Wen Yiming blasted his essence blood and threw Wang Liang away in an instant, and in less than three seconds, he sensed the fluctuations in the rear, and at a distance of twenty meters per second

Just when he was extremely surprised, the heart marrow of the Shadow Emperor that had been swallowed suddenly split apart in his body, and one of the cyan soft bodies wrapped in a whirlwind sank directly into the center of the dantian, and the rest were all turned into countless particles scattered into the limbs and hundreds of remains. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The next moment, Wen Yiming felt that the whirlwind in the dantian seemed to have a suction force, gathering the true qi and internal strength of the whole body to the dantian one by one, and the cyan soft body in the middle began to contract and release rhythmically, like a sponge-like heart, every time it contracted, it frantically absorbed a large amount of true qi, and when it was released, it would send an extremely domineering energy to the legs.

Involuntarily, Wen Yiming's teeth rattled, and even his neck was pulled into a little spasmodic.

Wang Liang gradually approached a hundred meters behind, but found that the back of the demon monkey suddenly became faster, and it actually maintained the same speed as him. He felt a little incredible, and it was already surprising for him to break through to the samurai stage in such a short period of time. After using the Holy Messenger's potion, he was still dragged from a safe distance by it despite the full force of the explosion.

Under a closer look, the surprise in Wang Liang's eyes turned to horror in an instant.

He found that the trousers of Wen Yiming's legs were torn knee-length, as if they had been shattered from the inside by some sharp blade, and the calves that appeared were pale cyan and slowly spread to the top of the thighs, and the roots of the cold hair oozed blood beads from time to time, shaking into a blood mist with the strong wind brought out by the wild run.

How many hole cards does this monkey have? Wang Liang's teeth were also clenched, the effect of the potion could last for an hour, and he didn't believe that Wen Yiming's powerful hole cards could last so long.

You must know that Wen Yiming's speed at the moment has exceeded the limit of ordinary martial artists in the early stage, and he can't bear it physically at all. Even the Forging Body Martial Cultivator could not reach this level in the early stage of the samurai.

Wang Liang did not guess wrong, Wen Yiming's physique after forging his body and expanding his veins coupled with the possession of the Dragon Swallowing Beidou was only close to the strength of the late stage of the samurai.

At this moment, he felt that his legs were swollen and painful, and the domineering energy that was constantly being transmitted filled every cell in between, as if it would burst at any time.

In addition, his whole body was like a pinprick in the body, which made his body tense involuntarily, causing his running movements to appear extremely stiff, looking like a robot infused with high energy.

"Quickly absorb the best Lingyuan Crystal Essence to replenish your true qi!" "Tongling Wu turned his head and found Wen Yiming's grinning pain in his teeth, and hurriedly transmitted, "Once the true qi is not enough, the Shadow Emperor's heart will extract your life force." ”

Wen Yiming has a rhythm of wanting to scold the sky, how can he threaten Lao Tzu with his vitality at every turn, can he be normal. In the midst of frustration, he summoned the best Lingyuan Jingjing and pinched it tightly in the 'Lao Gong Acupoint' with one hand, and desperately operated the selfless mind method to absorb the vitality.

Wen Yiming felt that his legs were not running, but acting as a steamroller, every time he lifted his legs to the ground, he stepped down with a heavy shock, with the strength of his body, he still couldn't bear it, he had the illusion that his foot bones and shin bones were cracking, and the continuous severe pain and the concussion produced by each landing made his brain a little dizzy.

Fortunately, these unbearable negative stimuli did not intensify over time, otherwise he would not have been able to bear it at all. It's just that the speed is increasing slightly, and in the end he finds that his legs are a little disobedient, and it is completely mechanical and high-speed repeating the forward step and lifting, stomping and falling.

This made it particularly difficult for him to steer, so he had to make the corners he had to pass through in a wider arc and choose a straight line as much as possible. Coupled with the cold and piercing ravages every ten minutes, he still didn't get rid of Wang Liang even after his speed got faster.

Half an hour later, Wen Yiming didn't know how far he had escaped, Wang Liang in the rear was already depressed, if it weren't for the Holy Envoy's medicine, he would not only not be able to keep up with Wen Yiming's speed, but even his true qi would not be able to reach such a drastic consumption.

He could see that Wen Yiming's consumption was greater than his, and the back in front of him was no different from a bloody man at this time. His clothes were soaked with blood mist, and his white hair had already been dyed red. The trousers on the lower plate have made a pair of pants, and the legs have been cracked with no less than ten subtle gaps.

"Demon monkey, you're going to die today. Wang Liang could only scold from time to time to cheer himself up. Although the potion could last for an hour, the body could not withstand such a long period of intense consumption.

He didn't understand why Wen Yiming's true qi was so strong, could it be that the forging body martial cultivation was so vigorous? Wang Liang said secretly.

Wen Yiming's true qi had already been exhausted by the smaller and smaller cyan software in the dantian, and he was in despair at that time, he didn't expect that the cyan software would automatically begin to absorb the vitality in the best spirit yuan crystal essence

'Whoosh'

Wen Yiming, who was gritting his teeth and insisting, suddenly heard a strong wind coming from behind, and he knew that Wang Liang was not close, so he should not be able to hold back the hidden weapon in the pursuit.

His body at the moment was stiff except for the high-frequency swing of his arms and his frantic legs, and he couldn't even turn around. You can only forcibly shift some directions to avoid the key points.

'Poof!'

"Uhh

'Whoosh' Wang Liang was overjoyed with a dart, and shook his hand and hit another dart.

"Nima!" Wen Yiming forcibly controlled his right hand and took out the Cold Moon Sword, and with a low shout, he reversed his right arm to his back in the style of 'Su Qin's Back Sword'. With just such a movement, his arm seemed to be about to be broken, and the forcibly twisted right arm burst into several cracks in an instant, and a large patch of blood came out of his clothes.

'Poof!'

Wen Yiming was hit by another dart in his left thigh, and his speed suddenly slowed down, and he shouted in a hurry, "Lao Wu, go find a dead end!"

After being slightly stunned, Tongling Wu also knew that it would not last long if it continued like this, and turned into a white shadow and disappeared from Wen Yiming's shoulder. Low-level spirit beasts don't have the specialty of psychic Wubei, but they are fast enough.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming had a dart in his back and his legs. This was still the result of him defusing most of his attacks with his focused blessing backhand and the Cold Moon Sword.

And Wang Liang is only twenty meters away from Wen Yiming at the moment, although there are no more flying knives in the storage space, but Wen Yiming's speed has slowed down, and he will be able to shoot the knife in five breaths at most.

It's not that he didn't think about throwing a knife to make a move, but Wang Liang was really cautious by the many methods of this demon monkey, and Qin Hong was a lesson from the past. This demon monkey is too enduring, who knows if there are hole cards.

When the psychic black turned around, Wang Liang had already sacrificed the straight-backed slash again.

Three meters! That's a sure attack range.

"Lao Wen be careful. At the same time as the psychic black transmitted the sound, he had already turned around to lead the way, "This way!"

Without being reminded by the Psychic Crow, Wen Yiming had already sensed that the Psychic Crow must have found a dead end, and he didn't know if he could hold on to that moment.

"Ho-!!hoo-hoo"

The battle howl instantly drained Wen Yiming's little mental power.

The dead branches and leaves in a radius of five meters were violently lifted apart by the power of the sound waves, and even the darts inserted in the body were forced out.

When he was dizzy, a muffled cry came from behind him at the same time, and the fierce sword wind had swept towards him.

The roar of thunder made its strength soar, and at the same time that its right foot stomped on the ground and exploded, the left foot that stepped out had already landed, almost forming both feet to kick the ground at the same time.

At this moment, Wen Yiming felt that from the little cyan soft body left, a quiet energy was emanating, and suddenly it was as if he had been pulled out by an invisible huge suction force, not even a fraction of a second, leaving only a blood-red afterimage in place, which was shattered by Wang Lianggang's fierce knife.

Teleportation !!

Wang Liang was almost stunned for two seconds before he spoke to himself. The tone of shock was tinged with a hint of trembling.