Wu Xuning's heart was filled with despair, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. There seemed to be no light at all. The whole world turned into black and white, and it seemed that endless pain and torture would be waiting for him.
Shu Ya deliberately flipped up her long black hair, revealing her perfect collarbones, and her chest was even more magnificent, with an astonishing arc. She put on light makeup, bent her eyes, and giggled: "Don't be afraid, little man. Brother Deng is right. I am a very caring master. I will make sure that your food is delicious and you can't live without me." As she spoke, she walked towards Wu Xuning with a graceful gait. Every step she took was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the young master of the Wu family.
Wu Xuning's hair was disheveled and he wanted to retreat in a hurry.
However, his cultivation level was no more than the middle level of a spiritual person, and he had been hunted for many days, and his strength had long been exhausted. Moreover, Deng Changfeng's tyrannical momentum was pressing down on his shoulders like a mountain, making it difficult for him to even move his fingers. How could he retreat? A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he was about to blow up his Dantian. This was the last dignity of a disciple of an aristocratic family who could not bear to be humiliated.
But at this moment, a scent like jasmine reverberated at the tip of his nose and invaded his lungs. Shu Ya smiled, her smile was not accidental at all, but exuded a pure flavor. Her bright red lips opened, and she breathed out hot breath: "Go to sleep for a while, you will be obsessed with me when you wake up." and commemorate.”
This voice seemed to have a strange magical power. Wu Xuning felt that his eyelids kept falling down, as if he couldn't hold them up with two matches and was so sleepy.
"Get away!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from deep in the forest. The sound didn't sound loud, but it was like thunder in the ears of these two people. While setting off an invisible storm, it swept in all directions and headed towards Shu Ya.
Wu Xuning only felt a pain in his head, as if thousands of silver needles were piercing his brain at the same time. A sharp pain hit him, and his whole body trembled, and then he recovered.
Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng exchanged glances, and both saw the look of fear in their eyes. They sighed inwardly, how could such power and power come from a high-level spiritual person? Could it be the Wu family? But how did the Wu family know that the elder of the high-level spiritual man had not been killed by us? The Wu family should not have received the news.
Although they were horrified in their hearts, the movements of their hands were not slow. The spiritual energy in their Dantian was stirring, and their sleeves were rolled up towards the sky. The mist dispersed from their sleeves, and immediately the storm calmed down. Looking around, he saw three rainbows shooting towards him. One senior spiritual person with a dry face was in front, and two junior spiritual people were behind, both young.
After seeing a few people, Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng smiled alike, and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. They had been in the battle between life and death many times, and they knew how to assess the situation. If there are two high-level spiritual beings, they may still hesitate, but if there is only one, huh, after completing this hammer deal, I will leave Huixun City. Even if your Wu family is very capable, so what
Thinking of this, Deng Changfeng's attitude immediately hardened, and he said in a cold voice: "The forest of death is too deep, and there's so much dirt and darkness hidden there. There are so many people who like to meddle in other people's business and show off as heroes, and I don't know how many people have died in it. Are you sure you three are going to take care of it?"
While speaking, he stared straight at Xue Boren and sighed to himself, this old guy must have some connection with this kid. After seeing this kid, his face turned dark.
However, there was no timidity in their hearts at this moment. It was just a high-level spiritual person. With the methods of the two of them, there was really no need to take it to heart. However, Shu Ya glanced at Ouyang Ming a few more times, with a flirtatious look. , and a little bit of seduction.
Wu Xuning was happy at first, but then he became extremely worried. Can only one high-level spirit master defeat these two people
Moreover, I am still in the hands of others. What should I do if I use it as a threat
Although he knew Ouyang Ming, as the young master of the Wu family, he did not take a first-level spiritual person to heart. Wu Xiaohuang also did not inform his family of Ouyang Ming's "identity", so he did not know.
Xue Boren's eyes flashed, he was very angry, and could even be described as furious.
The Xue family and the Wu family have known each other for generations, and the children of these two families are brothers. To put it simply, they are so good that they almost have to wear a pair of pants.
What's more, Xue Boren and Wu Xuning are no strangers. When they first met, Wu Xuning wet his back and scratched his beard. He had long considered Wu Xuning as his nephew. How could he feel when he saw his miserable appearance? Can you not be angry
A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a muffled voice: "Damn it, go to hell!" The space bag suddenly lit up, and when it fell, the two knives were already tightly held in his hands, shining coldly.
He bent his back and pulled out an astonishing arc. He was full of momentum, stepped hard, took advantage of the momentum to leave the ground, and rushed out like a tiger. The two knives flew in his hands, dancing in his hands like two dragons. It was a ruthless killing move as soon as he took action, and you can imagine how angry he was in his heart.
Deng Changfeng only felt that the voice was much hoarse, and it seemed that it was not the same person as before, but he did not think about it deeply. Instead, he blamed himself for being too preoccupied. If it wasn't this person, could it be that he was still two ants at the beginning of the spiritual realm
He did not hesitate, his Qi became rounded and elusive, his whole body was filled with black mist, and there was a faint sense of darkness, and he shot forward. This was the Eighteen Beats of Black Cloud. As he moved, the black mist became thicker and thicker, directly covering the surrounding area in black mist.
Countless black shadows flashed and overlapped rapidly, seeming to convey a power that seduces the mind. The black mist spread rapidly, rolling up circles of gravel and fallen leaves, wrapping them within ten feet of itself, and swept away like a god of war.
But Xue Boren's momentum was not weak at all. He snorted coldly, and his steps became misty, like mist, and his traces were unpredictable.
The two swords in his hands were flying faster and faster, and the sword light was surging, illuminating the dim forest of death countless times, even a bit dazzling. The sword lights connected one after another, fast or slow, galloping or stopping, Either high or low, just like the ups and downs of the tide, they quickly overlap with a feeling of turbulent waves crashing on the shore. Ouyang Ming nodded secretly. Although from his perspective, the strength of the two swords was lacking, and the ruthlessness was not outstanding enough, the victory was that it was continuous and would not stop.
Ouyang Ming did not act rashly. He thought to himself that he had to find a way to rescue Wu Xuning. Otherwise, if these two people jumped over the wall in a hurry, the gains would outweigh the losses. The advantage on our side is that these two people only regard me as a junior spirit person. As long as I give them With a little pressure from the beast-skin man, the two men would definitely join forces. Thinking of this, he winked at Xue Boren in a vague way.
Xue Boren is also a man who has matured with age. Ouyang Ming thought it through, and he naturally thought it through. He returned a look secretly, and the speed of flipping the two knives in his hands suddenly accelerated. There was a burst of thunder, a muffled sound, and at the same time he pointed. From between the eyebrows, a drop of blood essence filled with majestic vitality flew out, and he shouted: "Condensation!"
He knew in his heart that only by rescuing Wu Xuning would he not resort to evil tactics. Therefore, he could only put pressure on Deng Changfeng, huge pressure, so that Ouyang Ming could find an opportunity to rescue Wu Xuning, and then use the formation to kill these two people.
As the sound came out, an invisible wind blew in the sky.
The light of the sword in front of him condensed in vain, turning into a flying snake. The aura molded its shape, the light of the knife molded its mind, and the essence and blood molded its soul.
This soaring snake is more than ten feet long, and the lines on each scale can be clearly seen, as if they were carefully carved from the most precious white marble. The bloody mouth opened wide, showing its ten-inch long fangs, and spit out the letter.
He swung the two knives in his hands in the air, and the flying snake roared up to the sky. A cry that sounded like an animal but not an animal suddenly whirled around. Before the sound fell, it suddenly sprang out. The body of about ten feet kept moving, and it appeared to be extremely flexible. He bit Deng Changfeng.
The target was on Deng Changfeng's chest, and he obviously wanted to bite him into two pieces. He followed Teng She with two knives in hand, always ready for a fatal blow.
Suddenly, Deng Changfeng felt an unprecedented crisis emerging in his mind.
That feeling made every hair on his body stand on end. Eighteen shots of black clouds were shot at the same time, with an obscure and incomprehensible technique. Suddenly, I saw a flash of golden light in his palm, and the black mist condensed into a black cauldron. The cauldron was completely black, with countless obscure runes engraved on it. On the four sides of the cauldron, there were mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, lifelike, and every piece of gravel , every hair is as real, as if it will come to life at any time, there is a faint red light flowing, and it is extremely heavy, directly bending Deng Changfeng's shoulders.
Deng Changfeng's face turned slightly red and he shouted sternly: "Quick! Let's attack together. My cauldron is too heavy and his attack is too strong. I can't block it!"
Shu Ya didn't think much about it. In her heart, she thought that as long as this high-level spiritual person was killed, these people would not be just fish on the chopping board and could be slaughtered by others.
The lotus step moved forward, and the jade palm flipped quickly. When it fell, there was already a blue long bow in her hand. This long bow was filled with cold air and was extremely slender, but it gave people a very powerful feeling. She delicately He plucked the arrow string with his finger, condensed the arrow with the spiritual energy in his Dantian, and shouted coldly: "Thirteen arrows dropped!"
Suddenly, a series of sounds that broke through the air resounded.
Thirteen rays of green light were seen emitting from the arrow string at the same time, one turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, densely packed, the sound of the whistling arrow feathers became the only one, and it directly made a hole in the air of death. Countless branches were broken, and the cauldron moved from east to west, while the arrows, as dense as rain, filled the sky and attacked Xue Boren from west to east.
Xue Boren was horrified. Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng were both high-level spiritual beings, and the pressure on him was too great. Moreover, the two of them used their killing moves as soon as they came up. Even if he blocked it, he would definitely be seriously injured. There was a cruel look in his eyes. In a flash, the two swords in his hands pointed forward, and the soaring snake condensed by the light of the sword instantly collided with the cauldron.
"Boom..."
There was a loud noise, and the cold air waves spread out in all directions with the cauldron and the soaring snake as the center, uprooting countless ancient trees, and the air was extremely violent.
Countless rotating cyclones rolled up fallen leaves, and the earth was devastated.
The arrows shot by Shu Ya followed closely. Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. How could he miss it so easily.