Chapter 147: Fighting

Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was already miserable, picked up a shadow-like long knife with one shot, and was stabbed twice in the back again, and even one of the knives had pierced through the abdomen and almost pierced back and forth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A mouthful of blood began to flee again, this time instead of continuing forward, he turned and plunged headlong into the thunder and lightning.

The body has been hit hard, and he doesn't know what the shadow-like long knife is made of, and the body that is difficult to be injured by ordinary weapons at all is easily pierced and cut like tofu when it encounters him.

Rather than die at the hands of a large number of shadow monsters, it is better to be as heroic as in the thunder and lightning of the sky, and die anyway.

The eyes of the Dongfang Xiaoshu who were looking for the direction flashed with a fierce color, and the Tianhe Heart Sutra was running extremely fast, absorbing the force between heaven and earth while refining the black qi that poured into his body.

At the same time, the colorless force was used again without reservation, and it was easy to kill the edge of thunder and lightning, even Dongfang Xiaoshu himself felt incredible, could it be that the monster on this side was weaker.

Dongfang Xiaoshu was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't stop under his feet, because the place in front of him was the edge of the thunder and lightning, and when he entered the edge of the thunder and lightning, he could completely get rid of the entanglement and encirclement of the shadow monster.

A half-zhang long sword shadow burst out in front of a group of shadow monsters, silently striking the neck of the Dongfang Xiaoshu, as fast as lightning.

Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was alarmed, only had time to raise the real dragon lance diagonally to protect his head, when there was a sound of bells, and the body that rushed forward was instantly jumped away, and he retreated more than a foot.

Both wrists stabbed as if they were broken, and the wounds on his body that had just healed burst again, and blood was spilled.

One can only have an ordinary shadow monster, two large bodies floating in the air, two huge black wings behind them constantly flapping, and above the forehead, two monsters with red eyes flew out of the group of shadow monsters.

Holding a shadow long knife in his hand, there is actually a sense of arrogance in the violence.

Although the thunder and lightning were behind him, there was no trace of panic, and he was extremely calm.

The small oriental tree, which flew upside down, fell into the midst of a group of shadow monsters that surged up.

Several shadow knives slashed at the Dongfang tree without money, and a colorless flower flew up and bloomed, and when it withered, the shadow monsters around the Dongfang tree's body all disintegrated and disappeared, turning into wisps of black gas into the body of the Dongfang tree.

"It's interesting, the blood is fresh, and it should taste good!" The two red-eyed monsters, flapping their black wings, sounded in the soul of the small tree in the east, and the red eyes kept sweeping around.

"The turtle king eight mung beans are even more despicable and shameless than the master, ruthless enough!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his bloodied hands held the real dragon spear and stood up shakingly and said.

Surprisingly, the rest of the shadows did not swarm up, and seemed to be very afraid of the monster that slapped the black wing.

"Hmph, after eating, you may be able to advance again!" The shadow that slapped the black wing waved the long knife in his hand, turning into a black line and stabbing at the shaking oriental tree, and in the blink of an eye, it was three feet in front of him.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, I originally wanted to pretend to show off and buy some recovery time, this thing is really treacherous! It's already the limit that your body can stand up, not to mention that you still have a knife stuck in it at this time! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu thought in his heart, but he shook his body and forcibly lifted the real dragon spear, but as a result, he fell forward with the gun, and opened his chest to meet the piercing of the long knife as if he was committing suicide.

The long knife was a foot away from Dongfang Xiaoshu's chest, and the force carried by the long knife had already pierced his chest like a shattered pain.

His eyes were fixed on the shadow of the black wing from beginning to end, and he didn't give up until the end.

The Tianhe Heart Sutra is still running, trying to stimulate the flames in the ancestral root acupoint, at least it can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

However, if he didn't do what he wanted, Dongfang Xiaoshu could only watch as the long knife stabbed into his chest.

The tip of the knife pierced the skin and stopped an inch into the flesh, the sound of gurgling water sounded, every bone in the chest glowed, and the breath of life, heat, antiquity, and destruction burst out in an instant, but it was fleeting.

The shadow of the flapping black wing's red eyes froze, and the colors of panic and fear were revealed, and it squeaked and screamed like a burning ass before rushing into the air.

The real dragon spear that fell with the small tree in the east seemed to feel the indomitability in its chest, and even if it fell, it was necessary to witness the moment when the sharp knife entered the chest, and it seemed to feel the stimulation of the breath of life, heat, antiquity and destruction.

The real dragon spear was inexplicably hot all over, and instantly broke free from Dongfang Xiaoshu's hands, shaking its head and tail like a real dragon revived, revealing a breath of contempt for everything.

Suddenly, he caught up with the shadow that was slapping the black wing, and with a single shot, the half-foot-long shadow knife was knocked down, and the shadow flew up like a ball.

Before it could spread its black wings and fly away, the True Dragon Spear swallowed a stream of dark black flames that instantly pierced through the shadow's chest and burned into a black aura.

At the same time, a palm-sized black spar fell to the ground, and the rest of the black shadows just watched in fear and greed, but none of them dared to go up and fight.

The flying true dragon spear swept the black shadow with some contempt, and then looked at the thunder sea and lightning like a heavenly tribulation defiantly, and finally turned into a black light and headed towards the small tree in the east.

"The turtle king eight mung beans are really a baby, but they are not very obedient!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu closed his eyes and muttered in his heart, as for whether he could live or not, it was no longer something he could care about.

Thousands of heavenly thunders fell like raindrops in the sea of thunder, and the lightning that embodied all things began to relentlessly harvest again, and tens of thousands of black shadows instantly became wisps of black aura, falling to one place as if they were being attracted.

In the desert, the black shadows that escaped in the indiscriminate bombardment of thousands of thunder and lightning gradually became scarce, and finally disappeared completely, and the heaven and earth finally returned to tranquility. The thunder cleared, the lightning vanished, and the night sky returned to a clear place.

A dark golden shadow suddenly emerged from under the yellow sand, and after the three red eyes looked around cautiously, they quickly stood up from the yellow sand.

After looking at one place and hesitating for a while, the last three swollen eyes flashed with fear and ran towards the depths of the desert, and after a while, a pair of dark golden wings spread out and disappeared like lightning.

There was silence all around, and the pins could be heard.

The sun was scorching, and the yellow sand was hot and dry.

A red shadow flew by, falling gently on the yellow sand.

Xiao Bao, who appeared in shape, raised his little head and suddenly stared at a place of yellow sand, and his two red claws kept peeling away the yellow sand, finally revealing a corner of black clothes.

A little excitedly chirping twice, a red light flashed, the yellow sand flew up, and a red bone hand finally appeared.

After a while, the black mountain wearing the heavenly witch robe finally appeared, and the heavenly witch robe was intact, but the black mountain was lying motionless on the yellow sand, without any sign of waking up.

Xiaobao chirped a few times, flapped his wings and squatted beside the sound of Black Mountain, motionless. Because it flew almost all over the desert and found nothing but Montenegro.