Chapter 2001: Whoever wants to kill her, please kill me first (19 more)
Nine waves!
Then, Dong Guanghua retreated again and again. By the ninth wave, he had retreated more than 100 meters.
He still had the upper hand and was not injured.
"Yes, yes, you are more powerful than I imagined, which makes it more interesting. However, you will inevitably die after all."
Dong Guanghua laughed loudly, but he was still a little shocked in his heart.
In fact, Nangong Wan'er's combat prowess is not much worse than him.
Being so powerful and still so young, he is indeed a monster.
No wonder he was attracted by Du Qingchen.
Dong Guanghua sighed in his heart.
Nangong Wan'er's face looked a little ugly, but she still did not retreat. The sword in her body appeared again and she said coldly: "Killing me is not an easy task. At least, I will make you pay a heavy price."
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"As long as I can kill you, I am willing to pay any higher price. Besides, you may not have that ability."
After saying that, Dong Guanghua stepped forward again and slashed out with his sword.
A ray of light swept toward Nangong Wan'er again.
His sword strike was similar to Nangong Wan'er's previous sword strike. He saw countless sword lights, which seemed to form a sword net, blocking Nangong Wan'er Fu He's escape route.
A flash of shock flashed in Nangong Wan'er's eyes. As soon as she unfolded the long sword in her hand, countless rays of brilliance also spewed out.
She was enveloped in sword light.
After a while, the brilliance disappeared.
Nangong Wan'er was still standing where she was, but there was already a sword wound on her shoulder.
The wound was not deep, but blood spilled out, and a piece of his sleeve was cut.
She finally lost.
There was blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and there was also a wound on Nangong Wan'er's back. The wound was very deep and had already damaged her internal organs.
But she still stood tall, with a fighting spirit on her face.
"Nangong Wan'er, you can't escape today, you will definitely die here!"
Dong Guanghua said with some pride.
"I am not comparable to the monks like Han Cheng. Except for the city lord, even Mu Jiangdong is not my opponent."
No wonder he can defeat Nangong Wan'er.
It turns out that he is actually so strong.
Nangong Wan'er said coldly: "Then come and fight to the death!"
The aura on her body became violent again, this was a desperate rhythm.
I saw nine Nascent Souls floating above her head.
Moreover, every Nascent Soul seems to have taken in enough breath, giving people a bulging feeling.
Is this going to self-destruct?
Do you want to fight yourself desperately even if you don't mind blowing yourself up?
Dong Guanghua's face became very ugly.
"Do you think you can hurt me by blowing yourself up?"
"How about you try!"
Nangong Wan'er sneered: "I said, even if I die, I will make you a backer. At least, I will make you pay a heavy price!"
He had never seen such a crazy woman before. Dong Guanghua's brows knitted together tightly.
He is weighing the pros and cons.
After a while, he suddenly discovered that Nangong Wan'er's aura was not as strong as before.
Huh?
Injured?
He suddenly woke up and couldn't help laughing: "I almost fell into your trap. You are seriously injured now, but you are just at the end of my strength. I will not come forward. I will stand here and wait for your injury."
When it gets serious, I can just kill you with one sword, why bother fighting you?"
As soon as Nangong Wan'er heard this, her breath became much weaker, and the Nascent Soul above her head was also absorbed into her body. She fell rapidly, then turned around and ran towards the dense forest.
After Dong Guanghua realized what he was doing, he chased after her and shouted, "There is no way you can get rid of me. You can't escape today."
Nangong Wan'er didn't say anything, she didn't want to waste her energy.
She would never run away normally, but today's situation was special and she was not stupid, so how could she really seek death.
The point is, if you can't even try to pull the other party's back, it's better to run away quickly, at least there is a glimmer of hope.
She figured out the direction and ran towards Xiaowai Murong Xue's residence.
It's just that it's too far away, hundreds of kilometers away, and it will take at least ten minutes to travel. And now that she's injured, it'll probably take half an hour to get there.
This process, which I usually don’t realize, is like a passing year now.
In addition, Dong Guanghua, who was behind him, had a higher level of cultivation than her, so it would be quite difficult for her to escape.
Sure enough, within five minutes, Dong Guanghua realized that he was running in this direction towards Murong Xue. He immediately accelerated, passed Nangong Wan'er, and stopped her again.
"If you want to escape, you have no chance."
Here is a canyon.
Nangong Wan'er's face turned a little pale, and there were beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.
She stared at him with a gloomy face and said, "Come on then. If you want to kill me, do it quickly."
"Don't worry, I will kill you slowly. Don't worry, you will die today!"
"Whoever wants to kill her, kill me first!"
A sound suddenly came from a distance, and a small black dot flew towards us from the distant sky.
Dong Guanghua's expression changed drastically and he was about to draw his sword.
A ray of sword light shot towards Nangong Wan'er, and at the same time, Dong Guanghua's body also rushed forward.
He wanted a quick victory.
Because he knew who was coming.
Nangong Wan'er tried her best to dodge. However, although she escaped the vital point, her left arm was injured by the sword light again. A sword wound almost severed her left arm.
The wound was full of blood.
Nangong Wan'er quickly stopped the bleeding and fell to the ground.
She couldn't hold on any longer.
Dong Guanghua wounded her with a sword, but he still refused to give up and used the sword again.
Unfortunately, this time, Dong Guanghua has no chance.
Because that dark shadow had already fallen in front of Nangong Wan'er.
boom!
The sword light was knocked back with one punch, but the next moment, thousands of sword lights appeared in the night sky like meteors, shooting towards the two of them from the sky.
This black shadow is naturally Du Qingchen.
Standing in front of Nangong Wan'er, his face was very ugly, and he did not dodge or kill the opponent immediately.
The spiritual armor lit up all over his body, and a light shield surrounded the two of them.
The thousands of sword lights falling down finally only shattered the shield, but could not hurt the two of them.
Du Qingchen turned around, squatted down, quickly tapped a few fingers on Nangong Wan'er's body, and took out a pill and fed it to her.
"You take a rest first and leave the rest to me. I will definitely avenge you. I will kill whoever wants to kill you. I will not let anyone who wants to hurt you live. Moreover, I will let him
He died a tragic death!"
Du Qingchen spoke every word as if he was swearing.
Nangong Wan'er nodded, with a flash of excitement in her eyes, a smile on her lips, and her heart settled down.
She sat cross-legged and began to perform exercises to heal her injuries.
Du Qingchen, on the other hand, had turned around, looked at Dong Guanghua not far away, and said faintly: "Why don't you run away?"