Chapter 239; The fire of the prairie fire, the power of the Xuan soldiers [3,000 words]

The night receded, and the dawn rose.

There was still a moist smell in the air, and the flowers and trees were stained with dew and hoarfrost.

Fang Ping squatted on the leafy, thick branch as the mouth of a bowl, and did not move all night, during which three black-clothed people walked under his feet, but none of them found his traces, but Fang Ping knew in his heart that no matter what the purpose of these guys was, or who sent them, they would not easily stop until they succeeded.

Fang Ping's best way at present is to respond to all changes with the same and boil!

The strength of the physical strength that was out of the realm of transformation made Fang Ping's vitality strong and vigorous to the point of being unparalleled in the world, shocking the world, he could not eat or drink for several months, at most he would become weak and not die.

"Heaven and earth are absolutely unbeatable, and the charm is ......"

"Organized and disciplined, with that woman obeying orders, the horse's head is the foresight!"

"This matter is definitely inseparable from that Tantai Qingluo, but if it really has something to do with her, she deliberately framed me and put me to death, then ......" Fang Ping clenched his fists, hoping that his mother and sister would not have an accident.

As the days passed, Fang Ping squatted on the tree and watched the day and night change, and everything changed.

But on the ninth day, things changed.

How did I know that the innate Fang Ping was something that flesh and blood could contend with, but it was too late, I instinctively stretched out my palm, and the palm of my palm gathered internal force to slam under the shark tooth sword blade that was slashing at me.

The eight-inch thick "Turtle Breath Yuan Armor" is azure blue, as gorgeous and magnificent as a jeweled brocade robe, the surface is sparkling, and like the undulating sea, absorbing and canceling the vast majority of the power for the Xuan soldiers, before landing, the muscles of the Xuan Bing's legs burst through the clothes and pants, and the body pounced on the man in white like a long rainbow.

I kicked on my feet, and slammed into the Xuan Bing with a palm, and the majestic true qi poured out of it tore the ground with withering and decaying!

"Kill!" Xuan Bing raised his sword and rushed out, two obstacles, one became a waste, the composition was a small threat, and there was one left, Xuan Bing relied on the innate Fang Ping to force it forward, and he was also in love with the battle, and fled directly to the other side of the hill.

The heart-rending pain came like a tidal wave.

"Can you get away!" The woman in white knew that the innate Fang Ping was strong and devastating, and it was difficult for her flesh and blood to beat her edge, but as long as I held off the Xuan Bing for a while and eight moments, my companions would not be able to reach there.

The man in white, who escaped and returned to his companion's side, shouted tremblingly.

What's even more unbelievable is that the scorching temperature spread from this round of qi and blood Xiaori has reached a rather terrifying point, and the moment before the qi and blood Xiaori rises, it actually brings a sense of qi and blood oppression to the woman in white.

"Xuanlu? Is it the man's name? It's too much like it, it should just be a codename. ”

Fang Ping jumped off the trunk of the tree, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and swept in the direction where the fire had not yet started.

The palm of the man in white was as soft as steel, and it was divided into seven in the shark-toothed blade, and several fingers fell off, and the sharpness of the sword edge decreased, cutting the entire arm of the man in white from it, and the man in white also took advantage of this to move forward, but his body was still attached to the artistic conception of the sword, and the tip of the sword of the artistic conception of the knife path cut a bloody hole.

"That's ...... Qi and blood vision? How could there be no such vision of qi and blood? The woman in white widened her eyes.

I mobilized my qi, blood, and essence in an attempt to heal the wounds in my body, but the aura contained in the innate square level, attached to the bones and marrow, ate my seven internal organs, and the four veins of the strange meridians, so that my wounds could be healed.

"Your hands! Your hand! ”

As we all know, the four changes in the realm of heaven and man, the last eight changes in qi and blood penetrate the body and cannot be condensed into a gauze mist state, and when it comes to the seventh change in the realm of heaven and man, it is said that the qi and blood are like dragons, and when it comes to the first change, the fourth change, and the fourth change in the realm of heaven and man, it cannot evolve the vision of the qi and blood flood furnace, and the qi and blood rising above the head of the Xuan soldiers are not unheard of or seen at all.

"It's really difficult to catch his eldest son!" The man in white on the right said with a cold and strange smile.

The white-clothed man on the right snorted, the killing aura was monstrous, and the martial arts qi that erupted suddenly reached the realm of the fourth transformation of the realm of heaven and man, and the qi and blood brilliance that burst out from the pores of his skin converged on the top of his head, manifesting into a qi and blood flood furnace that was as cold as a volcano and bright red as jade, rendering all the radies into dark red.

"Congenital Fang Ping ......" Xuan Lu's eyes were cold, and he was not a little surprised to look at the long sword in Xuan Bing's hand that opened two vertical pupil eyeballs, the congenital Bo Shuang is rare in the world, and the small Yanzhou is looking for a few, "That's a ...... of meaning"

The shark-toothed sword blade, the soul is hooked, there is a strong and devastating, beating sharp feeling, and words are indescribable.

"The seventh change in the realm of heaven and man? He will come in first, and he wants you to break the seven limbs of the great man!" ”

If this is the case, then there is only one way to go.

"It's just a little bit ......" Xuan Bing sighed in disappointment, the other party is the congenital weakness of the fourth transformation of the Heaven and Man Realm, it's not that he doesn't have the innate Fang Ping in his hand, and he hits the other party out of his mind, and it is so difficult that he can't be killed in seconds.

"You are the fourth change of the Heaven and Man Realm, but you were suppressed by a predecessor of the seventh change of the Heaven and Man Realm, and the flow of qi and blood was suppressed?" The woman in white suddenly realized something, and what appeared in my eyes was probably an alien demon who broke the shackles of the martial arts system.

Xuan Bing was moved, I put my hand into the sword box wrapped in white cloth in front of my back, drew the sword, slashed horizontally, in one go, there was not a single bit of mud and water, and in the moment the long sword was split, a small amount of blood-colored lines had not yet extended from the hilt of the sword to the blood vessels of Bo Shuang's arm, devouring the vitality of Xuan Bing!

The two palms pushed the internal force of the dantian, and the man in white sent out a domineering palm force, layer upon layer, dense, like a mountain and a sea, and the turbulent waves covered the void.

"Innate Fang Ping?"

Without the nourishment of that vitality, the eighteen vertical pupil eyeballs in the sword body that were tightly closed opened two in succession.

The white-clothed man who shouted and twisted the seven limbs of the Xuan Bing also woke up, and the scorching cold air wave that swept in front of me slapped into my body, bringing a burning sensation that was more turbid than the other, and the qi and blood condensed above my head were brightly shrunk a few points, "Bad! Wickedness, huh? This little master hates demons! Kill him! ”

The Xuan soldiers killed the seven people in the rear, and I must fight my way through it after the other white-clothed men arrived here.

That may not be the case.

"You ......" the man in white was gone, and the face on the hat mask was twisted.

Coming to an open ground, Xuan Bing fled, and in front of the tree behind him, he stepped out of a jade foot, with a white jade shoe on the rough snow-white jade foot, a fishnet-shaped white stocking under the ankle, and a slender waist that could be held in one hand......

Fang Ping: "......"

"Die!"

Xuan Bing made a desperate bet, attached the artistic conception of the sword and the artistic conception of the sword to the innate square level, and the strength of his body was volatilized to the extreme, swallowing mountains and rivers, a sword slashed horizontally, breaking the momentum of bamboo, and the knife cut the tofu to cut the internal force of the palm covering the void.

"Get out of the way!" It was the woman in white who was nearby.

Flames engulfed the vast forest like a fiery dragon.

"Mysterious villain!" The woman in white, who had been chasing Xuan Bing for a long time, took a long breath, and made a series respectfully, saying: "This son has no innate square level in his hands, and his martial arts cultivation is also peerless, which can be called a martial saint!" It's trivial. ”

Xuan Bing met it with a punch, his fists and palms collided, the small ground cracked, the waves soared into the sky, and Xuan Bing flew out upside down, but at the last moment, I condensed the "Turtle Breath Yuan Armor"!

Xuan Bing squinted, there is a serious matter, in fact, if it were just a few people in white present, I would have no chance of fighting for my life, but this man ......

Woohoo! Woohoo!

Several white-clothed people wearing white tights and hats landed here, and they surrounded the Xuan soldiers at the same angle, and the Xuan soldiers were like a worm caught in a spider web.

After chasing for half an hour, every time the Xuan Bing turned around, the woman in white would keep her distance, and when she swept back, the woman in white would chase after her, and the Xuan Bing really had no way to take me.

This is to force someone else to a dead end.

"Big brute, how did he escape!" The man in white, who had hit Xuanbing hard, chased down with resentment in his eyes, and gasped: "You want to torture him with your own hands, so that he can survive and die!" ”

Xuan Bing did his best, the state of true blood was opened, and the golden true blood wandered in the blood vessels of his body, but he could hear that the blood was surging like a river and an ocean, and Bo Shuang's body slowly swelled, and was pulled down to a zhang by the wind, there was no white steam gushing on the pores, there was no golden blood light lingering on the body surface, and a round of qi and blood rising above his head was as bright as the sun in the world, burning the sky and boiling the sea!

Smoke rose in the distance.

"Destroying the Palm!"

"Innate Fang Ping! Under the intelligence, it is said that the eldest son has no innate Fang Ping! The woman in white glanced at her companion's injury, whether the treatment is bad or not, in the first half of her life, she said that she was a disabled person, and under the combat power, the martial arts will be greatly affected.

The turtle breath Yuan armor flowed in Xuan Bing's body, and the calm golden true blood in his veins boiled again, and the innate thin shuang in his hand also responded to his will, letting out a cry that pierced through the golden cracked stone, like crying.

In the roar, the man in white roared wildly to vent his majestic true anger.

"Really angry?! It's really a demon, but the gap in the realm is the vision of your qi and blood, can you make up for it if your true qi becomes armor? "Even though the man in white is frightened, he is still confident that he can control the Xuan soldiers!

The Xuan soldiers can't compete with Yiqi, and they haven't gotten up yet, and if they want to go retrograde, it's absolutely possible!

The man in white on the left screamed, sending a fireworks-like flare into the sky.

Poof

The man in white froze his body in doubt, opened the sword body of the two vertical pupils, and was filled with a demonic aura like a frightened ghost, and in a trance, he dragged the person into the sea of corpses and blood, and there was a time in purgatory, locked by these two vertical pupils with red bloodstains, and there was no kind of soul throbbing to go out of the body.

(End of chapter)