There is no way to retreat, there is no way to hide!

Zhang Ningtian's attack was just right, and when Ye Ling was full of worry and couldn't be distracted, the killing move had already been made. %d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3

The mottled long sword slashed down vertically, like a meteor falling, and the terrifying toxin on the blade of the sword became bigger and bigger in Ye Ling's pupils, and at the critical moment, Qibai next to him suddenly pushed Ye Ling away, which avoided the tragedy of blood splashing three feet.

Ye Ling and Qibai dispersed separately on both sides, Zhang Ningtian's attack was fruitless, and after his body landed, he slammed on the ground, splashed a little dirt, and did not continue to pursue Ye Jue, but went straight to Qibai.

In Zhang Ningtian's eyes, Ye Jue was already meat on the plate, and he couldn't escape sooner or later, but this demon king made him have to get it early.

Therefore, ten phantom clones sprinted at different angles, and Ye Ling quickly retreated with Xiao Qiao in his arms, while treating the plague on himself and Xiao Qiao, while watching the situation of Qibai with concern.

In the face of Zhang Ningtian's endless pursuit methods, Qibai's reaction was not slow, and he directly turned into a tiny demon form, shuttling left and right with considerable speed.

At this time, Ye Ling had no way out, ten phantoms surrounded him, and at the same time, the ninefold life and death tribulation had reached the third level, and the counterattack of the plague was becoming more and more ferocious, Ye Ling almost had to draw out thirty percent of his energy for treatment, he was okay himself, the key was that Xiao Qiao couldn't bear it.

This is also the reason why he is reluctant to confront Zhang Ningtian head-on, self-recovery can only offset the plague, but it takes a long time, especially this kind of plague that is broken and not stiff, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Ye Jue carried Xiao Qiao on his back, ripped off his coat and scarf, and planned to tie Xiao Qiao with himself, so that he could not only cure the plague, but also deal with the enemy in front of him.

Of course, it was impossible for the phantom to make Ye Jue's movements so smooth, and the whole body was moved, and ten phantoms pounced on him in unison, Ye Ling could only hold Xiao Qiao with one hand first, and began to break through in the right direction.

Straight to meet the phantom in front of him, at the moment when the other party punched, Ye Ling did not dodge, but handed his fist up, the two collided, the phantom flew directly out of three meters away, and there was a gap in the encirclement, and Ye Ling rushed out with it.

However, these phantoms also seemed to have their own special abilities, raising their hands to send out energy waves and rushing towards Ye Xuan.

The soil under his feet poured out with the withered yellow grass roots, Ye Jue's body was attacked by the explosion and leaned forward, in order not to let Xiao Qiao be hurt, Ye Jue had to lift forward with one hand.

Before he landed, the roaring energy wave had rushed to the front, and his body had nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air, Ye Ling waved his hand and flew two, but in the end, it was difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, and the remaining energy waves all hit his chest, and Ye Jue's body suddenly flew backwards.

If it weren't for the fact that the hardness of his body had increased a lot, I was afraid that these few blows would have made Ye Ling vomit blood, and he endured the pain and stomped his feet on the ground fiercely, so as to unload the huge force, and at the same time, Ye Ling did not forget to protect Xiao Qiao behind him.

His feet drew two muddy paths on the ground, but fortunately this was grass, and the soles of his shoes had already been smoothed out by changing to cement floors.

The phantom treats Ye Ling like a mad dog that sees meat and bones, and chases after him and never gives up, Ye Ling has just fixed Xiao Qiao's body, and the phantom is entangled again, but this time they have to face Ye Jue who is in full swing.

Due to the reason that Xiao Qiao was behind him, Ye Jue didn't dare to choose melee combat, rushed to the amusement facility next to him, and forcibly tore off two metal brackets, although it was not made of pure iron, but fortunately, the length was considerable, two meters.

Immediately after, Ye Ling was like a fan who turned on the motor, and his arms danced wildly, not paying attention to any rules or accuracy, and hitting wherever there were many people.

The first two phantoms to rush up directly made Ye Ling fly, with Ye Jue's position as the center of the circle, there were no phantoms within two meters to approach, of course, the phantoms were not complete fools, they could not fight in close combat, they could still send energy waves.

Seven or eight energy waves flew at the same time, Ye Ling gritted his teeth, and the metal rods in his hands were suddenly dyed with a faint green halo, with the blessing of energy, Ye Ling pumped all the energy waves like playing baseball.

Just when Ye Ling was overjoyed, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly turned around, Zhang Ningtian had already fallen from a high altitude, carrying more than ten spears by his side, and holding a long sword in his hand to slash straight down.

Seeing Zhang Ningtian's movements, Ye Ling hurriedly set up the two metal rods to resist the attack.

Click!

Not to mention this kind of rough and inferior metal rod, even a solid iron rod may not be able to block this sharp sword, the blade of the sword went straight down the tip of Ye Jue's nose, but fortunately Ye Jue temporarily retreated half a step, otherwise his nose would be gone.

After landing on the ground, Zhang Ningtian stabbed a sword directly, Ye Ling reacted quickly, threw away half of the metal rod, held a short rod in each hand, set up the sharp blade that stabbed, and pulled his right hand towards Zhang Ningtian's head.

It's just that Ye Ling ignored the phantoms on the periphery, they couldn't get close just now, and now they have all pounced, and the two phantoms crossed Zhang Ningtian, who lowered their heads and stabbed directly, and kicked Ye Ling hard in the chest, almost kicking Ye Ling to the ground, but even so, Ye Ling took five or six steps back.

The qi and blood in his chest were like boiling water, and before Ye Jue could take a breath, he caught a glimpse of the spear that was quietly approaching.

didn't go straight to his front, but aimed at his back, if he didn't want to find a way to suffer, it was Xiao Qiao, in a hurry, Ye Ling could only dodge sideways, even if he knew that there were many phantoms waiting for him, he could only do this.

The spear flew away grazing his arm, but Zhang Ningtian obviously divided his mind to control these light sources, and just turned around in mid-air and continued to come towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Ling squeezed into the pile of people full of phantoms, and flew two phantoms with two punches, but he didn't fall well, and he took two punches solidly, seeing that the spear had arrived in front of him, Ye Ling could only reach out with his left hand to block the progress of the killing.

The phantom behind him was still entangled, going straight to Xiao Qiao, who was suffering from the plague, Ye Ling could only jump hard and get out of the phantom's attack range, but only after reaching the air did Ye Ling know that he had been hit.

After his ability was fully activated, Ye Ling jumped directly to a height of seven or eight meters, and there, Zhang Ningtian was waiting for the rabbit.

Holding a sword in his right hand, Zhang Ningtian's eyes temporarily disappeared from the gray and indistinct air current, and bright and translucent stars began to flicker in it, looking extremely demonic, there is no doubt that this is the ability of the magic light.

Only this time, Zhang Ningtian did not release the strong light or absorb the light, but gathered all the light energy in his body in the palm of his hand, and the five fingers were shrouded in it and visible, and the unparalleled energy fluctuations were climbing step by step, reaching an unprecedented intensity.

Zhang Ningtian aimed at Ye Jue, the corners of his mouth opened, and a pillar of light that was extremely thick across the sky rushed out.

It was as if the pillar that supported the sky had collapsed, and the momentum was huge, Ye Ling had become an incomparably tiny mayfly under this pillar of light, all he could do was to try to open his hands and resist this impact with all his might.

However, the cruelty of reality has never changed, Ye Jue's body flew straight out under the impact of the pillar of light, during which the light energy continued to explode and accelerate, and the damage Ye Jue faced can be imagined, no less than a thousand tempers.

"Master—" The little devil in the distance cried out desperately, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Ye Jue was like a meteorite falling to the ground, smashing it to the ground, but at the moment of falling to the ground, he still turned over with difficulty, did not let Xiao Qiao in his back suffer any suffering, and let his body meet this unstoppable force.

After the body hit the ground, it rolled more than ten times, flew out more than 20 meters, broke two young saplings, and finally almost sank into the trunk.

If he was an ordinary person, even ten lives would not be enough, and for Ye Jue, although this attack was not fatal, it also made him taste unprecedented pain, especially the journey that rolled on the ground at the end.

His body was not controlled at all, and all his strength was used to protect Xiao Qiao, his head hit the rocks on the ground several times, and his sternum was almost broken.

When he stood up again, Ye Jue only felt that his whole body was about to fall apart, and he could feel that the blood on his head was slowly flowing down, and the clothes on his body became tattered during the collision.

It looked like a miserable scene, but the green light of life that gradually dispersed on the surface of his body gave Ye Ling the strength to fight again.

Looking at the phantom that rushed to kill, Ye Ling gritted his teeth, this time he was really going to fight hard, then do something that made him feel crazy, and see what Zhang Ningtian could force himself to be.

Facing the phantom, Ye Ling stopped next to the small roller coaster in the playground, the track of this roller coaster is very simple, there are no big curves and no vertical falls, that is, it is for children to experience, even if it falls, it is not a big deal.

Seeing the phantom getting closer and closer, Ye Ling tightened his grip on the front section of the small train, and pulled it upwards hard, and the iron hook connecting the track began to break.

Drink!

Bathed in the holy green light of nature, Ye Ling shouted hard and ripped off the entire small train, and the train more than ten meters long rushed in the direction of Ye Jue's arms.

Ye Jue felt that his two arms seemed to be out of his own, but the great time was just around the corner, and everything he said had to be done.

The small train rotated in a clockwise direction under Ye Ling's swing, Ye Ling turned in a circle and moved forward, and the rushing phantom didn't seem to expect to face the small train and couldn't dodge.

All the phantoms made the train fly and turned into a wisp of black smoke before it hit the ground, and Ye Jue's movements still did not stop, letting his arms be red and painful, he stared at Zhang Ningtian in the distance, and stepped forward suddenly.

His arms were swinging out in unison, his hands were released, and the whole small train broke through the night, like a javelin thrown by an athlete, wanting to bury Zhang Ningtian directly.

Don't look at the small train that is only more than ten meters long, but the weight is not light, not to mention hundreds of kilograms, Zhang Ningtian categorically has no possibility of the next, if he wants to escape, it depends on whether he has this speed.

However, what is surprising is that Zhang Ningtian stood still and did not move, the long sword was changed to his left hand, and his right hand was aimed at the small train that was coming straight to him, and gradually, the miserable white smoke drifted out, revealing a deep chill.

A layer of ice flew out of Zhang Ningtian's hand, swept through the air, and the entire small train was completely frozen and stopped.

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