Chapter 45: Spring Breeze and Rain
Soul snatching leaves, a leaf snatching souls, exhausting the power and mystery of this move. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Tang Fengyue accidentally stumbled into a secret weapon trick by him, and when he saw the Hua sisters' eyes shining, he was so proud that he was dying.
However, he also knew that now was not the time to show off, so he called the two daughters and led them to kill outside.
Peng Xiaoer's hands were round, and the internal force was surging, getting rid of a few red-eyed dried corpses, and opening the way in front. The black-eyed dried corpses along the way had no enemies for him.
"Xiao Peng, I didn't expect your kung fu to be so high, don't I feel a disadvantage if I follow you?" Tang Fengyue asked while familiarizing herself with the casting method of the Soul Snatcher Leaf.
Peng Xiaoer smiled: "Xiao Peng is in his thirties this year, no matter how well he mixes, at most he will be an elder protector of a second-rate force." ”
"Mixing rivers and lakes, its own strength is important, but the platform is the most critical. Especially for people who have no background forces, unless they are really qualified against the sky, they can rely on powerful forces to survive. ”
Tang Fengyue glanced at him more. I didn't expect this guy with a sloppy horse and a middle two face to be able to say such a truth.
"You're not afraid, uncle's background is actually not as awesome as you think?"
"Hehe, that's also Xiao Peng's own vision, but since he agreed to follow his son, Xiao Peng will not regret it. ”
Tang Fengyue laughed: "Peng Xiaoer, one day you will be glad for what you said today." ”
The group slaughtered outward, like a sharp knife stabbing a long wound in the crowd of dried corpses.
Blood splattered, severed arms and stumps flying.
There were screams on both sides, and their limbs were torn off by the surging dry corpses, biting their bodies, and bleeding to death.
In just a few dozen breaths, dozens of people have died, and the situation is too miserable!
After Lin was interrupted, several Zhou Tian Realm powerhouses flew out, and behind them were a large wave of red-eyed dried corpses that were difficult to kill. The man in gray sneered and played the bamboo flute, causing the crowd of dried corpses to riot.
The sound of shouting and killing, screaming, and the clashing of weapons was endless. In the distance, the black fog rolled in, and the flowers and trees immediately withered and decayed at the touch of a button, which showed the fierceness of the poison.
But there are still some warriors, who take a break from their busy schedules to look back, looking at the direction of Qingque Lake full of madness and heat.
"Damn, I can't stop it, I have to take the first step. A master in the late stage of the Zhou Tian Realm slapped his palm, turned around and ran away frantically.
For a character in this realm, it is naturally impossible to wipe out all the corpses, but it is not a problem to escape alone.
As soon as this person left, the pressure on the remaining masters after the break increased greatly, and they all shouted and cursed.
"Alas, everything is providential, beyond human retrieval efforts, goodbye everyone. Another master saw that the situation was not right, and decisively withdrew.
As soon as the two left, a red-eyed corpse immediately rushed into the crowd in front of them, tearing their claws, and several young people screamed and fell in a pool of blood.
What Tang Fengyue heard in his ears and saw in his eyes was such a bloody scene. The little boy stepped into the rivers and lakes, and wanted to lean on the red and green, angry horses and fresh clothes, but at this time he realized the cruel side of the rivers and lakes.
Blood, blooming in the sun. Life is harvested here in patches.
Only strong force and extraordinary courage can fight a world in this beautiful and dangerous soil!
Tang Fengyue's eyes shone brightly, and there was a breath of qi stirring in his chest, and the green leaves turned into meteor green rays, which were thrown out by him piece by piece.
If you are careful, you will find that his movements are getting faster and faster, his posture is becoming more and more graceful, and the lethality caused by each green leaf is also increasing.
After a burst of fighting, Tang Fengyue was colored. There is blood flowing out of the arms, chest, back, etc. Under the protection of him and Peng Xiaoer, the Hua sisters were not injured.
The two women saw all this in their eyes, and a complicated warm current surged in their hearts.
Hua Haitang shouted: "Tang Fengyue, this girl doesn't need your protection, you take care of yourself." ”
Hua Lily said softly: "Brother Tang, leave us alone." ”
Both girls remembered their previous conflict with the Changchun Courtyard. At that time, because of Lin Yuanfeng's threat, they watched the young man fight against Zhang Silou, who was far superior to him.
Looking at Tang Fengyue's appearance of forgetting life and death for them now, she was ashamed and ashamed in her heart, and she also felt the young man's strong affection for them.
Tang Fengyue didn't speak, her movements were still so firm, leaving the second daughter with a resolute and upright back.
"Ahh
The poisonous mist that erupted from the Qingque Sword finally hit, and in an instant, many people were covered in black, and then collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The dry corpse is just a puppet, which has lost its vital characteristics, but is not afraid of the poisonous fog at all, and the more he kills, the more courageous he becomes.
For a time, many people looked desperate.
Even if it is a sword whisper and a tiger, a young man like the third son of the Gu family, his face is pale, and he feels that death is coming.
Tang Fengyue coughed up blood and was hit one after another under the siege of the dried corpses. As for the Hua sisters, they were ordered by him to protect Peng Xiaoer well, and they were about to break out of the encirclement.
Bang!
Tang Fengyue's left shoulder was pierced by the dried corpse's thin claws, but she gritted her teeth, turned around and waved her hand to cut off the head of the dried corpse.
"Brother Tang!"
The flower lily not far away screamed, and her pretty face turned pale. Begonias are also silver teeth. Unfortunately, the dried corpse quickly blocked their view, and the young man finally disappeared.
Peng Xiaoer's complexion changed, and he drew a Tai Chi ring in his hand, and the power of both rigidity and softness rotated in the void, causing waves of killing.
"Hahaha, this seat has worked hard and secretly refined thousands of dried corpses, so you can enjoy it. As for the Qingque Sword, it is naturally from this seat. The man in gray stood on the sidelines, quietly watching the killing scene, and a smile of excitement rose on the corner of his mouth.
Dried corpses continued to pour into the crowd, killing life after life. The black mist is also spreading rapidly, devouring lives.
Everyone is in danger!
Tang Fengyue was under siege, and all she saw were bone-like dried corpses, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Damn, let your surname Tang be a hero, now it's okay, even your life is going to be lost.
It's really unwilling to think about it, after all, he has been a human being in two lives, and he hasn't even taken off the shameful hat of a virgin, it's too much of a failure.
"No, the grand cause of tasting the beauties of the world has not yet been realized, how can I die, isn't it cheaper for other men?"
Tang Fengyue's eyes lit up with raging flames, constantly urging the internal force, casting the 'Soul Snatching Leaf' in his hand, and running the ultimate third form of the Sky Wind Trick under his feet-invisible.
The so-called formlessness is the merger of the body and the void, and the speed is fast enough to blind the perception of the human eye. This third form, Tang Fengyue can only use it for a short time, otherwise it will consume his internal strength.
I saw a phantom flash, Tang Fengyue's body seemed to disappear, and in the dense group of dried corpses, he shuttled twenty meters away, and he was about to break through.
A red-eyed corpse stretched out his hand and slapped his palm, blocking his way!
Tang Fengyue yelled badly, was beaten and staggered back, and was immediately surrounded by dry corpses around him, almost without the strength to cast the 'Soul Snatching Leaf', and he was about to die.
Rumble!
A strong storm hit, and a scar-faced man came with three crippled people to sweep away the dried corpses around Tang Fengyue.
There are four shortages in the rivers and lakes.
"Tang Shaoxia, you go first. ”
Scar lifted Tang Fengyue and threw him far away. At the same time, a soft internal force was transmitted into Tang Fengyue's body, soothing his dark wounds.
"The spring breeze and rain of Sanssouci Valley. ”
Tang Fengyue turned her head, just in time to see that the man with the scar secretly passed on his skills in order to save himself, and his new power was not born, and he was slapped by a red-eyed dry corpse, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
What's worse is that the black mist hit, and the unsuspecting scar was invaded by the poison of the black mist, and his face suddenly turned gray and black, and his burly body was shaky.