Chapter 186: Narrowly Escaped Death

Seeing Yu Wenhao's figure disappear strangely in front of him, the Red Winged Holy Tiger was furious.

The last blow, although he was sure that Yu Wenhao would not survive, but he was very unwilling not to see Yu Wenhao's body.

How many years have he lived, and who would dare to insult him like this, there is no such thing as this.

But today, how can he not be angry when he was scolded by a boy in the martial arts realm.

As a result, the powerful attack continued to bombard the place where Yu Wenhao disappeared, and almost didn't tear down the back mountain.

His anger directly caused the low-level demon beasts in the forbidden land of the back mountain to flee in all directions, and they didn't dare to stay, and they all wondered if this adult had taken explosives today? This is where he lives, how can he not cherish it.

The warriors around rushed over, not daring to approach, just paying attention from a distance, seeing the collapsed mountain, secretly staggering, the mountain was ruined like this?

It's too scary, who provoked him?

"Holy Lord, what's going on?" the dean asked respectfully, as he stepped closer.

He has been paying attention from a high altitude, but he has not found a suspicious target, and he can't help but wonder, and this is not something he can provoke, he only hopes that the anger in his heart can be extinguished.

"What's the matter? You ask me what's going on, and I want to ask you? For many years, Ben Sheng has been concentrating on cultivation here, and no one has ever dared to break in and disturb him, but today, someone actually broke in, scolded Ben Sheng, and took away the Nether Fireworks, how do you explain?" The Netherworld Holy Tiger looked at the dean, and his anger not only did not fall, but instead grew a lot.

"Actually took away the Netherworld Fireworks, could it be that the other party is a Martial Emperor master? Or a Martial Venerable master. The dean was shocked in his heart, the netherworld fireworks, the spiritual fire formed between heaven and earth, ordinary people don't even want to get close, that scorching temperature can instantly burn the martial artist to ashes.

This is just approaching, if you want to take it, you must contact it, that is tantamount to asking for your own death, who can be so bold?

"Holy Lord, I don't know where the intruders are, so I'll go and arrest them at once. The dean gasped and asked calmly.

"No need, he has been attacked by this saint, and he will not survive. The Red Wing Holy Tiger stretched his red wings and responded to the dean very confidently.

He is very confident in his attack, not to mention a kid in the Martial Disciple Realm, even if he is a master of the Martial Emperor, it is absolutely impossible to take it, but it is a pity that he did not see the corpse, otherwise he would have to break the corpse into ten thousand pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"This is the academy you manage? To be honest, I'm very disappointed in you, looking around, the entire academy is barely useful, there are still a lot, but it still makes people break into the back mountain, you know what it means? It means that the White Tiger Academy has nothing to show for it, and the interior is empty, such an academy, how to cultivate talents, how to talk about supporting the kingdom. ”

The Red Wing Holy Tiger incarnated as an educator full of wealth, and the dean incarnated as a student, quietly waiting for the teachings of his predecessors.

"It's happened, it's irreparable, and you can see the endgame, what to do without this saint teaching you!"

The Red Winged Holy Tiger didn't give the dean the slightest face at all, and he was seriously reprimanded, his appearance was originally at the time of life and death of the kingdom, but he didn't want to be a kid in the martial arts realm, and he almost let this kid abscond, he didn't have the face to say it.

It is a shame to be scolded by an ant-like figure and to collect the Nether Fireworks, but it must not be known, otherwise, the reputation of the first generation will be ruined.

"Juniors understand!" the dean nodded, in front of the Red Winged Holy Tiger, he could only call himself junior.

He bowed respectfully, and only dared to raise his head when he was sure that the Red Winged Holy Tiger had left.

"Everyone, do you want the old man to come down and talk?" Suddenly, a strong light burst out in the dean's eyes, and a powerful coercion emanated, directly crushing the Quartet.

The surrounding masters felt this coercion, how dare they stay, and leave the academy with acquaintances.....

late at night

In the palace, flowers are in full bloom and flowing water is trickling.

A faint light suddenly appeared from a rockery, and immediately, a figure flew out.

The figure that flew out had a low breath, his whole body was stained with blood, and he was lying motionless on the ground, this was not Yu Wenhao who disappeared in the big array?

He looked at the crescent moon in the night sky distractedly, calm as water.

The last attack of the Red Wing Holy Tiger almost made him almost die, but even if he didn't die, at this moment, he was not even as good as an ordinary person, and if he wanted to move his body, it was a luxury, and he couldn't do it at all.

The five internal organs were displaced, the eight veins of the Qi meridian were broken, and the blood was still flowing out, the blood stained the whole body, the cloak was scattered, the face was as pale as paper, and the lips were chapped.

This time, it can be described as a narrow escape from death.

That red-winged holy tiger is too strong, in front of such a person, he is an ant, and a lamb to be slaughtered, and he has no power to fight back at all.

For the rest of his life, he did not have the slightest joy, but his whole body tensed, paying attention to the movements around him, at this moment, he could easily solve him by anyone, he did not dare to relax.

Spare his life, he is extremely sparing his life, especially when he escapes from such a master.

He looked at his physical condition inward, it was worse than he imagined, he had lost too much blood, all the meridians were broken, he didn't dare to imagine if he could recover.

If you can't recover, what's the difference between yourself and death?

The road to rise, this is a great blow to him, a blow that he dare not accept.

He lay on the ground in frustration, mobilizing his Xuan Li to recover from his body's injuries, but it had no effect at all.

"This time, it was really big, but even if I go back in time, my decision is still the same. ”

"Red Winged Holy Tiger, I remember you, I hope you can live well, and when I step into the peak of martial arts, I will definitely ask you to surrender. ”

"Where is this, and why is it connected to the mountain behind the academy?"

Yu Wenhao was even more puzzled, he had been in contact with the phantom array before, and he just wanted to enter it to hide for a while, but he didn't want to teleport here by mistake.

The unfamiliar scene around, Yu Wenhao dared to be sure that this was definitely not the academy, and it was even beyond the scope of the academy.

This is probably the last glimmer of hope in his heart!

He tried again and again, trying to absorb the mysterious power in the air, so that he could recover a little strength first, but every time he tried again, they all ended in failure.

Sooner or later, he will die here, escape from death, he doesn't want to die here in vain, and if he dies here, wouldn't it be very unjust.

So, he moved his body, but he couldn't move at all, he tried to move his fingers, tried again and again, his fingers were finally able to move, and his consciousness moved, and some healing elixirs were thrown out of the space ring at his index finger.

What if there is an elixir, he can only watch the elixir piled up in front of him, and he can't do anything.

Waiting for death? Yu Wenhao never.

Looking at the elixir in front of him, he was extremely tormented and died quietly, that is not his style, even if he dies, he has to be vigorous.

The indomitable will in his heart has always supported him, looking at the things in front of him, he made efforts again and again, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and his lips were already bloody.

Unwilling, angry, frustrated, unyielding. At the moment, he has mixed feelings, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to live, he doesn't want to miss it.

As he continued to work hard, the blood flowed faster and faster, and even some of the scarred wounds opened again, and the inside of his body turned over and overturned, and the water was fried and roasted.

The pain was all over his body, his brain tingling, and the blood was dripping, as if it was about to dash his last hope.

He endured the pain all over his body, not allowing himself to let out a scream, an unfamiliar environment, without a trace of self-preservation, he must not be careless.

"Pain, prove I'm still alive, let the storm come harder!"