Chapter 111: Bitter Battle II

In an instant, the long flying fork had already traveled in front of Zhou Moyang, and the surging and sharp whistling sound seemed to be able to immediately pierce Zhou Moyang's package, as if blood had been splashed out, Wan Qingping couldn't help but take a deep breath. At this moment, a scream of "whoosh" sounded from the dragon's head sword, and the dragon's head flying sword, which was only a few zhang away from Wan Qingping, suddenly moved and shot out.

"Think this seat can really be deceived by you?" Wan Qingping smiled indifferently, as if he had expected this scene for a long time, he stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and the red robe lit up with a faint brilliance, which was clearly not ordinary clothing.

However, as soon as his hand moved, an extremely heavy voice burst out, "Out!" The word "out" that came out of this shout shook the surrounding trees for dozens of feet, as if blown by the wind, trembling, and falling a lot of leaves. I saw a flash of red light from the dragon's head sword, and a fire dragon flew out, a few feet away in the blink of an eye, surrounding Wan Qingping, making his movements slow, originally aimed at the tip of the sword on Wan Qingping's chest, suddenly changed direction, and stabbed towards the neck that was not covered by a red robe. Zhou Moyang had already noticed the difference in this red robe.

In front of Zhou Moyang, the flying fork wrapped in flames flew out, and after being resisted by the golden light shield, it missed slightly. Zhou Moyang's feet moved, and he hurriedly dodged away, and the golden light shield was also dimmed by the light. Zhou Moyang pointed at Wan Qingping, the ruddy on his face seemed to have been removed, revealing a bleak complexion. All of this is as fast as an instant.

The golden light was about to pierce Wan Qingping's neck like lightning, Zhou Moyang stared at Wan Qingping with his two eyes, his heart hung in his throat, almost, it was a success. However, many times the moment that seems to be successful often ends up with some unexpected changes.

Wan Qingping's pupils shrank a little, his hand suddenly moved, and at the moment when the Dragon Head Sword was about to pierce into his neck, his right hand flew fast, reaching an incredible speed, fiercely, rubbing against the air and making a whistling sound, and slapping on the Dragon Head Sword.

The Dragon Head Sword was hit, and it immediately deviated from its direction and flew away from the side of Wan Qingping's neck, leaving only a not-so-deep blood mark on his neck. "Damn! Just a little bit! Zhou Moyang's face was very pale, he used the Dragon Head Sword with all his strength just now, almost using most of his spiritual power at once, he never thought that the time he had to wait for would not be able to completely trap him, so that he could avoid it by luck.

"Hurry!" Zhou Moyang pinched himself, the empty dantian, and the remaining spiritual power stirred, once again driving the dragon head sword to Wan Qingping. However, the latter only waved his sleeves, and the treasure light flickered, slamming the dragon head sword to the side, and turned his head to look at Zhou Moyang with anger.

"This seat wants to break you into thousands of pieces!" Wan Qingping's face couldn't help but twist with anger, and he said word by word. The next moment, his hands, the flames, frantically floated in front of him, and between his breaths, there were dozens of flames, like fire snakes, in mid-air, densely packed, swimming towards Zhou Moyang like a swarm.

Each fiery snake is a dark red color, and it is by no means more powerful than ordinary flames. Zhou Moyang's spiritual power consumption at this time was extremely high, this Wan Qingping's strength was much stronger than he expected, and the calculation just now could not take effect, it was not at all what he was able to fight against with his current strength. He decisively decided in his heart, "You can't grind down, escape!" ”

Seeing the fire snake surging in, Zhou Moyang suddenly dodged, used all his strength, his body moved like the wind, and with a "hurry", he rushed into the forest, turned left and right, and resisted the fire snake with trees and golden light shields. And with a wave of his hand, the Dragon Head Sword immediately returned, turning into a small stream of golden light and entering his storage bag.

"Delusional!" Wan Qingping stared gloomily at the direction of Zhou Moyang's escape, shook his shoulder, and chased after him, his body was very mysterious, only a faint red shadow appeared, as if it could directly penetrate the trees, there was no entity, and the speed was also quite fast, far from Zhou Moyang's ability.

Fortunately, near the Hundred Sects, there are not many others, just piles of trees in the sky, although Wan Qingping's body method is mysterious, it is also a lot slower than usual. Zhou Moyang kept running around the big tree, but for a while, he was not caught up. As for Edgeworth's flight, he just thought about it for a moment and gave up decisively. After all, the two were not far apart, and if he flew into the air, he was afraid that he would be hit by the opponent's spell immediately.

At this time, the mountain protection array of the Hundred Sects had been broken, and dozens of miles behind the two of them, all over the mountains, were all Qi cultivators of the Hundred Sects who were frantically fleeing.

"It's not a way to escape like this, that Wan Qingping's technique is too weird, and now it must not be his opponent." Zhou Moyang bypassed a boulder while secretly thinking, the improvement of cultivation and exercises is not something that can be done in a short period of time, and he really has no other way than to escape now. Wan Qingping's strength far surpasses him, in such a situation, if he has to fight hard, it is estimated that he is either a fool or an idiot.

Zhou Moyang is still on the run, although the deaths of Ouyang Ancestor and Jiang Ancestor make him regret and anger, but if he really loses his mind and fights with Na Wan Qingping, I am afraid that after half an hour, he will become a charred corpse. He was extremely aggrieved in his heart, tried his best to control his recklessness and impulsiveness, and said to himself: "Qu this time, and wait for the next day, he will be able to repay ten times more!" ”

After a meal, Zhou Moyang hid by a boulder, quietly glanced behind him, and saw that no one was coming, so he couldn't help but gasp. After escaping for a long time, Zhou Moyang used an ingenious earth escape technique, and finally got rid of Wan Qingping. After the boulder, Zhou Moyang tried his best to restrain his breath, took a pill of Huiling Pill, and then sat down cross-legged and slowly adjusted. The aura around him continued to gather towards him, exhaling and inhaling, exhaling and refining. The big battle just now consumed seventy or eighty percent of his spiritual power, and if he encountered a hostile foundation building monk at this time, even if it was only in the early stage of foundation building, it would be difficult to fight.

About an hour later, Zhou Moyang stood up, fortunately this place is close to Longwang Mountain, and the aura is strong, so he can recover to about seventy percent so quickly, otherwise I am afraid it will take several days to recuperate.

"Thankfully, it wasn't discovered." Zhou Moyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, as soon as he took a few steps, Zhou Moyang suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and hurriedly looked up, only to see Wan Qingping dressed in a red robe, stepping on the treetops, silently, rushing in, and staring at Zhou Moyang with a pair of eyes firmly staring at him. Seeing that Zhou Moyang found himself, his figure suddenly became faster, and he no longer cared about hiding his whereabouts, his robe flew up, hunting sounded, and said in a cold voice: "Even if you escape to the Heavenly Cliff Cape, this seat will definitely let you die without a place to be buried!" ”

Zhou Moyang's eyes widened, and he said in his heart, "It's really like a maggot on the tarsal bone!" At that moment, he quickly turned around and ran towards the place where there were many trees. In this way, the scene just now continued, but Wan Qingping didn't seem to have rested, and his spiritual power was not as rich as Zhou Moyang's, making the body speed of the two almost not much different, but Zhou Moyang couldn't get rid of Wan Qingping no matter how he got rid of it this time, so he had no choice but to keep taking the spirit pill while escaping, and he didn't care about refining, and ran wildly all the way.

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