Lan Ruo was sure that if he used the exploding sword to block him a few more times, the exploding sword would definitely be pierced through the scimitar!

However, with the power of the hound's slash, Lan Ruo flew backwards and kept a distance from the hound, Lan Ruo was about to use the wings of the sky to accelerate and escape, and a middle-aged warrior suddenly appeared in front of Lan Ruo!

Lan Ruoxin said: This person is actually faster than that fat man!

The middle-aged man held a long-handled Mo knife in both hands, this knife is seven feet long, and the handle is more than five feet long, the blade is wide, the tip of the knife is sharp, and it can cut and stab. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man's domineering sword swept over, Lan Ruo raised the explosive sword with both hands to meet the attack, the "bell" sword intersected, Lan Ruo only felt that the explosive sword wanted to get rid of his hand, the force on the opponent's knife was too great, and this Mo knife handle was long, and the power was even greater, but Lan Ruo could only parry hard.

The Mo Knife was originally a battlefield slashing knife, but it still did not lag in wielding it in the dense forest, because the sword qi that shot out from the Mo Knife cut down all the surrounding trees that hindered the power of the long knife.

The sword qi, that is, the fighting qi brought by the blade, the sword qi of the martial arts master is more lethal than the blade, only to see the wood fall down one after another, pressing the ground to tremble, and in the blink of an eye, a bare piece was empty.

After three moves between the two, Lan Ruo was slashed three times by the sword qi on the Mo knife, and the other party was not afraid of Lan Ruo's explosive sword at all, because Lan Ruo didn't even have a chance to attack, and he had been defending.

At this time, the big man like the black tower also rushed to surround Lan Ruo, he only had his right arm left, looking at Lan Ruo's eyes full of resentment, a light and thin long sword stabbed at Lan Ruo, this person looked five big and three thick, with knotted muscles, like a martial artist who used a heavy sword, but he used a light sword, and his swordsmanship was light and ethereal.

Lan Ruo scolded secretly in his heart: Obviously he is a big man who picks his feet, and he still learns from the girl's family and the beautiful boy to dance this kind of light and fluttering sword, which is really dead.

Lan Ruo barely shook the middle-aged warrior's Mo knife with a demon split, and threw the explosive sword towards the hound, blocking him, and then did not dodge or dodge, and used his chest to meet the big man's sword, "Yi" The long sword completely penetrated Lan Ruo's chest, Lan Ruo's left hand pressed on the big man's chest, and the wings of the sky behind him burst out, flying towards the big man and flying towards the depths of the woods.

The hound angrily sent out a fourth-order burst fireball, Lan Ruo was unaware of this fireball in a hurry, neither defending nor resisting, and was hit by the fireball in the back, and the fireball exploded at the touch, blooming a rose of blood and fire.

The burning pain in his back made Lan Ruo almost faint, but Lan Ruo couldn't faint because he hadn't escaped from danger yet, and besides, there was an enemy in front of him!

Dahan didn't react at first when he saw Lan Ruo taking the initiative to meet his sword, but now he understood that Lan Ruo wanted to rush out of the encirclement even if he wanted to be stabbed with a sword, and this kind of determination was not inferior to his own sword and slashing his arm.

The big man looked down at Lan Ruo, who was less than his neck, and he said in his heart: This person in front of him is terrifying.

Lan Ruo's head that had been kept down slowly raised, his right eye was pitch black and bottomless, Dahan was stunned for a moment, suddenly, he saw a flash of silver light, Dahan subconsciously leaned back, and then he felt a lot of hot liquid leaking out of his chin, flowing along his neck into his clothes.

Qing Zijin gave Lan Ruo a small scimitar during the Civil War, and Lan Ruo always carried it with him, which was the only blade Lan Ruo had in his hand now.

But under the intense pain and weakness, Lan Ruo lost some of his head and failed to cut the big man's throat, Lan Ruo sighed in his heart, knowing that he had missed the best opportunity.

But Lan Ruo didn't greedily mend the knife, he pushed the left hand on the big man's chest, and the two separated in the air, the big man was still holding the sword, and the long sword was pulled out of Lan Ruo's body, bringing out a string of blood beads.

The Wings of Heaven was indeed not as fast as those people in the acceleration stage, but at this time, the Wings of Heaven had already completed the acceleration, and the current speed was that even the fastest middle-aged martial artist must not be able to catch up, Lan Ruo held back the pain that almost made him faint, and flew away.

The hound caught up with him, saw the big man sitting on the ground with his chin covered, and asked, "Tara, are you alright?" ”

Tara opened her mouth, but only muffled sounds.

The middle-aged warrior went up to check Tara's injuries and said in a deep voice, "His jaw has been cut, his jawbone has been severed, and his tongue has been broken...... I'm afraid he won't be able to eat and talk properly in the future. ”

The hound said hatefully: "This bastard, is he really just a fifth-order spirit?" I really doubt the authenticity of the intelligence! And what about that black spirit and that strange technique? Why is there so little information and vagueness in the intelligence? ”

"He is the wheel of fate personally designated by the northern Qingtian, how can he be an ordinary person?" The magician who was left behind walked over with the magician who had been poisoned by the finch bee on his back.

The hound looked at the little magician on the magician's back and sighed, "Hull, put Uso here, the task is heavy, besides, I am afraid that I will not be able to save him if I look for an antidote now." ”

Hull hesitated for a moment, put down the Uso on his back, Uso was lying on the ground on his back face to the sky, under the moonlight, his expression was very calm, he was poisoned by the bee, his tongue was a little paralyzed at this time, but he still tried to bite the words and said clearly: "Just let me go quietly alone, you go after it, that person is seriously injured and can't run far." ”

The hound nodded and led the rest of the men in pursuit.

Lying alone in the forest, Uso sighed and sang a song of his hometown: the clouds of his hometown floated in the sky, and it kept calling to me, and when the breeze around me blew gently, a voice called to me, come back, come back......

When his tongue was completely immobile, he hummed a tune in his nasal voice, and the tune of his hometown swirled in the quiet woods......

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Lan Ruo's current physical condition is very bad, just after the battle, he has several more knife wounds left by the Mo knife on his body, a piercing wound of a thin sword on his chest, and a fire technique burn on his back, and the boiling blood poison in his body is now on the verge of eruption, and at the same time, the overuse of the black spirit has caused a great burden on his body, and his muscles and bones are already hovering on the verge of damage.

Fortunately, Lan Ruo used his mind when he just met the sword, Lan Ruo had studied biological anatomy in the Imperial Spirit Academy, he adjusted his position, and let the sword pass through the pleural septum between his heart and lungs, the piercing wound that looked terrifying was actually not fatal, but fortunately, the giant man used a thin sword, if he used a big sword, Lan Ruo would not dare to use this method.

The heavenly wings on Lan Ruo's back slowly disappeared, and the spirit in Lan Ruo's body was exhausted in order to fight against the boiling blood poison, and the use of black spirit was too burdensome on his body, so he had no choice but to walk.

Lan Ruo smiled miserably, and asked Tie Erfeng in his heart: "In such a desperate situation, can I still live?" ”

Tilfeng said, "You will live...... There's always a way. ”

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