The sixth volume, the eighty-seventh chapter, serious injury and catastrophe
"Puff!" Fang Yunchu spitted blood, pulled Lan Xiaoyue upside him, and looked at the dozens of high-level martial emperors around him, with a very heavy face.
"Hmph! Kill!" Wang Ping took the people from Mori Villa first to kill. Seeing this, the others also launched violent attacks on Fang Yunchu and the others who were seriously injured on the ground.
The tricks that a group of masters have made are extremely hot. Some of the surrounding trees exploded directly before they even touched the attacks, but they can imagine the power of those tricks.
Fang Yunchu quickly thought about countermeasures. Now they could not avoid these attacks or stop them.
Then, Fang Yunchu stood up with a firm look on his face, and his fighting spirit was still full of fighting spirit.
"No!" Lan Xiaoyue exclaimed when she saw it, and stood up strongly, trying to face the enemy side by side with Fang Yunchu.
"Huh!" The green spear of the Qinglong before appeared in Fang Yunchu's hand, and then he blocked it first and stabbed many gun shadows at the sword and palm shadow in front.
"Aowu!" The gun was as if it was alive, and it actually emitted a dragon roar, extremely majestic.
"Bang bang bang" The gun shadows collided wildly with the attacks made by everyone, and then they exploded. Then many attacks hit the green spear directly. The green spear roared sadly and was bent by 90 degrees. Fortunately, the green spear was tougher and did not break. However, the green spear became dimmer and had no spiritual energy. The green spear seemed to be injured.
Like the previous White Tiger Armor, Qingspit was severely damaged and could not exert any power. It was not much stronger than an ordinary spiritual soldier. Moreover, Fang Yunchu was used to attacking with his fists and feet before, but he didn't think of Qingspit for a while. Even if he remembered it now, it was actually not very useful.
Then, Fang Yunchu harbored his spear in front of his chest and blocked the remaining attacks. Fang Yunchu directly withdrew many steps, and the green spear also wailed. Fang Yunchu directly took the green spear into the space wrist guard. After a few more shots, the green spear spirit would be killed and dissipated.
"Yunchu!" Lan Xiaoyue held Fang Yunchu backing, full of worry.
"Hmph! Crush the mountains and rivers!" Wang Ping was furious when he saw Fang Yunchu's seriously injured body blocking everyone's attacks. He waved his sword again and slashed his violent trick.
Seeing this, the others were also very upset and fought fierce attacks one after another.
Fang Yunchu was still going up to intercept him, but Lan Xiaoyue pushed Fang Yunchu back, and this time she stopped him.
"The sky is full of flowers!" Lan Xiaoyue shouted lightly, and the dense rain of flowers was swept over, covering everyone.
But these people are not the Martial Kings of the past. These are old immortals who have been famous for many years. The attacks of these people quickly dispersed Hua Yu, but many attacks were actually deviated a little. The tricks they used before were actually changed in Hua Yu. Hua Yu really had some mysterious formations.
Lan Xiaoyue then swung her sword quickly to resist the remaining attack.
"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, Lan Xiaoyue was directly bombed out and fell to the ground in the distance, spraying blood in her mouth.
"Demon Flame Palm!" Lin Yan immediately waved a big trick at Lan Xiaoyue who was lying on the ground.
I saw a small flame palm slapped directly at Lan Xiaoyue. The flame palm was deep red, very weird, and very hot. Before the palm arrived, Lan Xiaoyue and Fang Yunchu felt the heat, and the flame palm also had a evil aura, which seemed to be very poisonous.
Lan Xiaoyue wanted to dodge and resist, but it was too late for a while.
"Xiaoyue!" Fang Yunchu quickly stopped him, and then wanted to punch the flame palm. If it was highly poisonous, it would be better for him to face it. His golden blood restrained the poison.
"Bang!" However, before Fang Yunchu's fist was swung out, the magic flame palm hit Fang Yunchu's chest. Fang Yunchu flew backwards and hit Lan Xiaoyue behind him. Fang Yunchu's chest turned fiery red, leaving a deep palm print, and the blood that Fang Yunchu spit turned black and red, and Fang Yunchu's body also became hot.
In the whole process, in Lan Xiaoyue's eyes, the magic flame palm came in an instant, but Fang Yunchu directly blocked him and blocked the magic flame palm with his body. Lan Xiaoyue's heart hurts...
"Yunchu, you..." Lan Xiaoyue hugged Fang Yunchu, but before she could say anything, the people in front of her attacked violently again.
"Fire Cloud Sword!" Lin Yan waved his sword and used another unique move.
The same was true for Wang Ping and the others. Everyone took action together again, without any sympathy.
"Hmph!" Lan Xiaoyue's eyes were sharp, she let go of Fang Yunchu and stood up with her sword.
"Flying flowers...Puff...Zhu Yue!" Lan Xiaoyue ignored her injuries and backlash and took out a trick that could only be used in the Martial Emperor's realm. Blood was constantly flowing from her mouth, but her tricks were still formed.
The flower rain fell all over the sky again, and each of Huayu was carrying a small sword light. The attacks from afar could not break through the flower rain quickly. Then Huayu quickly merged together to form an extremely huge flower sword, which directly slashed at the people in front. The attacks of those people met the Huayu giant sword in an instant.
Lan Xiaoyue's strength has improved a lot now. Although she was seriously injured, she still shot all the "Flying Flowers and Zhu Yue". Her power is amazing. However, Lan Xiaoyue herself is not feeling well. She still suffered a violent backlash, but her eyes are still clear.
"Boom..." A violent collision occurred in front of him, and then the flower sword was still scattered and fell everywhere. Most of the attacks of those people were stopped. The remaining attacks fell to the place where Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue were staying, and knocked out many big pits that place.
However, there were no figures of Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue there.
Lin Yan, Wang Ping and others rushed over in one flash, but the surroundings were blurred, and Fang Yunchu and the others were gone.
Lan Xiaoyue and Fang Yunchu's strong will allowed them to seize the opportunity just now. At the moment when the flower sword was broken, they quickly escaped...
"Damn it!" Wang Ping shouted with an angry face.
"Hmph! If you hadn't caused trouble, my Liehuo Sect would have killed them long ago." Lin Yan snorted coldly, very unhappy.
"Hmph! Can your Fire Sect block the foil sword just now without any precaution?" Wang Ping snorted disdainfully, then ignored Lin Yan and shouted directly to the people behind him, "Chase!"
"Hmph!" Lin Yan looked at Wang Ping's back, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Next, the rest of the people chased after them, some people got into the ground, some people flashed into the woods deep, and some people flew into the night sky. Soon there were no figures on the previous land.
It was dark, and Lan Xiaoyue pulled Fang Yunchu and crawled out from the ground directly on a desolate mountain, and then both of them fell to the ground.
Lan Xiaoyue was backfired before, and she was seriously injured, but now she has run out of oil and has dried up. However, Fang Yunchu's condition was even worse. He had been subjected to the Magic Flame Palm before, which had a violent fire poison. Now Fang Yunchu's whole body is extremely hot and is about to be cooked. Fortunately, Fang Yunchu's physique is strong, so she barely died. However, Fang Yunchu's lips were chapped, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and the blood flowed out turned black and red, and the blood was extremely hot.
"Puff... Yunchu, Yunchu..." Lan Xiaoyue spitted blood, struggled to get up, hugged Fang Yunchu, and shouted anxiously.
"Um...he...hehe, it's okay..." Fang Yunchu squeezed out a smile with difficulty and said. But his body was not as okay as he said. The fire poison in the demon flame palm in his body was very domineering, much more domineering than the kiss of the God of the Underworld after the mutation. His golden blood could not resist it at all, and he even felt that he couldn't hold on for long.
"Why is it okay? That's... cough, the magic flame palm of the Fire Sect, and it was also produced by the ninth-level martial emperor Lin Yan. It is many times stronger than the kiss of the God of the Underworld... Woo..." Lan Xiaoyue said, tears falling down. They almost couldn't solve the kiss of the God of the Underworld last time. How can they...
"It's really... it's okay. You... are seriously injured, so hurry up and heal your injuries." Fang Yunchu said slowly.
"I..." Lan Xiaoyue heard it and wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking. She wanted to deliver internal strength to Fang Yunchu, but she didn't raise any internal strength at all, but instead vomited a mouthful of blood.
"I...puff...it's so useless. Originally... the one I should be in this magic flame palm..." Lan Xiaoyue said in tears.
"Ha...hehe, I'm... a battle body, I'm going to restrain the poison... it's okay..." Fang Yunchu said with a smile and difficulty.
"Woo woo..." Lan Xiaoyue hugged Fang Yunchu tightly and started crying.
"Hmm? By the way, we have obtained a lot of antidotes in the Martial King Realm before, so try it quickly?" Lan Xiaoyue suddenly thought of it and said anxiously.
"Okay." Fang Yunchu said, getting all the previous antidotes out of the space items.
Lan Xiaoyue looked at each one nervously, her hands trembled a little. Soon Lan Xiaoyue found a few bottles and fed them all for Fang Yunchu. However, Fang Yunchu vomited out black blood in one mouthful of it, but he vomited all the medicine.