Fighting all the way, when he fled to the mountain road on the back, he was already exhausted, his heart fluctuated, the cold wind poured straight into his cloth, and the blood in the wound was also frozen, and the blood accumulated in one place showed a terrible purple. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The right hand holding the sword wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and saw several black caves on the mountain wall, he dragged his heavy legs to the foot of the mountain, and thrust the Qiushui sword high into the mountain rock with a "bang", holding the sword with one hand and climbing up.

His left arm was broken, he was seriously injured, and the continuous bloody battles made him almost break the martial arts, and at this time he really couldn't distinguish a little spiritual energy.

Climbed to the top and got stuck in the gap between the two rocks, pulled out the autumn water sword and inserted it into the belly of the mountain again, and when I climbed into the cave so hard to climb back and forth, I was already out of breath, and I saw that it was sunset, the sunset was brilliant, and a little fluorescence flew out of the forest in the distance, and the air was intertwined into a gorgeous.

It's a firefly, why don't you spit out a breath of turbidity, stand at the entrance of the cave and glance around, estimating in your heart that the group of people who touched Pin Jianxuan should have been thrown away, and no one would be able to chase here, so he settled down and walked into the dark cave, sat cross-legged, and breathed.

The cold wind outside the cave is howling, and it is very cold inside, and there are cliffs and cliffs in all directions, bare, and it is difficult to find even a tree, let alone firewood for the fire, fortunately, he is also used to this, he used to live in a broken temple in the south of the Yangtze River, and he survived like this every winter.

After two weeks, the aura in his body recovered slightly, and his body could barely move, he touched his left hand that hung softly in his sleeve and wanted to connect it, only to find that his left arm had been broken into three pieces.

Feng Demon did not remove his arm, but forcibly broke his left arm into three pieces, and he was not distracted by the bloody battle all the way before, so he did not notice it, and it was not until this time that he realized the severity of the injury.

I'm afraid that this broken arm will be difficult to continue.

The expression on his face was stiff, his heart was sad, his fingers trembled slightly, and it took a while for his heart to calm down.

Just as he was about to regain his aura, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the cave.

The footsteps were not close to him, but he had always had sharp features, and the sound could not escape his ears, and the voices of the two men did not hide it, and came clearly into his ears.

"Brother Wen, there are blood stains here",

"Well, he should be around here",

"Hahaha, Miss Feng's threadworm is really useful",

"Shhhhh

......

Then there was silence, the two men stopped talking, and even the footsteps disappeared.

He Busi's heart was tight, he hurriedly stood up and held the Qiushui Sword, and as soon as he got up, he heard the roar of the wind outside the cave, and a sword roar suddenly sounded, and the dazzling sword light suddenly came.

This sword was as fast as thunder, as fast as light and shadow, and it came very abruptly, even he couldn't avoid it completely, and the sharp sword qi grazed his shoulder with a "snort" and then shot into the top of the cave with a "Peng" sound, and the sound of rubble and mud rolled down one after another.

Two wind sounds came one after another, and the two Wen and the two flew towards the mountain as soon as they moved.

He didn't hesitate, raised his hand and shot out a sword qi, and there was a muffled sound above, this cave was close to the top, Wen Ziliang's sword almost smashed through half of the mountain, and his second sword made the cave almost collapse.

Lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the hilt of the Qiushui Sword, a cyclone appeared outside the five fingers of his right hand, and a powerful suction force roared out from his body, and the chaotic gravel that fell from above was gathered in his palm one by one, and it was actually absorbed into a boulder in an instant, and he shook the boulder the size of the two people and rushed to the entrance of the cave with a rumbling sound, and then smashed through the mountain with a little "Peng" on his toes.

"Whoosh",

Wen and Xie swept their clothes to the entrance of the cave, but they saw the boulder nearly a zhang in size roaring, and Nian Shirong was immediately stunned.

"Brother Nian be careful",

Wen Ziliang's figure moved in front of him, and the aura in his body moved to absorb the boulder in front of him, and he landed on the ground with a light slap of the boulder.

When it was, he heard a muffled sound overhead, and then there was a loud roar, cracks appeared on the mountain walls on both sides, and rubble fell like rain.

"The cave collapsed, Brother Nian grabbed me",

Wen Ziliang grabbed Nian Shirong's hand, and flew up with both feet, and the sword qi of the Dao Dao spread out of his body with two fingers, and the sound of the sword was endless, and all the gravel falling from above was scattered by the sword qi all over his body.

Like a streamer rising to the sky, only to listen to the sound of "Peng" The top of this mountain is dusty, mud romantic day, Wen Ziliang and Nian Shirong Jing rushed out of the mountain, and when they landed, they fixed their eyes and saw that there was a huge hole not far in front of them, why not think about it in front of ten zhang.

"Your Excellency, please don't run away again, go back with Brother Nian, and explain the events of that day to your friends in Longtuo Mountain, presumably you can save your life."

Why don't you ignore it, your body is like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, it will be swept out again.

Wen Ziliang shook his head, put his two fingers together, and drew a half-human-sized vortex in the air, and a dense sword qi roared out, and in an instant, the thick snow was full of sword marks.

Why don't you think about the five senses, as soon as the sword qi came out, he felt it, and knew that it was difficult to block this sword move with his seriously injured body, so he bounced to the side with one foot.

He avoided it unpleasantly, but the Flood Weather Sword came faster, and his body avoided it, but he couldn't completely avoid this dense sword qi after all.

Hearing the sound of "snort" in his ears, one after another blood flew up, his body bounced, and when the sword wind crossed, he saw a sword qi passing through the left arm that was already broken into three pieces, and in an instant that arm was full of holes, when he took out the sword qi like a torrent, his left arm also flew high, and was carried up by the sword qi and flew high in the air, and then fell from the air and fell into the thick snow.

The tearing pain came, and his forehead was suddenly covered with fine beads of sweat, and he could hardly help but scream.

With a grim face, he opened his mouth to bite the Qiushui Sword, his right hand tightly covered the broken arm, and the blood gushed down the cracks of his fingers, falling to the ground drop by drop, seeping into the blood, and his eyes turned red little by little.

Turning his head and looking at Wen coldly, Nian and the two glanced at each other, and a low roar came out of his body, as if it was the roar of a bloodthirsty demon.

Seeing his eyes suddenly turn red, forced by his cold eyes, Nian Shirong suddenly felt a chill in his heart for some reason, and for a moment he only felt that the young man in front of him with a sword in his hand, covering his wounds, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold, as if he was a Shura who had walked out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses.

"It's... What evil deeds?",

And when he saw a black aura rising from behind him, and when the air condensed into a vague shadow, even Wen Ziliang frowned.