Tian Yulang didn't have time to think about it, black blood was oozing out quickly from the soles of his feet, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black shield to block the palm knife.

At the same time, he took advantage of the momentum to rise, like a god in the air, his hands were closed, and the black blood turned into a long thin blade, which quickly slashed down.

Not far away, a mountain stream suddenly stopped, and a falling blade of grass on the mountain wall also froze in the air...... Everything seemed to stand still with the slash of the knife.

Tian Yulang's eyes were indifferent, looking down at Marx who was stabbing at the palm knife below, and the speed of the combined hands was a little faster, and subtle dark cracks appeared on the edge of the thin blade, which was terrifying and abnormal.

Suddenly, a figure stood out in the void not far behind him, as if it was Marx below!

With the appearance of this figure, Max Weir under the thin blade shattered like a soap bubble, and it turned out to be just a phantom.

The single eye of Marx behind Tian Yulang flashed with a deep light, so dark and deep that it seemed that he could never get a glimpse of the bottom, and at the same time, his palms of his hands silently stuck to Tian Yulang's side back at some point, and the Dafa of Absorbing Spirits was running at full strength.

The source force, flesh and blood, and essence in his body were ready to move under the suction, Tian Yulang was shocked, and his body quickly rotated backwards, but Marx's body seemed to have lost its weight, hanging on the hands that were attached to Tian Yulang's back, and also rotated with his movements.

Front roll, back flip, side flip...... No matter what Tian Yulang moved, Marx clung to his back, like a conjoined child.

In desperation, Tian Yulang had to control the black ** blood, turning into knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks and countless other blades, stabbing, chopping, chopping, and hitting behind him.

This was the first time that Tian Yulang had let the demonic blood out of his body during the battle with Marx, which was a very dangerous move in the fight against Marx, who had a complete spiritual absorption Dafa.

Sure enough, Marx's eyes showed excitement, his hands suddenly broke away from Tian Yulang's back, drew a circle left and right, endless suction came from it, and the demon blood flew in like a bird throwing into a nest.

Suddenly losing a lot of demon blood, Tian Yulang's face turned pale, but he was finally separated from Marx's hands, and his actions were restored to freedom.

"Run!"

This was his only thought now, he didn't expect this Tiramo to be so powerful, and he could still exert such a powerful combat power after being banned for a hundred years.

When the thought came to mind, Tian Yulang's figure had already jumped hundreds of meters, and Max Weir swept away the demonic blood in the sky and chased after him.

Half an hour later, Max Weir returned to the high ground, and when he landed on the ground, his body shook slightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Come out, human boy."

Soon, Zhang Xiaotian climbed out of the hatch, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Max Weir spit out a mouthful of blood "wow", and his body fell backwards with a soft body.

He stepped forward and held him up, "Senior, are you injured?" ”

Max Weir shook his head and said with a smile: "Just because Tian Yulang can't hurt me, it's just that he has just recovered his physical function to fight a big battle, and his body, which has been banned for more than a hundred years, is a little unbearable, it's okay, just rest for a day." ”

"That'...... What about Tian Yulang? ”

Zhang Xiaotian hesitated and asked, and then looked at Max Weir nervously, for fear that he would say something bad.

This time, he has a big enmity with this former great master, and if Tian Yulang is still on the island, I am afraid he will not be allowed to leave easily.

"Him!" Marx smiled disdainfully, "It's gone, don't worry, you kid, he's hurt more seriously than me, and I don't know that there is something wrong with my body, I'm afraid that I won't dare to appear on this island in a short time!" ”

"Oh, that's great!"

Zhang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time mourned for a few seconds for the people of the Tian family on the island, in the process of his "wandering" these days, he sensed a few breaths on this island that made his heart beat, obviously there were several powerful mysterious beasts on this island.

In the past, the aura of the grandmaster who was taken in Tian Yulang did not dare to harass, but now that Tian Yulang is gone, these Tian family members are afraid that it will be worse.

In the early hours of the second day, the sun had just jumped above the horizon, dyeing the sea with a golden edge.

Marx carried Zhang Xiaotian and flew into the sky, took a deep breath, and suddenly became free, which made him have an urge to look up to the sky and roar.

"Boy, where are you going?" He forced down the throbbing in his heart and lowered his head and asked.

Zhang Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed, that was the direction they came from, he wanted to go back to Mengke Island directly, but the question was where to locate such a small island in the vast sea without a chart.

Four days later, on the edge of a dense forest, Zhang Xiaotian tried to keep Marx, "Senior, since your spaceship has been damaged and you can't return to Planet Tiramo, why don't you go to Mengke Island with me?" ”

The sea flight in the past few days is not boring, Zhang Xiaotian has really gained great benefits, not only has his strength risen to the fourth level of source power, but he has also made a leap in the understanding of martial arts, all of which is the credit of Max Weir.

This is simply an "encyclopedia of humanoid martial arts", no matter what questions Zhang Xiaotian has, he can easily answer them, these four days have simply eliminated all the doubts in Zhang Xiaotian's heart, and all the martial arts problems accumulated in the past two years have been swept away.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Xiaotian is reluctant to leave Max Weir, being with him is like a golden finger written on the Internet in his previous life - with an old grandfather!

Max Weir smiled and said, "You humans have a good saying - there is no feast in the world, Mengke Island is too small, although I can't go back, I want to walk around on the water blue star of your human race, maybe I can find suitable materials to repair the spaceship!" Boy, we'll have a date later! ”

Zhang Xiaotian felt a little lost in his heart, and suddenly thought of something again, "Marx's seniors, can you tell your juniors about the void before leaving?" ”

……

Late at night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

On the island, in front of the Tianjia camp, in a clearing.

Tian Changfeng stood there, looking at the direction of the old ancestor's departure with some uneasiness, the old ancestor didn't return overnight, nothing would happen, right?

Phew!

What was I thinking?

With the strength of the ancestors, what can happen on this small island!

At this moment, a low "purring" sound suddenly sounded in the dense forest in the distance, like a suppressed roar in the throat.

Tian Changfeng was startled, there are demon beasts!?

Suddenly, a cry of "Woo~~~Woo~~~" sounded one after another in the jungle, and began to approach rapidly.

This voice, at first glance, sounds like a wolf howling or a tiger's roar, with long vicissitudes of life, and it is full of violent meaning, which makes the listener's heart palpitate even more.

Not good!

Tian Changfeng quickly ran towards the camp.

(End of chapter)