Chapter 1148: Hunting 31

", I can only kill one more spirit beast......"

In stealth, he did not escape, but ran away at the spirit beast, the hesitant spirit beast has been in a state of excitement, when he noticed that Yang Chen was rushing over, his perception was not able to be transmitted to his master in time.

Oh......

The spirit beast jumped up in the midst of the wild run, and rushed towards the empty place, and his master also reacted at this time, and that position was where Yang Chen was.

Woohoo......

Countless flowing liquid-like things attacked indiscriminately, this thing Yang Chen was still a little jealous, it seemed that he couldn't kill the spirit beast, and the reaction of the master of this spirit beast interrupted his plan.

"......"

The figure suddenly turned, and the sword of the sword turned into a stream, and a streamer of light flashed between them, and a bright light suddenly flashed on the monk's chest.

"Oops......"

But the speed of the sword technique was too fast, and he just had time to hurriedly shoot out a gang qi, and the sword light had already slashed at his body.

Poof......

The qi was smashed, and the sword light directly slashed into his body, and the sharp pain hit him instantly;

"......Uhh

The monk screamed and flew out.

The wound was very deep, and the residual sword intent on the wound made him even more painful, and the wound was difficult to heal.

But fortunately, the reaction was not slow and avoided the key point.

Looking at this long wound, it won't get better without ten days and a half months, as long as the sword intent on the wound is not removed, the wound will not heal.

"Bastard ......"

He was annoyed and angry, he was injured and couldn't chase Yang Chen, which meant that Yang was going to disappear.

"I'll come back to settle accounts with you!"

Leaving a long voice, Yang Chen had disappeared, and they couldn't find Yang Chen's place at all.

Getting rid of these people, Yang Chen was much more relaxed, and the Dharma Protector's sense became clearer and clearer after a few days of chasing.

At this time, Yang Chen had gradually recovered.

After a few days of traveling, I no longer knew which country's borders were, but for the monks, it didn't matter, and the intersection between the country and the monks was not so obvious.

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On the sea not far from Ten Thousand Poison Island, huge icicles still stand there, the only difference is that the upper part has been cut off by someone with great magical powers.

This person is the ancestor of the Sword Sect, but no one knows, how did he do it, and the other monks who came to inquire also wanted to get a little bit, but this icicle is far harder than the 10,000-year-old ice in the teaching, and it can't be started, and the Dao weapon can't get a piece completely, let alone others.

And at this moment, at the point of this icicle, the part of the icicles that were submerged by the sea water is gradually disappearing.

An icy and jade figure sat under the icicle;

"Yang Chen, I will catch up with you!"

I don't know when it began, this Xue Leng took Yang Chen as an opponent and a target.

As a celestial pride, when she saw the icicles left by Yang Chen's catastrophe, she understood each other's awareness, but he didn't want to admit defeat.

The power of this cold ice made her endure inhuman pain and endure the torture of ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, and only then did she use the supreme heart method in the sect to slowly begin to dissolve this cold ice power.

But at this moment, she is like an ice sculpture, barely breathing.

"You can achieve Jindan under this heavenly tribulation, can't I even conquer the little ice left by your catastrophe?"

So she endured the power of this ice all her life, and that feeling that life was worse than death almost made him give up countless times, almost broke his soul countless times, and convinced herself countless times that it was not worth it, but she still persevered.

The blood stains left by the bitten lips froze at the corners of her mouth, and her distorted face was directly frozen by the cold, this state has been more than a month, and it still hasn't changed, at this moment, the only thing she can barely do is to think more and more slowly.

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"Are you Brother Yang?"

Well?

Red clothes, red hair, red eyes!

The beauty of Ruyu in this wilderness suddenly called herself so affectionately, Yang Lingtian was a little puzzled, and said lightly;

"Recognize the wrong person!"

But who knows, the girl walked up to him with an affirmative face, and introduced herself very ladylikely;

"No, I'm Hou Ying, I know you?"

Who is this? I don't know, and I don't bother to do it? Yang Lingtian is such a straight cancer man, he doesn't understand the amorous feelings, but his unique temperament fascinates thousands of you, this is the life of the protagonist.

When Hou Ying approached, Yang Ningtian's demonic eyes suddenly moved, staring at Hou Ying.

Hou Ying blushed, Yang Lingtian was staring at his chest, he was about to have a seizure, but he saw that Yang Lingtian was deep in thought, in a daze, and there was no look in her eyes as she thought.

After half a sound, Yang Lingtian muttered to himself;

"Cursed?"

Hou Ying was stunned when he heard this, what is the situation, does he have a clairvoyant eye?

Thinking of this, his face turned crimson, and he felt tight.

By the time he reacted, Yang Lingtian was already far away.

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"Hey, master, did you really do that?"

The two fat men gulped meat and drank wine, and the young fat man couldn't help but ask;

"Get out of the way, what did you do for the teacher, he can still kill me!"

The young fat man cried out a large piece of meat in his mouth and said indistinctly;

"That kid has a small heart, I'm afraid it's not good to offend him!"

"Hmph, with his cultivation, Lao Tzu slapped him with a palm. ”

The old fat man does not believe in evil.

But the young fat man's words made his heart skip a beat, and his face changed greatly.

"Master, he's only twenty years old, Jin Dan cultivates!"

These words made the old fat man stunned for a while, but before he could come to his senses, the young fat man said;

"Master, I'm going to retreat, not as fast as him, at least I can't be left too far behind!"

Cai Xiao: Now among the foundation building monks, he is also a little famous.

The old fat man looked at the fat man in front of him, but he thought of another man, Yang Chen.

Of course, he also understood that his apprentice had a set of advanced exercises, and he couldn't ask a single reason, and according to his inference, it had nothing to do with Yang Chen.

"I'll retreat until he comes, and before that, I will definitely break through!"

Syllable......

"Bastard, no big or small, dare to call yourself a master in front of the master......"

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"Yan'er, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, you have to combine work and rest, the way of cultivation, sometimes, you can't come in a hurry!"

Changhong Academy, after the previous changes, has also recovered some vitality at this time.

Yang Yan slowly opened her eyes, took a long breath of turbidity, and slowly relaxed her body and mind.

The speed at which her cultivation was improving surprised Fu Jing, so she deliberately slowed down a little.

"I know the master!"

Yang Yan is a very sensible person, in Changhong College, the current reputation is very loud, and almost no one does not know it.

Of course, the trouble is not small, mainly around the battle for the Qinghong Sword.

Of course, Yang Yan has a secret of black oil, no one knows, when she was cultivating, as soon as she encountered a problem, there seemed to be a voice telling her how to break through, and she didn't dare to mention this matter to anyone.

She has to prepare to break through the golden pill, but there is still a lot of preparation to be done.

His growth has attracted people's attention, after all, such a speed is too terrifying!

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