"Pfft!" Guan Heng first used the tactic of disturbing the enemy to deceive the middle-aged man, and then took advantage of the opportunity to attack with all his strength with a thunderous sword. In the end, it did not completely hit the front of the opponent's neck, but it also left a mark on the middle-aged man's neck.
There was a foot-long wound, and blood spurted out like red mist all over the sky. The pain was so painful that the middle-aged man covered the wound with his left hand and swung his sword with his right hand to block Guan Heng's second attack in an emergency.
"Whoa!" Guan Heng drew his sword and walked away in an instant. He did not fight with the opponent's bronze sword head-on. He knew that the power of the crimson spiritual energy was extraordinary, and his green energy sword light would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent, so Guan Heng suddenly panicked.
He turned around and swished around the middle-aged man.
At this time, Guan Heng was used to the weight-bearing feeling brought by the heavy water runes all over his body, and he could swing it at almost the same speed as before. This was an extremely beneficial thing for Guan Heng.
Suddenly, the heavy water runes on Guan Heng's body shone brightly under the care of the bright moon, which seemed to make Guan Heng's movement a little more elegant and ghostly. Suddenly, Guan Heng's Jumang Sword broke through the air and struck straight at the center.
The young man covered his neck with his hands and said, "Whoa!"
"Damn it, you're trying too hard -" After the Chinese man was injured and lost blood, his head became clearer. He realized that Guan Heng's previous statement that he had defeated two black energy tyrants was probably false, so he started eating
The guy who suffered from the loss began to look for opportunities to fight back.
It's a pity that once the decline is formed, it will be difficult to reverse the defeat. Although the middle-aged man has the realm of crimson spiritual energy, he is injured first, and the wound is still bleeding out. The middle-aged man is too anxious to deal with it in time, so he
Being able to cover it with his hands greatly curbed his attack.
In addition, in order to exercise his own strength, Guan Heng did not let the six ghosts help, but he let them set off waves of ghosts and black winds in the dark, which made the middle-aged man feel scrupulous and unable to use his full strength.
In this way, Guan Heng's offensive became more and more intense, but the middle-aged man was retreating steadily and started to panic. At this moment, Guan Heng deliberately shouted: "Don't worry, I won't kill you right away, because
I will also ask you for information about the two black energy tyrants, and then continue to 'hunt' them."
"Huh?!" After hearing this, the middle-aged man almost spit out a mouthful of old blood in anger. The strong man of green energy counterattacked and chased the tyrant of black energy?! I have never heard of such a thing!
At this moment, Ruotao and the Ghost Swallowing Tiger suddenly heard a miserable howl. It turned out to be the middle-aged man's companion. The woman with the light red aura was hit by Ruotao on the back and fell to the ground with blood spurting out.
The sharp claws of the ghost-swallowing tiger were crushed into pulp.
The death of the young woman not only frightened the other two people to death, but also shocked the middle-aged man who fought fiercely with Guan Heng.
"Damn it!"
The middle-aged man was shocked and angry at this time, but he did not expect that Guan Heng would take this as a good opportunity to kill him. In the midst of the lightning and flints, Guan Heng's Jumang Sword suddenly shot out seven swords in a row, and the tip of the sword "swish".
"Shuashua" aimed at the middle-aged man's vital points and attacked them one by one. The middle-aged man roared loudly: "You bastard, you bullied me too much!!"
It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. The middle-aged man suddenly put down his left hand that was covering the wound and let the blood flow. He immediately closed the hilt of the sword with both hands. In an instant, the bronze sword was filled with crimson aura, and he blocked Guan Heng's sentence with a breath.
The glowing sword struck down like lightning: "Madman, go to hell -"
"Huhuhu!" The ancient bronze sword fell with the wind, and suddenly it turned into a heavy slashing attack with sword skills. It was powerful and unstoppable. It was the martial arts that the middle-aged man was proud of in his life. Guan Heng was caught off guard and did not expect the opponent.
The counterattack was so swift and violent that he barely used the Jumang Sword to block the blows from left to right, "bang bang bang", blocking three swords in a row. However, he finally missed when the opponent slashed the fourth sword, and the Jumang Sword flew out with a roar from his palm!
"Haha, kill -" Seeing Guan Heng lose his weapon, the middle-aged man roared with pride, and once again used all his strength to swing the sword with the wind. Guan Heng had no choice but to avoid it, and the sword suddenly struck towards his heart.
Come down.
At this time, Ruotao, who had already killed the other two people with the Ghost Swallowing Tiger, cried out: "Young Master, it's dangerous!!"
It was too late, but it was too soon. Guan Heng suddenly burst out with dark green spiritual energy all over his body. At the same time, the narrow knife mark on his body was affected. Suddenly, the black energy in the wound surged out, and the middle-aged man was frightened.
One of the people was shocked: "You?!"
No one expected that Guan Heng would open the knife wound on his own. In an instant, the black energy gushing out could resist the middle-aged man's sword edge, causing it to get stuck on his shoulder bone.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Guan Heng gathered all his strength into his fists with lightning speed, and then roared violently and blasted out: "Thousand Gold Heavy Water Fist!!"
"Bang!" Caught off guard, the middle-aged man immediately pulled back his powerful fists. The guy's body suddenly flew out, and a series of "crack-crack" sounds of bone cracking were heard in mid-air.
, the middle-aged man's sternum was completely collapsed and dented at this time, and he couldn't help but spit out blood when he fell to the ground. He couldn't live until he saw it!
"Hey, don't die yet!" Guan Heng shook off the bronze sword on his shoulder with all his strength at this time, quickly ran to the middle-aged man, picked up his collar and shouted loudly: "Tell me, that one is made with black
What’s the name of the guy with the Qi Palm Knife? And that black Qi tyrant with fist strength..."
"Uh... ugh..." The dying middle-aged man roared ferociously at this moment: "I am a powerful man from the ancient country, how could I be coerced by you? You can never know... anything from my mouth.
!!”
"Pfft!" The middle-aged man chewed off his tongue in an instant and spit it out. He would rather die in such pain than confess even a word to Guan Heng. This made Guan Heng feel awe in his heart: "This
These guys must have a lot of backgrounds, huh, it’s a pity that I didn’t force them to find out their origins.”
At this moment, Ruotao came over and said: "Sir, I found three bronze medals on the bodies of those who were killed. There are ancient characters on them, which seems to be the word 'Leize'."
"Leize? Could it be the Leize tribe..." Guan Heng thought that the Leize tribe was one of the three ancient kingdoms, with the royal family of the ancient Yu kingdom, and their co-leader was "Yu Shun".
Guan Heng lowered his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had died. He couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Ruotao groped around on this guy again and found a bronze medal with the word "Leize" engraved on it. At this time, Guan Heng said:
"Ruotao, put these bronze medals away first. They may be useful later. Now, let's collect the Wenxin Flower first."
Hearing this, Ruotao nodded, and then walked to the mountain ridge with Guan Heng. Sure enough, there were patches of "Wenxinhua" growing here, everywhere.
Ruotao said with a smile at this moment: "Okay, with these herbs, Elder Huang's heart disease should be cured."
"Well, what I'm saying is, take away as much as you can." Guan Heng said at this time: "I guess if the monsters nearby are raging, Huang Xuan may not dare to go up the mountain to collect medicine for a while, so I have to give it to him
Grandpa prepare some more and store them."
——[First update, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes~\(≧▽≦)/~]——(To be continued.)