The terrifying smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the protagonist who caused this huge damage.

Long Beiyue was seriously injured and fell to the ground. His clothes were cracked, almost naked, and his mouth was still spitting blood.

He is actually on the verge of death now, and he is still breathing a sigh of relief because the blood of the oolong is still protecting his heart and maintaining the last bit of vitality.

When he saw Zhu Yuankui again, he fell aside, but he quickly got up. Although he could still stand up, he was seriously injured. A wound that was more than one meter long started from his forehead and reached his lower abdomen, and the end of the wound was already deep and bones could be seen.

Moreover, his thick upper body as thick as the God of War in the Basin National Toilet, Ma Dongxi, was covered with scars. This wound that almost killed him even seriously injured his eyes. His right eye was destroyed, and his left eye could only see things, but he might have been almost blind! If he hadn't escaped with his rich combat experience at the last critical moment, and shattered part of his physical strength, he might have died and died now!

After all, this is a full-strength attack from a foundation-building master, and it is an inevitable state. He counterattacked in a daze. With such a series of mistakes, he can still be in such a state, relying so much as his monstrous physical strength to support him! Even if he saved his life now, the body-protecting magic spell on his body was shattered, and even the strong physical strength was slowly passing away. He was seriously injured now, and he might be less than 40% of the peak.

"Long Beiyue, I must kill you today!"

Zhu Yuankui had completely lost his mind at this time, and roared towards the sky, like an angry giant bear, desperately striking towards Long Beiyue.

At this time, Long Beiyue was still lying on the ground, awake, but his whole body could not even turn his eyes.

The meridians were broken and the dantian was broken. Even if the blood of the Wulong protects the heart and is slowly repairing various damaged bodies, it will take at least more than a month, which can not be relieved in a few minutes now! Now he can't even raise his spiritual energy at all, so he can only close his eyes and wait for death! “Long Beiyue, die!”

Zhu Yuankui's roar was already in his ears! Just as Long Beiyue closed his eyes in despair, a figure suddenly fell from the sky.

"Zhu Yuankui, do you still know who I am!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded.

Zhu Yuankui's eyes were blind and his ears were almost deaf, and he had no idea who the other party was. Although he knew that the other party must be bad, his brain had become muddy at this time and was completely controlled by the anger in his heart.

No one has ever hurt him to this point! And he is a young boy, he is even more embarrassed and angry.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill Long Beiyue and avenge himself! "I was still a little tricky when I was in full swing, but now you are at the end of your strength. You dare to hurt me, the ten gods of the Martial Arts Temple. I will come and kill you by my elder brother's order!"

At this moment, Zhu Yuankui suddenly realized who the other party was. He opened his mouth and shouted in a vague manner with his broken tongue: "Shang Ang (Chapter)?

!”

"Die!"

The Eight God stood in the sky, put his palms together and separated again, as if he pushed apart an ancient scroll. As his palms were pushed apart, a terrifying vortex was rising.

At this time, Zhu Yuankui also felt something was wrong. He pulled his legs into the air and used a fatal blow to the other party! But it was too late.

The vortex of Eight God's palm gradually condensed, and a huge wind blade swept across, greeting Zhu Yuankui's full punch! "Destroy!"

A momentum that seemed to destroy the world broke directly from the sky to the earth, as if a giant who could break the sky inserted an invisible knife into the earth. A dazzling light burst out completely from the intersection of heaven and earth, instantly covering the surrounding plants and trees dozens of miles of radius, and all buildings and even land were swept away.

A few seconds later, the light slowly disappeared into the sky, and the Eight Gods landed gracefully from the sky. Zhu Yuankui, who was killed, dragged a huge body from the sky and smashed vertically to the ground like a giant beast! At this time, Long Beiyue, who was still alive, looked at this scene, and the shock in his heart was simply indescribable.

Too strong, really too strong! “Brother Ten, can you stand it?”

Eighthshen hurried to Long Beiyue's side, grabbed Long Beiyue's wrist, and a stream of huge and pure spiritual energy poured into Long Beiyue's body, but this crossing made Eighthshen's heart suddenly cold.

The spiritual energy given to Long Beiyue by the Eight God Ferry did not stay in Long Beiyue's body for a moment, and then instantly dissipated between heaven and earth, and could not enter Long Beiyue's body at all! Eight God looked closely and saw that Long Beiyue's meridians were completely broken, and even his dantian had been shattered. How could there be no channels and containers for the spiritual energy not leaking?

It can’t tolerate spiritual energy, how to heal the wounds! “Beiyue, Beiyue!”

A burning heat came from the sky. It was Ning Xiaofan who had just killed Si Yutang and rushed to help the battle after resting for a while.

Ning Xiaofan heard Long Beiyue say that the Martial Arts Hall would deal with the other eight descending masters. He didn't know if the Martial Arts Hall would come out to help Long Beiyue, so he came to help the battle.

"We're all late."

Eighthshen slowly stood up and looked at Ning Xiaofan and said, his voice regaining its calmness.

"What did you say?

!”

Ning Xiaofan was like five thunders, and hurriedly ran over to see. He had sharp eyes and had much richer combat experience than Long Beiyue. He could tell at a glance that Long Beiyue was seriously injured at this time.

"In his current state, even if he has the blood of the erotic blood, he can only barely protect his heart and cannot save his life.

If my elder brother is present now, he might be saved, but he is fighting in Baowan now, alas..." Yaji sighed, and it was also a true expression of love.

Ning Xiaofan glanced at him a few times, and naturally could see that there was a brand hidden under his skin in his right arm. Looking at the words, his identity was about to emerge: "Are you the Eight Gods of the Martial Slayer Palace?"

"yes.

Who are you?"

"Ning Xiaoyao."

"I just killed Ning Xiaoyao from Si Yutang, who was the first-level Jindan, in Tang Ming Palace?"

Eight God was a little surprised, "If you hadn't killed Si Yutang and caused Zhu Yuankui's incomprehension, maybe the Tenth Brother would have been dead now.

However, he could only live a few more minutes, that's all."
Chapter completed!