Chapter 64 What about the half-step innate, kill!

Blocked!

Although blood was spurting, Suning was relieved without fear.

Even, there is joy, vomiting blood seems to be serious, but it is just a buffer, the injury is far less serious than it seems, the realm of the Great Perfection of the Forging Bone Realm, the skin and bones have also been tested, and they have not been damaged, only the level of the Refining Organ Realm is not high, and the internal organs are shaken by the opponent's internal strength, and they have been slightly damaged.

Moreover, the Great Day Golden Crow Forging Technique that he cultivated by himself is worthy of being one of the three major body refining exercises of the Daomen, and he has cultivated to the extreme and has miraculous effects.

That trace of the special internal strength that he named the Great Sun True Qi, with its own scorching yang breath, also penetrated into the opponent's body, although there was only a trace, but looking at the other party's expression, most of them were also a little uncomfortable.

If not, we would have rushed over a long time ago!

There is a fight!

Suningan landed on tiptoe and retreated sharply, looking like he was about to escape.

Over there, Xiao Ping was dissolving the xenomorph true qi in his body, although the amount was not much, it was very weird, it was the true qi he had never seen before, blazing and domineering like a hot sun, it would take a little time to expel it.

Very little time.

Two or three breaths at most.

However, seeing that Su Ningan wanted to escape, Xiao Ping also gave up his plan to expel the alien true qi, but suppressed it in the meridians, a little gadget, couldn't turn up any wind and waves, and killed Su Ningan, and there was time to solve it.

The toe was a little on the pebble, and the man swept over.

The rugged rocky beach, for him, there was no obstacle at all, he was as smooth as gliding on the ice, and in the blink of an eye, he chased after him, his wrist twisted slightly, and the straight sword in his hand moved forward a little more smoothly.

A wisp of green light flashed on the tip of the sword, protruding three inches.

The straight sword was also three inches longer in disguise.

However, Su Ningan did not run away, he just made a posture of escape, and when Xiao Ping chased after him, he had already turned around, facing Xiao Ping, swinging the knife sideways, and the horizontal knife in his hand made a piercing scream and fell.

The blade of the straight sword slashed down.

It's clear that the straight sword is good at stabbing and not good at parrying.

"Humph!"

Xiao Ping snorted coldly.

The straight sword in his hand suddenly turned into a finger twist, and the spirit snake came to life, winding Su Ning'an's horizontal knife.

At that moment, Suning's safety was shocked.

It's like falling into a quagmire, it's hard to break free, and there is internal strength along the horizontal knife along the meridians of the arm like a tide, which is difficult to resist.

Reluctantly let go.

The whole person pounced forward, and the green dragon probed his claws and grabbed towards Xiao Ping.

At the same time, he recharged the system with a piece of spiritual material, and used his body as a sacrifice to ask the gods to descend into the world, and released the red-clothed woman Wanjun from the anomalous containment courtyard, and a red figure flickered in her eyebrows.

Sure enough, it's this trick!

Xiao Ping sneered again.

There were many witnesses to the battle between Suningan and Fan Minghui, and he called those people for questioning separately, and he already knew the situation of that battle well, and he knew that Suningan abandoned his knife and grabbed Fan Minghui and killed him when he was defeated.

I'm not Pham Minh Hue!

Even if there is only one realm of distance, this distance is like a moat.

"Let's go!"

He let out a roar.

The internal qi in the body is running rapidly, the energy of the whole body explodes, and outside the body, there is an extra layer of clear light, which is the talisman qi of the innate master, even if it is a strong crossbow, it cannot pierce the talisman qi.

Xiao Ping is still one layer away from the innate body, but he can briefly burst out the innate protective qi with the secret method, of course, the support time is very short.

Enough, though!

As long as the weirdness released by Suningan cannot be invaded.

The rest was handed over to the mage invited by the Xu family, and that guy had enough time to lay down the magic circle, a magic circle specifically for weirdness, even if it couldn't be expelled, it could temporarily trap it and make it unusable for the enemy.

Luo Zhaohui took off his hat, took off his hairpin, his hair fell down, he fell to the ground, shook his head, and chanted incantations loudly.

The bottles and cans scattered all around were opened.

The spiritual breath rose from the bottles and cans, and was inhaled into his body like a long river entering the sea, and in an instant, the whole body was red, as if all the skin membranes had been peeled off, looking at the horror, for people, a lot of spiritual breath is highly poisonous.

However, these things were the ones in him who liked them.

He had to do this, only by pleasing that one in this way could he borrow the power of that one, although this method was costly and more physical, it was better than many mages who cast spells through tricks, as long as he could fill that one, the spiritual infiltration would be relatively slow.

An apparition of a toad emerged from the back of his head.

Only the spiritually aware can find out, and ordinary people can only turn a blind eye.

It squatted on Luo Zhaohui's head, glanced at Su Ning'an, to be precise, at Wanjun, the woman in red who was invited by Suning'an, and then, with a croak, shouted like a frog, and the voice floated in the void and landed in front of Wanjun.

Her figure was a little stagnant, and her eyes were slightly puzzled.

At that moment, the causal connection between her and Suningan was blinded, not severed, but just blinded by some kind of force.

So, she lost her way.

can only wander between reality and illusion.

Xiao Ping is not a mage, and he has no spiritual sense, but as a half-step congenital and half-foot stepping into the realm of the strong, he has the intuition of the autumn wind before the cicada, and after Luo Zhaohui locked the woman in red, Wanjun, he took action.

"Boy, at this time, what else do you have to rely on?"

He stepped forward, the protective qi outside his body flashed, and the next moment, he raised his right hand, his index finger was erected, and he moved forward a little.

Immortals show the way!

And so he made his finger a sword.

Su Ningan stared at him, his expression was not sad or happy, and he did not see the slightest panic.

Calm down!

Want to bluff me?

Xiao Ping snorted coldly in his heart, the offensive remained unchanged, his internal strength was concentrated on his index finger, three inches outside his finger, and there was a faint blue light shining.

Immediately after, he saw Suningan open his mouth.

made a puff motion.

Spitting?

Xiao Ping sneered.

Then, the eyes were brilliant, like a sunflower blooming in front of them, so brilliant, so brilliant.

Afterwards......

Xiao Ping is gone.

He didn't know what was going on and never would know.

Luo Zhaohui, who was a few feet away, knew very clearly what was happening, he saw that Su Ningan was cornered, and he also saw him with a flying sword in his mouth, and the flying sword was facing forward, piercing through the eyebrows of Xiao Ping, who had no protective qi, piercing in front and out from the back of his head.

Flying swords?

Flying Sword!

Luo Zhaohui's limbs were numb, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Quack!"

The toad above his head let out a soft cry and leaped into the void, disappearing in an instant.

Ran away?

The guy who forcibly occupied his own Zhihai Nianzhan at the beginning, at this moment, he actually walked away like that.

Don't know where you fled?

Big guy!

You're leaving, so say hello and take me with you!

Luo Zhaohui smiled bitterly, after the strange escape in his body, there was no check and balance, and his body was completely invaded by spirituality.

He wants to go!

But I can't walk!

I could only watch as Su Ningan slowly walked in front of him.