Lu Madsheng howled miserably, when he was weak, he hit Yuan Cheng hard after the sword, and he was even more injured, and his back hit the cave wall, and he was so shocked that his bones were almost scattered. He never dreamed that he would end up like that, but being in a Jedi also inspired him to fight for his life, and through the blood gushing out, he spurred the Blood Demon Skill.

The Blood Demon Skill is certainly powerful, but if there is no top-quality elixir nourishment, it will take several months to recover completely after using it once, and it is said that using this skill will also consume the essence of life, resulting in the loss of Yang Shou, so it cannot be easily used until there is no way out, and now he has to use it.

In the blink of an eye, the cave was cold and windy, the blood mist was misty, and an invisible pressure dispersed. Yuan Cheng was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that Lu Madsheng was so seriously injured, and it was so terrifying to make the blood collapse demon skill. He hurriedly took out a few Dao talismans, and the urging power connection continued to burn, and when he pointed to the three senses to break the evil talisman, the bloody qi weakened a little. But at this time, Lu Madsheng had already pounced like a mad demon, and grabbed the round door with one claw, as fast as a phantom ghost.

Yuan Cheng was busy sharpening with his sword, but Lu Madsheng had already stopped his hand, kicked suddenly, Yuan Cheng was busy with his hand to block, and was kicked by him and hit the stone wall, shaking the rock on the top of the cave and scattering. In the smoke and blood mist, Lu frantically pounced again, haunting like a ghost.

After using the Blood Demon Skill, his speed and skill have greatly improved, and he is much more powerful than before he was injured. Coupled with the influence of the "energy field" of the blood demon, it is like the magic of the realm of due west, within the influence of this "domain", he is like a fish in water, excited and furious, but the enemy is like a desperate road, suppressed everywhere, under the advantages of one and the other, Yuancheng was once not his opponent.

Yuan Cheng encountered several dangers in a row, and the idea of repeating the old trick was born. His primary purpose this time is to save Wen Feng, not to kill Lu Mad Sheng, it is better to save people and flee elsewhere first, and then kill him when Lu Mad Sheng's magic skills are eliminated, or solve Wen Feng's acupoints, and the two of them will deal with him together. With his goal in mind, he suddenly rushed to the place where Wenfeng was, picked her up with his hands, and sandwiched her under the flank. Lu Madsheng's sword is also placed on the edge, within reach, Yuancheng understands the preciousness of this sword best, and his eyes are already red, where is there anyone who does not hold the sheep?

When Lu Yansheng saw him go to grab the literary style, he didn't compete with him, but flashed to the direction of the cave entrance and blocked the back road. "Hmph, I really want to rob the little beauty to escape, today you can't live in the same bed, and die in the same hole!"

Yuan Cheng couldn't help but secretly complain, he couldn't fight Lu Madsheng's bloody demon skills, but now he brought one more person, and the way out was blocked again, and he didn't have any desire, but he lost the style of grabbing the benefits, and he was a little unbearable. He remembered that he had just seen the dark and dreary of the rear of the mountain, which should be a cave leading to the depths of the mountain, and he had no time to think about it at this time, regardless of the three seventy-one to flee into the cave. Lu Madsheng was seriously injured, and the Blood Demon Skill must not last long, avoiding generation after generation, and you can turn around to block him after a while.

Lu Madsheng slapped his palm in the air, and chased after him with an angry shout. Yuancheng jumped out of five or six meters, almost hit the rock, the inside had suddenly become squeezed, only one crack can be allowed to pass by, and I don't know if the inside is the end of the road, but to this day, unless the luck of the road. He held Wen Feng's upper body to his feet, hugged her and leaned against him, and squeezed into the crack one after the other. Lu Qisheng chased after him, and slapped him again, but Yuancheng and Wenfeng turned around at this time and disappeared.

The inside is still narrow, but the opposition is a little wider, allowing two people to stand at the same time, but the three disasters are that this is a dead hole, and several boulders are stacked in one place, and there was no way out.

Lu Madsheng followed and squeezed in, but the current sword flashed, and the golden essence armor-piercing sword stabbed out, forcing him to retreat. This place is a boulder crack about two meters long and more than a foot wide, and although people can pass through it, they can't make a move when they get stuck in it. Yuan Cheng went inside first, stood after the turn, and stabbed it out with the sword in his hand, which was equivalent to a large increase in his arm and won the control of all the passages. Lu Yansheng once had no sword in his hand, and he couldn't attack it even if he had a sword.

Lu was annoyed and ashamed, and blasted it in a few times with the force of his palm in the air, but the passage was more than two meters long, and there was a small turn. He also knew that it was the end of the road inside, but he couldn't rush in, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.

Yuancheng was relieved at this time, as long as it took a while, Lu Madsheng would definitely escape, and then he found that the tentacles were soft, as if they had been pressed to a place where they shouldn't be. The underwear worn by women in ancient times was not like that of contemporary patent products, with cups and steel rings, and it was like armor on the outside, just a few circles around it with a wide strip of cloth. In addition, the outer clothes worn by Wen Feng are few and thin, and the place where the palms and forearms are pressed is soft and infinitely elastic, not where is the girl's breasts?

Yuan Cheng was busy with generosity, as soon as he let go, the style of writing softened, and he didn't know if the face like Hua Wei had been scratched by the rock, so panicked that he hugged her again, helped her to lean on himself, put his upper hand around her thin waist, and held the sword outward in his right hand, in case Lu Madsheng rushed in.

Lu Yansheng scolded a few words, and suddenly lost his voice, and the bloody evil qi was greatly weakened, and the possibility was to escape. But Yuan Cheng is afraid that he is playing the bad deeds of cat and mouse, maybe he will hide outside and wait for him to go out, and he will not be fooled by a fatal blow to the head! At present, what he can't afford to spend is Lu Madsheng, and the longer the time drags on, the more beneficial it will be to Yuan Cheng.

This quietly, Yuan Chengcai's style of learning and writing was closely attached to himself, soft on him, his head rested on his shoulder, his face was not more than half a foot away from him, and the slight smell sprayed on his neck. The silence in the cave was at its peak, and the sound of each other's heartbeats was heard clearly and clearly, significantly faster than normal.

In fact, in order to squeeze in just now, Yuancheng hugged her closely, and he used to be in close contact with his body, but he was in a hurry to escape, and he didn't go too far. The style of writing and martial arts are superb, and when performing light skills, it is as usual as a heavenly immortal, who would have thought that Cao Fei would be frozen on the acupoint and fall to such a difficult point.

Yuan Cheng was in a trance in his heart, and he didn't let go of some thoughts, but he really couldn't imagine that the immortal who was out of reach in his mind really hugged him. The style of writing seems to be a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, no matter who has a distance that cannot be crossed between her, let alone the thought of * things, if it is not such an extraordinary environment, it is absolutely impossible to be so close to him, and in this can not be the thing that can come.