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Chapter 184: Missing

Chapter 183: Happy

He was angry and filled with strong reluctance, but with a howl of pain, he began to escape.

The clearer the shadow of Gu Liren was in his heart, the more he understood that this was not the time to fight.

Gu Li people will die in such a siege and killing of ants eating elephants, so he will naturally die.

He felt that he could definitely escape.

When his painful howling sounded like thunder, his figure was already behind the courtyard.

Behind this courtyard is a small river, and on the other side of the river is a piece of farmland. Not far behind the farmland, there are more than ten farmhouses.

His voice was like thunder, but his figure was like the wind.

He flew out of the yard, stepped on the water toes, and a crystal splashed on the water surface. Instead of sinking into the water, his figure flew towards the farmland more quickly.

When the ripples caused by the waves pushed the water plants by the river, he was already in the farmland.

A crystal clear air mass surged under his feet, and a powerful force was surging inside. When this force exploded, it would throw his body away again.

However, at this moment, a piece of dry mud in the farmland cracked.

This ball of dry mud seemed to be ripped by his energy, and it was not noticeable at all.

But in the next moment, with a sneer, a sword light flying out of it instantly pierced into He Xi's left leg, directly cutting the blood in his thigh.

A wave of blood surged out of He Xi's thighs like an explosion.

boom!

The air mass that could have been extremely skillfully controlled exploded in disorder. He Xi threw it out like a wooden stake and fell into the farmland.

He Xi's mouth and nose were covered with soil, rotten vegetable leaves, and his own blood.

He felt like his face was filled with a ball of rotten dough full of various strange smells, but at this moment, he still roared hysterically, "How many people are there... Bashan Sword Field... How many young people are there like you!"

He really struggles to understand.

He obviously just wanted to escape. A strong man on the sword weapon list, facing these young sword masters whose true essence is far from him, had just wanted to escape. However, who would have thought that in such a farmland, he would have been so ill-fated.

There is also a sword like this waiting for him!

He had seen the pale spark before, and a very sinister flying sword. Whether it was the sword master who used the spark sword and the extremely sinister flying sword, his grasp of the timing was outrageous, but the same was true for the flying sword hidden in this farmland!

Such a young swordsman is rare in daily life. Over the years, he has never seen a young practitioner who gives him such a feeling in the Korean army. However, today, so many people have appeared here again and again!

No one answered his question.

The flying sword hidden in the soil chased after him without hesitation and stabbed hard from behind him.

puff!

The moment a ball of blood mist surged out on his abdomen, a pale spark in the sky fell at this moment.

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He Xi's body had just bounced up from the ground, and his left hand weakly covered the wound on his abdomen. At this moment, this spark hit the back of his neck with great accuracy.

The flesh and blood on his entire neck was instantly destroyed.

His head fell down.

His body, which lost his head, was like a piece of rotten wood falling to the ground.

No one can survive after losing his head.

Seeing the death of the strong man on the sword weapon list, Wang Jingmeng laughed.

His teeth were very white, like a wolf's teeth flashing with cold light, but the next moment, his teeth showed redness, and with a puff, a cloud of blood mist also poured out of his mouth.

His body shaking, but he still stopped.

In this battle, one person always needs to face He Xi's attack and become a shield that resists the opponent's sharpest spear. He relies on the grinding stone sword technique to perfectly become this shield, and even directly breaks the opponent's sword talisman method. However, the realm of true essence is too far different. In such a battle, his internal organs have actually been seriously damaged.

However, he never showed it.

In such a battle, what he let He Xi see is accuracy and stability, and even coldness.

That's why He Xi quickly lost his fighting spirit and died simply.

The result of forcibly suppressing the injury was that the injury broke out even more violently. The injuries he suffered this time were much more serious than the injuries he suffered last time. But at this time, he looked at Yan Xinlan beside him and Lin Zhujiu walking not far away.

Listening to Ye Xinhe's footsteps in the streets behind him, he felt extremely at ease and pleasure.

There was a sound of fierce horses running wildly on the road in the distance.

Three carriages galloped towards the village, and Zheng Xiu sat quietly in one of them.

Lin Zhuojiu took out a wine gourd and took a sip of the wine.

The wine is good wine, fragrant, but Lin Zhuojiu coughs.

He kept coughing out blood.

To defeat this powerful swordsman, even the strong men on the sword weapon list may have to pay a certain price, so they naturally cannot avoid it.

"Give me a few sips."

What he didn't expect was that Wang Jingmeng suddenly spoke and looked at him and said.

Lin Zhuojiu was a little stunned.

Because before that, he felt that Wang Jingmeng didn't like drinking at all.

What's more, drinking alcohol was not beneficial to him at all, given Wang Jingmeng's injuries at this time.

So he doubted his ears a little.

"I don't want to drink it normally, but now I want to drink it." Wang Jingmeng looked at him and nodded slowly. He slowly sat down and waited for the carriage that would arrive soon. "Wine is in my heart, and drunkenness is everywhere."

Lin Zhuojiu suddenly couldn't help laughing.

He walked to Wang Jingmeng and handed him the wine pot.

Wang Jingmeng took a big sip of wine, and felt that the liquid instantly burned like a ball of fire in his throat and stomach.

He started coughing again.

The coughing affected the injuries in his internal organs, and all his organs seemed to be about to burn.

However, he felt very happy.

He thought of Gu Liren's words when he persuaded him to learn swords with him.

Whether you like it or not, you are in the world.

In fact, until now, he still did not like the struggles in Changling and the power that people flocked to. However, if there are some things that he did not really experience, how could he know whether he really likes or dislikes?

What Gu Liren wanted to tell him was that the fireworks in this world were not as boring as he thought.
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