Yan Haozhe charged at full speed!

The sword is cold, and the killing intent is full.

It worked!

I'm finally going to kill this tough guy myself!

100,000 source stones are about to arrive!

The whole body couldn't help but be excited, and Yan Haozhe's whole body even trembled because of it.

Strike!

The tip of the knife is inserted into the body.

Three points.

Stop!

Su Shen's palm had already caught the battle knife in his body, and he looked at the other party with a cold gaze.

"You can still resist!" Yan Haozhe was stunned, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Zimu Intestine Breaking Knife!"

Strike!

A section of the tip of the knife suddenly ejected from the blade, straight into Su Shen's abdomen, and passed through his body.

Su Shenwa spat out blood.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect it, how does Lao Tzu's mother-in-law knife taste like?" Yan Haozhe laughed loudly.

It was as if he had seen 100,000 source stones beckoning to him.

"You're talking too much. Su Shen replied, and threw a backhand punch.

"Die!" Yan Haozhe, who saw that Su Shen was at the end of his crossbow, was not afraid of Su Shen at all, and slashed with his backhand, slashing Su Shen's shoulder.

He believed that in the face of this sword, Su Shen could only block, and once the offensive and defensive momentum was converted, Su Shen would no longer have the strength to fight back.

But he was wrong.

Su Shenli ignored the knife, and let the tip of the knife slash on his shoulder, almost removing half of his shoulder, but the armor-breaking cone in his left hand had already hit him on the throat.

Yan Haozhe screamed "ah", and a spring of blood rushed out of his throat.

In the end, he was able to retreat, but Su Shen's explosive fist didn't have time to exert its power and didn't blow his whole head off, so he was lucky to survive, but a big bloody mouth in his throat still hurt him a lot.

"Uh......h ...... Yan Haozhe was shocked and angry, he wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, he could only look at Su Shen with great anger, and couldn't figure out how he dared to fight with himself.

That's right, you're cool this time, but there are dozens of people on this battlefield.

The right arm is scrapped, how can you still fight?

Su Shen looked at the other party without caring at all, at this time he had already lasted for three seconds, the gravity of his body disappeared, his body retreated sharply, and a bottle of potion appeared in his left hand.

Medicament?

Yan Haozhe was shocked, and suddenly remembered that there was one piece of information about Su Shen that he was a pharmacist.

Pharmacist!

He's a pharmacist!

Yan Haozhe was so frightened that his soul was about to fly out.

How did I forget that the other party was still a pharmacist?

I saw that Su Shen had already flicked the mouth of the medicine bottle and poured it towards the wounds on his right shoulder and other places.

A bottle of precious elixir for the treatment of musculoskeletal injuries could have been used more than a dozen times, but now it was spilled clean by him without money, and then another bottle of potion was taken out, and he tilted his head and drank the potion.

Drink several bottles in an instant.

So Yan Haozhe saw that Su Shen's momentum that had just fallen down had risen again.

He was horrified in his heart, knowing that it was not good, and wanted to escape, Su Shen had stopped retreating.

He reversed.

Charge!

Kill those dozens of source soldiers.

The original dimmed incarnation of the original blood was repeated and fierce, and the body of the scorching sun burned everything, turning everything into ashes everywhere it passed, and seeing Yan Haozhe's heart was horrified to death.

He wanted to run away at this time, but it was too late.

Su Shen's body chased after him like lightning, and the original blood incarnation blasted out more than ten punches in a row, hitting Yan Haozhe, and Yan Haozhe let out a miserable cry of "ah".

When the last punch fell, Yan Haozhe couldn't hold it anymore and died on the spot.

At this point, five Kaiyang, ten Boiling Blood, twenty Qi Cultivation and fifty Peak Forging Warriors were all killed, leaving a large number of corpses at the battle site.

However, after killing Yan Haozhe, Su Shen's body froze, and he almost fell, and the original blood incarnation behind him disappeared directly.

Yes, Su Shen is actually pretending.

He didn't have that many potions at all.

Before coming, because it was a banquet, Su Shen didn't care too much about what preparations he made, and the source ring was full of some commonly used items, but he didn't prepare too many potions.

Because of this, Su Shen didn't have a bottle of the potion Su Shen brought with him in the Jinshui Ruins.

The nourishing tendon powder he used to recover from his arm injury was real, but it didn't have such a good effect, and what he drank was a bottle of low-grade recovery potion that he put in his hand at that time, and the recovery effect was there, but for Kaiyang Yuanshi, the effect was limited.

Yan Haozhe was purely scared to death by himself, if he didn't flee but chose to fight to the death, maybe the end of the battle would still be defeat, but Su Shen would definitely be seriously injured.

"Damn, in the future, you must have a whole group of potions on your body, no, one group is not enough, you have to have three groups!

At this moment, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Su Shen muttered to himself fiercely.

His current state is very bad, he has fought several battles in a row, and the use of the original blood incarnation is close to the limit, although the source power can be replenished with the source stone, but the physical strength consumed is difficult to replenish, so he has to leave here in a hurry.

It's just that there are three layers of this Nanling Mountain's encirclement, and Su Shen is only killing the second layer now.

And with the movement just now, the people who were surrounding the third layer were only afraid that they had reached six or seven groups.

It is extremely difficult to break out again.

Su Shen looked at the shadow energy in the glove, and there was not much left, so he simply stopped and found a tree to rest.

The stay was short, and soon a large group of people came up below.

The leader is the figure he is familiar with.

Long Qingjiang.

This head of the Long family came in person.

Seeing Long Qingjiang, Su Shen smiled slightly.

What he was waiting for was Long Qingjiang.

The ten bloodline nobles each guarded one side, and from the moment they went down the mountain, Su Shen knew that Long Qingjiang was on this road, and he was guarding the last line of defense.

That's why he chose to go here.

At this time, Long Qingjiang was coming up with his people, and there were still five groups of people, five Kaiyang Realm, but it included Long Qingjiang, the peak of Kaiyang.

Even with this yang, Long Qingjiang was still very careful to let his subordinates walk in the front, and he looked at the Quartet with a gloomy face.

For Su Shen, Long Qingjiang now knows that it is impossible to be too careful.

When he hadn't come before, he had already sensed a strong source force fluctuation here. That kind of source power fluctuation was so strong that it surprised him, and it felt as if it was played by him at the peak of Kaiyang.

But even if it were him, it was almost impossible to kill five groups of centaurs in such a short period of time.

But Su Shen did it.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the corpses strewn across the hillside.

What kind of demon are they hunting?

How did he do that?

Just when everyone was startled and shocked, there was a whoosh, and something in the forest suddenly flew in.

"Be careful!" shouted everyone.

Everyone was ready to defend at the same time.

Syllable!

A bottle of potion smashed on a stone not far away, shattering.

"It's a potion, it could be a poisonous mist!" someone shouted.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses at the same time.

However, there was no smoke in the vial.

What's going on?

Is it a colorless and invisible poison?

Everyone speculated, nervous, so they didn't notice Long Qingjiang's face behind him.

His face became extremely ugly the moment the medicine bottle appeared.

For he had recognized that the vial was the medicine for his son.

A voice quietly reached his ears: "Hello, Patriarch Long. ”

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