Chapter Forty-Nine: The Yellow Sparrow Follows

Lang Chuan's move is based on the premise of taking advantage of Xiao Yan's arrogance and contempt for the other party's character to consume the mana of the two first, and then repel the other party one by one.

Sun Zhiwei, who kept dodging Langchuan's pursuit, was shocked and gradually saw some signs, suddenly turned around, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and punched Langchuan Void.

I saw a huge fist formed by the mist like a white leopard, quickly bombarding towards the Langchuan.

Lang Chuan's eyes narrowed, and his expression calmly played a trick, a seemingly ordinary "earth dungeon technique" Instantly protected himself in it, and the huge fog fist suddenly bombarded the earthen wall of that scene, but what surprised Sun Zhiwei was that Lang Chuan didn't seem to use all his strength The earth dungeon technique was instantly blasted out of a hole by the huge fist, only to see that the somewhat flustered Lang Chuan hurriedly moved, and he was about to avoid the fist of a thousand blows, Sun Zhi gritted his teeth secretly, and then rushed to Lang Chuan in an instant, intending to injure him with a left and right attack, so as not to have an accident, for Xiao Yan arrogantly wanted to fight with Lang Chuan, he didn't agree.

The corners of Lang Chuan's mouth were raised fleetingly, and then he raised his fist without hesitation and suddenly blasted towards Sun Zhiwei's fist, as the two of them bombarded each other, the leaked fierce fist force forced Xiao Yansheng who flew away, at the same time, Lang Chuan and Sun Zhiwei instantly roared, each of them flew a few feet away, Lang Chuan spit out a mouthful of blood, but Sun Zhiwei was unharmed.

Sun Zhiwei endured Xiao Yan's angry scolding for his nosy, while staring at Lang Chuan suspiciously, such a strange duel made him puzzled, he wouldn't believe that he would be so easily injured, although his cultivation was slightly lower than his own, but the performance of the ring competition was deeply rooted in the depths of his mind, could it be that he suffered internal injuries? Or is there another conspiracy?

At the cost of being hit by a punch, Lang Chuan quietly played a marking trick against Sun Zhiwei, so that he could always find a substitute for the dead ghost in times of crisis, although it was very uncomfortable for a burst of internal organs, but it was also worth it.

And Xiao Yan, who has been scolding Sun Zhiwei now, thinks disapprovingly that if he can also hurt him, it is very normal for the other party, a rookie who has condensed his qi and cultivated eighty percent of his energy, to be injured by this simple blow.

Therefore, Xiao Yan still didn't care about continuing to approach Langchuan, then patted the storage bag, and said with a cruel smile: "Since you are injured, then I will take out my baby and come out to play with you." ”

At this time, his hands quickly formed a tiger mark, and then he played a spell, only to see that in front of him, a bee-like monster with a pair of green transparent wings suddenly jumped out of front of him. As soon as the monster appeared, it immediately let out a strange "buzzing" sound, and then flew towards the river with great speed.

Lang Chuan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately played a spell, and an earthy yellow dungeon technique instantly protected himself inside. At this time, the swift monster instantly hit the earth wall, and the blocked monster, showing its cold teeth, suddenly became irritable, and frantically hit the yellow light mask, knocking the light mask into a trembling constant, and the strength seemed to be not small.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan was slightly happy in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the golden bee bee he got from the hands of Miao Jiang people was so powerful, he believed that it didn't take too much time, and the seemingly very solid earthen wall could be poked by him, and then there would be a good show. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly appeared that Lang Chuan was poked by his own golden bee, and a very strange smile appeared on his face.

Sun Zhiwei looked at Xiao Yan, who was blind and arrogant, and was speechless for a while, but fortunately moved his face and meditated and vomited.

Lang Chuan looked at this golden bee, and estimated in his heart that this monster with a very low mind was similar to a cold ice toad, although the attack was very powerful, but the mind was generally not very high, and he only knew how to attack blindly, he touched his chin and counted his heart.

At this time, his hand patted lightly on the storage bag given by Uncle Li on his waist, and the magic weapon similar to the tiger's head in it suddenly appeared in his hand, his eyes were fixed, he gritted his teeth secretly, and quickly punched out one magic trick after another.

The position where the golden bee hit suddenly weakened, and the golden bee suddenly pierced the dungeon technique, and a green thorn with a poisonous glow suddenly appeared at its tail, and it was about to poke excitedly towards the wave river in the narrow dungeon technique.

Xiao Yan, who was also full of excitement, stared at Langchuan who had no way to retreat with his eyes wide open, and stared at Lang Chuan, who had no way out, when he thought that the fantasy scene just now was about to come true, something happened that made his eyes split, but the green thorn that flashed with poison passed through Sun Zhiwei's chest fiercely, and the unbelievable Sun Zhiwei stared at his hole chest in surprise for a few breaths, and then collapsed to the ground without a blink.

At the same time, grasping the time of Xiao Yan's surprise for a few breaths, Lang Chuan, who had already pinched the magic seal, swept towards Xiao Yan fiercely with a silent sword arc, and at the same time, the tiger head magic weapon that had been prepared for a long time instantly covered him.

The whole process was almost only three breaths, and Xiao Yan, who was caught off guard, was instantly fixed in place by the tiger's head, and Xiao Yan, who had nowhere to escape, could only use all his mana to move some, but the galloping "Phaseless Demon Slash" instantly cut off his left arm silently.

Xiao Yan, who was imprisoned in place, stared at his severed left arm in disbelief with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but scream out loud, he could strongly feel that his whole body was suddenly cold, and the cold air was rising.

"Dog mongrel, I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives!" A strong anger filled the depths of Xiao Yan's heart, and this roar was filled with the feeling of burning jade.

With this incomparably powerful momentum, Lang Chuan retreated a few feet suspiciously, but what made him cry and laugh was that Xiao Yan played a trick with his left hand, and then immediately fled away with the momentum of "gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late".

Lang Chuan, whose mana was almost exhausted, did not intend to chase him, because he always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark that he couldn't see, and now that his mana was exhausted, he had to be even more cautious, although it was very dangerous to let the tiger return to the mountain, but it was also a helpless move.

The cautious Lang Chuan patted the storage bag, took out a few Qi Gathering Pills, and threw them into his mouth at once, and a majestic aura instantly rushed to the depleted limbs and dantian.

At this time, the cold ice toad, which he had been secretly driving, suddenly moved an amazing aura, and Lang Chuan couldn't help but slow down his pupils, and then secretly suppressed his frightened heart, and quietly looked somewhere.