Chapter 218: Someone from Wangwu Mountain
Another punch, and the old man knocked the young man away.
Just as he was about to catch up, he stumbled uncontrollably.
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at his somewhat stiff legs.
Starting from the heels, a fine dust of light slowly dissipates in the air.
Ahead, the young man struggled to get up from the rubble.
Coughed hard, spat out the blood stuck in his throat, and grinned.
"What's the time?"
The old man's sudden outburst was obviously abnormal, and the young man was so smart that he could definitely see it.
So the youth have been on the defensive, with the aim of dragging out this time.
Now that the old man suddenly stood still, the young man knew that the opportunity had come.
Bending down, the old man smiled lightly.
"Well, it's true that time is running out, but it's still enough to solve you. ”
The young man's smile was retracted, and his face was extremely solemn.
The old man is already mortal, and the young man is not going to fight with a mortal man.
With a strong bend of his legs, the old man's body rushed forward against the ground.
With a hand, the long knife stuck in the ground snapped softly and flew towards the old man.
With a wave of his hand, the long knife slashed at the young man with the sound of breaking wind.
This powerful blow forced the youth to defend.
The energy of his whole body was concentrated in his hands, and the young man half-knelt on the ground, his hands raised high, and he resisted the falling long knife with force.
As soon as the old man's hand was released, the long knife was lifted and flew up.
kicked straight and smashed into the young man's heart.
The young man, who didn't have time to change his tactics, snorted and raised his head backwards.
The long knife that bounced in mid-air was caught steadily, and it was slashed again with the speed of its fall.
The young man kneeling on the ground let out a roar, his elbow slammed into the ground, and his backward body moved sideways abruptly.
The head tilted to the side, and the falling long knife slashed heavily into the shoulder socket.
The sound of tooth cracking sounded, and the energy on the long knife exploded, trying to cut off the young man's shoulder with a single blow.
With this brief respite, the youth finally had time to adjust their posture.
Ignoring his shoulders, and in the face of severe pain, the young man took something out of his arms.
Gritting his teeth and pinching hard, strong energy fluctuations spread.
Kun Yu, who was standing on the roof, looked moved.
This energy is familiar, pure and breathing, exactly the same as the abyss.
The old man didn't expect that the young man still had such a backhand, and he didn't have time to defend for a while, and was swept away by the violent explosion.
Kun Yu stretched out his hand and pinched the spilled energy floating in midair.
Feeling it slightly, it is indeed the unique energy breath of the abyss.
Glancing thoughtfully at the young man in the dust, Kun Yu had some guesses in his heart.
The smoke and dust drifted away, and the young man, who had almost been cut to pieces, staggered to his feet.
Looking at the old man who was also half broken not far away, he grinned.
"Old thing, you still want to die with me, why do you?
The old man swayed his body and walked towards the young man.
The light dust behind it is dissipating faster and faster.
Even though the old man's body was broken, the long knife in his hand was still steadily pointing at the young man.
Gritting his teeth, the old man didn't say a word, and slashed at the young man with all his might.
The exhausted young man reluctantly raised his hand, and was slashed to the ground, and the arm hanging on his body finally broke away from his body and fell to the side.
A terrible howl rang out, and the young man retreated as he fended off the old man's attack.
The old man's back had disappeared, and his entire body had dissipated like quicksand.
The hand holding the knife was still steady, and the old man stared at the retreating young man, swinging each knife with all his might.
The young man's back was cold, and he had retreated to the corner.
The long knife in front of him was constantly enlarged, and the young man closed his eyes in horror.
The sound of the long knife falling to the ground sounded, and the expected pain and death did not come.
The young man's eyes opened suddenly.
The old man's arm turned into light dust at an extremely fast speed and dissipated into the air.
He sighed with regret.
It's just a little bit, almost a blood feud.
Pity!
The lower half of the old man's body had turned into ashes, and only the upper half of his body was left floating in the air.
At this time, in addition to regret, there was also a touch of relief in the old man's eyes.
is full of hatred for a lifetime, and before he dies, he can see the ugliness of the enemy, and God treats him well.
It's just that my heart is full of worries about that little doll.
Without his own company, Yin Ying really became a loner.
His eyes were full of nostalgia and he looked at the roof not far away.
The old man squirmed for a moment, trying to say something, but finally turned into a smile.
The blazing light shone on this dark corner, and the old man dissipated into the sunlight with a bit of relief and light.
Yin Ying has turned into tears in Kun Yu's arms.
But to Kun Yu's surprise, the little guy not only didn't cry, but desperately covered his mouth to prevent the cry from leaking out.
The little lip was bitten and the flesh was blurred, and Yin Ying stared closely at the place where the old man dissipated, and the big tears of beans fell big and big.
The young man who was slumped on the ground finally came to his senses, looked at the place where the old man had disappeared, and grinned.
A hearty laugh came out, and the laughter grew louder and louder, and the violent cough could not resist the hearty laughter.
Straightening up with difficulty, the young man picked up the broken arm not far away, looked up at Kun Yu standing on the roof, and staggered into the distance.
Kun Yu retracted his gaze, patted Yin Ying's head, and said softly.
"Let's go. ”
Yin Ying, who was already crying and convulsing, nodded desperately, but her eyes did not want to leave the place where the old man dissipated.
Kun Yu frowned and sighed slightly.
Raising his head, he thought about it, and the energy in his hand gathered, and the light dust that was flying not far away was sucked by Kun Yu.
The light dust was coiled in his hand, and Kun Yu continued to urge the energy to compress it, and finally turned into a gray ball.
He reached out and touched it, and took out a straw rope from his bosom.
After rubbing, the burrs of the straw rope disappeared and became smooth.
With a single effort, the straw rope pierced the ball and formed a pendant.
Spreading out his hand, Kun Yu placed the ball in front of Yin Ying's eyes.
"Put it away. ”
Yin Ying wiped her tears indiscriminately, carefully took them, tied a dead button, and hung them around her neck.
Kun Yu tapped at his feet and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.
After a long time, there was finally movement in the silent street.
A figure appeared in the final corner.
The young man's dilapidated body was much better.
He crouched down and carefully identified the blood on the ground, and raised his head to look into the distance.
The light in his eyes flowed, he gritted his teeth, got up and followed the trail of the young man.
After a long time, the streets were still silent, and no villagers dared to come out.
The sky suddenly darkened, and a huge black shadow descended on the small city with great power.
A few villagers who had just poked their heads out immediately retracted their heads.
The black shadow descended rapidly, and finally turned into four beasts pulling the luxurious carriage.
With a long hiss, the beast landed steadily on the ground, the carriage behind it did not touch the ground, and a whirlwind dragged the carriage steadily under the car.
The curtain opened, and a slender palm poked out.
The energy that floats in the air is picked up by the palm of the hand.
A cold snort came from inside the trunk.
After a few moments, the beast dragged the carriage on its journey.
As soon as the beast's front feet left, another ray of light flashed in the sky.
The white-bearded figure fluttered down.
Fall impartially where the beast stays.
The figure took a light breath, looked at the place where the beast had disappeared, and raised its foot to chase after it.
The small town is suddenly bustling with activity today.