Jun Li also caught Shen Fengming's body, knowing that the opponent's move was fierce, and the stamina was even endless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He also gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I'm here to fight him, and you still use 'everything is scattered', how much can be eliminated." ”

If Shen Fengming was forced to retreat, he stopped, and with two to one, it seemed to be evenly divided. Xie Fengde suddenly laughed: "You are the apprentice of Suzaku, right? Hmph, sure enough, the famous teacher is a high apprentice!" But the tone was ruthless, "I am desperate, no wonder I!"

His palms that had been closed suddenly swelled, and the killing intent suddenly surged, and the strength was several times stronger as the palms were separated. Shen Fengming's block in front of him was originally a wide blade, but the blade that was so hard was actually bent over. The right half of Jun Li's body has been sealed, where can he still exert all his strength, and he will be seized by the opponent without worry, and there is no room for afterburner, and he has a killing intent, but he can't send it out, and he can't disperse.

The strength on both sides had already invaded Shen Fengming's body, forcing out another streak of blood from the corner of his lips. Jun Li also knew that if he continued like this, the first person who couldn't do it would be Shen Fengming, but if he retracted his strength at this moment, he and Shen Fengming would probably be struck out, and it was hard to say whether there would be any lives. Suddenly, he heard a "click", Shen Fengming's blade blocking in front of him was broken, Xie Fengde showed a cruel smile on his face, his separated palms slammed shut again, and his strength became thinner, and he wanted to cut Shen Fengming's throat first from between the broken blades.

Jun Li was shocked, but he had no plan to save it. His pressure was light—the heavy force that converged in Shen Fengming's body but pressed on his chest was like a gale that suddenly turned, turning backwards to forwards from backwards to forwards—and all the internal force that could not be used rushed forward. But this internal force did not become the killing intent to hit Xie Fengde, but sank into Shen Fengming's body. He was afraid that he would hurt Shen Fengming even more, and he wanted to regain his strength, but for some reason he couldn't take it, and his palm was like being adhered to Shen Fengming's back, which made him exclaim in shock.

As soon as this exclamation came out, there was no sound-or-rather, the voice was easily drowned out by some other, more powerful voice, and it was impossible to hear at all--the wound on his neck suddenly became violently hot and painful, and he realized that it was a magic sound! It was Shen Fengming, who was making a magic sound!

It wasn't supposed to be a howl—the sound he made when he opened his mouth wasn't howling, but more like a song. There was no lyre, no strings, not even a leaf that blew at will—the song that merely emanated from his throat had a magical sound, not high-pitched, but it easily drowned out all other sounds around him, as if he had plunged all three of them into an isolated realm where only they existed, an isolated realm controlled by a magical sound, so that the wind blade that reached his throat disappeared in an instant.

There has never been a precedent for cracking each other between the confusion of "form" and "sound" - between the study of the Langshan School and the study of the Lingyin Gate, but after all, it is the same source, and the power of the magic sound is actually canceled out by the power difference of the "Yin and Yang Translocation" at this moment!

Jun Li was stunned, only to find that as soon as his palm was loosened, it could be withdrawn, obviously Shen Fengming had exhausted his strength for a long time, and he was able to use his "Mirror Technique" internal strength. On the other side, Xie Fengde also seemed to be in disbelief, looking at Shen Fengming, it was as if he had seen demons and monsters, and he was afraid for a moment.

Shen Fengming abandoned the two severed blades in his hand, turned back to Jun Li and said, "Are you okay?"

But this time, he suddenly saw the blood on Jun Li's neck, and his complexion finally changed. Probably because he was stimulated by the magic sound, the wound burst even more, and the blood gushed out again - Shen Fengming didn't know that he had such an injury, so he had to use the magic sound to fight back, and he was able to retreat from an opponent like Xie Fengde who was not injured, and the damage suffered by Jun Li with external injuries can be imagined. This surprise was not a small shock, he had already said urgently: "It's hurt like this, why didn't you say it earlier!" and hurriedly raised his hand to go to Feng Junli's shoulder and back of his neck acupoints.

It's good that he didn't rush down, but in a hurry, Jun Li really felt that his mind was slightly dizzy, and he didn't know if he had lost a lot of blood, and his true power was taken away like that, and his eyes suddenly blurred. He also looked up at Xie Fengde, afraid that he would have to make any moves, but he couldn't see clearly, and even his body was going to slowly soften.

Shen Fengming hurriedly helped him up, and said secretly: "Daoist, don't faint! You-the people from Xiajiazhuang will ask me later, I, what do I say!"

Sure enough, there was a human voice on the other side, thinking that Shen Fengming's singing finally made everyone in Xiajiazhuang remember him, and hurriedly followed the sound. A shadow on the roof had been covered first, but it was Zhang Gongchang, who only said to Xie Fengde: "Retreat first today!"

Xie Fengde jumped up to meet him, saw the injury on his hand, and exclaimed: "Your hand is ......."

Zhang Gongchang sneered and handed the bow to Xie Fengde to hold: "If it weren't for Lord Zhu's order to catch him alive, how could he be able to do it! But if you can't kill him, the gift of Xiajiazhuang can still be given!"

Xia Zheng and Chen Rongrong over there were exposed to the fire and smoke, and they were about to wake up, and they had not yet moved freely. Everyone only said that the bow chief had retreated, and suddenly saw him appear on the roof again, the bow was in Xie Fengde's hand, and he took the arrow, set the arrow, and drew the bow with one hand, and before his eyes could reach the second time, an arrow had already been shot, so fast that the flames had already been polished in the air. Another rocket! In this way, the sharp fire was condescendingly fired towards Xia Zheng -- the final destination of this "big business."

All means are secondary, as long as you can still kill Xia Zheng! At this moment when there is a commotion, everyone is a little slack, and they don't know the direction, no one can be faster than that arrow, the arrow that pierces the heart!

- Except for one person.

In unison of exclamations, the arrows with fire had pierced into the back of Chen Rongrong, who was flying forward. The fire "snorted" in her body, and she let out a thrilling scream, as if she was reluctant to give up the last of this world. Seeing that he had never succeeded, Zhang Gongchang didn't dare to delay any longer, so he only said, "Go!"

Even though everyone rushed back immediately, it was too late. Chen Rongrong, who was hit by the arrow, has made everyone's hearts fall into an ice cave in an instant.

Even Shen Fengming had to believe for a while that maybe there really was fate. On one side is Jun Li, who he tried hard to help but couldn't hold on, and on the other hand, Xia Zheng and his wife who wanted to save but couldn't save him. He didn't believe in the so-called fate in Jun Li's mouth, but he couldn't convince himself, if it wasn't for God's arrangement, how could he have to let all this happen like this, and let Jun Li not see it?

Could this be the mercy and warmth that God gave him, so that he always fainted from his injuries when tragedy happened? It seemed to be the same last time, when his stepfather died. At that time, his martial arts skills were low, and he probably didn't have the strength to control others, but now, fighting so hard, he was just letting himself suffer such a serious injury again. The injury turned evil due to the magic sound, and so suddenly, between the time he found himself dizzy and the time he fell, he didn't even have time to say a word, and he didn't even feel much pain, and he was once again pushed to the extreme of death.

The exclamations over there were confused, and Shen Fengming couldn't care about it anymore. In the whole line of sight, there was only the blood that Jun Li kept bleeding. The blood flowed from between his fingers, covering his hands and blurring his eyes.

He didn't know how much courage he needed to take a deep breath to calm down, but he didn't have the courage to let Jun Li and the people of Xiajiazhuang face each other at this time, so he could only take advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to take the unconscious Jun Li away from here alone, in order to heal. "Fortunately", since he was seriously injured at Tiandu Peak last year, he has become more and more accustomed to carrying enough injury medicine on his body.

――If it is still a kind of "luck" for Jun Li to be alive.

He vaguely understood why he was so determined to disassociate himself from the Gu family in the first place, but he was so determined to kill Mas in the sky. This matter had nothing to do with him Shen Fengming, he had never taken it to heart, but now, this Taoist priest was already a friend he had made unconsciously, and the so-called pain that he had been scorned by himself suddenly became truly cruel and truly empathetic when it really happened. He suddenly realized how sad he was when he said that day, "You are not me, so it is easy to say".

This time, will you blame yourself for everything?--Shen Fengming didn't dare to think about it, and sometimes, he even preferred him to be in a coma for a little longer. A little longer.

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But Jun Li still woke up, just at the end of the night.

There was finally a late pain in his neck, and he couldn't help but groan, as if announcing that he was back in this world. However, he was alone, lying in a haystack in an abandoned house. The blood-chasing sword and scabbard were also picked up and kept at hand.

The feeling of fainting after blood loss is really not unfamiliar at all, so much so that half of the fear and nervousness are gone. You don't need to look at it to know that you have already taken the medicine, and your neck is a little stiff when you turn it.

Most of them were sent by Shen Fengming, but what about the others?--probably to see Xia Zheng and them. Jun Li guessed like this, got up, and sure enough, he saw that the dusty desktop was written with his fingers, and said that he would go and see the situation over there, and he would come back after a short time, and asked him not to move here. The edges of the ash stains were still clean, and it didn't take long for the people to leave.

But since he woke up, how could he feel at ease and "don't move". At that time, I saw Xia Zheng and others being rescued from the fire, judging from everyone's reactions, the injuries must have been there, but they were not killed, and now they are probably forced to rest somewhere, and they are not allowed to move forward for the time being. He hesitated, but picked up his sword, pushed open the door, and walked out. This county is so small, there are only one or two places to live.

The liquor store was an empty shelf, still emitting choking smoke. The entire Qingliu small county was shrouded in an atmosphere of panic, and even if it was dark night, it could still be clearly felt.

The locals had long regarded the dozen or so people in Xiajiazhuang as plague gods, but after such horizontal threats and fists and kicks, the group was still able to land. It was an ordinary inn, but everyone was empty, and even the shopkeeper was nowhere to be found.

Rather than being burned to death, it's better to give up the inn to these fierce gods for the time being.

When Shen Fengming came, it was already dark, and he saw a silent crowd in the lobby of the inn - only Xia Zheng and his wife were missing. One of them saw him first, stepped forward in two steps, and shouted, "Where have you gone?