Bang bang!
When Wan Dong was moving towards the Gale Sword Tomb with all his strength, Ling Wei and Ling Gang each killed another man in blood. Ling Gang took the time to look back and saw that Wandong's figure was surrounded by men in blood, and it became increasingly difficult to move. Ling Gang hurriedly cursed at the Ling family's Tiange realm masters.
"Second brother, stop scolding! Xiaowuzi and the others are exhausted. Now we can only help the young man by getting rid of these blood-clothed men quickly!"
Hearing what Ling Wei said, Ling Gang forced himself to calm down, and with full firepower, he covered all the remaining five people in blood-clothed clothes under his palm.
Wan Dong couldn't care less at this time. He rushed forward quickly. He was only about ten feet away from the Storm Sword Tomb. As long as he moved forward a few feet, he would be able to trigger the restriction and set off a strong wind. Wan Dong He bit his lips tightly, and even though he drew blood from his bite, he didn't notice it. His eyes were fixed on the Storm Sword Tomb, staring at the few feet left.
Wandong could feel that he had reached his limit at this time. The last trace of Dao Qi in his body has been exhausted, and every muscle in his body is as stiff as if it has been turned to stone. The pain, dizziness, and exhaustion are all sweeping over him like waves. His whole body.
At this time, Wandong has nothing to rely on anymore, except... will!
But now, it seems that even his will is gradually disintegrating. Wan Dong only feels that the light in front of him is receding bit by bit, while the darkness is spreading bit by bit. It feels like a person is walking from the sun to the abyss and darkness step by step. That feeling is despairing, more terrifying than death!
"I can't walk anymore, I really can't walk..."
Wandong made a bitter smile in his heart. He was by no means a person who would give up easily, but at this moment, it seemed that he couldn't give up even if he wanted to.
boom!
An explosion suddenly sounded from Wandong's back, and a heartbreaking pain, like an electric current, spread throughout Wandong's body in an instant. It was as if a violent storm had stirred up in his body, and his internal organs were like a boat sinking in the violent storm, shaking almost at the same time. That feeling was ten times more painful than death. Almost at that moment, Wan Dong completely lost consciousness and allowed his body to fly towards the Gale Sword Tomb under the power of this palm.
"No!" This scene happened to fall in Ling Gang's eyes, and a shrill roar suddenly resounded around him.
The Sword Tomb, which was originally peaceful under the sunlight, suddenly blew up with strong winds like ghosts crying. Countless flying sand and dead leaves blown up by the strong wind were like turbid waves and floods, engulfing Wandong's body bit by bit until he completely disappeared.
Seeing all this, Ling Gang was completely powerless to stop it, and he couldn't help but shed two old tears for Wandong on his face.
Ling Gang couldn't remember the last time he shed tears, but one thing Ling Gang knew was that the tears he shed today were more than those he had shed in the past combined. Ling Gang never thought that he would be so moved, and it was for a young man he had never met before! But he just wanted to cry, involuntarily, from his heart!
Boom boom boom!
Ling Gang was worried about Wandong, when suddenly there were several rapid and violent palm strikes. Ling Gang looked back and saw Ling Wei flying over like a roc with spread wings, quietly forcing the three of them to his side. The man in blood clothes was blown away.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Ling Wei fell next to Ling Gang, with lingering fear on his face.
If he hadn't taken action in time just now, Ling Gang would have been injured under the hands of those three men in blood-clothed clothes.
Ling Gang was about to answer, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the few remaining men in blood-clothed clothes rushing toward him with their teeth and claws. The grief in Ling Gang's heart turned into overwhelming anger in an instant.
Once Ling Gang completely exploded, once the cultivation level of a powerful man in the divine way completely exploded, the scene was by no means ordinary terrifying. Even Ling Wei couldn't help but be frightened.
The remaining men in blood-clothed clothes were already at the end of their strength. How could they withstand Ling Gang's anger regardless of the cost? After a burst of banging noise, the remaining few of the second wave of twelve blood-clothed men turned into blood mist under Ling Gang's palm almost at the same time, and dispersed in the wind.
Ling Gang still couldn't understand his hatred. He roared angrily, turned around, and rushed into the first wave of blood-clothed men. Like an angry tiger rushing into the sheepfold, these blood-clothed men, who were only at the peak level of Xuanhen, fell down one after another under Ling Gang's palm. Within a quarter of an hour, all the men in blood were wiped out under Ling Gang's palm.
When Ling Gang stopped killing, his body suddenly swayed and he knelt on the ground on one knee. Ling Wei hurriedly rushed forward and discovered that Ling Gang was actually suffering from excessive consumption of Tao Qi. The way he just played was simply to perish with the enemy.
Fortunately, these men in blood clothes are not perpetual motion machines. They will also consume their Tao Qi. After fighting fiercely for such a long time, their combat power will be greatly reduced. Otherwise, Ling Gang might be the one who dies in the end.
Ling Wei stretched out his hand to help Ling Gang up from the ground, but found that Ling Gang seemed to have turned into a clay sculpture and was unable to move. A pair of eyes just stared straight at the sword tomb where the strong wind was raging.
"Brother, I want to break into the Wild Wind Sword Tomb!" Ling Wei's sudden words startled Ling Gang to his core.
"Are you crazy? This is absolutely not possible! This Wind Sword Tomb is really not an ordinary evil sect. The violent wind it covers becomes more and more terrifying the deeper it goes in! There have been strong men in the Shinto realm who have tried it before, but they have only entered seven of them. He was seriously injured by the strong wind at a distance of eight feet, and was almost completely disabled! Don’t you know this?”
"I know, but... But we have to save him!"
"Him? Is he that young man? I'm just confused. Isn't he a disciple of the Xiao family? He has made it almost impossible for me to get off the stage. Why are you suddenly so interested in him?" Ling Wei looked confused.
Ling Gang shook his head and said in a bitter voice, "Brother, I didn't tell you. The reason why Tianhua and Wushuang were able to escape was because he gave up his only chance of survival. In other words, he used his own Life, saved Tianhua!”
"What? Is... is there such a thing? But why would he do this?" Hearing what Ling Gang said, Ling Wei was shocked and asked with disbelief on his face.
"The nobleness of this son's friendship and the breadth of this son's mind are beyond the reach of even you and me! Brother, he is a well-deserved benefactor of our Ling family. Are we just watching him..."
Ling Gang couldn't speak anymore, and his voice was choked with tears.
Ling Wei sighed heavily and murmured, "I understand what you're thinking. It's really touching and admirable that this young man can do such a righteous deed. But my second brother, the strong wind in the Sword Tomb is really... It’s so powerful. Even you and I can only sustain it for a quarter of an hour at most. The young man must have already... "
Although Ling Wei's words were unacceptable to Ling Gang, he had nothing to argue with. Time seemed to have stopped. Ling Gang stared at the Gale Sword Tomb, unable to regain his composure for a long time.
After being teleported into the Trial Treasure Land, the second-tier disciples of the Lin Family and the Xin Family breathed a sigh of relief at first, feeling lucky to have escaped the entanglement of the terrifying blood-clothed man. However, soon, everyone was filled with the extremely intense emotions that filled the Trial Treasure Land. They were attracted by the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and all their faces were filled with a look of deep shock.
"Brother Feng, this... where is this?"
A disciple of the Lin family turned to Lin Feng and asked with excitement and curiosity on his face.
Lin Feng frowned, looking a little helpless. If it hadn't been for an emergency, he would never have brought all the Lin family disciples to this precious trial place. These second-tier disciples of the Lin family are also mixed, and after returning to the Lin family, the secret of this trial treasure land may no longer be kept.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't! Those who are injured should take the time to heal, and those who are not injured will wait there. No one is allowed to wander around here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
At the same time, Xin Wuhen also issued the same order to the second-tier disciples of the Xin family.
"Lin Feng, Wuhen, where is Yaoting?"
"That's right, where is our boss? Where is he?"
Xiao Lang and Luo Xiao rushed over in a hurry.
Lin Feng took a long breath and said, "Third brother, he should be here soon. Boss, don't worry."
Hearing what Lin Feng said, Xiao Lang and Luo Xiao both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, didn't you go to the ancestral mausoleum? Why are you here?" Xiao Cunxin was surprised and happy to see Xiao Lang, and asked in surprise.
Xiao Lang was also very surprised when he saw Xiao Cunxin, and asked anxiously, "You also went to the Eternal Wasteland for a trial?"
Xiao Cunxin nodded and said a little aggrievedly, "I originally wanted to be with you, but Grandpa wouldn't let me. After you went to the ancestral mausoleum, I was so bored that I shouted to go to the Eternal Wasteland. Originally, I didn't want to go with you. It's a good thing. Who knew that I would encounter those weird blood-clothed people, and I almost..."
When Xin Wuhen came back, he didn't mention Xiao Cunxin. Xiao Lang never knew that Xiao Cunxin was also surrounded by the people in blood clothes at that time. Thinking about it now, he suddenly felt fear in his heart.
Perhaps because he saw something wrong with Xiao Lang's face, Xiao Cun stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. Then he smiled crisply and said energetically, "Brother, I saw the brother Yaoting you recognized for me. He and eldest brother you All the same, they are all great heroes!”
"Haha... Of course! Otherwise, how could I be qualified to be your brother?"
Seeing Xiao Lang become happy, Xiao Cunxin nodded heavily, very satisfied with his quick wit.
"Okay! I see you're fine, so just join me in healing everyone's injuries!"
Xiao Cunxin happily followed it, turned around and came to Xin Wuhen's side, carefully cleaning Xin Wuhen's wound, with gentle movements, not daring to use force at all, for fear of hurting Xin Wuhen.
"Boss, look, this girl Cun Xin is very careful!" Lin Feng nudged Xiao Lang with his elbow and said with a winking smile. (To be continued)