Chapter 270: The gourd reappears

Yue Wuchang struck a vicious blow, so that Bai Yucheng and Hua Rumeng really knew this person, vicious and ruthless, unscrupulous.

To get along with this kind of person must be to seek the skin of the tiger, and if one is not careful, he will be injured by it.

I have to be cautious, there is only one small life, they will not hand over their body to this person, the alliance is just to kill, not always exist, after killing, they will return to the original state, will they shoot at them, or two words.

The pain stung his face, Dugu Lang could only not go on like this, the pustules spread, the toxin invaded, once it entered the internal organs, it must not be saved, Dugu Lang pointed his throat with his left hand, blocking the acupoint, and the toxin really did not continue to spread down.

Layers of peeled pustules, swelled, exploded, and burst out of foul-smelling pus, very disgusting, looking at the body felt numb, the scalp stood up, Dugulang's long sword cut the face, a sword mark emerged, blood dripped down, and the sword qi invaded the inside of the pustule, killing all the toxins and forcing the toxins out of the body.

The black venom came out with a wriggling unknown insect, and when it saw the light, it was killed by the "killing" sword, one sword and two sections, countless insects crawled out, shattering the air, leaving no trace, the pustules were dull, the face returned to its original state, and the blood remained, adding a bit of coldness.

Dugu Lang unsealed the acupoint, the tree of life and death exuded vitality, spread to all parts of the body, the wound healed, the blood stopped, and the face regenerated a layer of skin, white and tender, very shocking.

Yue Wuchang looked at Dugu Lang with a gloomy face, his venom had no effect, this person was only in pain for a moment, and he was intact, this was his killer feature, in order to kill Dugu Lang, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy it, but it had no effect.

"This kid is so weird. ”

Every time he saw Dugu Lang, he was shocked by the strangeness on his body, once or twice, three times or four times, he found that the death of the shadow and others was inevitable, and he had a heart of retreat, this person is unpredictable, it is better to retreat first.

Hua Rumeng didn't hear the screams, nor did she have the stench, opened her eyes, cracked a thin slit, and saw Dugu Lang standing on the ground as usual, staring at the sky indifferently.

"He's not dead?"

"He's alright?"

Two questions rang in her heart, and at the same time in Bai Yucheng's heart, such a vicious move, he didn't die, this person is becoming more and more difficult.

The two glanced at each other, their eyes were full of caution, not only for Dugulang, but also for the impermanence of the moon, and their hearts were full of jealousy.

"Do you want to do it?"

"Move. ”

"That's up!"

The two were no longer entangled, and rushed up directly, one left and one right, surrounded Dugulang, with tens of millions of petals, red, red, white, pink, purple, purple and red, gorgeous and versatile.

The demeanor is thousands, like a hundred flower fairies descending from the sky, stepping on beautiful flowers on their feet, giving birth to lotus step by step, and the fragrance of flowers wafting all over the world.

The petals swept around Dugulang, and it became another scenery in front of him, beautiful and picturesque, and the petals bloomed, as if in that beautiful season, thousands of flowers bloomed, and the beautiful flowers unfolded their smiles, which was incomprehensible.

The flowers bloomed, a little light flashed in the middle, thousands of flowers flickered, and the sharp needles stabbed over, and the killing machine suddenly appeared, enveloping Dugu Lang, and the sky was densely covered with needles, and a storm struck.

Dugu Lang shouted in his heart: "The art of the wooden dragon." ”

The wooden dragon roared, the giant mouth was hideous, the dragon was shocked, the needle puncture stopped the sky, and then fell to the ground, the flowers withered, Dugu Lang was not sad, the wooden dragon swept out, the target flower was like a dream, the flower was like a dream with a smile on her eyebrows, every step of the lotus, the petals flashed, the fragrance came, and she had already wrapped her hands around Dugu Lang.

Affectionately: "I don't want to kill you, what a handsome man, let me look at it and feel pity, beautiful cheeks, white skin, cold breath, all attract me, it's a pity, I have to kill you." ”

"If you want to blame, blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended. ”

The sword is suspended from the petals, the petals dissipate, and the long sword appears, which is a weapon like a dream, the sword in the flower, the sword comes out of the petals, and the killing is invisible.

The sword cut Dugu Lang's throat, pulled gently, shook Dugu Lang's body, and threw himself into the air.

"Phantoms, they're running so fast, but I'm not the only one here. ”

The sound fell, a sword sounded in the air, Bai Yucheng walked in the sky, the long sword accompanied him, looking at the Dugu Lang below, Dugu Lang stood with a phoenix, the long sword was chirping, and the black revealed a blood-red killing breath, suppressing the soul.

"You can't escape, the three of us came here to wait for you, just to kill you, we know that you just came out of the palace, you are seriously injured, you can't fight us, just let us die." ”

The sword pointed at Dugu Lang, and the sound was like cold ice.

Yue Wuchang laughed: "Haha, Dugu Lang, after you die, I will go back with your corpse." ”

In other words, I won't let you die without a corpse, you are still useful to us, we can't let you die like this, the long flute is in the hand, close to the lips, the dry and white lips appear bloodless, and the jade flute is gently blown.

Like a resentful woman, looking forward to her husband's return, when she comes back, she is indeed a pile of bones, white bones, and heartbroken.

Like a soldier on the battlefield, before killing the enemy, he is indomitable, but he is helpless and dies on the battlefield.

is like the person in the lonely world, holding the sword, feeling that the world has betrayed him and is alone.

Thousands of grievances, the mood was overturned, Dugu Lang's face remained unchanged, listening to the sound of the flute, looking around, Dugu Lang looked around, Bai Yucheng had disappeared in place, the figure had already arrived at Dugu Lang's side, and the sword slashed through Dugu Lang's legs.

"Cut off my legs?"

Dugu Lang kicked up his legs and lifted into the air, flowers appeared in the sky like a dream, thousands of falling flowers fell, and one by one cut Dugu Lang's body like a sharp sword.

There is no way out, and there is no way back.

"Block everything from me?"

Dugu Lang was not in a hurry, his hand condensed wood attribute energy, like a seed, rotated his palm, held the sword in his right hand, the sword body was pitch black, red as the moon, and the demonic light was emitted little by little, Dugu Lang couldn't wait.

The palm of his hand was pressed, a sacred tree rose from the ground, and in an instant it was already a towering giant tree, Dugu Lang's body quietly stood on top of the tree, Bai Yucheng was shaken aside, landed, kicked up, jumped up along the tree, the flower was like a dream from the top of the tree, the sword in the flower cut the tree, and the moon impermanence was still blowing his jade flute, affecting Dugu Lang's mind.

Dugulang has a gap, stand firm, pose well, "kill" the sword is full of power, and the red monster is even more charming and charming.

Preparation for sword drawing.

Cultivating swordsmanship is hidden.

The killing machine locks on Bai Yucheng.

The "killing" sword is like a violent wind, destroying the world and destroying the world.

Brilliant Tianwei, a sword to extinguish.

The sword flashed in front of him like light, Bai Yucheng's pupils widened, his hands stopped, his body froze into the void, the whole person was stunned, his lips squirmed, as if he was saying something.

The sky was silent, Dugu Lang had already stood up straight, turned around and looked up at the falling flowers in the sky, at this moment, Hua Rumeng felt distracted, the world was deprived, it was dark in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, his body had fallen down, uncontrolled.

Raising her eyebrows, Dugu Lang held her body with one hand and fell down, the wind whistled and blew, scraping the tips of the hair around her ears, the hair strands of the earlobes went vertically upward, her eyes trembled, full of fear, and she shouted in shock between her mouths: "Why did you ......." ”

Why is this happening?

As soon as the thought came to me, my body ached and I was unconscious.

Bang!

The ground shattered, three circles outside, three circles inside, as if it had become a deep pit, the huge force shook the ground, the crack spread outward, and it spread for a moment before stopping, Dugulang stood up from the deep pit, drew his sword, and inserted it.

"Zizi. ”

Blood splattered, flowers fell, and the beautiful woman died, tilting her head and lying on the ground, her body half sunk into the ground, and the upper half of her body still remained, her eyes widened, her seven holes were bleeding, and her fingers were stretched out, in a pleading pose.

"Ahem. ”

Dugu Lang coughed, removed the dust from the corners of his mouth, the smoke and dust on his body, his body shook, the wound cracked, his waist was soaked with blood, and one by one the needles were inserted into it, almost penetrating the entire abdomen, Dugu Wolf lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

There was light blood in his mouth, his teeth had become blood-red, Dugu Wolf didn't dare to open his lips, afraid of coughing again, spurting out the blood that had finally accumulated, Dugu Lang covered his chest with his hands, took two steps back, and almost fell.

The pupils were about to crack, Dugu Lang endured the pain, reached out and pulled out the acupuncture, pulled it out one by one, the blood dripped to the ground, the little red was very charming, Dugu Lang's brows were furrowed even more, and the acupuncture in front of him was faintly black, very weak.

This black color is not eye-catching, Dugulang saw it, looked down at the flowers like a dream, and made no sound.

"I can't think of giving me a blow before I die. ”

Pulling out all the acupuncture, Dugu Lang looked up at the sky, the moon was impermanent, standing in the void, the jade flute had been put down, and he looked down in shock, Bai Yucheng's body was divided into two sections, and it was cut flat and opened, and it was too late to make any movements.

Hua Rumeng died at the hands of a lone wolf, killing one person with one hand, all in an instant.

He saw it, he was shocked, he was shocked, but he didn't leave, because he saw that Dugu Lang was injured, seriously injured, and couldn't move.

Yue Wuchang had a gloomy face and looked at Dugu Lang: "Are you injured, how long can you last?

Finish him off, speed.

I kept urging myself in my heart, this is a good opportunity, I can't give up, I can't miss the opportunity again, I can't miss this opportunity, Yue Wuchang said to himself, his body slowly declined, Dugu Lang coughed, his body fell, he was holding on to the ground, his body was seriously injured, and he couldn't move anymore.

After continuous fighting, his body has reached the extreme, and the tree of life and death can no longer recover its energy, and it has fallen silent, and it can't be repaired?

"Looks like I'm going to use you again this time, baby. ”

Dugu Lang looked at the gourd with a gloomy face, and was very unwilling to use the gourd, but this time he had to use it.

The sword was put away, his hands were folded, and he said reverently: "Baby, please kill." ”

The mind is locked on the impermanence of the moon, and at that moment, the impermanence of the moon only feels that the heaven and the earth are silent, the body dissipates, the soul is shattered, and it completely dies.

The gourd was covered with a lid and remained motionless, while the moon was impermanent, already dead.