Chapter Ninety-Six: The Hunt
"Does it hurt?"
Jiang Han looked at Xu Rong calmly.
Xu Rong's forehead continued to overflow with cold sweat, hissing and inhaling, the injury caused by Jiang Han's punch in his body was constantly coming from a sharp pain at this time, making him feel that his entire waist was broken.
Even at the last moment, he desperately urged Zhenyuan to protect his body, but Zhenyuan was not angry after all, and barely protected his spine and left waist, but the position of his right waist, up and down, was a mess.
"It looks like it hurts, but it'......"
Seeing that Xu Rong barely kept his composure, but couldn't hide the cold sweat that overflowed, Jiang Han exhaled lightly, his face suddenly turned hideous, and roared: "But Lao Tzu hurts more than you!"
What is it like to be beheaded, Jiang Han is still the first time to experience it, in short, it is very, very bad, so bad that it makes him want to kill!
Rumble!!
The blood is boiling, and the vitality is violent.
In an instant, Jiang Han's skin turned into a terrifying crimson, and white heat poured out from his whole body, and with a fierce step under his feet, the whole person rushed towards Xu Rong like an arrow off the string.
“...... How is that possible!!"
At this time, Xu Rong's heart was turned upside down.
Jiang Han was clearly cut off by his sword just now, but now not only did he punch himself, but he also rushed over so vigorously, is he living in a dream?!
Even though he was puzzled in his heart, the moment Jiang Han pounced on him, he still instinctively swung out his sword and slashed at Jiang Han.
The punch on his waist caused severe pain in half of his body, almost scattering the true yuan in his body, even if he barely suppressed the injury, but it must not be delayed, and the injury must be healed as soon as possible.
Laugh at!
The purple sword qi was vertical and horizontal, still a point faster than the limit speed of Jiang Han's bloodthirsty state, and the moment Jiang Han rushed over, it slashed into his right shoulder.
However, something shocked and unbelievable happened to Xu Rong again, Jiang Han, who was once again slashed by his own sword, and Jiang Han, who should have been disemboweled, actually rushed in front of him without any slowing down, and punched him in the chest!
Burst!
Xu Rong spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
This punch was much better than the punch in the back of the waist, because he stepped on it at the last moment, unloading some of his strength, and the hard sternum naturally made the defense much stronger than the soft waist.
But even so, when the punch fell, his entire heart and lungs shook violently, although it was not directly shattered, it also caused him to cough violently, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.
"Run!"
At this time, Xu Rong didn't care to check whether Jiang Han was a human or a ghost, so he desperately suppressed the injuries in his body and ran with all his might.
Although the punch in the back was seriously injured, it reduced his combat power to seventy percent at most, and he still had the strength to fight, but now he had another punch in the chest, and the injuries of the two were superimposed, and ten percent of the combat power was already two or three CDs that could not be played.
If you are dragged up and down twice, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Are you gone?!"
Jiang Han was full of anger and chased after him without hesitation.
As early as the moment he was decapitated, he could recover instantly with his immortal body, but then his biggest hole card would be directly exposed, and it would not have any effect, so he forcibly endured it, slowed down the speed of recovery, and stood still to respond to all changes.
If the other party thinks he is dead and retreats directly, then he will recover from his injuries after making sure that the other party is gone, and will not directly confront this Juyuan martial artist.
But.
Not only did the other party not retreat, but also approached, and it seemed that he wanted to do something to his little sister, so the first choice was naturally invalid.
At the moment when Xu Rong revealed his flaws, he made a brazen move, in order to seriously injure this Juyuan martial artist, and then kill him here!
The gap between his realm and the Juyuan Martial Master is too big, and the opponent can defeat him with a random swing of the sword, and only by relying on the immortal and immortal body can he reverse this huge gap by surprise.
"Damn!!"
Xu Rong chose an unmanned alleyway to escape, while covering his chest, but blood was still spilling from the corners of his mouth.
At this time, his true yuan in his body was scattered, and he couldn't urge any martial arts at all, and his speed couldn't be fast at all, and even if he wasn't a Juyuan martial artist and forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body with true yuan, he would have been seriously injured and dying at this time.
"Is it a secret technique for death, or a secret treasure for death? And I used it twice......"
Sensing that Jiang Han behind him was chasing after him, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Xu Rong's mouth, and he gritted his teeth tightly, only feeling that he was really unlucky for ten lifetimes.
Death Secrets!
Substitute for the Secret Treasure!
He had only heard of these two things in legends, even those Danyuan Martial Kings, I am afraid they may not have them, and Jiang Han, such a junior, actually had this kind of precious thing in his hands that even the Danyun Martial King would fight for!
If you were a little more careful, a little more cautious, and not be so seriously injured, wouldn't you be able to force Jiang Han to get it?!
A flash of remorse flashed in my heart.
"It's not going to go on like this, sooner or later you'll catch up with ......"
Xu Rong noticed that his injuries were gradually getting worse, and his steps began to get heavier and heavier, while Jiang Han behind him showed no signs of slowing down, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth after him.
I don't believe your secret treasure can be used three times in a row!
"Die!!"
He turned around suddenly, and the purple long sword in his hand stabbed at Jiang Han fiercely.
However, at this time, his speed was only two or three percent of his heyday at most, and Jiang Han had opened the limit state of bloodthirstiness, and he could already keep up with his speed!
Although he won't die if he is poked, Jiang Han still doesn't like to be poked, because it hurts, and he will definitely have to pull it out if he pokes it in, and it will hurt to pull it out.
Sou!!
Jiang Han turned sideways in mid-air, avoiding Xu Rong's stab, and at the same time swung out a punch, whistling through the heat wave.
Xu Rong's reaction speed was still far above Jiang Han, but his body was seriously injured, and he was already a little disobedient to the command, even if he desperately turned sideways, he only barely avoided it.
Jiang Han must be in his heart.
"Juyuan Martial Master, that's it, take my punch again!"
He shouted violently, stepped on his feet violently, and his body turned into an afterimage, and he slammed directly into Xu Rong, who was retreating.
Crash!
In the bloodthirsty state of the collapse of the mountain, there is almost a real impact of the collapse of the mountain, his whole body skin is red, under the collision, as if wrapped in terrifying blood roaring.
Compared to Jiang Han's rising battle intent, Xu Rong's heart was diametrically opposed, it was cold and frightened, he thought that even if he was seriously injured and couldn't use his martial arts, it would be more than enough to deal with a blood refining martial artist, but he didn't expect Jiang Han's speed to be able to increase to this level!
Even if it is an ordinary Tongmai martial artist, if he uses the martial arts of the spirit level, I am afraid it is nothing more than that!