Since Jiang Manyin and Long Heng didn't want to fight with them here, they naturally tried their best to hurry away, but it was not so obvious for a while, after all, if they saw it and wanted to slip away, it would not be easy to slip away!

Long Heng and the heroine looked at each other, and then tacitly began to cooperate, one was responsible for defense and the other quickly threw out the folding fan in his hand.

"Everyone be careful, this is not an ordinary folding fan, this big monster's folding fan is made of thousands of years of cold iron, and its power should not be underestimated, everyone can avoid it as much as possible, don't take the initiative to provoke!"

As soon as this purple-clothed elder spoke, many disciples immediately began to follow one after another, after all, this thousand-year-old cold iron can be dealt with so easily, if you are accidentally cut by him, you will bleed, so this is why the elder let everyone take the initiative to avoid it.

Jiang Manyin pursed his lips, just used his body to resist those so-called sword slashing moves, after all, his body has expanded several times now, and his natural defense is also extremely strong, I have to say that watching his biceps bulge out so much, it is also because I feel that it can be mentioned.

After all, a girl has a lot of muscles, but it's not ugly, so she simply accepted the current state, after all, this yellow skin is painted by her own hands, and now she can achieve such an effect, which is indeed beyond her imagination.

When Long Heng heard the purple-clothed elder say this, he couldn't help but sneer: "How much time has passed, but you still recognize this folding fan made of dark iron, but do you think that as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke it, you can avoid it?" It's just a fool's dream, take a good look at today, I'm going to solve you in five moves! ”

The purple-clothed elder, as soon as he heard that the big monster in front of him was going to deal with them within five moves, he almost had a crooked nose, especially his goat, whose beard was directly crooked, and immediately reprimanded him severely: "Presumptuous!" Dare to be disrespectful to our Zixiao Sect, we must subdue you and bring you back today, otherwise how can you be worthy of your rebellious words today? ”

Long Heng didn't pay much attention to what he said, but spit out a very annoying sentence: "Ouch, I can't imagine when you purple potato essence will have this ability, and it is just whimsical to want to capture this seat, you go back to practice for a hundred and eighty years first!" No, no, no, no, you've cultivated for one hundred and eighty years and you're not my opponent, so the cultivation period of this time may be calculated as thousands or tens of thousands of years, but you can't break through the Jindan stage and be sure that you can soar to the upper limit? At that time, you will all become souls and have a piece of bones, and this seat is still living in this world in a chic way, so it seems unnecessary to think about it better with you! ”

These words can make Zixiao Sect angry, and almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood, Jiang Manyin admires this partner's eloquence, which is quite good, but just a few words made the other party so angry that he almost vomited blood and ascended to heaven.

But it's also a very normal thing, I think it was like this when I first met him, and now it hasn't been long since then, so it's naturally hard to change.

Seeing that Long Heng had been talking nonsense with them for so long, Jiang Manyin was very speechless, and shouted directly: "Okay, okay, don't tell them this nonsense, if they can understand people's words, they won't arrest me up the mountain, and now they are still chasing after them, thinking that they are not good people, let's hurry up and do what we need to do!" ”

After Jiang Manyin finished speaking, he patted his strong muscles, I have to say that the muscles of this body are very exquisite and very strong, and the attacks sent by those disciples hit the muscles of her swordsmanship, but they were not injured.

It seems that the things drawn by this yellow blessing character are really powerful, but the rare thing like yellow paper has been used up, so let's hurry up and think about the next way, otherwise it is not a way to keep going around with them here.

So after Long Heng and Jiang Manyin looked at each other tacitly, the two began to carry out quite offensive and defensive operations.

In this battle, although both sides did not have much advantage, they would not be easily injured, especially Long Heng and Jiang Manyin, because of the defense, there were no wounds on their bodies, and on the other hand, the clothes on the bodies of those immortal cultivators on the opposite side were all torn by Long Heng's fan, but because they dodged in time, there were very few wounds, but even these meager wounds made them keep wailing and moaning on the ground.

"Ahhh

"It hurts to death, it's hurt, elders, help!"

"This ......... What the hell is this thing that hurts......"

Looking at the immortal cultivator disciple who kept wailing on the ground, this purple-clothed elder gritted his teeth angrily, and directly picked up one of his spears and killed it, where did Jiang Manyin seem to be? I've seen this spear very powerful, and it's very lethal.

Seeing that this spear directly pierced through Long Heng's fan and rushed over, your protagonist didn't even think about it, and directly blocked in front of Long Heng.

"Poof!" All I could hear was the snort of the spear piercing through the flesh, and just by listening to the sound I knew how powerful this spear was.

Jiang Manyin felt the pain hit violently, and the violent pain began to blur his eyes, and the corners of his mouth began to overflow with blood.

"Manyin?" Long Heng trembled and hugged Jiang Manyin in his arms, then stretched out a kick and kicked the person who used the spear away, just as the spear was pulled out of Jiang Manyin's back, and the first writing spewed out and sprinkled on the ground, and the ground quickly became vivid.

"Hmm......" The elder in the purple shirt was surprised for a moment when he saw the female doll in front of him being stabbed by himself, but he quickly relieved himself.

Although it wasn't the monster he wanted to stab, he also stabbed his accomplice, so he began to get up from the ground slowly with excitement, and then put his spear forward, and said arrogantly: "My spear is an artifact tens of thousands of years ago, he has always been guarding the sect, it is our authentic magic weapon, and now it is taken out to clean up your monster, although I accidentally carried another one, and the person took this shot, but the old man promised that she would not live past tomorrow!" ”

Long Heng looked at the golden spear in front of him, Meng Di recalled something, and then began to charge his strength, and slapped the purple-clothed elder away, and then there were words in his mouth, and the golden spear appeared in front of his eyes in the next second.

"It's actually an ancient evil god weapon, how dare you use it as the treasure of the Zhenzong? I'm not afraid that the evil spirit in this will erode your entire sect! "Long Heng's natural spear, but because it has been too long, although he participated in that big battle, but because of the long time gap, some things have gradually become blurred, so at the beginning, this spear suddenly appeared in front of him, and he really didn't react, where did he come from? But as soon as he was reminded by the purple-clothed elder, he suddenly remembered that in the previous war, this golden spear was extraordinary, and the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, and ordinary people could not survive tomorrow under this spear.

"Manyin...... Are you okay? Tell me if you're uncomfortable! Long Heng trembled and hugged Jiang Manyin tightly in his arms, and blood kept pouring out of her back.

Long Heng stretched out a hand, and saw a piece of sticky blood, which had already soaked the clothes of the two of them red.

Since Long Heng didn't wear black suspense today, he was wearing a white shirt.

This is still a piece of material that Jiang Manyin has learned recently, the clothes he tailored, because Jiang Manyin thinks that Long Heng always wears clothes of only one color is not good-looking, so she has to change her style and make it look like a gentleman she likes.

Therefore, the white clothes that I put on today are only a moment, and now they are all dyed red by bright red blood.

"Hurt ......" Jiang Manyin's consciousness of pain was about to blur at this time, and he only uttered a few syllables, but he found that he couldn't connect them into a whole sentence at all.

Long Heng watched Jiang Manyin fall into his arms a little more beautifully, the vitality of his whole body was already losing rapidly, Long Heng knew that if the best treatment period was delayed, Jiang Manyin would easily die.

So he immediately hugged Jiang Manyin horizontally, and disappeared in place with a twist, leaving only the wailing immortal cultivators, and the purple-clothed elder who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, of course, the golden spear was also taken away by Long Heng.

The elder of this Immortal Cultivation Sect couldn't help but start roaring to the sky in pain when he saw his treasure being snatched away like this: "Oh my God, heavens, sect master! The old man is sorry for your entrustment, and lost the golden spear, and today he will apologize for his sins with death! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the elders of this sect were directly in front of him, and the disciples who were lying on the ground and wailing were all dumbfounded, and they watched the elders of their own families die in front of them, so they immediately began to crawl, holding the corpse of the elders of their own sects in their arms, desperately shouting and shaking him, but the people had no breath.

Long Heng hurriedly walked forward with Jiang Manyin in his arms, and at this moment he felt that her breath was getting weaker and weaker, and her whole face was pale, especially the sweat had soaked her clothes and mixed with those bright red blood, and she felt that the smell of blood was even stronger.

"Yin'er, you have to hold on, I'll find a place to heal you right away!" Long Heng muttered to the woman in his arms, but due to the severe pain of the injury, the woman in his arms had been directly eroded and unconscious.

Long Heng found a good place with secluded mountains and rivers, quickly walked into a cave, put Jiang Manyin on the stone bed, and then began to lift his robe and quickly sit beside him, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the energy fluctuations of the big drum and began to transmit it into Jiang Manyin's body.

"Hmm......" Jiang Manyin felt that he was in a dark chaos at the moment, unable to find the direction to walk, and then kept groping forward.

"Where the hell is this? Why is it in this place? Long Heng looked at everything unfamiliar in front of him and muttered to himself, suddenly a gray mist appeared in front of him, Jiang Manyin seemed to see a familiar figure, so he began to catch up urgently.

"You wait for me! Wait for me! What exactly is this place for you? Hurry up and tell me! Jiang Manyin kept chasing after the figure.