine.
Despite this, his ribcage was still in tatters. The chest was broken a full five, and three wounds were made on both sides of the lungs near the medial side, but fortunately the position of the heart flashed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Tingting!" Qin Xing still didn't care about probing his injuries, at the moment when he was blown away just now, Fu Yuting, who was only in his arms, was thrown away because Qin Xing's arm lost strength, and slammed into another mountain range hundreds of meters away from Qin Xing.
Enduring the sharp pain of the wound, Qin Xing stood up tremblingly, his weak legs desperately trampling on the ground, and the elven wings behind his back that had been broken by the violent impact were also struggling fearlessly, making a slight push with the best of his strength.
Being in the air, churning dozens of times, a large canopy of blood mist swayed, Qin Xing's body drew a standard arc, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and slammed into a hard mountain range.
The qi and blood in his body kept tumbling, Qin Xing's breath was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood upside down, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood stasis.
At this time, Qin Xing was really embarrassed, and with such a violent blow just now, there were three more paw prints on Qin Xing's chest, which were symmetrical to the heart, starting from the right side and spreading to the lower left part close to the diaphragm. If Qin Xing hadn't controlled the spirit element in time at the last moment to turn into a shield in front of his chest and resist slightly, this blow would probably directly scratch his spine.
Despite this, his ribcage was still in tatters. The chest was broken a full five, and three wounds were made on both sides of the lungs near the medial side, but fortunately the position of the heart flashed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Tingting!" Qin Xing still didn't care about probing his injuries, at the moment when he was blown away just now, Fu Yuting, who was only in his arms, was thrown away because Qin Xing's arm lost strength, and slammed into another mountain range hundreds of meters away from Qin Xing.
Enduring the sharp pain of the wound, Qin Xing stood up tremblingly, his weak legs desperately trampling on the ground, and the elven wings behind his back that had been broken by the violent impact were also struggling fearlessly, making a slight push with the best of his strength.
Being in the air, churning dozens of times, a large canopy of blood mist swayed, Qin Xing's body drew a standard arc, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and slammed into a hard mountain range.
The qi and blood in his body kept tumbling, Qin Xing's breath was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood upside down, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood stasis.
At this time, Qin Xing was really embarrassed, and with such a violent blow just now, there were three more paw prints on Qin Xing's chest, which were symmetrical to the heart, starting from the right side and spreading to the lower left part close to the diaphragm. If Qin Xing hadn't controlled the spirit element in time at the last moment to turn into a shield in front of his chest and resist slightly, this blow would probably directly scratch his spine.
Despite this, his ribcage was still in tatters. The chest was broken a full five, and three wounds were made on both sides of the lungs near the medial side, but fortunately the position of the heart flashed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Tingting!" Qin Xing still didn't care about probing his injuries, at the moment when he was blown away just now, Fu Yuting, who was only in his arms, was thrown away because Qin Xing's arm lost strength, and slammed into another mountain range hundreds of meters away from Qin Xing.
Enduring the sharp pain of the wound, Qin Xing stood up tremblingly, his weak legs desperately trampling on the ground, and the elven wings behind his back that had been broken by the violent impact were also struggling fearlessly, making a slight push with the best of his strength.
Being in the air, churning dozens of times, a large canopy of blood mist swayed, Qin Xing's body drew a standard arc, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and slammed into a hard mountain range.
The qi and blood in his body kept tumbling, Qin Xing's breath was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood upside down, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood stasis.
At this time, Qin Xing was really embarrassed, and with such a violent blow just now, there were three more paw prints on Qin Xing's chest, which were symmetrical to the heart, starting from the right side and spreading to the lower left part close to the diaphragm. If Qin Xing hadn't controlled the spirit element in time at the last moment to turn into a shield in front of his chest and resist slightly, this blow would probably directly scratch his spine.
Despite this, his ribcage was still in tatters. The chest was broken a full five, and three wounds were made on both sides of the lungs near the medial side, but fortunately the position of the heart flashed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Tingting!" Qin Xing still didn't care about probing his injuries, at the moment when he was blown away just now, Fu Yuting, who was only in his arms, was thrown away because Qin Xing's arm lost strength, and slammed into another mountain range hundreds of meters away from Qin Xing.
Enduring the sharp pain of the wound, Qin Xing stood up tremblingly, his weak legs desperately trampling on the ground, and the elven wings behind his back that had been broken by the violent impact were also struggling fearlessly, making a slight push with the best of his strength.
Being in the air, churning dozens of times, a large canopy of blood mist swayed, Qin Xing's body drew a standard arc, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and slammed into a hard mountain range.
The qi and blood in his body kept tumbling, Qin Xing's breath was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood upside down, spitting out a mouthful of thick blood stasis.
At this time, Qin Xing was really embarrassed, and with such a violent blow just now, there were three more paw prints on Qin Xing's chest, which were symmetrical to the heart, starting from the right side and spreading to the lower left part close to the diaphragm. If Qin Xing hadn't controlled the spirit element in time at the last moment to turn into a shield in front of his chest and resist slightly, this blow would probably directly scratch his spine.
Despite this, his ribcage was still in tatters. The chest was broken a full five, and three wounds were made on both sides of the lungs near the medial side, but fortunately the position of the heart flashed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Tingting!" Qin Xing still didn't care about probing his injuries, at the moment when he was blown away just now, Fu Yuting, who was only in his arms, was thrown away because Qin Xing's arm lost strength, and slammed into another mountain range hundreds of meters away from Qin Xing.
Enduring the sharp pain of the wound, Qin Xing stood up tremblingly, his weak legs desperately trampling on the ground, and the elven wings behind his back that had been broken by the violent impact were also struggling fearlessly, making a slight push with the best of his strength.