Chapter seven hundred and ninety seventh take advantage of her illness, kill her
To deal with the enemy, as long as he can kill the opponent, Li Yan will use any method, no matter what method he uses, whether it is despicable or aboveboard, these have nothing to do with him.
Since Tian Xingzi wanted to take advantage of this short period of time, he naturally didn't know what was going to happen next.
Li Yan followed him like a shadow. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he was ejected. Using the "Feng Chongtian" movement technique, he rushed out despite the restriction.
Just when Zhu Luomu and others heard the noise and turned around to look around, a figure made a loud "Boom!" sound, approaching Yu Rong who was retreating, and the hill seemed to be shaken.
As soon as he got close, Li Yan punched out again.
Yu Rong finally reacted at this moment, and his consciousness quickly passed over the shadow that came towards him.
"Foundation-building monk!"
Now that Li Yan was facing Jin Dan's attack, how could he dare to hide his strength? The fluctuations in his spiritual power could no longer be concealed.
Feeling the incredible strength of Qi and blood in the opponent's body, Yu Rong quickly made a judgment in his mind.
"He's still a physical practitioner, with such a sinister face!"
Not only was this physical cultivator extremely strong, but the timing of the sneak attack just now was just right. It was exactly when he poured out a force to suppress the violent spiritual power inside the magic weapon.
He punched him at the point where his new power was just coming into being and the old power was about to disappear. Yuutani was choked in his heart in one breath, and his mind and body were greatly shocked.
As a result, whenever her spiritual power circulates in her veins, she will feel a burst of pain, which undoubtedly further reduces her strength.
The opponent just took one step and chased after him, as if the restriction in the sky did not exist.
This allowed Yu Rong to hastily mobilize part of his spiritual power to block in his busy schedule, but had no time to use spells to counterattack the opponent.
Yu Rong knew that as long as she blocked this attack and used her strength to distance herself, she would be able to make countless big holes in this body cultivator in just a split second.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and at the same time, the aura under her feet flashed rapidly, and she was ready to borrow the power of the opponent's attack in an instant.
She would not engage in a physical fight with a physical cultivator. Even if she had no need to fear with her golden elixir cultivation, she was now getting more injured, and the pain in her veins made her unwilling to do so.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise.
In the eyes of Zhu Luomu and others, they could see the golden elixir of the Cangyu Sect that already had a ferocious look on its face.
For a moment, his neck suddenly stretched forward, and his eyes suddenly protruded from his eye sockets, giving people the feeling that they wanted to burst out of their eyes.
At the same time, her body paused for a moment in the air, as if her spiritual energy had been scattered.
Just after this moment, a dazzling light burst out from where the opponent's arms crossed with a flat punch from the figure flying behind.
Then, I heard a series of "crack-crack-crack..." sounds of broken bones sounded continuously. The eyes of the Cangyu Sect's Golden Core cultivator were quickly filled with a look of unspeakable extreme pain.
The muscles on her face were simultaneously twisted to a position that was impossible to reach normally. In the eyes of Zhu Luomu and others, it was impossible to tell that it was a so-called face.
Then, she stretched her neck forward and flew backward at a faster speed.
But at this moment, the dazzling light had just dissipated, and everything happened so fast that Zhu Luomu gasped, and all the "Luo Xing Valley" disciples couldn't help but stir up a spiritual battle.
The golden elixir female cultivator of the Cangyu Sect looked quite miserable at the moment, with her crossed arms hanging down at a strange angle from her forearms.
Her elbows were still raised, but her two palms were hanging down on her lower abdomen.
What's even more frightening is that Yu Rong's originally very proud figure and towering breasts have now become a deep sunken valley, and her back is bulging high, like a hunchback.
Everyone can see that this figure not only shattered a pair of forearms of a golden elixir monk with one punch, but also continued to punch in with unabated strength, shattering all the solid sternum, leaving these broken bones
Pushed out of the back.
It's just that the two sides fought too quickly, so Zhu Luomu and others didn't know whether the two lumps on the chest of the golden elixir female cultivator of the Cangyu Sect were driven into the chest cavity, or whether they had been blown apart.
Everything was due to the speed being too fast, the physical force of the collision between the two sides being too great, and the fish being protected by spiritual power. The large amount of blood could not soak out immediately, but was all sealed into the chest cavity.
But obviously, they soon had the answer. Yu Rong, who was retreating, finally reacted. After a breath, a shrill scream rose into the sky, piercing people's hearts and shaking everyone's ears.
Zhu Luomu and others felt boundless pain from the sound.
"How much power does it take to make a golden elixir with a rock-solid consciousness suffer to this extent..."
Zhu Luomu was so frightened that he had to use his spiritual power to quickly protect his ears.
And with Yu Rong's scream, a large amount of red mist finally sprayed out from her chest like a flood bursting from a dam.
Looking at the blurry figure who was punching out, his body's spiritual energy flashing, and moving forward against the red mist, the eyes of Zhu Luomu and others became extremely admirable.
"He...he...hit the female cultivator's chest? That...is the female cultivator..."
A few hundred feet away, the sturdy monk surnamed Zhang whispered in disbelief. He was an extremely orthodox monk.
At this time, Li Yan didn't know what the monk on the other side was thinking. He still had some scruples when exchanging moves with Gong Chenying, and felt that the move was wrong in some places.
But as long as the opponent is an enemy, he doesn't care where he attacks, as long as he can hit the enemy hard with his moves.
Tricks.
He was unyielding and used the "Feng Chongtian" movement technique to avoid the large piece of blood mist coming towards him, and the person had already circled behind Yu Rong in an instant.
Turning a deaf ear to the piercing screams from this golden elixir, he punched the back that was already as high as a hump without hesitation.
Just now, his two consecutive punches had completely shattered Yu Rong's body shield which had caught him off guard. At this moment, Yu Rong was still in extreme pain and had no consciousness to use the protective shield.
In addition, Li Yan's figure was faster than a ghost, almost dodging behind her as soon as she retreated.
"Woo!" With a dull sound, Li Yan struck out with another punch as fast as lightning from top to bottom. The somewhat confused Yu Rong suddenly felt his heart twitch.
The crisis of death gave her a moment of clarity, and she suddenly felt the murderous intention coming from behind, and her instinctive spiritual power surged toward her back.
However, at such a close distance, Li Yan deliberately took advantage of her confusion to launch a sneak attack, so how could he give her a chance to defend herself.
There was a crisp sound of "Bah", and the body of the fish with a distorted face trembled violently, and the figure that retreated rapidly stopped in the air.
Her mouth suddenly opened wide, and the two long sticky whiskers at the corners of her mouth suddenly straightened out horizontally, forming a "one" shape.
Immediately, she lowered her head and looked blankly, only to see a fist with black energy coming out of her chest that was spraying blood mist.
While her throat was still making a series of "gurgling..." sounds, her body had turned into a rain of blood with a "bang!" sound. The storage bag in the air was grabbed by the person behind her, and the figure had already flashed into the distance.
at.
From the moment Zhu Luomu was knocked away to the moment the fish turned into a pile of minced flesh, in less than three breaths, three lightning-fast close attacks were carried out smoothly.
All this happened so fast that Zhu Luomu and the others didn't even see clearly who made the move? The fish's appearance turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.
"Is it the Great Elder?"
Such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds because this person's actions were completely different from those of the sect leader Lin Xinghe.
However, the Great Elder saw him take action yesterday, and they thought it was a bit specious.
As for whether the great elder also practiced body refining, Zhu Luomu and the others had no way of knowing.
When Li Yan's figure appeared on the top of a rock, and his figure quickly changed from emptiness to reality, Zhu Luomu and others no longer cared about offending the person, and swept them away with their spiritual consciousness, all wanting to know who had saved them.
Brother Zhu Luomu was the most powerful, and he was the first to recognize someone from the figure that had not yet fully solidified.
"How...is...it's you...you..."
He only spoke a few words, and his mouth was already open enough to hold a fist. Of course he knew this person. He had seen this person when he came to "Falling Star Valley", and later he removed this person from him.
The Feng family brought it back to the sect.
At this moment, Li Yan His appearance was fully revealed, and then a scream sounded from further away.
"Zhang Ming!"
That was Feng Qiyuan's voice, and he felt as if he had seen a ghost.
The stout monk surnamed Zhang in the farthest corner also stared at Lao Yuan with a pair of big eyes, looking in disbelief. He had also tested Li Yan's qualifications at the entrance.
As for the other disciples at the Qi Condensation stage, they really didn't know Zhang Ming, and they all looked at each other in awe.
They are all old disciples of "Luo Xing Valley". They would not pay attention to the new disciples on weekdays, unless they are people like Feng Tao whose cultivation qualifications are incredible.
An even more ridiculous one made Zhu Luomu and the monk named Zhang find it incredible, and it was only in Zhang Ming's brief confrontation that they were able to sense each other's realm.
Unlike Feng Qiyuan and his group of Qi Condensation Stage disciples, they couldn't sense Zhang Ming's cultivation level at all.
"He is a foundation-building monk. How could he be a foundation-building monk? A foundation-building monk killed a golden elixir?..."
Countless thoughts that seemed too ridiculous flashed through their minds.
At this time, a series of explosions and roars came from the foot of the mountain.
More than a hundred monks behind Yu Rong finally arrived. They also heard Yu Rong's shrill screams, but they didn't have time to use their spiritual consciousness to investigate carefully.
Giant silver swords suddenly appeared from all directions, and for just a moment, the foot of the mountain seemed to have entered the world of ice and snow.
Li Yan held the storage bag and smiled at Zhu Luomu.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you should take them back to the inner valley to cultivate first. Don't stay here for too long."
After saying that, Li Yan's figure flashed and he flew away towards the foot of the mountain, leaving only everyone standing there.
After a full four or five breaths, Zhu Luomu's throat made a "gulu" sound, and a long breath was exhaled deeply from his mouth.
His eyes slowly returned to normal, but he continued to murmur.
"Who is this person? Do the sect masters know it? This is too scary. A foundation builder who can kill Jindan..."
With such a powerful monk hiding beside him, Zhu Luomu felt a chill down his back. He had brought this person back from Feng's house with a cold attitude.
If the other party really wanted to harm him, with this thought, Zhu Luomu had a cold war.
Then, he subconsciously said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, Friend Daoist Zhu..."
He immediately smiled bitterly, do you want the other party to call him uncle or uncle?
But the next moment, he suddenly became energetic.
"Since Zhang Ming has taken action to kill the enemy at this time and saved himself and others, regardless of his identity, at least there is no doubt that the opponent is a friend and not an enemy!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice to Junior Brother Zhang, Feng Qiyuan and others who were still stunned on the spot.