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She said that she had a way to save her life, she didn't want to interfere with Tang Fengyue's battle, and she would come back to him at any time to see if he was dead.

Tang Fengyue knew that there were endless strange techniques on her, and she didn't worry too much about it anymore.

Footsteps approached in the distance, and Yingying's murderous aura struck.

"Come here, everyone, this son is here!"

Several Demon Sect disciples saw Tang Fengyue sitting on the ground in the rock pile, and immediately shouted excitedly.

Tang Fengyue jumped up and swept with a shot.

Bang.

Several Demon Sect disciples flew out, and the surrounding figures rioted and rushed one after another.

Tang Fengyue turned around and ran.

His injuries had just recovered about a hundred percent, and he didn't even breathe, and he was once again facing a dangerous life-and-death pursuit.

Knowing that Tang Fengyue was a 'spy of the cave heaven in the mountain', the people in this place of the demon gate went crazy, and gradually formed an encirclement, slowly compressing Tang Fengyue in the most center.

"Find a way to hold this person back, and I'll arrive right away. ”

Seeing the signal flare in the sky, a purple-faced man shouted.

He is one of the three altar masters of the Demon Gate Front Sect here, and the people of the rivers and lakes are called the Purple-Faced Wind Knife, and his cultivation is at the high level of the Innate Realm.

At the same time, the other two altar masters, Granny Jin Ye and Cangshan Ghost Elder, also rushed towards the direction where the signal flare erupted. The cultivation of the two of them is only stronger than the Wind Knife.

In the big cloud mountain, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

Tang Fengyue held a spear in his hand, swept through the length, picked up a group of demon disciples along the way, and headed towards the steep mountains and dense jungles.

At the moment, he is too badly injured, and the best thing to do is to find a hidden place and fight while recuperating.

Flat to jungle, 100 meters away.

Dense Demon Sect disciples blocked above this hundred meter distance.

A tragic killing began.

"Domineering!"

This shot is extremely exhausting, but the effect is also very obvious. Tang Fengyue smashed out with a shot, and more than a dozen people were suddenly emptied in front of him, and he stepped forward.

He couldn't let himself be trapped, otherwise in his current state, he wouldn't be able to dodge the hidden knife.

Rush forward, rush forward, never look back.

Tang Fengyue had nine lives and one death step at his feet, and the shadow of the gun in his hand continued. Every shot would splatter blood and a corpse would fall.

The swords and swords on both sides overlapped, like a white wave, making it difficult to dodge.

He was quickly stabbed several times, and blood was dripping from his body.

The pain spread to his senses. The hand was more steady, and the gun was sprinkled with blood again.

The crowds are getting denser and denser.

Tang Fengyue's speed of rushing forward couldn't compare to the speed at which the crowd converged towards him.

The disciples of the Demon Sect were red-eyed, and with the large number of people, they were all violent, not afraid of death, and attacked Tang Fengyue.

After a few rounds of attacks, Tang Fengyue was almost drowned in the crowd.

A martial arts master is just a human after all. Even in the heyday of Tang Fengyue, it was not easy to fight a bloody way out of such encirclement.

Not to mention now.

Tang Fengyue's breath was not smooth, and the speed and strength of the gun were decreasing every moment. To make matters worse, his injuries are getting worse. It was restored to one percent before, but at this time, not to mention recovery, it has been aggravated!

"Hahaha, brothers work harder, this kid is finally going to die. ”

"Don't kill him, just spare him a breath, it's okay to chop off his limbs. ”

The disciples of the Demon Sect seemed to see the dawn of victory, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their swords were even more powerful.

Tang Fengyue was really a little desperate.

The verdant forest in the distance is still tens of meters away. The distance that usually jumps over is like a moat at this time, separated by life and death.

Laugh at.

A demon disciple saw the opportunity and stabbed Tang Fengyue in the shoulder with a sword, which was deeply visible. The other man held the knife and slashed at his other hand with a sinister smile.

This knife was slashed, and Tang Fengyue's arm was gone.

Scenes are staggered in front of him, and finally freeze on the scene of Yang Xiaohuan slashing himself off with a knife.

Suddenly, Tang Fengyue felt boundless anger and war intent in her heart.

The hero laughs at the common people, and his life is geometrically slaughtered. Blood spattered three feet forward, don't lose the villain's hands.

Tang Fengyue is not a hero, but compared to the group of villains in front of him, he would rather die in the hands of the gloomy and violent Yang Xiaohuan. Since Yang Xiaohuan can't kill him, how can this group of people?!

With a long roar, Tang Fengyue's spears were in a row, like a white dragon roaring, cutting through the blue sky of Dayun Mountain.

"Ahh

In a shocked scream, Tang Fengyue's white clothes were stained with blood, and she rushed forward four or five steps, and at her feet were more than a dozen bloody corpses of demon sect disciples.

Fight and fight, fight until the blood is exhausted and do not bow your head. Kill, kill, kill until the green mountains are red.

Tang Fengyue's breath was restrained, his steps were continuous, the spear in his hand was waving, and there were constantly demon disciples falling to the ground in front of him.

"Can't let this kid go......"

"Brothers, behead him, behead him!"

Seeing that Tang Fengyue was going crazy and more powerful than before, the disciples of the Demon Sect were also completely furious, regardless of it, and greeted Tang Fengyue with a desperate killing move.

In Tang Fengyue's consciousness, there is no victory or defeat, no life or death. The internal force in his dantian was almost dry, and he was completely supported by an astonishing perseverance, and he instinctively waved his arms.

In the dark, a little bit of inexplicable power poured out from all over his body, and finally poured into his dantian.

This power is exactly the same as the power that gushes out when he was pierced by Yunmeng's real gold needles in the World Outside Villa.

The only difference is that the original power was used for external objects by the method of fishing with all its might. At this time, all this power was fed back to the dantian.

Potential, endless potential.

In an instant of life and death, the cowardly screams and waits for death, and only the brave can stand out and be glorified in blood.

At the most dangerous time, Tang Fengyue was stabbed nineteen times in a row, and he was bleeding everywhere.

His footsteps staggered, but his marksmanship became more and more steady. The inexplicable surging power made him cherish it very much, and he didn't dare to use his unique killing moves at will.

His spear was stabbed straight back and forth, horizontally, diagonally resisted, and vertically slashed...... But it was this simple action that showed the power of killing at this time.

Tang Fengyue's consciousness became clearer and clearer.

With the continuous operation of the battle demon body, he even relied only on the strength of his physical body to kill a bloody path among a group of demon disciples with good skills.

Basic gun momentum, as long as it is used well, it can also defeat the strong with weakness!

Tang Fengyue gradually understood.

The simpler the move, the more straightforward it is.

The road to simplicity.

Snort.

Tang Fengyue is like a bloody devil, invincible in the crowd. As time passed, his momentum grew, and the figure seemed to become one with the gun.

Those Demon Sect disciples who blocked were often just about to make a move, Tang Fengyue was very simple, but an unstoppable shot had already penetrated their bodies.

"Hell this kid is the devil!"

"Why can't you kill, why?!"

The disciples of the Demon Sect shouted, their faces crazy and hideous. This kid was obviously seriously injured, why did he still have such terrifying lethality?

Tang Fengyue was just a straight stab back and forth, such a simple gun move, but he was killed by him to create a bloody way.

It's close to the woods.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

"Die!"

Tang Fengyue concentrated his spirit and shot at a supernatural speed, nailing a congenital Demon Sect disciple to death in mid-air.

The people around were stunned.

They didn't feel the fluctuation of internal force from Tang Fengyue.

Could this kid, with just the power of his physical body, kill a young master of the innate realm?

How is this possible?!

Tang Fengyue coughed up blood non-stop, her injuries were more serious, and her momentum was stronger. Laughing, plunged into the dense forest.

After a pause, the disciples of the Demon Gate followed in with a wild scream.

"Man and gun in one, good friend, your qualifications are more and more surprising to Mengzhen. ”

In the distance, Yun Mengzhen hid behind a boulder, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the three Demon Gate Altar Masters arrived at the scene, they only saw dead corpses on the ground, and blood stained the ground red.

"Terrible, terrible. These wounds were clearly fatal with a single shot. I heard that the kid was already injured, why did he kill so many people?"

Granny Jinhua's old face was shocked.

The old ghost of Cangshan smiled: "The stronger he is, the better, so that there is pleasure in killing." ”

As the two spoke, the purple-faced Wind Knife had already rushed into the woods in front of them.

In the woods, the vegetation is towering, and the sun is dim.

Tang Fengyue dragged the blood on the ground, turned left and right, and finally rested against a giant tree hugged by several people.

He didn't dare to have a trace of slackness at all, even if he was so tired that he wanted to die immediately, he still held on to his luck, and at the same time, his spiritual power was scattered around, paying attention to the wind and grass.

The blood slowly dried up.

The mysterious power that poured into the dantian fused with the nascent internal force, making Tang Fengyue's internal force improve.

He is obviously a half-step congenital, but his innate true qi has not increased, but the acquired true qi is skyrocketing. This is another solid foundation and another leap of the limit.

Break through the Extreme!

Birds chirped, and in the cold wind, the murderous aura hit again.

Tang Fengyue immediately picked up a gun and ran.

In the next few days, he wandered on the edge of life and death, shuttling through the dense forest, and ascending in the killing.

He was like a ghost, constantly strangling the disciples of the Demon Sect who attacked him.

Several times, he was almost exhausted, and he didn't want to move anymore, so he just squeezed himself with an amazing will.

Streams of potential exploded, turned into power, and poured into his dantian.

The acquired innocence continues to condense and strengthen.

There were also a few times when he felt three incomparably terrifying auras lock on to him, and those were three innate high-level masters.

He was hit by the palm wind, his bones were broken, his tendons were broken, he vomited blood, and he almost died on the spot. Relying on the last strength, the cover of the dense forest, narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

Tang Fengyue was on the verge of death, hovering between life and death every moment.

But his acquired strength has been continuously enhanced. Even the innate true qi the size of a grain of rice began to slowly increase.

On the fourth day, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

The limit cannot really be crossed infinitely, if it exceeds the body's tolerance limit, there is only a dead end.

At the last moment, Tang Fengyue exchanged one hundred and fifty points for a healing elixir to the system.

The entrance of the holy medicine, several pranayama, and the injury recovered.

Rumble!

An aura of terror erupted from his body that had never been seen before. The innocence in the dantian is extremely condensed, and the majestic power in the flesh makes him not vent his unhappiness.

Tang Fengyue had a feeling that his strength had increased dramatically at this time.

This is not over, the innate true qi in the dantian suddenly ran extremely fast, showing the hunger and thirst of a long whale absorbing water, frantically absorbing the essence of heaven and earth around it.

There is no need for Tang Fengyue to deliberately urge, his realm can no longer be suppressed, and he will break through the innate nature.

The so-called continuous breakthrough of the extreme realm, in the end, is it the automatic ascension of the realm? Tang Fengyue didn't have time to think about it, and immediately got up and ran.

He wants to find a quiet place first, break through the innate nature, and then come back to surprise the Demon Gate! )