End of Chapter 198

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The heavy blade left a long scratch on the ground, and there were still unwiped blood stains on the blade, which turned black-brown in the dust, and then gradually disappeared into the dust!

Na Nagagawa looked like he had come out of a refugee house, and his clothes were full of holes. His face was pale, his chest was heaving rapidly, and he seemed to be very tired.

To be precise, his cultivation was in the late stage of Jindan. It was a little weaker than his opponent after casting the secret method, but he fought the other three hard, and he was almost exhausted at this time.

Behind him, on a chaotic battlefield, three corpses were strewn out, revealing what had just happened.

When I got closer, I saw a fiery red figure lying on the only flat place in the distance, slowly licking [licking] the wound.

This side looks even more miserable than Nai Changchuan's, there is no flat place on the ground, as far as the eye can see, there are cracks all over the big pit, and when you get close, you can feel the sword qi remaining in the big pit, stabbing people's skin painfully.

Nai Changchuan couldn't help but speed up his steps and came to Si Yun:

"How's it going?" He asked with concern.

Si Yun raised his eyes, there was still a tyrannical killing intent in his eyes, and it took a while to regain his focus, and when he saw that it was Nai Changchuan, he regained a little warmth:

"Flesh wounds, no problem!"

Nai Changchuan looked sideways and saw that most of Si Yun's fluffy tail hair had been cut off, and he was almost cut off. There was a long scar from the left side of the abdomen to the waist, and an emotion that had never existed before permeated the heart, and the heart was also clenched.

The wound was blurry with flesh and blood, but the demon clan's recovery power had always been strong, and Si Yun had rested for a while after killing the Jindan stage monk, so the wound had already scabbed, otherwise it would look even more shocking.

Nai Changchuan gently touched Si Yun's head and changed the topic stiffly: "After you go back, maybe you will also be ridiculed for bald tails!" ā€

"It dare!" Si Yun looked up arrogantly.

Na Changchuan looked at Si Yun's hairy fox face and smiled. No matter what Si Yun became, he could recognize it at a glance. And he used to think that furry animals were very annoying, why does he feel more and more cute now that he looks at them?

Could it be that this is the lover's eye that human beings often talk about...

What's going on?

If you can't think of it, you don't want to, and Na Changchuan doesn't dwell on this issue. Stretched out his hands to Si Yun: "Let's go, let's go back!" ā€

Si Yun's body slowly became smaller, and finally jumped lightly into Nai Changchuan's arms and yawned: "Ah! So sleepy! ā€

"If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while!" Nai Changchuan scratched her belly familiarly, Si Yun snored, and soon lost her voice.

Nai Changchuan's arms tightened, looking at Si Yun's curled body, his eyes were soft, and he quickly ran towards where Wang Hui and them were.

At this point, it's nightfall!

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Si Yun thought he was completely prepared, but he still missed a little.

It's true that the Forest Phantom Demon is the originator of the use of spiritual hallucinogenic abilities, but it has not received the bloodline inheritance of the Forest Phantom Demon Clan, and it is not proficient in the use of its own skills, and it has encountered a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who has been brainwashed for many years, it seems...

Hitting the streets has become inevitable!

Wang Wang looked at the two opponents who were looking around cautiously back to back, and he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He lowered his head and asked the little forest phantom demon lying at Wang Chu's feet: "Do you know when Si Yun and they will come back?" ā€

The little phantom demon stared at him with a pair of big eyes ignorantly: "Whew! ā€

Wang Wang asked again: "Then you..." ā€

The little phantom demon still looked at him ignorantly: "Whew! ā€

Wang Wang looked at Wang Hui dejectedly: "I can't communicate with it!" ā€

Wang Hui's face looked calm, in fact, he must be calm now!

When they came this time, there were more than a dozen people from the escort team, but only a few of them were the captains of the escort team who appeared here, and the rest of them went to the survivor gathering place that Wang Jiahua said to do another thing.

It's a good thing not everyone is here, otherwise it would have been even more difficult.

Nai Changchuan disappeared suddenly, he was a little flustered at first, but then he realized that there must be something new, otherwise Na Changchuan would not have left suddenly without saying hello. Wu Jiacheng said before that there were two groups of people touching nearby, and he didn't forget it!

Later, the appearance of the little phantom demon proved his guess.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they were indeed no match for these two Foundation Stage monks right now. If it weren't for this little guy's timely move, Wu Jiacheng might have been cut in half now!

He looked at the sky and said calmly: "It's already dark, and Lord Nai has been gone for nearly three hours, and he should be back soon, so he will be refreshed and survive this last period of time!" ā€

The phantom array of the little phantom demon enveloped them, but this phantom array did not completely isolate their breath. The two foundation-building monks on the other side were mentally firm beyond imagination, and they had already broken free from the illusion several times, so they were still in danger now.

As soon as the words fell, the tall and thin man seemed to have suddenly discovered something, turned his head to this side, and suddenly raised his sword and slashed!

Wang Hui had been paying attention to the situation over there, and when he saw this, he took two steps forward, sank his waist and twisted his body to punch, and a huge earthy yellow fist was knocked out, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Lingbo Fist!"

"Boom!" The sword and fist struck, and the huge energy fluctuations escaped, and everyone was shocked by this wave of qi and retreated. And Wang Hui, who was in the center of the storm, spat blood and flew up by the impact, and then fell heavily to the ground!

The tall and thin man's sword momentum rose again, and a light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the little phantom demon here, and the subtle ripples dispersed, and the tall and thin man paused, his eyes kept shooting around, and he stood cautiously in place.

Wang Wang hurriedly went to help Wang Hui: "How is it?" ā€

"It's fine!" Wang Hui said, the blood in his chest and abdomen surged, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, and after taking a few breaths, he said:

"It's up to you next!"

Wang Wang helped him aside and put him together with Wu Ming and Wu Jiacheng, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

Every time they break free from the illusion, the tall and thin man will attack them in the shortest possible time. And alone, each of them can only take one move at most, this is the third time that the tall and thin man has broken free from the illusion.

And... The time between them breaking free from the illusion is getting shorter and shorter!

At this time, the ears of the little phantom demon lying on Wang Chu's instep suddenly trembled, and then when everyone didn't react, he ran towards the east suddenly.

This phantom array, which had been maintained for several hours, also dissipated with its departure, and Wang Wang's face changed greatly, but he also stopped in front of everyone at the first time.

The eyes of the tall and thin man and his junior brother also changed, but they did not attack Wang Wang and the others at the first time, but cautiously retreated while looking to the left.

In the darkness, Na Nagagawa's figure gradually appeared... )