With a "bang", Yang Ling slammed to the ground, and the dense sword shadow chased after him like a locust, and soon smashed him into a big pit.

"Di~!"

"Warning, low energy, please replenish energy!"

The flickering light of the Yuan Energy Hedron embedded in his chest became weaker and weaker, gradually dimming until it completely turned into powder after a single attack from the flying sword.

"It seems that Lao Tzu is really going to hang up this time!" Yang Ling felt that he was like a rag doll at this time, his body kept bouncing and rolling under the attack of the flying sword, his limbs were hundreds, and his internal organs were all messed up, and he didn't have the strength to take out the Yuan Energy Crystal in the ring, he wanted to enter the miner system, and the result was ...... It didn't work out!

Pit daddy's system, forget it if you can't get in, give the invincible aura from last time to a head office, right?

Just as he closed his eyes as he watched the ever-widening shadow of the sword in his pupils, suddenly a shadow appeared in front of him, like a huge door panel blocking the flying sword.

"Dangchang~" There was a loud bang.

This was followed by a miserable howl that was neither male nor female, "Boss, today in the coming year, you must remember to put a stick of incense on my grave...... And also...... Remember to burn a small movie of one hundred and eighty Gs, little brother, I'll go first!"

"Ah~!"

After an earth-shattering scream, the voice came abruptly.

Ten seconds...... Twenty seconds...... Thirty seconds......

Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes, the flying sword was gone, and the sound had disappeared, except for the howling cold wind, there seemed to be the lingering sound of the last scream of the stick echoing in his ears.

He struggled to sit up, and tried to turn his neck to look around, except for the big crater under him that seemed to have been blown up by a bomb in a radius of more than ten meters, the surrounding area was still icy and snowy, and everything was silent.

What about sticks?

Yang Ling endured the severe pain all over his body, opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood that had already coagulated, and slowly stood up.

Not far from the big pit, a distorted shape and gray thing lay on the ground, like a piece of waste residue that had been treated by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press, and a flying sword more than a foot long was inserted into it, and it trembled a few times from time to time, like cramps.

"Sticks?"

Yang Ling shouted a few times in confusion, this thing didn't move at all, he couldn't help but sigh, it seems that the stick hung up again in order to block the flying sword, but I don't know if there is any luck this time.

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the flying sword, and as a result, a huge energy burst out from the flying sword and rushed directly into his body, and at the same time as the hand flicked away, he who had already suffered a heavy blow was also bounced out seven or eight meters and smashed into the pit again.

Yang Ling put on a strange posture, this time he lay in the pit for more than ten minutes, and his body twitched for a long time and he didn't get up.

I'm 'your uncle'!

Yang Ling looked at the empty canopy with blank eyes, and finally disappeared with a slight tremor of his body.

In the small courtyard of the miner's system, Yang Ling was covered with mud at this time, and he was almost out of human shape, he gritted his teeth and slowly crawled to the side of the well, buried his head in the water and poured water in a big gulp, until he couldn't drink it anymore, he closed his eyes and lay on the edge of the well and gasped for breath.

After more than an hour, he slowly sat up, turned over his hand and took out a piece of Yuan Energy Crystal, and at the same time his mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood, now he was almost on the verge of collapse, and the vitality in the dantian was in chaos, even if it was a simple thing like opening the storage ring, it was almost impossible to do it.

Two days later, in a messy pit halfway up the snow mountain, the air fluctuated slightly, and Yang Ling suddenly appeared, his body was still full of mud, his hair was clumped together, and his face was haggard as if he had been ****ed by dozens of big men and dozens of women for a few days and nights.

At a glance, he saw the stick lying on the ground still sticking in the flying sword, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, he walked straight to the front of the flying sword, and a piece of Yuan Energy Crystal appeared in his hand with his hand, and at the same time, the bracelet on his wrist quickly decomposed, and soon turned into a pair of armor to wrap him.

The streamlined shape composed of black and white is tight from head to toe, and the Yuan Neng spar is embedded in the chest of the armor, and the face is like a Tai Chi pattern, half white and half black, and the two fisheye positions are flashing with red light.

Yang Ling hesitated for a moment and grabbed the hilt of his sword, and a huge energy impact erupted in his hand, and in the vibration of "poof", the surface of the meteor battle armor continued to flicker with black and white light and shadow.

"Come out~!" Yang Ling roared, and his hands jerked violently.

"Ah~~"

With a terrible scream, the flying sword was raised high, bringing up a cloud of gray smoke, and the stick on the ground suddenly reverted to a human form, covering its buttocks and tumbling out.

The flying sword erupted with red light throughout its body, trembling violently in Yang Ling's hand.

"Di~!"

"Warning, energy is out of range, warning ......"

A piece of information appeared in Yang Ling's mind, and before he could react, the flying sword in his hand suddenly flashed out of his control.

"Choking~!"

The flying sword let out a clear roar in the air, and it grew to a length of seven or eight meters in the wind, and then a big turn slashed at him with a head and face.

~!

Yang Ling was so frightened that he screamed and hugged his head, and his body had already appeared hundreds of meters away in a flash, but the flying sword was faster, and it pierced through the space and appeared directly behind him in a flash.

Lao Tzu is really a cheap hand! The universe is super invincible and slutty.

At this time, Yang Ling wished that a few big-eared scrapers would whip him to death.

But at this time, he had no way to escape, there was no escape, a fierce aura had already locked him, and he had even felt a faint sting pain behind him, even if it was a meteor armor, it couldn't stop the power of this sword.

Yang Ling's figure flashed and reappeared a thousand meters away, but the flying sword was almost like a maggot on a tarsal bone, clinging to his back and slashing down.

"If you want to die, I have to bite you~!" Yang Ling turned around suddenly, and with a gray light and shadow in his hand, the Gou Chen flying sword flew up in the air.

"When~~"

A deafening sound roared like an ancient bell, and the entire mountain seemed to vibrate.

The two flying swords, one large and one small, collided together in the air, and the violent energy fluctuations were like the explosion of a nuclear bomb, scraping down a layer of the surrounding surface for thousands of kilometers, and the ice and snow stones were lifted by the air waves, and they were stirred out one by one.

However, before Yang Ling had time to rejoice, the huge flying sword bounced high, and then ...... Hacked down again.

Gou Chen Feijian didn't resist the second attack, and in Yang Ling's stunned expression, "Dangchang~!" fell to the ground.

Yang Ling wanted to cry and turned around and ran away again, Nima! Too much of a bully! )