Chapter 42: Conflict

The cold air that was born out of nowhere whistled and swept through, as if it was against the cold and snow outside, and the six people who were lucky enough to survive were shivering.

Yan Wuyi and Chu Jin stepped into it, and they attracted the attention of Xi Liu, and when they looked up, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they couldn't believe what they saw, the two teenagers who everyone thought they couldn't live before, were now standing in front of them, and they didn't know how to escape from the tentacles of the cold pool demon beast.

"You're still alive?"

Xi Lu said in surprise, and his words startled everyone's eyes, how powerful the demon beast's tentacles were, but the two low-level trembling martial artists standing in front of him did survive, only Yan Wuyi, who was covered with scars, seemed to have escaped from danger, and the thin Chu Qi was like a nobody, without the slightest trace of fighting.

The other martial artists who were digging the spirit ore in frustration also reacted, all of them looked incredulous, and Sun San'er took a few steps back as if he had seen a ghost.

Yan Zhen, who was drooping his head, instantly became interested, put down the rough shovel in his hand and shouted in surprise: "I just said that you two are not so easy to die." ”

Yan Zhen came straight over, and his wide palm slapped Yan Wuyi's arm hard, overjoyed.

"Shhh

Inadvertently under the power of his palm, Yan Wuyi grinned in pain, and his pale face showed a look of resentment, and he was very dissatisfied with this stupid big man's sloppy habit of doing things.

"Chu Jin and I were trapped under the pool by tentacles, if it weren't for the fate, I'm afraid we would both have to die in this fallen dragon abyss. Yan Wuyi said slowly, his words seemed indifferent, and he couldn't tell them directly that the two of them had joined forces to ambush a strange beast in the Demon Yuan realm.

"It's good to come alive, the monster that was killed that day hurt so many of our brothers. Seeing that the two of them didn't want to say much, Xi Tong said with a helpless low face, but he wondered what happened to these two boys.

"This matter came suddenly, there are only so many people left in our three teams, and we have to complete the mining task of five thousand catties of spirit stones every day, which is really forcing people to a dead end. The two of you rest first, this spiritual ore is hard and difficult to dig, and it is extremely physically demanding, even the martial artists of the Seven Apertures can't bear to wear it out. ”

Xi Yu has always been very kind to his brothers, and hurriedly beckoned Yan Wuyi and the others to sit down where the tea was placed, and Tu Yang, who was languishing and paralyzed on the side, saw Yan Wuyi coming over, and moved back with great effort, his pale face was full of fear.

This person is also unlucky, the lower half of his body was directly swept off by the tentacles of the bearded mudworm, and now he is like a waste man collapsed in the corner, and his desolate appearance is even more pitiful.

"Rest the team, why can they rest, we have to work here to the death!" Yang Nanyi was angry, shook the shovel in his hand fiercely, and sat on the ground regardless of it, obviously very dissatisfied with the arrangement.

Since entering the mining area, the group has never stopped digging the spiritual mine, and they dare not delay for half a minute.

"Love to do it or not, anyway, if you can't complete the mining task, everyone will suffer, damn, you don't have a lot of ability, and your temper is not small. Seeing that he was a scoundrel strike, a hint of gloom flashed in his sunken eyes, and he secretly scolded this Yang Nanyi for not knowing the severity and deliberately making things difficult for Yan Wuyi and the others.

"Lao Tzu is better than that kid if he doesn't have the ability, I don't believe that he will come over to compare, whoever wins will rest!" Yang Nanyi had no complaints about Xi Tong, but he couldn't get used to seeing Yan Wuyi, who was like a person who had nothing to do, and the two of them were cheeky to sit and rest, and it was inevitable that they would not get angry.

Yan Wuyi was slightly stunned when he heard this, but that Yang Nanyi really meant himself, and now he has only recovered a little, where is the young opponent of the half-step network realm, but he didn't expect the other party to carry it with him.

"Are you kid blind? Didn't you see that Brother Yi was covered in injuries?" Yan Zhen changed his sluggish state, and with Yan Wuyi's support, he naturally came to confidence, and he was not afraid of Yang Nanyi's shouting: "Since you want to fight, then I will fight for Brother Yi with you, and if you don't beat out your, I think we are easy to bully!"

"This stupid boy has an enlightened brain?" Yan Wuyi became more and more stunned, and said slowly to Chu Jin, Yan Zhen, who had always been timid, actually faced Yang Nanyi and stood awe-inspiring in front of Yan Wuyi.

Chu Zhen also smiled curiously, if Yan Zhen really dared to fight Yang Nanyi today, he might as well teach him a method of forging his body and quenching his body.

"Who gave you the face to dare to speak like this to Lao Tzu?" Yang Nanyi's seven-foot-long body trembled suddenly, his face flushed, and a fist rushed towards Yan Zhen's head.

Xi Lu couldn't stop it, and watched Yang Nanyi almost a thousand catties of punches bombarded away like a bull!

Half of the strength of the Seven Martial Artists burst out, and the gusts of fist wind dispersed with the spiritual power, setting off the debris and dust around them.

The other party's power exploded, the momentum was extremely terrifying, Yan Zhen only felt that his brain was hot, and he clenched his fists to resist, and his huge body suddenly rose up with his legs, and he was not afraid of death as if a heavy rock was thrown horizontally, overwhelmingly pressing towards Yang Nanyi.

"Reckless man!" Yan Wuyi scolded in distress, using his physical mortal fetus to receive a punch from a martial artist, even if Yan Zhen was physically strong, he would not be able to withstand the destruction of the vast spiritual power, and he would inevitably suffer heavy damage.

Immediately, without hesitation, the condensed spiritual power in his body was volatilized, and the amazing power of the Dao Dao burst out from his fingers, and there was no shadow!

Chu Jin was obviously prepared, and the black ghost fire in his hand ignited instantly, but seeing that Yan Wuyi was faster than him, he hurriedly restrained his soul momentum and watched the changes.

It's just that in an instant, Yan Wuyi's strength is like a flowing cloud arrow that crosses Yan Zhen's body and bursts above the power of Yang Nanyi's fist!

The two terrifying forces intersected, and the dust and mist were fluttering for a while, and the momentum was chaotic, and the seemingly invisible energy actually offset the violent fist in front of everyone's surprised faces, and the air wave overflowed quite spectacularly.

Huh?"

Yang Nanyi suddenly had no strength in his heavy fist, and he was quite flustered and took a step back, but Yan Zhen got up and pressed it and already fell on top of his head!

"Bang!"

The rumbling sound instantly resounded, Yan Zhen's huge body directly pressed Yang Nanyi to the ground, and the force of hundreds of catties of collision overwhelmed him, the situation was obvious!

Yang Nanyi finally recited the magic trick, but Yan Zhen's merciless fists fell on his head like raindrops, interrupting his spiritual momentum again, and he suffered more than a hundred punches from Yan Zhen.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, for fear of his life, Xi Yan hurriedly stepped forward to pull away Yan Zhen, who was happy, and saw that Yang Nanyi's head was covered with blood, and he looked dying and miserable, Yan Zhen gave up proudly, and looked at his fist quite magically.

At this time, the faces of the onlookers were different, and the eyes of the Mang clan big man Wu Qiyue were burning with fierce fighting intent, and the people looked at Yan Wuyi who looked tired in the distance carelessly, and actually hoped to fight with Yan Wuyi.

And that Sun San'er's eyes kept rolling, and he glanced at Tu Yang, his face became more and more gloomy, he didn't expect Yan Wuyi to be so strong, just a few strengths, and then he wiped the strength of Yang Nanyi's fist, and it was more and more difficult to avenge the humiliation for Tu Yang.

"I know that my qualifications are extraordinary, and when I see it, a kid surnamed Yang can't climb up when he gets up. Yan Zhen smiled and honestly showed his powerful fists to Yan Wuyi and Chu Jin, who smiled helplessly, and it was rare for him to secretly calm down and recover his spiritual power.

When the rock was provocative, the fallen dragon abyss ushered in a handsome son, only to see him dressed in a star robe, standing on the top of a peak, and below it was the gloomy cold pool of the fallen dragon abyss.

The blood in the pool is soaring, the snowflakes on the pool are avoided, Li Zangfeng's cold eyes are slightly cold, and a bright sword intent is pointed out in his hand, and when he touches the place where the snowflakes roll, he actually ignites the rippling air layer like waves.

"What kind of enchantment was arranged by the strong man? It can make the flying snow go around, covering the aura of the fallen dragon abyss, and the heavens and people don't realize it?"

"This place is full of blood, presumably it is a demon dragon again, but why has my spirit array not moved since it was touched?"

The corners of Li Zangfeng's mouth were slightly raised, looking at the momentum of the cold pool of the fallen dragon yuan, there were traces of damage everywhere, and the blood was dispersed, so he turned into a layer of light purple aura to wrap his body, and dived into the cold pool like a flowing wind, with excellent demeanor and clean dust.