Crying.

I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, I didn't look at the map when I ran away, and Joradan didn't expect it, so he ran and ran, and he ran to the edge of the cliff.

This cliff is dozens of zhang wide, and for the monks of the Foundation Realm, it is not difficult for the sword to fly.

But.

I'm not!

Only refining the Qi Realm, how can the sword fly!

It definitely won't get by.

A turn back.

Seeing Li Wuya chasing after him with an iron face, behind him, the two people from the Hidden Sword Villa were not far away.

What's the matter?

If you stay here, you will either be killed by Li Wuya, or you will be killed by the Hidden Sword Villa, and you will be killed.

Case.

Sao Bao waved his hand at Li Wuya: "Goodbye!"

Jump.

Joradan jumped off a cliff.

It's not a brute force.

The monk's uniform he was wearing was a long robe, as long as he untied it, it was a parachute, and his body was not weak, Joradan was confident that he would jump off the cliff, and at most he would fall twice, and he would definitely not die.

If you can use this to escape the pursuit of Li Wuyan, it's worth it!

"Wait for the master, I have refined the gluttonous ding, advanced to the foundation building, and you are good-looking!"

In my ears, a whistling sounded.

Secretly speaking harshly, Joradan began to untie the monk's suit.

Unexpectedly.

"No, no, ahh......hhh

Seeing that Joladan had already jumped off the cliff, Li Wuya was completely angry.

Yun Lingguo, gone.

After several years of cultivation and suppression, all of them turned into useless work.

A hysterical roar, demonic energy, exploded violently.

Broke through.

Build the foundation!

Mid-stage foundation building!

Later stage of foundation building!

Turned into a black hole.

The whole world seems to be drained.

That aura turned into black threads, condensed into a cloud of black mist, and all poured into Li Wuya's body.

In just a few breaths, the boundless force that opened the shackles had broken through to the late stage of foundation building, and it was only one step away from Yudan.

"Run!"

When Jian Wuzhong saw this, he dared to chase and kill, turned around and fled.

He fled fast.

His junior brother was a beat slower to react.

Just this shot cost him his life.

"Die!"

I didn't see any movement from Li Wuya, just a look, and in the void, a pitch-black giant hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the monk who was about to turn around.

Giant hand, slammed into it.

Bang!

It's like pinching a flea.

The monk of the Hidden Sword Villa was directly pinched and exploded.

"it!"

Joraldan, who was untying his clothes, suddenly became overwhelmed.

Scared silly, there is wood.

I don't understand it either.

Wish you could land faster and dodge endless ranged attacks.

But.

Swish!

The terrible black hand appeared out of thin air again, impartially, and happened to be in the place where Joradan fell.

Syllable!

Like a fish falling into a basin, Joladan landed on the big hand.

Thinking of the death of the monk in the Hidden Sword Villa just now, Qiao Ladan dared to hesitate.

"Chop, chop!"

With the golden sword in hand, he slashed down.

In the end, it is a golden sword, extremely sharp and powerful.

This contained a blow from Joradan's dying struggle, and he actually cut off a finger of this giant hand.

One finger is broken, and four fingers are left.

The giant hand, slammed into it, and the breath of death enveloped Joradan.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound.

The monk's suit, which was bought for a thousand spirit stones and engraved with an aura shield, was shattered into pieces when the aura shield was completely shattered, and this crumb was eroded as soon as it was contaminated with demonic qi.

Naked.

What's worse is that.

The giant hand was about to close.

Wisdom comes from urgency.

Joradan's heart moved, he stuffed the spirit fruit in his right hand into his mouth, opened his free hand, opened the storage bag, took out the silver gun, and then stood upright, supporting the giant hand that was about to close.

Kick your legs in one go.

Along the gap where the finger was severed, the man drilled out.

Silver guns?

's life is almost gone, so how can I take care of the silver gun.

Sou!

The sleek Joraldan, whose resistance was greatly reduced, jumped out of the giant hand control, and the one that fell was called a cheerful.

"Die!"

Seeing that the precious spirit fruit was stuffed into Qiao Ladan's mouth, endless killing intent welled up in Li Wuya's heart.

I wanted to cast the demon hand again, but because I had just been promoted, my demonic energy was unstable, so I had to give up.

There is no magic hand, but there is still a sword.

With a loud shout, Li Wuya directly threw the war knife in his hand.

Bang bang bang......

The knife came first, and the sound of breaking the air followed.

Such a fast and domineering blow, not to mention that Joladan couldn't react at all, and even if he did, he couldn't dodge because he was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow his strength.

Burst!

The sword, from the side of the back waist, slashed diagonally into it.

It's a one-and-a-half end.

Unexpectedly.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and it exploded so weirdly.

"Nima, again?"

Holding back the pain that swallowed everything, Joladan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The war knife hit the gluttonous ding.

Again.

Once again, he was saved by this gluttonous ding.

Otherwise, this knife will definitely be cut in two.

It's just that.

It's not going to be easy now.

One side of the waist, under this frenzied blow, was blasted out of a huge hole, blood, combined with the flesh, sprayed into a large cloud of blood mist.

Fortunately.

With the help of this blow, the falling speed suddenly soared, and in just an instant, it fell several feet.

Even better.

The sword was broken.

As soon as the gluttony comes out, everything has to be finished!

On the cliffs.

Li Wuya stood there stunned.

The moment the sword broke, he already knew it.

I couldn't figure out how the war knife taken from the treasure house of the Demon Sky Cliff, the war knife that had been nurtured by the demonic qi for a long time, would actually break.

However, the fact is in front of us, the war knife is broken.

With a wave of the hand.

The magic hand, which had a finger cut off, flew back.

Demonic energy, dissipated.

A few storage bags, a few fragments of a monk's suit, fell to the ground.

And a silver gun.

Li Wuya, who had lost his weapon, picked up the silver spear, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly smiled.

Swings and roundabouts.

The sword was gone, but there was a very good spear.

With a wave of his right arm.

The silver spear turned into a demon dragon and stabbed into the void, the demon dragon roared, and the demonic energy raged.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Demon Heaven Cliff in the past hundred years, Li Wuya's heart was so strong that he was almost invulnerable, and he quickly recovered from the blow just now.

If the spirit fruit is gone, then it is gone.

In the later stage of foundation building, the illusion of this refining is no longer invincible.

Rush!

Three floors!

Four floors!

Five floors!

Breaking through this illusion of refining, there may be unexpected gains.

Carrying the silver spear on his shoulder, his legs kicked violently on the ground, and the whole person, like a disemboweled*, jumped out of dozens of feet in an instant.

Leap again.

Leap again.

In this way, after only a few breaths, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the distance.

It's fast.

But there are those who are faster than him.

WhewW......

The fierce wind is blowing in the face.

Poor Jordan, who had thought of using a monk's suit as a parachute, was now fine, naked, and accelerated by a violent blow, and the one that fell was called fast, like a meteor.

"It's going to be over!"

At the bottom of my heart, wow, it's cool.

A big hole in the waist.

It's falling so fast.

It's all a death.