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When Ning Chong was awake, he found that the wind was "whirring" in his ears, and his body was falling rapidly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info╔╗ He was taken aback at first, and then immediately remembered that when he was shuttling in the wind tunnel just now, he was shocked by Ning Hongji with a palm print, and was knocked off the heartbreak cliff.

"Damn! This heartbreak cliff is so high, if it continues to fall, I will be crushed!"

Ning Chong's heart tightened, and his expression twisted together. At this time, under the great crisis, he didn't care about thinking about anything, and looked at the direction of the cliff opposite, which was a "wind shuttle", and the person disappeared into the air at once, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred steps away.

But Ning Chong's figure still fell at high speed.

In extreme danger, Ning Chong continued one after another, and once his figure appeared from the air, he immediately used the wind shuttle again and teleported away. After doing this many times in a row, Ning Chong only felt that his mind was dizzy for a while, and his brain began to feel as uncomfortable as a pinprick in his head.

Ning Chong knew that the number of times he used the wind shuttle had reached the limit of "ten times". However, the cliff on the other side was still far away.

This cliff is too far away from the Heartbreak Cliff, nearly a hundred zhang away, although Ning Chong's wind shuttle can teleport out a hundred steps away at a time, and after the continuous casting has reached the limit, it has only swept most of the distance, and the cliff on the opposite side still looks far away.

Whew——!

The sound of the wind was whistling more and more sharply in his ears, and Ning Chong could use the wind shuttle to teleport the distance forward, but he couldn't stop his body from falling further at high speed. At this time, Ning Chong's figure had already fallen into the gray-black mist under the heartbreak cliff, and suddenly the surroundings seemed to be dark. ╔╗The light becomes darker, and the visibility drops a lot.

Ning Chong didn't know how far he was from the bottom of the heartbreak cliff, and he didn't know how much time he had left to avoid being crushed, every moment and every second at this time was extremely precious, and it could become a critical moment to finally save his life.

Ning Chong's heart became more and more anxious, but his mind was clearer than ever, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the cliff in front of him. Gritting his teeth fiercely, ignoring the pinprick pain in his head, he used the "Wind Shuttle" skill again.

Successfully entered the wind tunnel. Ning Chong's situation was extremely bad, his mind was dizzy, and his vision began to blur. The worst thing is a serious loss of reflexes and flexibility.

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Sneer——!

At this time, all Ning Chong could do was to try his best to ensure that his vital point was not hit by the sharp wind blades in the wind tunnel, and he couldn't care about the rest, so when he was shuttling through the wind tunnel, one after another sharp wind blades mercilessly attacked him who was slowing down, and his clothes and skin were cut in many places in just the blink of an eye, and blood flowed. (Read the novel to the leaves, Yo ~ Yo)

Sou!

Ning Chong's figure almost teleported, appearing a hundred steps ahead, but the person was embarrassed. Covered in blood, clothes in tatters. However, Ning Chong didn't hesitate at all before he showed his figure, and immediately cast the wind shuttle again. Man disappeared from the wind again.

As his mind became more and more painful and chaotic, Ning Chong's own situation became worse and worse, and it became more and more dangerous when he shuttled through the wind tunnel, and he could be cut into pieces by the wind blade in the wind tunnel at any time. ╔╗ Ning Chong didn't know this, but if he didn't, he could only watch himself fall into the abyss. Shattered to pieces.

Therefore, even if the hope is extremely slim, Ning Chong has to grit his teeth and use the wind shuttle skill to continue to persevere. At least, he was now barely able to save his life as he shuttled through the Wind Tunnel, although he was constantly injured. It's better to be injured than to lose your life!

Twelve ......

Thirteen ......

Fourteen ......

Fifteen times!

When Ning Chong relied on his will to raise the limit of the use of the wind shuttle to fifteen times, the others were almost on the verge of collapse, their bodies were incomplete, their clothes were shattered into pieces, and they had completely become a bloody person.

Ning Chong could feel the "buzzing" explosion in his head even more, his head seemed to be torn apart, the pain was indescribable, and his vision was not only further blurred, but also turned into a blood-red piece. Ning Chong knew that this was a sign of trauma to his head after the soul power was overused. At this time, his eyes and head will burst open at any moment, and he will die on the spot.

The road to heaven is endless, and at this time, Ning Chong finally saw the mountain wall of the opposite cliff from the faint gray-black mist, and also saw that there were strips on the mountain wall

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of green vines intertwined.

Ning Chong's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately gathered the last bit of strength in his body, swayed his hands and feet in the wind, adjusted his body posture with light body exercises, drew a downward trajectory, and crashed towards the cliff. ╔╗

On the cliff, a gray mist shrouded in a gray mist, and the vines that spread and grew wrapped around the mountain wall, and the branches of many vines drooped, reaching under the cliff one by one, like weeping willows. At this moment, with the sound of the wind cracking, a figure slammed into the mountain wall, and then slid down sharply against the mountain wall.

Under the impact, Ning Chong's drowsy head was cleared up a lot, and he suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hands, and grabbed a few vines tightly.

Crackling!

Crackling!

Crackling!

......

Ning Chong's falling speed was too fast, he pulled the vine, but after only a slight slowdown, the vine was torn off and continued to fall down at high speed.

Fortunately, there were a lot of vines, and if one didn't work, Ning Chong pulled many in a row.

In this way, Ning Chong didn't know how many vines he had torn off, and the speed of his fall was finally canceled out. Ning Chong pulled a "creaking" vine, and while he took a breath, he didn't dare to be careless, quickly grabbed another vine, and bundled it on his body.

One was not safe, Ning Chong grabbed a few more handfuls in a row, pulled a few vines, and tied them firmly to his body.

Ning Chong's state at this time looked miserable, above his arms, palms, and face...... There were scratches and blood everywhere, and he was clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and he was trembling, and he had almost no strength. ╔╗

After tying up several vines in a row and making sure that he was really safe, Ning Chong seemed to have used all his strength and spirit, his vision turned black for a while, and his mind swirled for a while, and then his arms and body were completely loosened and drooped, losing the last bit of consciousness, and hanging a book of several vines tied to him suspended in the air, swaying left and right in the mountain wind.

Ning Chongren had fallen into a coma. At this time, if Ning Chong was awake on this mountain wall, he found that the wind was "whirring" in his ears, and his body was falling rapidly. He was taken aback at first, and then immediately remembered that when he was shuttling in the wind tunnel just now, he was shocked by Ning Hongji's palm print, and he was knocked off the cliff of heartbreak.

"Damn! This heartbreak cliff is so high, if it continues to fall, I will be crushed!"

Ning Chong's heart tightened, and his expression twisted together. At this time, under the great crisis, he didn't care about thinking about anything, and looked at the direction of the cliff opposite, which was a "wind shuttle", and the person disappeared into the air at once, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred steps away.

But Ning Chong's figure still fell at high speed.

In extreme danger, Ning Chong continued one after another, and once his figure appeared from the air, he immediately used the wind shuttle again and teleported away. After doing this many times in a row, Ning Chong only felt that his mind was dizzy for a while, and his brain began to feel as uncomfortable as a pinprick in his head.

Ning Chong knew that the number of times he used the wind shuttle had reached the limit of "ten times". However, the cliff on the other side was still far away. ╔╗

This cliff is too far away from the Heartbreak Cliff, nearly a hundred zhang away, although Ning Chong's wind shuttle can teleport out a hundred steps away at a time, and after the continuous casting has reached the limit, it has only swept most of the distance, and the cliff on the opposite side still looks far away.

Whew——!

The sound of the wind was whistling more and more sharply in his ears, and Ning Chong could use the wind shuttle to teleport the distance forward, but he couldn't stop his body from falling further at high speed. At this time, Ning Chong's figure had already fallen into the gray-black mist under the heartbreak cliff, and suddenly the surroundings seemed to be dark. The light gets darker, and visibility drops a lot.

Ning Chong didn't know how far he was from the bottom of the heartbreak cliff, and he didn't know how much time he had left to avoid being crushed, every moment and every second at this time was extremely precious, and it could become a critical moment to finally save his life.

Ning Chong's heart became more and more anxious, but his mind was clearer than ever, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the cliff in front of him. Gritting his teeth fiercely, ignoring the pinprick pain in his head, he used the "Wind Shuttle" skill again.

Successfully entered the wind tunnel. Ning Chong's situation was extremely bad, his mind was dizzy, and his vision began to blur. The worst thing is a serious loss of reflexes and flexibility.

Sneer——!

At this time, all Ning Chong could do was to try his best to ensure that his vital point was not hit by the sharp wind blades in the wind tunnel, and he couldn't care about the rest, so when he was shuttling through the wind tunnel, one after another sharp wind blades mercilessly attacked him who was slowing down, and his clothes and skin were cut in many places in just the blink of an eye, and blood flowed.

Sou!

Ning Chong's figure almost teleported, appearing a hundred steps ahead, but the person was embarrassed. Covered in blood, clothes in tatters. However, Ning Chong didn't hesitate at all before he showed his figure, and immediately cast the wind shuttle again. Man disappeared from the wind again.

As his mind became more and more painful and chaotic, Ning Chong's own situation became worse and worse, and it became more and more dangerous when he shuttled through the wind tunnel, and he could be cut into pieces by the wind blade in the wind tunnel at any time. Ning Chong wasn't unaware of this, but if he didn't, he could only watch himself fall into the abyss. Shattered to pieces.

Therefore, even if the hope is extremely slim, Ning Chong has to grit his teeth and use the wind shuttle skill to continue to persevere. At least, he was now barely able to save his life as he shuttled through the Wind Tunnel, although he was constantly injured. It's better to be injured than to lose your life!

Twelve ......

Thirteen ......

Fourteen ......

Fifteen times!

When Ning Chong relied on his will to raise the limit of the use of the wind shuttle to fifteen times, the others were almost on the verge of collapse, their bodies were incomplete, their clothes were shattered into pieces, and they had completely become a bloody person.

Ning Chong could feel the "buzzing" explosion in his head even more, his head seemed to be torn apart, the pain was indescribable, and his vision was not only further blurred, but also turned into a blood-red piece. Ning Chong knew that this was a sign of trauma to his head after the soul power was overused. At this time, his eyes and head will burst open at any moment, and he will die on the spot.

The road to the sky, and at this time, Ning Chong finally saw the mountain wall of the opposite cliff from the faint gray-black mist, and also saw that there were green vines intertwined and entwined on the mountain wall.

Ning Chong's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately gathered the last bit of strength in his body, swayed his hands and feet in the wind, adjusted his body posture with light body exercises, drew a downward trajectory, and crashed towards the cliff.

On the cliff, a gray mist shrouded in a gray mist, and the vines that spread and grew wrapped around the mountain wall, and the branches of many vines drooped, reaching under the cliff one by one, like weeping willows. At this moment, with the sound of the wind cracking, a figure slammed into the mountain wall, and then slid down sharply against the mountain wall.

Under the impact, Ning Chong's drowsy head was cleared up a lot, and he suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hands, and grabbed a few vines tightly.

Crackling!

Crackling!

Crackling!

......

Ning Chong's falling speed was too fast, he pulled the vine, but after only a slight slowdown, the vine was torn off and continued to fall down at high speed.

Fortunately, there were a lot of vines, and if one didn't work, Ning Chong pulled many in a row.

In this way, Ning Chong didn't know how many vines he had torn off, and the speed of his fall was finally canceled out. Ning Chong pulled a "creaking" vine, and while he took a breath, he didn't dare to be careless, quickly grabbed another vine, and bundled it on his body.

One was not safe, Ning Chong grabbed a few more handfuls in a row, pulled a few vines, and tied them firmly to his body.

Ning Chong's state at this time looked miserable, above his arms, palms, and face...... There were scratches and blood everywhere, and he was clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and he was trembling, and he had almost no strength.

After tying up several vines in a row and making sure that he was really safe, Ning Chong seemed to have used all his strength and spirit, his vision turned black for a while, and his mind swirled for a while, and then his arms and body were completely loosened and drooped, losing the last bit of consciousness, and hanging a book of several vines tied to him suspended in the air, swaying left and right in the mountain wind.

Ning Chongren had fallen into a coma. At this time, if there were any demon beasts or other dangers on this mountain wall, Ning Chong would definitely be dead or alive. Whether he can wake up safely or not depends on luck......