Oops!

Ji Danhuang was shocked, hurriedly flipped his wrist, and rounded the sword, wanting to swing the butterfly knife. It's a pity that the speed of the knife is faster than the circle speed of his wrist after all, and it pierces his wrist first.

One blow was hit, and at the moment when Ji Danhuang was stunned, Huang Menglin flew up and kicked Ji Danhuang's stomach. Ji Danhuang only felt a hot pain in his stomach, and then he was uncomfortable like a sea of pulp, and couldn't help but lean over and retch.

Looking at the two mouthfuls of sour water spit out in front of him, Ji Danhuang's face turned pale. How could he not know that Huang Menglin was trying to force him to spit out the dragon scale ring. Only by spitting out the dragon scale ring could Huang Menglin be able to take him away with confidence.

Holding back the burst of vomiting, Ji Danhuang gently rubbed his aching stomach, and half-knelt on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. The dragon scale ring, under the command of his consciousness, had slipped into his intestines, and where could he spit it out so easily!

He is also a real person, although he has not yet transformed the void in his body to store, but he can still do it by controlling the aura in his body and dragging the dragon scale ring down a certain distance.

Seeing that Ji Danhuang's face turned pale in pain, and he couldn't stand up when he was half-kneeling on the ground, Huang Menglin sighed lightly: "Oh, it seems that you hit too hard, isn't it painful?"

Ji Danhuang gritted his teeth, glared at Huang Menglin fiercely, and did not speak. If it weren't for the pain that he couldn't stand up, he would have attacked it a long time ago!

Huang Menglin ignored Ji Danhuang's angry gaze, stepped forward and glanced at his vomit, wrinkled his nose and covered his mouth: "It seems that the fight is still too light, and nothing is spit out." Alas, you stupid boy is really dead-eyed, if you take off the ring early and go with others, how can you suffer like this?" Although the words were relaxed, his feet had already found Ji Danhuang's back and kicked over.

Feeling the strong wind coming from the cold, Ji Danhuang hurriedly put his body down and rolled on the ground. Although his stomach still hurt terribly. But you can't just let Huang Menglin kick him on the back again.

According to his strength, if he takes another kick, I'm afraid he will be wasted!

The strong wind brought by Huang Menglin's foot was rubbing Ji Danhuang's body. Ji Danhuang was frightened into a cold sweat, and it was difficult to hold back the feeling of vomiting when he moved, and he lay on the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water.

Now, he really regrets it very much, why didn't he eat more in the morning! If he ate too much and vomited more, maybe this Huang Menglin could come over and squat down and search carefully. I can also have more respite.

The result is good now, all the sour water is spit out, whether there is a dragon scale ring or not, it is really clear at a glance.

The pain in his stomach eased slightly, and Ji Danhuang staggered to his feet and stepped aside. He obviously saw that Huang Menglin had already shown an extremely tired posture, how could he still be so ruthless when he moved!

Is he really that weak?

Ji Danhuang was really depressed to the extreme, he thought that he still had a few chances of winning, but now it seems. He's lucky to be able to hold on a little longer. It seems that the gap between himself and Huang Menglin is really not a world of difference that can be described.

A full blow, but was easily defused by the opponent. And he was hurt again. But thankfully, the butterfly knife inserted in his right wrist did not hurt his muscles and bones, although his wrist hurt badly when he held the sword. But in the end, I can still hold this sharp blade.

Even if you are doomed, you have to fight hard.

Huang Menglin giggled, and his voice was like an old hen laying eggs: "Ouch." It's not easy for you to stand up!" stretched out his right hand and made a gentle gesture.

Ji Danhuang only felt a tearing pain in his right wrist and left shoulder, and when he looked down, he found that the two butterfly knives inserted in his body had returned to Huang Menglin's hands. The blood was gurgling and left, and Ji Danhuang clearly saw that among his two wounds, there was a purple demonic qi like a centipede, tearing at the wound.

That demonic aura was deliberately left by Huang Menglin to prevent his wounds from healing.

Huang Menglin gently grasped the butterfly knife, and the two knives turned into a purple mist and merged into his body. His thin lips were pulled, revealing a sneer, his figure flashed, and he was already in front of Ji Danhuang in a trance.

Ji Danhuang was suddenly stunned by this shocking speed, and the right hand holding the sword subconsciously sent it forward, but he felt that his entire arm was numb from the shock, and the sword flew out with a "ding".

Huang Menglin smiled, put the two fingers of his hands together, and pointed towards Ji Danhuang's stomach and abdomen like lightning. Before Ji Danhuang could react, he had already hit hundreds of fingers, and the whole person flew backwards, hitting the barrier wall with a "bang".

This speed......

The severe pain hit, Ji Danhuang fell to the ground, only to feel that his stomach was about to be punctured, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth. struggled to raise his head and look at his abdomen, only to find that his body had really been poked out of a few blood holes by Huang Menglin's fingers.

The dragon scale ring......

Ji Danhuang's eyes widened suddenly, and he was in a panic in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized the true qi in his body to search for the location of the dragon scale ring.

After searching around, the dragon scale ring was no longer in his body!

Ji Danhuang was shocked, and hurriedly looked up at Huang Menglin, only to see that he was playing with a small thing in his blood-stained hands. If you take a closer look, it is the dragon scale ring that Ji Danhuang swallowed into her stomach.

The dragon scale ring has been taken out of Ji Danhuang's body by Huang Menglin!

Without the dragon scale ring, how can they find themselves, Master!

Ji Danhuang suddenly felt remorseful. His impulsiveness and recklessness eventually brought trouble to everyone and made him suffer a lot!

Throwing the dragon scale ring to the ground casually, Huang Menglin wiped away the injured blood with a handkerchief, and shook it in front of Ji Danhuang like a leisurely walk. He leaned down and sealed several acupoints on Ji Danhuang's chest to help him stop the bleeding.

Huang Menglin said: "You little bastard, you don't listen to you when you talk to you, you have to suffer before you are happy, you really toast and don't eat and drink! Look at it, you are injured now, feel happy?" When he spoke, he sighed and couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

Ji Danhuang opened his mouth and was about to scold a few times, but the blood gushing out of his mouth blocked all the curses. The massive blood loss, as well as the pain in his body, made his head start to feel a little dizzy.

Huang Menglin laughed and said, "You better faint for me!" The palm of his hand fell and slapped on the side of Ji Danhuang's neck, and Ji Danhuang suddenly didn't even have time to snort, and fainted. (To be continued......)