When Liu Cheng's internal energy is exhausted and most of his spirit is recovered, it has been a long time in the past.

Spiritual power is a mysterious energy in the realm of martial arts, and if you want to recover your spiritual power, in addition to using special exercises to overdraw your potential, you can only recover by finding a quiet place and recuperating carefully.

Liu Cheng didn't have that special exercise, at this moment, the sound of rain dripping and shouting and killing were everywhere, and there was no quiet place for him to recuperate, and he was already satisfied when he returned to the current state.

Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng is still fighting alone, if he delays any longer, I am afraid that Zhang Sanfeng will be difficult to maintain the current scene, if Zhang Sanfeng falls, he is alone, and he wants to kill so many people, how difficult is it.

A little flat, Liu Cheng copied the long sword in front of him and flew up.

"Daoyou take a break, and wait for Liu to have a good time with these guys."

A little bit of sword dancing with the long sword in his hand, he couldn't stop spitting, under the rain curtain, like a silver snake spitting letters, wanting to choose people to devour.

An ordinary three-foot Qingfeng, in Liu Cheng's hands, seems to have become a peerless divine soldier.

Crossing the necks of a martial arts person and a Han sergeant, he brought up blood flowers, contributing a fresh soul to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

With a light movement of the wrist, between a stab, a slash, and a lift, only a little internal qi can be consumed, and several more souls can be killed.

In the past, Liu Cheng was extremely difficult to do.

All of this is the result of improving combat experience.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Liu Cheng's sword danced more and more urgently. A silvery-white silver snake wrapped in a curtain of rain falling from the sky. As if to poke out the claws and give birth to horns. From the snake to the dragon.

It's a pity that such a scene makes a group of unconscious puppets look at it, and it is really inexplicable.

Before you know it, it's been raining all night.

Under the rain, the corpses were soaked white, and the blood mixed with the rain gathered small puddles on the mountain. If you move slightly, it is a foot of blood, and it is difficult to have a foothold.

During this period, Liu Cheng and Zhang Sanfeng rotated several times.

The number of enemies who have died at the hands of two is already countless.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or what, in one night, no matter how many people the two killed, those enemies around them. I still don't feel the slightest bit of reduction.

"Fellow Daoist, something seems to be wrong."

Liu Cheng shook his long sword to eliminate the enemy who rushed to his side, and shouted at Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng groaned and swept away the approaching enemies around him. Said: "There is indeed something wrong, it stands to reason that there are not 100,000 people who died at the hands of us. There are also seventy or eighty thousand, and the corpses on the ground can prove everything. But where did the nearly 100,000 people around come from? ”

"Daoist friends do not feel that among these people. There are many who have no martial arts at all. ”

"Brute!" Zhang Sanfeng scolded hatefully, as if he had thought of something, and shouted angrily: "It must be that beast who used evil magic to control the common people near Wudang, wearing Han armor, pretending to be ordinary soldiers, and I waited for a long time to fight, but I didn't feel it, and when I think about it, it must be so!" ”

"If it goes on like this, even if the two of us don't die of exhaustion of internal energy, we will have a nervous breakdown and die sooner or later." Liu Cheng frowned, his recovery is getting slower and slower now, even if Zhang Sanfeng's realm is higher than himself, it must not be much better at this moment, if the enemy is still so endless, even if the two of them are not exhausted to death, they will only die on the spot when they encounter a mysterious person.

Zhang Sanfeng propped his head, and after thinking about it, he shouted with a serious face: "This place is dragged by the old Dao, Daoist friends quickly go to find that beast, presumably using this kind of magic like this, that beast will not be much better than the two of us." ”

"But ......" Liu Cheng looked embarrassed, he had asked Zhang Sanfeng for trouble several times, but he had rescued himself several times, and now if he left him to find a mysterious person, he would obviously ignore his life.

"Don't be, Wudang Mountain is now afraid that it has already been surrounded by the people controlled by the beast, if no one drags these people, even if they meet the beast, it is also in the way, for today's plan, only the soldiers are divided into two ways, the old Tao has lived for a hundred years, it is already enough, but it is a pity that my little disciple Cuishan child is unscrupulous, if the Taoist friend has the heart, after solving everything, he will go to the bottom of Wudang Mountain, a valley in the southeast, take it out, teach some martial arts, let it be an ordinary person in the previous life, but it depends on the arrangement of the Taoist friend." As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng jumped to Liu Cheng's side, and with a push of his internal qi, he pushed Liu Cheng to the direction where Chen Youliang was.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who was fighting alone after launching himself, his heart fluctuated.

"Let's go! Come on! Remember, you must break that beast into pieces for Lao Dao! ”

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, Liu swears that he will definitely solve that beast and will not let you die in vain!" Ang Tian let out a long roar, and Liu Cheng leaned over, tiptoe on the heads of the crowded crowd around him, and rushed away.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Liu Cheng's departing back and smiled bitterly, who wants to die? Who wouldn't want to live on their own? It's just that if I don't choose like this, if I continue to consume it like this, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to have the slightest hope, and then I'm afraid that both of them will have to stay here.

The longer he lived, the more he could see.

Liu Cheng, who left the battle group, has no time to care about Zhang Sanfeng at this moment, he is very anxious at this moment, the more anxious he is, the more irritable he is, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he doesn't want Zhang Sanfeng to die at the hands of those puppets, just Chen Youliang? What about the mystery man?

Looking up, the surrounding darkness is full of people, where is the shadow of Chen Youliang?

Not to mention the mysterious man's deity, he had never seen his deity at all, and even if he stood in front of him, it would be difficult for him to recognize it.

The so-called ants on the hot pot must be no different from Liu Cheng at this moment.

"Huh? Is that? ”

Just when Liu Cheng couldn't find any trace of Chen Youliang and the mysterious person, on a flat ground not far from the mountain, after the wind blew through the towering giant trees, some altar-like buildings were faintly revealed in Liu Cheng's eyes.

didn't have time to think about it, Liu Cheng touched the ground, stretched out his arms, and flew down from Wudang Mountain, borrowing strength from the small tree stretched out halfway up the mountain several times, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in a short time.

didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and when he saw the direction, Liu Cheng rushed away with all his might.

Every time he delays a little longer, Zhang Sanfeng is in danger.

If Zhang Sanfeng died because of his temporary delay, Liu Cheng would not forgive himself no matter what. (To be continued......)