Carried by the force of the two men's fall, the pine tree snapped and was bent like a bow, and then with a click, the trunk broke through it.

The two of them fell again, but with the cushioning power of the pine trees, the momentum of the fall had been greatly weakened.

The problem is that the meat ball has done its best, and there are no more vines to come out. And now, they are still at least seventy zhang (more than two hundred meters) away from the ground, and falling from this height is like death, but maybe a whole corpse can be left.

In Ning Xiaoxian's worried gaze, Changtian pulled out the Nanming Lihuo Sword with his left hand and stabbed it into the rock wall!

Sparks splashed, accompanied by the screeching sound of metal cutting through stone, which was tooth-souring.

After the divine sword entered Yunmengze, it also lost its divine effect, but it was still sharp and strong, and if it was replaced by an ordinary sword, it had long been cut in two because it could not withstand such a force. With the speed at which the two of them fell, coupled with the sharpness of Nan Mingli's fire sword itself, it was not uncommon to cut through the rock wall.

To tell the truth, with the current weight of the two of them, and the speed of falling from a high altitude, the force of the impact was many times greater than the maneuver when they rode on the bulglors to avoid the Bronmon. Ning Xiaoxian hugged him tightly, of course, he could feel that his body was full of energy, obviously using some secret methods to urge his physical energy out, so that he could support the two of them with one hand. It's just that in this way, the blood stain on his right chest is also rapidly expanding, and it is obvious that the wound is being stretched, and the injury is getting worse again.

From beginning to end, Chang Tian didn't even snort, but Ning Xiaoxian could tell from the tense muscles all over his body that the pain he endured must be very bearable.

Overhead, the broken pine tree sped down, narrowly grazing past the two of them. The branch fell on her head, and her head was deflected, and the sharp twig crossed her forehead, and the blood flowed profusely.

Nan Ming's fire sword cut a hole more than thirty zhang long on the rock wall, and from a distance, it looked like a long slit had been cut on the curtain. But in this way, the trend of decline finally stopped.

After a period of devastation, it returned to tranquility.

It is only about 20 zhang (60 meters) above the ground. Ning Xiaoxian didn't wait for Changtian to speak, he had ordered the meat ball to untie the vines tied to the waists of the two of them, and then turned around, both hands and feet were pierced into the rock cracks, attached to the rock like geckos, and then ordered it to tie the two tightly together again, which turned into the situation where she carried Changtian behind her back.

There was nothing wrong with his decision. With her current strength alone, she couldn't stop the trend of the two of them from falling. If Nan Mingli was holding the fire sword in her hand, I am afraid that she would not want that arm.

"Long day, let go. She called, but he didn't answer. Ning Xiaoxian was startled, stretched out his hand and stroked his face, only then did he move, and he pulled back twice before he withdrew the Nanming Lihuo Sword that was stuck on the rock wall.

He was on the verge of running out of oil, and he was able to survive until now only with the support of his will. He couldn't hold it anymore and leaned over her back.

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt a sinking on his body, and his pressure increased greatly. Fortunately, after entering Yunmengze, she can have the power of one person, this "person" is calculated according to a man in the prime of life, she is not powerless, and she can barely carry it for a long time.

With nearly two hundred pounds of weight on her back, she was panting and her legs were weak after two movements, not to mention that she was on a cliff, and she would lose two lives if she made a mistake. She carefully used the gecko's skill to swim against the wall, and "swam" down the steep rock wall, panting as she said, "Changtian, why didn't Shen Xia die?" It wasn't that she still had the leisure to chatter, but that Changtian was too seriously injured, and she had to keep him awake.

He didn't reply. Ning Xiaoxian raised his voice and asked again, and then he said in a low voice: "I don't know." The voice was hoarse, and the sexual feeling was still the same, but she felt bad in her ears, "Don't sleep, talk to me." He fell asleep and might never wake up again.

“…… Well. ”

"Crush me, you really need to lose weight!" she gritted her teeth. The man behind her was really crushing her, but he had long hands and feet, and it was especially difficult to carry it, and his former advantages were now very hindering. Several times she almost couldn't hold onto the rock wall.

"You didn't do that before...... Complained. His voice was staccato and staccato.

Before, she was stunned, only to understand that he was referring to her being suppressed by him in the past, and couldn't help but say, "Death!" Since Changtian can still laugh, it proves that he is also trying to resist drowsiness.

She struggled to climb down about ten feet, and the blood on her forehead was mixed with large beads of sweat dripping down, falling into her eyes with a tingling pain.

Ning Xiaoxian's limbs were all on the rock wall, and he couldn't stretch out his hand to wipe it, but he felt that his eyes were scarlet, and he couldn't see the scene clearly. She shook her head a few times, but she couldn't shake off the blood and sweat, and in her annoyance, a palm reached out behind her and gently wiped her forehead for her.

She was about to speak, when Changtian suddenly coughed.

He was carried on her back, his chin resting on her shoulder. Although she only coughed twice, Ning Xiaoxian felt that liquid was flowing down her neck, and then she smelled a strong smell of blood.

She had never been so scared, and her heart stopped beating for a moment. She couldn't help but tremble, "Hold on a little longer, we're almost to the ground!"

Changtian's chest and lungs were penetrated, the injury was already heavy, the lungs were mainly breathing, and the more he inhaled, the more the injury worsened.

In addition to amputating his own pulse, he has always used the breath-holding technique to hold his breath. Injured people whose lungs are penetrated often die of respiratory failure due to pulmonary hemorrhage, which leads to massive congestion inside or outside the lungs. Changtian sealed the meridians by himself to stop the blood from accumulating in the lungs, but he forced his efforts again, and the injury worsened dramatically, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on without treatment.

He couldn't help coughing now, which showed that the breathing technique and pulse amputation were gradually failing, and he coughed up blood at this moment.

Changtian adjusted his breathing, barely stopped coughing, and said, "I'm fine, you slow down." The voice was as thin as a gossamer but not flustered, but two rapid gasps sprayed on her neck, and she was a little relieved.

At least, he still has breathing.

Once upon a time, he was still a divine beast calling for wind and rain on the Southern Ganbu Continent, but in this Guyin Mountains and Rivers Array, even raising his hand to wipe her sweat would affect her injuries. Ning Xiaoxian felt that his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were a little hot, so he quickly blinked his eyes and blinked away all the tears.

At such a critical moment, blurred vision can kill people.

"It's like we've fallen into a sinkhole. "The light around is getting dimmer. They had been busy saving their lives and had not paid attention to their surroundings, but now she was looking around as she moved downstream, only to find that there was a deep hole at the bottom of the cliff, and they had just fallen from the wall. R1152