Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Long Qingtian touched his chest, which was somewhat sunken because of broken ribs, and bit his white jade-like teeth, and a cruel smile appeared on his handsome face.

The Tao Te Ching was urged by him to the extreme, and the true qi was running at high speed in the meridians.

The gray color of the whole body is also covered with a layer of glittering light at this time, which looks mysterious and tall.

"Kill." With a roar, Long Qingtian disappeared in place, and several ups and downs had already arrived, and the old man surnamed Tang, who was holding his head and screaming, raised his demon bone stick high and smashed it down.

Although the old man surnamed Tang looked crazy at this time, it was only a strong stinging pain, but he did not lose the effect of his six senses.

Just when Long Qingtian was running his true qi, he had gradually calmed down.

Forcibly suppressed the pain of Zhihai.

I saw that the golden light around his body surged, and when the Long Qingtian Demon Bone Stick was less than three feet away from him, the long sword slashed at the center of the Demon Bone Stick with a swing.

Long Qingtian was taken aback, and said disappointed in his heart: This old man is still sober?

However, the numbness and pain in his arm made him not have time to think about it at all, and he was about to use the power from the demon bone rod to turn around and fly away.

But this time it wasn't so lucky.

In the afterglow, the old man's left fist gradually enlarged, and smashed his arm due to rotation.

Long Qingtian snorted.

Falling on the stone slab ground like a sandbag again, countless bluestone slabs were also smashed by him.

I didn't have time to think about it, and immediately used my true qi to check the injury: although there were layers of protection and strengthened physique, the point was that although the old man surnamed Tang at this time was crazy, he couldn't exert 10% of his skills, so he escaped again.

But at this time, although the shoulder was not crushed, it was also shaken open with a few thick cracks.

At this time, if you force your move, use force.

It is likely that tearing the wound will make it worse, and it will not be able to exert normal strength at all.

Fortunately, this is only the left arm, and it is generally used for balancing the body and supporting combat in normal combat.

The Tao Te Sutra works again, sealing the painful area with true qi and not letting the pain affect its own performance.

Standing up staggeringly, Long Qingtian brandished the Demon Bone Stick and rushed forward again.

Mo Wenhan's side, except for a small number of people who sighed secretly in their hearts, more people were dumbfounded:

What kind of perseverance, or how much hatred, can this make a small sevenfold immortal cultivator fight to the death with the great immortal master in the later stage?

Everyone on the side of the Shu League was stunned, their fists clenched, and they couldn't wait to rush up immediately to fight the battlefield with Gongzi.

Especially Qiu Chen and Lu Zimo, the two of them were even more excited and trembling all over, and they had already burst into tears.

An Yueke's lips under the white veil squirmed slightly:

"Huang Bo......"

Before she could finish speaking, an old voice sounded in her head:

"Miss, it's not that you don't want to help."

"But once you make a move, it may destroy the future of the entire family, or even destroy it!"

An Yueke raised his eyebrows: "I don't care, I don't have high requirements as long as he lives, right?" ”

"It's true that Miss's requirements are not high, but what's the difference?"

"No matter what it is today, even if the young lady is angry, the old man will never make a move."

An Yue can be even more angry, and said in his heart: Old stubborn.

But he said, "Forget it, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, and I'll come by myself." ”

After speaking, the white little hand shook.

is about to summon the pipa in the sachet cloth bag, the pipa has already been paid with Long Qingtian's divine thoughts, as long as her divine sense urges the tune, she can make Long Qingtian's strength increase greatly.

I don't dare to say that I can confront the old man surnamed Tang head-on, at least I can delay time and reduce the damage.

Pipa tunes can not only increase strength, but also heal and rejuvenate qi.

However, a scene that he could not have imagined appeared:

Suddenly, I couldn't move, and only my eyes kept moving.

What's going on?

It is impossible for Huang Bo to have such profound strength, and the peak of the later stage of foundation building can indeed make her have no power to fight back.

But it was impossible to trap her silently, and make her as strong as the soul in the early stage of foundation building, without the slightest notice.

And even the direction of the source of the power is not even known.

What the hell is going on?

Even if she was anxious at this time, it didn't help.

said that Long Qingtian in the field.

It was smashed to the ground again, smashing the ground of the bluestone slab into a large human-shaped hole.

Spit out a mouthful of blood again, Long Qingtian landed on the ground with his right hand and wanted to get up strongly.

However, it backfired, and the sound of the back clicking made him understand, I don't know how many bones were broken?

But coincidentally, it was only the back of the left shoulder, so that he would not lose the ability to fight.

The tattered robes, messy hair, and blood and dust on his face made him look a little bit like he was a few months ago.

However, the hideous smile and tenacious actions proved that he was not the cowardly and humble he used to be.

He grinned and stood up, put the demon bone stick on his shoulder, and shouted, "Come again." ”

This time, he didn't disappear on the spot, but stepped on cloth boots with a few toes exposed, and ran straight up.

The old man surnamed Tang attacked with all his strength three times in a row because of his anger, and at this time, he was also a slight gasp for breath due to lack of true qi.

So he cursed: "Another madman." ”

However, the madman had already attacked, and he had to fight back, not to mention that the anger in his heart had not dissipated.

Because after calming down, he found that his hair and beard were burned to pieces, exuding that characteristic smell of hair, and he was so angry that he almost fainted to the ground.

Even if you lose half your life today, you have to kill this kid on the spot, otherwise where will you vent your anger?

How do you get your face back?

There was another bang.

Long Qingtian only flew a kilometer away, and after a few laps on the ground, he stopped and turned his back to the sky.

At this time, he couldn't stand up no matter what, his body was blurry with flesh and blood, and he couldn't see his body clearly, and blood was still bubbling out of his seven orifices.

The old man surnamed Tang on the opposite side was also out of breath and sat on the ground unsteadily, looked at Long Qingtian after a few deep breaths, and said intermittently:

"Boy, today is your death."

After speaking, the long sword in his hand flashed again, but the golden mang's color was indifferent, and he roared angrily: "Go." ”

I saw the long sword dragging a trace of golden light through the sky, and stabbed straight at Long Qingtian's left chest in a parabolic shape.

At this moment, the scene in the field touches everyone's hearts.

Don't ask the cold side, regret and laughter come and go.

On the side of the Shu League, everyone stared at the blood-red eyes, and some people even made movements of running forward and struggling.

however

No one noticed, they seemed to be frozen in place.

Long Qingtian couldn't move.

But his consciousness is almost intact, so his senses around him are still very clear and agile.

Because the place where he was wounded was mainly the body.

In the afterglow, when the golden light of the opponent's long sword flickered, he had already guessed the other party's purpose: to use the flying sword to kill while he couldn't move or resist.

Long Qingtian looked up to the sky and sighed, and said in his heart: If his demon bone rod can also be separated from the air like a long sword......

However, what happened next made his eyes widen and forget about the pain.

Because when his thoughts were just born, the demon bone rod that fell beside him rose into the air with a gray light, and smashed straight towards the face of the old man surnamed Tang.

In the frightened eyes of the old man surnamed Tang, in Long Qingtian's dream-like expression, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the demon bone rod came first without resistance, and smashed on the face of the old man surnamed Tang with a bang.

With the sound, the blood mist filled the sky.

It turned out that the head of the old man surnamed Tang was like a watermelon bursting open, and his whole body suddenly fell heavily.

The long sword that flew in the sky had just flown out about six or seven feet at this time, and it lost the guidance of its master's true qi, and it suddenly seemed that the deflated ball had no power.

After staggering and sliding out two or three feet again, Zheng fell to the ground with a thud, and was right between Long Qingtian's two thighs.

made Long Qingtian, who thought that he would definitely die, and if he didn't die, he would not be able to die, and he would break out in a cold sweat.

quiet

Incredibly quiet,

So quiet that you can hear a pin drop,

Only the frantic heartbeat in the square rose and fell, like a Buddha sound that washed the soul.

Long

"Childe won?"

"Did Childe win?"

"The other party's head has been blown up, it should be considered a win, right?"

Silly discussions rang out.

In the end, I don't know who shouted: "Childe won, we won." ”

"Ah......h

……

There are a few figures...... ran towards Long Qingtian in the field, and then slowly knelt down.

"Childe, you've suffered." Qiu Chen's old tears were rampant.

"Big brother, you'll be fine." Lu Zimo couldn't cry silently, crying profusely.

"Woo woo woo ......" Long Qingtian said anxiously in his mouth that everyone couldn't understand.

"Ahh Could it be that the son was beaten stupidly? "Someone has a heart.

However, the snort standing next to him rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of some possibility.

So it suddenly rushed to the side and disappeared in place, coming and going in the blink of an eye, and returned to Long Qingtian with a bulging small cloth bag in its mouth.

Long Qingtian squinted his eyes, and then he stopped his excited expression, and passed out with his eyes closed.

Everyone was stunned again: "This ......"

Mo Wenhan fell to the ground: "It's over." ”

Chen Yun took a long breath: "Is it just admitting defeat like this?" Our side has a good fighting force, why do we just give up the whole breeze to others?"

Mo Wenhan sat up straight, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "What do you mean?" ”

Chen Yun's eyes were full of fierce light: "If you fight with them, there are two things to say who wins and who loses." ”

"Okay, everything will be done according to your old will." Mo Wenhan nodded in agreement, and at this time, his tone became unprecedentedly polite and modest.