Chapter 131: And the Yellow Sparrow?
I often know that Lin Yiran's summoning of the fire dragon is very consuming of spiritual energy, and if Lin Yiran wants to dodge his own attack and rely on the remaining spiritual energy to summon the fire dragon, the power will be greatly weakened.
But if Lin Yiran didn't dodge his own attack, he would naturally die by his own sword soon.
Even if the fire dragon can be successfully summoned, it is much less powerful, and with its own speed, it should be easy to dodge the fire dragon's attack.
From the usual wishful thinking, when Lin Lin Yiran was still more than ten zhang away, he kicked the flying sword with both feet, and his body rushed towards Lin Yiran at a speed faster than the flying sword.
"Die!" he shouted, holding a dagger in his hand, and stabbed Lin Yiran in the throat, but then he only felt a gust of wind pass by, and found that what he stabbed was only Lin Yiran's phantom.
Li Chang never thought that among the people who wanted to share the spiritual realm with him, there would be people who were not inferior to his speed.
Although his strength is not very strong, his speed is the fastest among people with the same spiritual realm, at least, in the Hanging Realm.
He relied on superhuman speed, how many enemy heads he had taken, and how many times he had escaped the enemy's pursuit, but now, he relied on his speed to hurt a hairy boy on the opposite side.
"Red Wind Palm!"
Taking advantage of the moment when Lichang was still stunned, Lin Yiran seized the opportunity to cast the Red Wind Palm, and an adult-sized fire dragon circled and flew quickly towards Lichang.
Although the fire dragon was small, it was also summoned by Lin Yiran who almost exhausted the spiritual energy in his body, and now the spiritual energy he had left was only enough for him to leave this place.
The reaction was very fast, and the flying sword flew right at his feet at this time, and he took advantage of the momentum to kick and turn upward, narrowly dodging the fire dragon's attack.
After escaping the catastrophe, he turned over and stepped on the flying sword steadily. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the fire dragon had turned around and attacked him again, and then he could only turn over again and avoid the fire dragon's attack.
In this way, after dodging the fire dragon's attacks several times in succession, he was finally hit in the back by the fire dragon.
Fortunately, the fire dragon consumed a lot of its own strength in the process of turning its head and attacking several times, and when it finally hit Lichang's back, only the thickness of an adult's thigh allowed Lichang to pick up a life.
But Ren did this, and his entire back was burned like charcoal by the fire dragon, and then he howled in pain.
"Die, Lin Yiran!" he shouted, rushing towards Lin Yiran with a dagger in his hand.
Although Lichang was seriously injured, he still had a little combat effectiveness, and he saw Lin Yiran's face pale and stay in mid-air, knowing that the other party had no combat effectiveness.
The dawn of victory was already in sight, and the pain had been reduced by half at the thought of holding the Red Sky Golden Steel Sword and the appearance of the Hanging Realm.
Lin Yiran looked helplessly at the anomaly who rushed towards him, but he couldn't move for half a minute, just because he dodged one more attack from the anomaly, he had exhausted the aura in his body, and at this time, he could still levitate the sword in mid-air, and he had exhausted all his spiritual power.
Let him move half a minute more, it will be impossible to do it.
Lin Yiran had no other choice but to continue to operate the meditation technique, and before he hurt himself, he could recover as much aura as he could.
Lin Yiran smiled bitterly in his heart, is he really going to die here?
He just watched quietly as Lichang attacked him, but when he was still a few feet away from Lin Yiran, he suddenly turned his head in a different place.
When his head separated, his eyes were still full of triumphant joy.
"Do you think that's all you know, the praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches?" Suddenly, another man's voice came from the ground.
Lin Yiran fixed his eyes and saw that it was an iron fan that took off the head of the deviant head, and the owner of the iron fan turned out to be Zhou Shusheng.
In the end, would he die at the hands of such a shameless person? Lin Yiran's wry smile became even more ugly, he didn't expect that so many people would come against him in just one day.
"Shusheng Zhou, you told Feiyu Pavilion the news that I killed Zhang Panlong, right?" Lin Yiran asked indifferently.
"That's right, but I didn't expect the Flying Feather Pavilion to take out a Chixiao Golden Steel Sword and ten Quick Cultivation Pills as a reward. Zhou Shusheng smiled proudly.
He originally thought that the people of the Flying Feather Pavilion would personally come to deal with Lin Yiran, but he didn't expect that the Flying Feather Pavilion would actually take the hunting of Lin Yiran as a bounty task and release it to the Bounty Guild.
He coveted the reward given by the Flying Feather Pavilion, so when he learned the news of the bounty Lin Yiran, he went directly to the Bounty Guild and waited.
After he saw that the Yin and Yang Shuangsha received the task, he bought off the people of the Bounty Guild and asked them to delay the release of the news of the bounty Lin Yiran, and then he secretly followed the Yin and Yang Shuangsha to see if he could pick up some cheap.
But he didn't expect that Lichang would also see the bounty news and secretly follow him together.
Originally, he thought that he had fallen short, but he didn't expect Lin Yiran to be seriously injured at the last moment, which made him glad that he had come over.
If he himself was attacked by Lin Yiran's fire dragon, he would definitely not survive as usual.
When the time comes, he will either be dead or seriously injured.
This accidental harvest made Zhou Shusheng very proud.
Zhou Shusheng thought that with the help of ten Rapid Cultivation Pills, it was enough for him to cultivate to the middle stage of the Hanging Realm. When his strength is raised to the middle stage of the Hanging Realm, even if he is strong against Qiu Liu, no one will dare to say anything.
Thinking of this, Zhou Shusheng laughed and flew to Lin Yiran's side with a fan. He wanted to torture Lin Yiran slowly, so that he could slowly die in pain.
The wishful thinking has been made, Zhou Shusheng held a dagger in his hand, came to Lin Yiran, and wanted to cut off Lin Yiran's limbs with a knife.
When he raised his right hand holding the dagger, and was about to make the first cut, he suddenly saw a big mouth stretched out of Lin Yiran's waist and ate his right hand.
"What is it?!" Zhou Shusheng covered his broken arm, stepped on the iron fan, and hurriedly stepped back. The sudden attack made him unguardable.
Zhou Shusheng's smug look just now had disappeared, replaced by a look of horror, he didn't expect Lin Yiran to have such a hand.
"Little Dragon. Lin Yiran looked at the little dragon that emerged from the Qiankun bag happily, and raised his hand with difficulty to touch the other party's body.
At this time, the little dragon's mouth alone is bigger than an adult's body.
He didn't expect that at this critical juncture, he was saved by Xiaolong again.
Zhou Shusheng had already seen clearly that Lin Yiran was in the bag, and it turned out to be a fierce beast stronger than his own strength, and he hurriedly stepped on the iron fan and fled.
didn't escape far, and was swallowed by the little dragon who chased after him.