The three scorpion tail needles that had previously shattered Yu Zefeng's giant sword turned back from the air and stabbed him in the back with extreme speed, while the two front claws overlapped, facing this more dangerous sword.

It's a long story, but it's just an instantaneous thing.

"Boom"

An even more violent explosion was heard, shaking the mountains like an earthquake.

Yu Zefeng only had time to recover his hands at this moment, and spun half a circle with his head in his hands, avoiding the scorpion tail needle that shot at his skull, and then flew out at a faster speed than when he came.

The body kept spurting blood in the upside-down flight, and the seven orifices also flowed red blood. The left arm was pierced by a scorpion tail needle, and three black holes emerged, and wisps of black smoke from the flesh and blood emitted from it.

The right side of the body hit the cliff, and the whole body was shocked and spurted blood again, and after a few clicks in a row, the right arm bone and the right leg bone were broken into several knots, and the body was embedded in the rock half a foot deep.

Although there is the protection of the inner armor of the eight-grade heavenly weapon, the strength is not enough to only urge three or four percent of the power, and the armor material is extremely hard, which can block the cutting of the blade, but there is no way to completely reduce the power of the shock.

The blood-eyed three-tailed scorpion was also hit by the impact of this explosion, flying hundreds of feet away, and the left chela carapace that directly collided with the flying sword was broken, first revealing snow-white scorpion flesh, and then it was covered with bright red blood, and after landing on the ground, the scorpion mouth also shed a trace of blood foam, and it was obviously injured.

However, compared to Yu Zefeng and the little ape, it can only be regarded as a minor injury.

"Hiss ......"

Roaring angrily, he got up and shook a few times, the flames covered his body again, and his six legs rushed out again with a rapid stroke.

The body flew forward, and the fireball and tail needle shot out first, and the target was Yu Zefeng, who was embedded in the rock.

The body crashed into the rock, and as soon as it stopped, it let out a scream of "ah".

There is no place in the body that does not hurt, as if the body is being divided, and it takes two breaths to control the natural reflexes of the nerves and restrain the instinctive screams of severe pain.

In his soul thoughts, he saw another wave of attacks, but now he could turn in addition to his head, and his body couldn't move at all, so it was impossible to dodge.

At this moment, or at this moment, Yu Zefeng thought a lot, and the monks of Tianmu Star, his parents, Hua Shuzhu'er, Xin'er, several people from Longshan, Zixiao Pavilion, and so on all came to mind.

His gaze returned to calm, and then the infinite battle intent rose, and although his body was broken, his will was definitely at the peak of several years. The heart shouted over and over again:

"I, Yu Zefeng, must live. ”

The spiritual power poured into the sword without reservation, and the soul thought envoy flew out of the humanoid cave, as if shouting frantically with the last trace of strength in his life:

"Sword Style_ Sword Qi Silk. ”

Dozens of spiritual power flying swords, carrying sharp sword qi, slashed out from the slashing sword, and the flying shots became smaller and smaller, and in an instant, they shrank to one-tenth of the usual size before stopping.

Immediately after that, it was like a noodle, stretched by an invisible force, getting thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a ruler-long sword qi filament as thin as a hair.

Another burst of shouts that seemed to come from the depths of the soul: "Star Mark Swordsmanship, give it to me." ”

I saw that the sword qi that flew out seemed to be alive, and while flying, it either rotated, bent, or joined end to end in a circle.

When the first three scorpion tail needles shot out in flames, the six sword qi filaments circled flexibly, winding around them like spirit snakes.

Immediately, its speed was drastically reduced, and the sword qi filament wrapped around the tip of the tail needle, and with the help of the tail needle's flying inertia, it was slightly flicked again, and the scorpion tail sting needle that was originally shot at Yu Zefeng was thrown towards the mountain wall next to it, and the sword qi filament still did not break away and continued to wrap around it.

The rest of the sword qi filaments faced the dozen or so fireballs that burst out, and in an instant, they stood up one by one, flying side by side in the air.

Then I saw that the fireball was cut through it like tofu hitting the strings, and the sword qi was slightly shocked, and it turned into a little spark and dissipated into the air.

The speed of the sword qi silk continued to fly forward without slowing down at all, and the moment it was about to collide with the blood-eyed three-tailed scorpion, it suddenly dispersed, and stabbed into the joint of the scorpion foot.

I saw the three-tailed scorpion flying by, as if it had been mixed enough, its body slid forward against the ground, and ploughed a ravine dozens of zhang long on the ground.

The Sword of Slashing was suspended in the air and stood upside down, and the spiritual power threads exuded a supreme sharp aura, turning into golden filaments of light surrounding the blade.

Under the control of the soul thought, a vortex of spiritual power erupted from the hilt of the sword, like a thruster. The slash disappeared into the air, and with a pop stabbed into the head of the blood-eyed three-tailed scorpion.

At this point, this life-and-death struggle came to an end, Yu Zefeng gasped with difficulty, and then let out a series of wild laughter with blood foaming in his mouth.

"Haha......"

There could be more joy than being alive, but he was a little too excited, forgetting about the injury, and then there was a violent cough that swept through his body.

After a moment of hard breathing, the dantian recovered a trace of spiritual power, and the spiritual power was injected into the mustard stone and took out the elixir from it.

Geranium Soul Nourishing Pill, Guyuan Soul Nourishing Pill, Sanchun Moistening Visceral Pill, and Melting Blood Return Pill.

Under the control of spiritual power, a stream of brain flew into his mouth, and he also sent a copy to the unconscious little ape, but he couldn't move both hands.

Trying his best to use the exercises to refine the medicinal power, many meridians were twisted and cracked, and the medicinal power of the elixir was being repaired little by little.

A man was in a rock, and an ape was lying on the ground, and so it went on for days.

Fortunately, the fight was too fierce at the beginning, some low-level fierce beasts fled in terror, and some poisonous insects, snakes and ants were directly shocked to death, so although neither of them could move, there was no danger.

He let out a long breath of turbid breath and opened his eyes, the meridians were completely repaired, the spiritual power was condensed and increased, and the soul power was restored to its peak.

The injuries to the bones and internal organs have also improved, as long as there is no strenuous exercise, there will be no effect, and the flesh and blood of the puncture wound in the arm have also grown, and the same should not be overforced, otherwise it will collapse again.

Slowly moving his body to the hole that he had knocked out of himself, the Soul Mind Imperial Sword grew larger, and then stepped on it.

The spiritual power slowly erupted under the sword body like a whirlpool, and Yu Zefeng was lifted up by the sword and fell to the ground.

When he went to the little ape's side and checked it carefully, he found that the injuries were all healed, but the spiritual power in his body fluctuated very violently.

Yu Zefeng was taken aback, and then after careful induction, he found that this was a sign of an imminent breakthrough, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw this, and he was also happy that the little ape could break through.

Another four days passed, and the little ape's spiritual power came out through its body, forming a whirlpool to absorb the spiritual power in the air.

Seeing this, Yu Zefeng knew that it was a critical moment, so he hurriedly took out a bunch of medium-grade spirit stones from the mustard stone and placed them around the little ape's body.

The surrounding spiritual power was instantly many times richer, and I only saw that the white spirit stones on the ground slowly faded, and finally completely turned transparent.

I secretly thought that there was no set of formations in the mustard, and I didn't use it in the wild before, and I thought that when I reached the heavenly realm, I would have a thousand array of Dao weapons to use, so I didn't prepare the formation.

Now it's also lucky, otherwise any ordinary beast can take his life, wouldn't it be too unjust to die, it seems that all kinds of things in the mustard stone will have to prepare some in the future.

More violent spiritual power fluctuations emanated from the little ape, and its breath suddenly soared to the peak of the divine child, and after the tea time, the spiritual power fluctuations slowly subsided.

When the ape's eyes opened, he had already woken up, and before he got up, a soul thought fluctuation came out.

"Ahhhh