A fiery red pill dripped in his hand. Hu Chuanzong raised his hand and threw it into his mouth, and suddenly found that a white light flashed behind the pill, revealing the tip of a knife. "Uhhhhh Where did that knife come from?! With a mind full of confusion, he only left these two words in this world. "Plop" fell to the ground on his back.

A knife through the throat, or a cut in the neck.

Langyu's speed lies in the explosive force, and it has reached the level of shifting and changing shadows in a short distance, which is not something that Hu Chuanzong can understand.

The short knife was not pulled out, and Lang Yu pounced sideways at the other Lin family monk. "Hmm" The silent knife light cut through it, pointing straight at the throat. The monk who was condensing raised his arm between the lightning and flint. With a "snort", a short knife slashed through his elbow and thrust it into his shoulder. A piece of flesh had been thrown into the air, and the blood on his arm had not yet come out, and the half-foot-long white bones of Sensen were clearly visible. The knife is fast, and the person is fast.

"Ahh

"Boy, you dare!" Lin Huaizhong snorted.

Do you dare to do it anyway, Langyu is running now. After a toss just now, the Xuan Qi in his body bottomed out. Lang Yu could now be sure that the fighter-level attack would not cause much damage to his body, but would only consume his Xuan Qi. With his weird body, he can completely avoid it, but he can't carry the explosive Xuan Qi wave. When the first ball of light exploded, and a powerful thrust was about to lift him into the sky, he suddenly understood a truth, why he would sit on the ground when he encountered Xuan Qi for the first time when he was in the Gu family, and he was not injured except for a little ugliness, that is, unloading. Unload the force with force and use force to fight with force, so Langyu, who had some epiphany, after that, with the continuous churning of the Xuan Qi waves one by one, and with the help of some means of throwing knives and breaking robes, he confused the three of them, and finally achieved the result of killing one and injuring one, and jumped out of the encirclement. Although the injury did not add to the Xuan Qi, it was consumed.

However, jumping out of the encirclement does not mean getting out, Lang Yu is not so naïve, he just needs a little time. In the fight of life and death, he has a gamble, Lin Huaizhong does not make a move for a long time, it must be a lack of Xuanqi, Lang Yu saw him swallow a few pills in his mouth. This thing is also available to Langyu, and it works faster than the pill. It's that kind of white lotion, so he is not afraid to consume all the Xuan Qi in his body.

Will Lin Huaizhong give him a chance? He was on the verge of going berserk, originally five people dealing with a little kid, or a waste without a mysterious spirit, but he ended up with two deaths and one injury. Although he didn't care about the lives of those two, it was a big face-rubbing matter anyway.

The red light rose again, Lin Huaizhong had taught Lang Yu's speed, and he would not wait for him to run more than ten meters away, and he would sacrifice it with a slash. The terrible thing about the warrior is this, the warrior who has mastered the martial arts, he can condense his qi into a soldier, and the long-distance lethality is not weaker than that of the real soldier, which is the nightmare of the fighter.

Lin Huaizhong was angry, he no longer wanted to live, and he no longer cared about any treasure armor. This knife is to keep Langyu here forever.

"Bang" slashed vertically without any fancy, and it was squarely wrapped on Lang Yu's back, even if he snatched two steps forward, neither could he do it, nor could the physique of the demon beast.

This kind of attack Lang Yu couldn't dodge, he had tried it just now when he was stabbing for the second time, but the knife seemed to lock on to himself, and he couldn't avoid it at all in an instant.

Behind the shirt was another large gash on the back of the slanted shoulder straps, but this time blood was pouring out. If it weren't for the fact that Lang Yu's muscles and bones had been tempered several times, there was a chance that this girder would not have been able to be saved, in fact, if he was really just a mortal. I'm afraid this knife has already been easily cut in two.

That's it, Lang Yu also rubbed out three or four meters away with a "snort", and the teapot that had just been taken out from under his left chest, Lang Yu only had time to dip it and flew out. The next moment, he grabbed the ground directly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the teapot in front of him almost turned into a blood pot.

No matter how much he got on his hands, Lang Yu put it in his mouth, and then grabbed the teapot with crawling. If there is a silver lining, no one wants to die.

"Boy, you're really fatal. Even Lin Huaizhong couldn't help but admire the tenacity of Langyu's vitality. After a blow, he didn't have the ability to strike again, but he was not injured, and dealing with a Langyu was still like meat on a board.

What is the speed of the warrior, swinging the knife to Lang Yu's back, and slashing down. Aren't you Xiaoqiang, I want to see how thick your skin is.

The blade blessed by Xuan Qi flashed with a bloody red glow, and it chopped down on the right shoulder of Lang Yu, who had just arched his waist. Langyu's hand had reached the handle, but it was too late.

The "buzzing ......" house leak happened to rain all day, and his hand just touched the handle of the pot, but who knew that the broken pot suddenly flew away with a buzz. "Whoosh" flew to the top of Langyu's head.

Make you enough.

Lang Yu was stupid, he heard the sound of the knife behind his ears, and with the last fight in his life, he rolled to the left. But what surprised him even more was that he was frozen as if he was frozen.

A blood-colored aura appeared above Lang Yu's head, which was emitted from the body of the flying pot. The old teapot suddenly turned a transparent bright red, like an apple with a handle, and the aura spread faintly.

"Bang!" a muffled sound came from behind him. The rapidly diffusing circle of light passed through Lang Yu, but it knocked Lin Huaizhong behind him into the air, shooting out more than two feet out of thin air, almost returning to its original position. With a "poof", a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The second-order martial artist was kicked away like a ball, what kind of thing is this! The other two Lin family cultivators who were still alive were shocked by their eyes, and their mouths were wide enough to stuff an ostrich egg.

Lang Yu in the red light was just frozen, and this time it didn't affect his thinking. stared at the strange pot in mid-air in a daze, and at this time could only use the word 'strange', it was not broken, and it was still glorious.

The red light of the pot body flickered on and off, like that kind of flickering neon sign, and every time it flashed, a circle of light would fall down and penetrate through Langyu's body. The strange thing is that Langyu doesn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

Lin Huaizhong poured another handful of pills and threw them into his mouth. The aperture was terrifying, it wasn't a simple elastic force just now, it was a force he couldn't understand at all, as if it was a different world, inherently rejecting himself. Fortunately, Lin Huaizhong only has immortals in his mind, and there is no concept of gods and Buddhas, otherwise he will definitely think that which god is protecting Langyu.

This little teapot is very special, Lang Yu found out when he walked out of that small mountain village, he once wanted to put it in the ring like a spirit stone bag, but he couldn't do it anyway, there was no way, so he had to hang it around his waist all the time. And that lid is also very strange, no matter how you shake it, as long as you don't open it, it will never fall off on its own. The things in this world are really indescribably mysterious. Today this strange thing happened again.

The cranky thinking of a few people was actually just a breath of time, and after the aperture of the small teapot flickered for more than ten times, it dimmed, and the light faded and returned to its original state, which was still the old teapot of earth color. It's just that the blood stains on Langyu's spray are gone.

When the light disappeared, Lang Yu was able to move, and grabbed the teapot as soon as possible. What speed he was, but he still caught a miss. The teapot was like a shadow in his hand, and it shot straight to the door through his arm, which could only be described by the word "shooting", the speed was too fast for Lang Yu to react, as if the teapot just flashed and sank into his heavenly spirit cover.

What's going on? Lang Yu was shocked, shook his head a few times, and reached out to grab it, is this place a place that can be entered casually? He suddenly thought of his identity, could it be that someone came to snatch this body again.

Just when the trouble in the head could not be found, something happened in the stomach. A stinging pain of ants eating bones struck all over the body in an instant, surging straight towards his head, and Lang Yu was about to faint. This feeling is not unfamiliar to him, it is the lotion on his fingers that has attacked, and he doesn't know why it is so late. Lang Yu didn't remember how much he ate this time, Lin Huaizhong's kid forced him to have time to take a closer look.

To be unconscious is to die, and this is not in the pyramid. Once he lost consciousness, he had a hundred reasons to believe that it was a complete pole and a fart. The divine consciousness probed into the body, the heart, liver and lungs were trembling, and all kinds of Xuan Qi rushed left and right. If there is no proper guidance, although the next moment will not be violent, it will be inevitable to fall asleep.

Lang Yu had to sit down, gesturing with both hands, and running the "Qi Jing Transformation Yuan Jue". In this case, luck is tantamount to suicide, but does Langyu still have a choice?

As soon as he thought of this helplessness, Lang Yu scolded the big stomach king in the dantian more than a hundred times, can't you eat it?

As soon as the hidden vein was pushed slightly, the Xuan Qi in the body was like a fish caught in a net, and finally found a loophole and drilled into it. You don't need to push, you can't close it if you want to, it's just a cycle for a while, and today's Langyu can only be described as crazy. Not only that, but it is even more terrifying outside Langyu's body. A whirlwind blew from the top of his head, and the leaves scattered within a radius of three meters. Even Lin Huaizhong and the others clearly felt that the mysterious qi around them was like a stream, and there was a faint whining sound.

It's not good, isn't this kid a mortal? This is what the three of them want to ask each other at the same time, which is beyond their understanding.

"This kid is a demon, he's healing, and he can't let him continue. Lin Huaizhong jumped up. There is another thing he didn't say, he saw that the little teapot was definitely a treasure, as long as he killed Lang Yu, that thing would naturally be his, and he even had the idea of killing the two people around him, once this thing was known to the people in the clan, the possibility of him wanting to take it was basically zero. Now that those words are all afterthought, he can easily hold the lives of these two boys in his hands, but this demon in front of him. He must take advantage of his illness to kill him.