Chapter 822: The Great War is too real man
The smoke had a foul stench, like a rotting corpse, and it was disgusting.
As the dead qi slowly melted into the sky, Yi Feilong's skin slowly changed from blue-black to ordinary color, and even the blood flowing out of his body was no longer black, but red.
Withdrawing his hand, Yang Zenan took out a jade bottle and said, "This is a healing elixir, you can eat it first." ”
"Thank you, Lord War." Yi Feilong was respectful to him, and her eyes were full of adoration when she looked at him, as if he were a god.
After taking the pill in one bite, Yi Feilong jumped into the martial arts arena again.
Ning Ruoyu shook his head, although Yi Feilong had taken the healing pill and dispelled the death qi, the injuries on his body were too serious, and with such a serious injury, it was still too reluctant to deal with two masters in the middle stage of the Taishang True Realm at the same time.
But Yi Feilong did not have the slightest fear on his face, and he was still domineering, which made people dare not underestimate him.
This is also a character.
Ning Ruoyu thought silently in her heart, among women, there are really not many people who have such a hard atmosphere.
The battle began.
The battle was destined to be an uphill one.
As soon as Yi Feilong came on the field, she was fighting for her life, completely ignoring her life and death, she was seriously injured, but she was still fighting with the two masters of the Taishang Real Human Realm, and the injuries on her body became more and more, and even her entire right arm was cut off by the other party.
Yang Zenan sighed softly and said, "Enough, admit defeat." ”
The ancestor of the Qingtian Sect was proud in his heart, but his face showed a touch of appreciation, and said: "This girl has a firm heart, if she cultivates well, she will definitely become a great weapon in the future." ”
Yi Feilong fell to the ground, struggled to get up, picked up his broken arm, and slowly walked down the arena.
The members of the Spirit Group tried to help her, but she pushed her away.
Yang Zenan looked at her back and sighed in her heart, Yi Feilong's real name was Yi Lianlan, and since her whole family was killed, she changed her name to Yi Feilong.
She wants to avenge her parents and become a flying dragon that soars for nine days.
Yang Zenan vividly remembers the scene when she first saw her more than 100 years ago, when it was pouring rain, she ran barefoot in the deep mountains, and finally fell down a steep slope, and fell to her death.
But her eyes still flashed with the light of not admitting defeat, and when he saw her eyes, he decided to save her.
This woman has a firm heart and can be of great use.
Yi Feilong did not disappoint him.
After Yi Feilong stepped back, he took out an elixir and swallowed it, then took out the needle and thread from the Qiankun bag and sewed his arm back on.
Cultivation has reached the realm of Taishang Zhenren, it will not die so easily, and her self-repair ability is also very strong, coupled with the blessing of the medicinal effect of the elixir, the broken part of her arm soon began to grow, and the wound began to be sealed.
The Ancestor of the Wan Family looked at Yang Zenan and asked meaningfully, "Lord God of War, is there any need to continue fighting?" Although you have won the Dao Venerable Realm and the Venerable Realm, it is impossible for the two of them to win against a Taishang True Person combined, and they have no eyes in their fists and feet, so why let them be sent to death? ”
Yang Zenan's face was as usual, and he said calmly: "If you don't fight today, you won't be able to fight anymore in the future, it's better to fight today, even if you die, you will die for thousands of people in China, what are you afraid of?" ”
The ancestor of the Wan family couldn't help frowning.
He was very upset about this, what did he mean? Could it be that these ancient warlocks are actually bringing disaster to the country and the people?
At this moment, Ning Ruoyu heard Yang Zenan's voice: "Ruoyu." ”
She slowly opened her eyes, but she didn't look in the direction of Yang Zenan, Yang Zenan continued to transmit: "Ruoyu, in the realm of Taishang Zhenren, we are indeed inferior to the ancient warlocks, so I invited you to participate in the war. ”
Ning Ruoyu smiled bitterly and said, "You also think too highly of me." ”
"You used to be a mixed yuan Daluo Jin Immortal in the immortal realm, if there is anyone on the entire earth who can defeat the Taishang Zhenren by leapfrogging, it is only you." A hint of apology flashed in Yang Zenan's eyes, and he said, "Ruoyu, I'm sorry, I said I wanted to protect you, but at the critical moment, I and my spirit group need you to protect you. ”
The corners of Ning Ruoyu's mouth hooked up and said, "It's okay, since you can't protect me, let me protect you." ”
The corners of Yang Zenan's mouth curled uncontrollably, revealing a happy smile.
"Okay, Ruoyu, me and the Spirit Group, no, the future of the entire Huaxia will be in your hands."
Ning Ruoyu stood up and slowly walked into the martial arts arena.
Yun Ziang looked at Yang Zenan, then at Ning Ruoyu, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
When did they become so close to each other?
What happened between them in the battle of Changbai Mountain?
The ancient master of the Taishang True Realm is a tall man, he combs his ancient hair in a bun, and he is still wearing clothes from thousands of years ago, he is majestic, and his body is extremely evil, it can be seen that he has killed many people, and his hands are stained with blood.
Ning Ruoyu looked at him, this person must have been on the battlefield, and he was a general who slaughtered thousands of people.
Otherwise, he couldn't have such a big evil aura on him.
This person, it seems to be called Yin Shu?
Yin Shu's eyes were cold, and his eyes looked at them as if he was looking at two ants.
"Come on board and don't waste my time." Yin Shu said.
Lin Shuai rushed towards him like a strong wind.
But Ning Ruoyu was still standing in place, motionless.
Yin Shu and Lin Shuai fought, Lin Shuai's full strength punched hard, Lin Shuai just raised his hand, as if he was raising his hand to take something, stretched out lightly, and took the punch.
Lin Shuai was shocked.
This punch was like hitting the hard steel, and it didn't cause any damage to Yin Shu's body, but instead shook his hand numb.
"Is that all you have to do?" Yin Shu said coldly, "It's a waste of my time." ”
After all, a backhand is a punch.
When this punch was struck, the air around it seemed to be burst, rippling layer after layer of ripples.
Lin Shuai snorted, and there was an explosion sound in his body, and then the whole person softened and fell into a pool of blood like a puddle of mud.
Yin Shu didn't continue to move, just glanced at Lin Shuai on the ground like a fly that was swatted to death by himself, and then looked at Ning Ruoyu, and said, "Do you want to be the same as him?" ”
Ning Ruoyu didn't speak.
Yin Shu sneered, his smile was a little cruel: "A beautiful little girl like you, if she is beaten like this, she will never have a face again." ”
He was scaring Ning Ruoyu and destroying her will before he could do it.
Ning Ruoyu slowly came to Lin Shuai's face, and said lightly: "When I hunted the ice and snow wolves in the Arctic Ice Abyss, a hundred ice and snow wolves surrounded me, and I fought with them for seven days and seven nights, and the flesh and blood on my body were almost torn clean by them, and I almost turned into a skeleton. ”
At that time, Ning Ruoyu was already a cultivator in the early stage of Mahayana, but the Ice and Snow Wolf was an extremely powerful existence, and each of them was a fifteenth-level beast.
There are a hundred of them, and there is a nineteenth-level wolf king.
It was a real death.
If she hadn't advanced to the Mahayana stage, as long as the bones were still there and her divine consciousness had not been annihilated, she would still be able to recover, I'm afraid she would have died long ago.
After being bitten into a skeleton by a pack of wolves, what is there to be afraid of?
Yin Shu thought she was bragging, she had never heard of any cold ice and snow wolves.
"Little girl, are you going to fight or not?"
Ning Ruoyu suddenly grabbed Lin Shuai, threw him back to the spirit group, and then slammed together, turning into a streamer and killing Yin Shu.
Yin Shu sneered and said, "It's too slow." ”
He stretched out his hand and wanted to jam Ning Ruoyu's neck, but this pinch, it was actually empty.
"Huh?" He frowned, punched back, and knocked Ning Ruoyu behind him away.
Ning Ruoyu spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed up again.
At first, Yin Shu could easily capture her course of action, but soon, he realized that something was wrong.
Ning Ruoyu's speed became faster and faster, as fast as lightning.
This is the light skill that Ning Ruoyu used when dealing with the cold ice and snow wolf in the Mahayana period - Thousand Snow Lost Steps.
This is an extremely advanced footwork, and the Mahayana period can fully exert its power, Ning Ruoyu can only exert less than one-third of it at this time, but it is still enough to deal with Yin Shu.