Wen Yiming put away the long stick as soon as he was shocked and flew out, and when the other party responded in such a hurry, he was caught off guard and resisted, and still shook his tiger's mouth to a huge crack, and all ten fingernails were .lā

He also knew that with a two-thousand-pound heavy stick and a triple explosion, it was beyond the limit of his current body, and the power of the shock alone was enough to make him uncomfortable, not to mention the Yin and Evil Martial Arts that surpassed the two great realms of martial arts to fight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Yiming's hands shook in a large arc like a sheep's madness, and he forcibly held the ground and took three breaths of true qi in a row, and then he barely got up.

"Take it, and recover while you run. The Tongling Wu, which had been avoided far away before, fell on Wen Yiming's shoulder at this time, and without hesitation, he took out the best Lingyuan Crystal Essence from the foot ring.

Wen Yiming has long been net worth, and he will not be polite at this moment when life and death are at hand, after taking the two pieces of Lingyuan Crystal Essence, he staggered in the palm of his hand with one hand, avoided the direction of Puhan City, and desperately fled in the opposite direction of Wang Liang.

When he got up, he had already seen Qin Hong, eighty meters away, staggering to his feet after taking a bottle of dark green viscous liquid. What made him extremely anxious was that Qin Hong had already taken out the communication card, needless to say, he was also sending a message to Wang Liang.

Wen Yiming's viscera did not suffer much shock, but ** was in soreness and weakness, and some hands and feet were stiff. Although Qin Hong's injuries were serious, after taking a bottle of liquid, it was as if he had been injected with stimulants, and the speed of supporting his waist and ribs was even faster than Wen Yiming's.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming's stiff state was gone for the most part, but he was not easy, and Tongling Wu had been standing on his shoulder to report the distance behind him.

At this moment, the two were only fifty meters apart, and Qin Hong's speed had gradually increased.

"Demon monkey, you can't run away. Lao Tzu swears to skin you and cramp!" Qin Hong's voice came from behind from time to time, almost gritting his teeth and laughing fiercely.

Wen Yiming kept his mouth shut and didn't answer, secretly complaining in his heart, he knew that maybe Wang Liang would appear in the next moment. In the hands of the fifth layer of martial arts in his heyday, he would not have the slightest chance of survival.

Wen Yiming matched his breathing with the boxing mode of Neijiaquan, and began to escape with eight steps without interruption. The selfless mind method runs wildly, absorbing the best Lingyuan crystal essence in both hands. Despite this, he still only narrowly pulled Qin Hong to a distance of less than fifty meters.

Because, every ten minutes, those two cold forces would puncture the independent heart at the same time, causing his whole body to stiffen for a moment, and blood gushing up. As a result, the distance that had just been opened up a little was immediately followed by Qin Hong again.

Wen Yiming estimated that with the function of the dragon swallowing the Beidou, it would take at least two hours to completely dispel these two cold forces.

In order to save mental power, Wen Yiming ordered the Psychic Wu to explore the path in front of him in case of accidents, while he retracted the concentration aura to a range of ten meters, and every five minutes, he instantly covered the aura to the limit once, and then quickly put it away.

For a while, there was such a scene in the hinterland of Yanbie Peak, a seriously injured human with a hideous face, chasing an almost crazy ape.

Ten minutes later, Wen Yiming was in pain, and when his independent heart was raging, he had vomited several mouthfuls of blood with ice slag and cold air, and Qin Li was only twenty meters away from him.

"Haha, blind monk, I didn't expect you to be a demon monkey!" Qin Hong had already guessed when he was sneak attacked, and his hideous face was already full of excitement at this time.

Wen Yiming felt a sudden chill in his heart in the next second, and just when he released the limit aura just now, he had already sensed a wave rapidly approaching one hundred and fifty meters away.

'It's over!' Wen Yiming naturally knew that the fluctuation was Wang Liang.

At this time, his mind was calculating rapidly, and judging from the speed of seeing Wang Liang for the first time, he should have exerted his best in order to keep up with Qin Hong. One hundred and fifty meters away from five paces, at the latest, it will catch up and kill itself.

"There are less than two minutes left before the next attack of the cold power, fight!" Wen Yiming had no choice, and decided to risk his life, even if he died, he had to pull a cushion.

Everything was in one thought, and when Wen Yiming stumbled slightly, he put the best Lingyuan Crystal Essence into the space ring under the cover of the swinging arm.

"Qin Hong old dog, did Lao Tzu steal your wife?" Along the way, Wen Yiming spoke out for the first time.

Qin Hong's teeth were gritted and gurgle, and when Wen Yiming's feet were unstable, he approached five meters again, and said with a cruel smile, "Blind monk, it is useless to take advantage of your tongue!"

Just as he was distracted, before he could finish his words, Qin Hong's pupils suddenly contracted.

The pound heavy stick carried a violent killing intent in a purple mist, and it was already on the chest in a thunderous roar.

This time, Wen Yiming didn't blow up the essence blood, but only turned around and attacked with a battle howl and gun intent. The first is that the mental power is not enough, and the second is to keep the last drop of essence and blood, which is used to escape at the critical moment, which is also a helpless move. He believed that under such circumstances, Qin Hong's plan would be unexpected again. Therefore, the sudden counterattack of the double outburst against Qin Hong, who was seriously injured, should be able to make him taste the bitter fruit of carelessness again.

Wen Yiming took it lightly with the instability of his feet, and when his words were distracted, he controlled the timing, and suddenly broke out eight steps to catch the cicada and retreat diagonally and turn around, almost like two people hedging.

Turn around and hedge the sneak attack, only five meters!

At such a close distance, under the hedging of the two people, the speed of the sneak attack was so fast that it was not an exaggeration to describe it as electric flint.

Qin Hong was indeed as Wen Yiming thought, he never expected it again. This time, he didn't even have time to sacrifice a blade, and it can be said that he failed to react except for the instinctive contraction of his pupils under the stimulation of nerves, and he even stepped forward by inertia.

'Bang~~~!'

When the strength of a stick in the chest was not less than 10,000 catties, it shot out in response to the sound of the stick before even screaming.

When he smashed on the ground, Qin Hong was already angry, he still wanted to hold it up with one hand, and pressed the other hand on his sunken chest, and blood kept coming out of his seven orifices.

When Wang Liang stopped and squatted down, Qin Hong mixed the blood that came out of his mouth, and with the power of resentment in his eyes, he tried to raise his finger forward, and the back of his head was tilted, and the arm that had not yet been raised smashed on the dead branches and leaves, his eyes were wide open, and his resentment did not disappear.

Wang Liang had already received the news of Qin Hong's assassination in the communication, and chased him all the way according to the news sent, but he didn't expect to witness the scene of Qin Hong being assassinated again at a distance of 100 meters. He felt that if the Heavenly Continent wanted to select a martial artist who died the most, it would be Qin Hong.

Two sticks, throwing over a martial artist's fifth-level martial arts cultivation, is still separated by the gap between the two great realms.

This is a god-level plot!

It is rumored that the monkey is the ancestor of cunning and the spokesperson of the word cleverness, and it really lives up to its name!

When Wang Liang sighed, he had chased 100 meters. Wen Yiming's injuries and combat effectiveness, cultivation for him has been clear in the communication. He believed that within a thousand meters at most, he would be able to catch up with this insidious and outrageous demon monkey.

Wang Liang will stop after Qin Hong is successfully attacked, it is completely in Wen Yiming's calculations, as long as it is not without friendship, this will be human nature.

At this moment, the psychic crow had turned around and landed on his shoulder to navigate it, and Wen Yiming also took advantage of the effect of the battle howl to follow the transmission route and spread the 'hooves' and ran wildly.

In this perfect sneak attack, Wen Yiming did not suffer much damage, and at the moment when the stick hit, he didn't even look at it, turned around and fled, which can be described as a race against time.

The battle howl just now broke out, and his mental strength was already less than one-fifth, and even the explosive essence blood was a little insufficient.

"How long will Wang Liang be able to catch up with you!" said the psychic Wu eagerly over his shoulder.

Wen Yiming didn't know why it was asking, but he still analyzed it quickly.

Wang Liang is 100 meters for two seconds, staying for ten seconds, counting the distance he escaped, the indentation time in the chase, and the stiffness of the cold heart, it is about ninety.

"Ninety at the latest, never more than a hundred!" Wen Yiming rushed with his head furious, trying to condense his language to avoid breath leakage.

"Do you dare to fight!" Psychic Wu's rare tone was ruthless.