Chapter Twenty-Three: The Resurgence of the Storm (I)
It was extremely critical, Yunchen felt the blade getting closer and closer, blood was like a gem, but it could kill with one blade, without mercy.
In this formation, although death is not terrible, but the setback is terrible, Yunchen just came to Tongtian, he met Wang Ming, and then was defeated by his hands. Immediately followed by the forest in front of the mountain stone city, where the sky was as proud as a cloud, and the waning moon night made him die and struggle, and broke out again, but he met the transformation of the realm Tianjiao, who was young, but almost took his life again.
And now, if you back down and be defeated again, I am afraid that in the future, I will leave an indelible scar in my heart.
"Know, block it for me. "Although I know that the realm is higher than myself, the use of consciousness is not much, and it may be slowed down, and I hope that there will be a turnaround.
Among the sharp blades, there are silent swords, which are gathered by Yunchen's knowledge, and their strong and unique power makes the sharp blades sudden, but it is only a meal.
The spiritual power of the protective body exploded, and the latter held a sharp blade in his hand, and after shaking out his senses, he continued to attack, this time, he would not let go of anything, and any variables could not stop his determination.
"Damn, ah......" Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, Yunchen roared and roared, the muscles and veins of his whole body were like a giant dragon spreading, and his strong muscles wanted to stir up the black fog and break the restrictions with one punch.
"Now, you will definitely die!" The faint voice, Zhang An was already approaching, and the sharp blade slashed at the back shoulder, and the shining light stinged Yunchen's eyes.
"Ah......h
The terrible and painful scream, Yunchen's whole body strength, continuous loss, spasmodic feeling, dense body, the effect of this sharp blade is to absorb the other party's flesh and blood, and even the tendons have to be pulled out, so that the victim is in pain.
No matter how firm the will is, there is a limit, unless you have endured it, you can stop roaring, obviously Yunchen was unprepared, he thought that he would die, but he didn't expect the other party to be far more vicious than he thought.
In this sense, in the eyes of outsiders, the sharp blade only pierced into Yunchen's bones, and it was cruel on the surface, but for the monks, this was just a common thing in the future.
"This Yunchen, why hasn't he been tribulated?" Outside, the disciple who didn't understand it sighed with some regret, the situation was impermanent, and he could have made a splash, but when he covered the sky with one hand, he was overwhelmed by the sky, which was a pity.
"I'm afraid, there's something hidden inside. There are also disciples who see the name hall and secretly guess.
......
But the fact is that Yunchen is about to die, and now he is being tortured, even if he doesn't die, but in the formation world, he is a waste.
"Why, don't you kill it directly?" It didn't take long for Yun Chen to forcibly hold back the pain and say word by word.
"Hmph, I want you to understand that in this first category, I am the master. With a gloomy and cruel face, Zhang An was almost close to Yunchen, smiling again and again.
"Haha, Brother Zhang is really powerful. Looking at Yunchen like this, the think tank was equally happy.
Time is always fast, although it doesn't take long, it has been maintained in this state, and it is inevitable that outsiders will be suspicious, Zhang An finally smiled cruelly: "Forget it, remember the lesson, don't offend me again in the future." ”
After speaking, the sharp blade was pulled out violently, and Yunchen's pupils, at this moment, widened the ground, and the pain was even worse than when it was first inserted.
"Die. Without sparing his hand, Zhang An swiped his hand, and the sharp blade was about to approach Yunchen's neck, as long as the skin was broken, he would become a dead man.
The cold breath is approaching, Yunchen's heart is not disturbed by suffering, but there is a feeling of relief, like falling into a cold ice lake, when it sinks to the bottom, everything is liberation......
"Are you so willing?"
"Could it be that in this world, failure is eternal?"
"Are you willing to stop resisting and let your heart be silent for thousands of years?"
The question of the three sentences, the beginning of each sentence, is like a knife, deeply pierced in Yunchen's heart that wants to be silent, and he doesn't know where it comes from, but time seems to stop because of this, he can feel that his consciousness is active, but the things around him stop because of this.
"Who, who are you?" As if he couldn't get rid of a dream, this person's tone and voice were familiar in his heart, but Yunchen just couldn't think of it, he fell into darkness, he wanted to get out of this world that didn't belong to him, and he wanted to break things that exceeded the norm, and he had to catch out the people who had been manipulating him.
Those dreams are not imaginary, but real, and his life is like being secretly arranged by someone, what is the ancient life, what is the law, what is the ring, this kind of income seems to come a little easier......
"Get me, give you a chance. The faint tone gave people an irresistible tone, and invisibly, a divine light lit up the clouds in the dark.
Countless demon beasts, overwhelming Taoism, may still be immortal arts, such a huge scene, just the display of momentum, is enough to make any ancestor in the land of Pranyo frightened.
A man, under the seemingly weak appearance, hides an unknown forbearance, he slowly rotates with one hand, one life and one death, it seems to be two words, but it is like two marks, they devour each other, but they are peaceful opposites, but under these two marks, endless demon beasts, roaring towards the sky, they are not inviting battle, but in fear, trembling, almost turning around and fleeing.
As for the heavens, endless Dao arts, or immortal arts, they all stopped because of this, and the desolate beast entity that had been condensed was therefore unstable, so it began to break, and several giant dragons and phoenixes swimming in the sky paused in their bodies, and their eyes were far away, but they were always paying attention to the marks in the man's hands, because it was making them frightened.
"Withered, wooden, buried, flowered. ”
Four words, words and words, everything, the enemy in front of them, at this moment, they trembled, prostrate on the ground, the dragon hung down the giant tail, the phoenix put down the proud head, this is like giving up resistance, surrendering.
But the man did not relent, and at the highest point in the sky, the two imprints spread out, expanding more and more, until they covered more than 3,000 miles and surrounded all the enemies, and then stopped the expansion of the range.
The mark in the man's hand was far away from it, and then he shook it suddenly, and gently closed his five fingers, all the demon beasts, including the giant dragon and phoenix, all became ashes, fluttering, tens of thousands of demon beasts, turned into ashes, almost piled up into mountains, and the man's injuries were recovered in an instant at this moment, and his body seemed to be supporting the heavens and the earth, a god, as if born from this.
"Remember, it's not a life-and-death crisis, and you can't use it indiscriminately. Buried in your heart, the flowers will not be extinguished. "Leaving the last words, the breeze takes away the trance, the cold glow of the blade, and it follows, but it goes back to before, and the memory is confused.
Everyone resumed their movements, but they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.
The only person who knows - Yunchen. He didn't look back, showing a look of contempt: "Hmph." ”
And in his heart, he suddenly drank "dead wood burial flowers." ”