Chapter 110: Planning a live broadcast

"Ladhan !!"

Little nun, a heart-rending wail.

"Let's go!"

Brother Ant, who couldn't bear to look back, faithfully obeyed Joradan's order, tightly grasped the glimmer of life that Joradan had exchanged for his life, and galloped away.

"Go back, let's go back, he's dead, and I'm not alive anymore!"

The mind is confused by the Qinglian Sutra, the little nun is now a girl who has fallen in love and can't extricate herself, seeing that her beloved is in danger, thinking that her beloved is in a desperate situation in order to save herself, for a while, her heart is shocked, and she even has the intention of martyrdom.

"Don't do anything stupid, trust him! he won't die so easily!"

is still Brother Ant, kept his senses, and woke up the little nun with a word.

"Let's go!"

One man and one ant, disappeared into the wilderness.

......

The other side.

Fierce battles, ongoing.

It's not accurate to say that it's a fierce battle, Joraldan, it's all abuse.

It's too strong, so strong that any conspiracy, any tactical plan, has no effect.

The distance of hundreds of meters, in the lightning speed of Li Wuyan, was wiped out in just a few breaths, and compared to his speed, Joraldan's speed of crushing ordinary monks was not much faster than that of a turtle.

"Die!"

There was a loud shout, and suddenly it exploded.

An iron fist, like a cannon bursting into the chamber, blasted towards the back of Joradan's heart.

Such an angry blow must not be carried hard.

Then flash!

Thorn ......

A paper-cracking sound suddenly sounded.

The Secret Art of the Golden System - Escape from the Sky!

The void, torn, people, in a flash, reappeared, and had rushed to a position dozens of meters away.

The fatal blow was dodged.

But it's just this blow.

Behind.

One blow missed, and Li Wuya's demonic qi soared, and a huge magic fist condensed by demonic qi appeared out of thin air, accompanied by Li Wuya's punch, and the magic fist, like a train speeding in the tunnel, blasted towards Joradan.

It's just a cunning rat all the time.

Once the cat is really angry, once the cat is more real, this mouse can only die!

"Die!"

Roaring.

The magic fist that filled the entire passage crushed towards Joraldan.

Can't hide.

With such a punch, there is simply nowhere to hide.

As for the evasive flash.

Although it is just a foundation building realm technique, it consumes a lot, not only consuming aura, but also a test for the body, shattering the void, if the strength of the body can't keep up, if you are not careful, it will be torn apart by the void.

Devouring the aura of gold, the five elements exploded, Joradan was already seriously injured, just now he took a risk of a flash in the air, the wound burst again, blood spurted out, with the physical condition at the moment, at most cast a flash of escape, and more, it will be torn apart by the power of the void.

Cast?

Now, it's not the time.

This only remaining flash is still very useful!

I can only carry it hard.

Then carry it hard!

As he galloped, Joradan flipped his hands and pinched out a trick.

Swish!

A golden aura shield appeared out of thin air and protected Joradan.

At the moment when the aura shield flashed.

The Devil's Fist slammed in.

Rumble!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

Burst!

With a stream of bloody arrows, Joradan flew out like an innocent pedestrian who had been hit by a train.

The realm is too different.

The disparity in strength is too great.

The golden aura shield that was just and hard, in the face of Li Wuya's angry blow, was like a piece of paper, and as soon as it clashed, it was shattered.

This magic fist was almost taken by Joradan.

Boom!

Bombarded by the blast, Joradan crashed into the stone wall of the cave, tumbling, and falling to the ground.

Defeated.

It was so utterly defeated.

I can't even dodge a powerful move.

Knock! knock......

The dull sound of footsteps, like the ancient beasts walking, echoed in the cave.

"Run, aren't you quite good at running, why don't you run?"

"To be honest, I admire you a lot, you have only refined the Qi Realm, and you have escaped my three pursuits!"

"Abandon the pawn to protect the car? I think I'm quite ruthless, but I didn't expect that you are more ruthless than me!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, your tricks have been seen through by me, your strength is too weak, in the face of real power, you are just an ant!"

Xu felt that the victory was in his hands.

Xu is sure that Joladan must be in danger this time.

The anger that has been going on for days.

The hatred that was robbed of the two monks.

Let Li Wuyan be reluctant to kill Joladan like this.

Step by step, like death, slowly approaching.

It's torture.

When killing Joradan's body, there is no end to it, and it is necessary to make Joradan's soul succumb, only in this way can he vent the anger in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Coughing up blood, Joradan struggled and stood up.

The punch just now had already seriously injured him.

The pain spread all over his body made him want to faint and die like this.

But.

Can't die yet.

Legs, trembling.

The whole body is trembling.

Joradan, however, stood up, his head held high, trembling, but like a mountain, he stood tenaciously opposite the boundless.

That look was full of unyieldingness.

That look was full of disdain.

Disdain?

Boundless, angry.

It's just a mouse, how can you qualify for this kind of look?

It's already a turtle in an urn, if you don't give in, then hit you until you give in!

"Die!"

A loud shout.

Li Wuyan rushed towards Joradan and pounced.

No magic hand required.

You can't use a magic hand.

Only by tearing up the garbage in front of you with your own hands can you vent the anger in your heart.

Kill!

The demonic energy was surging like a demon god, but in an instant, he rushed to Joradan's body, and with a sharp swing of his right arm, a groundbreaking uppercut, slammed towards Joradan's abdomen.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Joradan, like a fried prawn, hunched over, flew upside down, and crashed into the stone wall.

Such a fierce blow.

Such a furious blow.

Nirvana!

But.

Li Wuyan was stunned.

In his right hand, there was a sharp pain, the pain of a broken finger bone.

The phalanx was broken?

With the cultivation of the Yu Dan Realm and the powerful body of the Demon Cultivator, attacking a mere Qi Refining Realm cultivator would be broken by the shocking phalanges?

No way!

Intuition told Li Wuya that this was absolutely impossible!

However, the facts reminded him that the phalanges were indeed broken, and the fatal punch hit something harder than a fist, and only in this way would the phalanges be broken.

What is it?

Li Wuyan, with a confused face.

This confusion, in the next moment, turned into a monstrous rage.

Laugh!

Joradan, actually laughing.

It's like a fox stealing an old hen.

The smile was full of triumph of successful tricks.

That laugh is the mockery of a wise man when he looks at a fool.

A golden light suddenly exploded, so bright, flashing so much that I couldn't open my eyes.