Three hundred and thirteen chapters two accomplices perish on the mountain
Update time:2012-11-24
Taking this opportunity, the three of them turned around and watched intently how Lang Fei would respond.
The two forks were crossed, and the focus was the bastard boy with a calm face. At this critical moment, he was still careless. He had a piece of mugwort in the corner of his mouth at some point, and he touched the ground little by little, with a look of displeasure.
The way you put the cross in your eyes.
The two enemy brothers were angry and happy at the same time. They were angry that he didn't take their brothers seriously, but they were happy that this stupid boy was so trusting. You know, the foundation-building monks on the two flying forks in their hands were injured.
But who knows, even the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment dare not attack lightly. If they want to rely on the true energy shield to resist, they are looking for death!
Seeing the flying fork approaching Lang Fei, the two men roared in unison, and quickly cast spells to increase the firing rate of the flying fork by three points, turning it into a tiger-headed thunder, one taking the top of the neck, and the other taking the left chest of the middle.
The roar of the tiger in his ears became more and more urgent, but Lang Fei still had a calm face. He raised his left hand and blocked the front of the flying cross with one palm. He bent his right arm, placed it across his chest, and faced the flying cross in the middle road.
He actually had to use his true energy shield to resist!
"Young man is looking for death!" What kind of character this bastard boy is, the three people opposite him already knew. Seeing his actions, the Qiu brothers felt something bad in their hearts, and couldn't help but shout loudly to build up their momentum.
"Humph!" A cold snort came, but two purple beams shot out, and in an instant, a layer of crystalline purple shield filled the thief's arms.
In the blink of an eye, two sounds of gold and iron were heard, and the three people on the opposite side felt their eyes blurred. When they looked again, the two flying forks had somehow been firmly grasped by Lang Fei.
How could this happen? The three of them were horrified. The twin tiger evil cross, which had always been invincible, was easily blocked by this kid. It was a middle-grade magic weapon! Also, what was the purple shield? If it was just a simple
How can true energy be so strong?
The three of them stood there with horrified faces, not knowing how to deal with it for a moment. At this time, the thief boy flicked the tip of the flying fork with his finger, curled his lips, spread his hands, and stabbed two scars with the flying fork one on the left and one on the right.
A strong-looking man.
The roar of the flying fork piercing the sky woke the three of them up. The two brothers secretly muttered something bad and cast a spell to slightly block the incoming flying fork. They ignored Tian Biao and rolled to the left and right to get past the incoming flying fork.
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"Whoosh...whoosh..." The flying fork flew past and plunged into the ground with a pop, sending countless rubbles covering the ground flying.
"Pap...pap..." A slight sound came from under Tian Biao. Lang Fei took a closer look and immediately grinned. However, it turned out that he was sandwiched between two scarred men, and the flying cross
When attacks from the left and the right came, he couldn't dodge either the left or the right. The young sect leader, who was used to being pampered and privileged, had never encountered such a predicament before. He was frightened for a moment and stood trembling in place, not daring to move at all.
. Coincidentally, the flying fork just passed by him. If he hadn't been stunned, if he had taken a step without permission, he would have had three transparent holes in his body at this moment. After this fright, Tian Biao, who was in a state of confusion, was stunned.
Unable to hold the gate, the urine soaked too much. Without his consent, it was like a river mouth bursting its embankment, leaking out like a gush, soaking the robe that was already covered with fly ash.
"Young Master!" The two enemy brothers were shocked. They no longer had the confidence to fight against Lang Fei. They rolled around and grabbed the flying fork inserted into the ground. They raised Tian Biao to the left and the right and went to the place where the imprisoned crane was tied.
run.
"We're already here, why are we leaving in such a hurry..." Lang Fei's words were like a ghost singing late in the evening. One moment he was far away, and the next moment he was by his side.
Qiu Ying, who was on the left side of Tian Biao, felt a cold air coming from his spine and reaching Tian Ling Gai. His left eye flickered, but he saw that there was another person beside him. Before he could turn around, he hurriedly crossed his hand and swung it to the left, trying to stop Lang Fei.
One block.
When the "Qiang" purple light flashed, the man felt numb in the tiger's mouth, and the flying fork was like piercing black steel, shaking him so much that blood surged all over his body.
"He... is he really in the middle stage of foundation building?" Qiu Ying suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and Qiu Ying's thoughts stopped abruptly. He looked down and saw a green sword piercing his chest. Blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground.
Red blood ice instantly condensed on the cyan magic sword.
"No! Young master, let's go quickly." Qiu Xiong on the right swung Tian Biao forward, then turned around, avoided the flying fork, made a circle, and stabbed Lang Fei from a place out of sight.
The light in the dying man's pupils gradually spread. At the last moment, when he saw the flying fork behind Lang Fei getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Boy! Go to hell with me!" A smile appeared on the corner of Qiu Ying's mouth, and it solidified on his face in an instant. I saw a flash of colorful light on Lang Fei's side, and a seven-colored spirit suddenly appeared at waist level.
As soon as the bird, the "chicken head" took shape, a red flame spurted out, hitting the flying fork that was flying towards it.
In the last remaining sight of the big man, the flying fork was like an evil tiger falling into the blazing hell. The howling sound turned into bursts of mournful screams. Slowly, the tiger's head disappeared, and the outline of the flying fork gradually blurred, and a liquid like iron juice penetrated through it.
The flames sprinkled on the gravel on the ground drop by drop.
"Mid-grade magical weapon...Mid-grade magical weapon, just like that...just like that..." This was Qiu Ying's last voice.
The Qingshuang Sword was drawn out from his chest, and with a bang, the upright body fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
"Brother!" Qiu Xiong roared on the other side, gnashing his teeth and shouting. "Boy, I will fight with you."
Lang Fei was suddenly startled, drew up his Qingshuang sword, and stepped forward to kill the last scar-faced man. It was considered a good thing to send the brothers on their way.
At this time, Na Tian Biao had already rushed to Linghe's side. The flying fork was destroyed, and Qiu Xiong, who was all hair and beard, finished roaring, waved his foot, swept up countless gravel, and combined with a stream of yellow true energy, he was approaching Lang Fei.
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Seeing that the only man, Qian Donkey, was at his wits' end, Lang Fei didn't pay any attention to the incoming True Energy Blade. He unfolded the shield again and blocked it easily.
"Hey!" After guarding against the attack, Lang Fei looked up and looked again, only to see the man's vest as he ran away. The little bastard immediately showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost. His brother was killed, and this one was still alive.
Qiu Xiong pretended to be grief-stricken and wanted to fight him desperately, but he just fired a feint and took the opportunity to escape.
The man ran for a moment and saw Tian Biao getting on the crane and was about to fly away. He saw Lang Fei was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but feel happy. He did not ride on the crane. He just jumped up and ran in the opposite direction to Tian Biao.
Passing over the mountain stream on one side.
When he thought about it, Tian Biao was Lang Fei's biggest enemy, and he was no more than an accomplice. If both sides couldn't take care of both sides, Lang Fei would definitely pursue Tian Biao. He just had to fly out of sight and head to a cave in the woods.
If you hide, your life will be saved.
His abacus was good. Lang Fei had indeed turned his attention to Tian Biao who was rising into the sky, but he ignored Xiao Yu'er. What a mistake that would lead to eternal regret! The man was in mid-air, so how could he compare to Xiao Yu'er's agility?
, was caught up in just a blink of an eye. The owner was full of bad ideas, but this bird was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing the man turning his head and looking at him with a look of horror, Xiao Yuer raised his head and squeaked.
He let out a few mean laughs that only it could understand, then spread his wings, aimed at the man's butt, and shot out a colorful feather with a whoosh.
"Poof!" Caiyu's nail penetrated and exploded into a flower of blood. The man felt pain and whined. He stretched out his hand to cover his buttocks, only to find that his body stiffened and the true energy in his body immediately flowed backwards, all of which was poured into the Caiyu on his buttocks.
The true energy in Yu.'s body was not under control, so it was naturally difficult to maintain the art of controlling the air. His flying momentum stopped, and the man was like a black bear that had lost its footing and fallen off a cliff. His limbs stretched out, he made a big sign, and fell straight from mid-air.
this world.
I don't know how deep the mountain stream is, but the man's screams echoed in the valley for a long time, and they stopped after a long cup of tea.
But on Lang Fei's side, when the man fell into the mountain stream, Tian Biao was already in mid-air. Thinking that he had boarded the crane and was no longer in danger of his life, he turned around and looked at Lang Fei full of hatred.
It didn't matter what he saw. In an instant, his face turned cold, and he was horrified. But it turned out that a flash of green light flashed across his sight, and the green frost sword that killed the big man had arrived three feet in front of him without knowing it.
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At this time, the crane was only in mid-air. It had not yet had time to turn and fly away. There was only a palm-sized area on the crane's back. How could Tian Biao hide? He watched as the Qingshuang Sword flashed in front of him and across his chest.
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"Tsk..." The blood flowers did not splash out as Lang Fei expected. Only the gray-stained robe was cut into a long crack. Through the gap, one could see the inner light shining brightly.
Pieces of silvery fish scales.
Lang Fei was stunned, he didn't expect that Tian Biao was actually wearing a treasured garment, and he could even kill him with the Qingshuang Sword.
The Qingshuang Sword flew towards his side. Seeing that he was not injured, Tian Biao's expression changed from surprise to joy. Looking at the silver scale armor on his body, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. This was the old man of his sect before he left the house two days ago.
His father forced him to put it on. This silver scale armor is a top-grade magic weapon. Tian Hao got it at a great cost. It is said that it was forged from quicksilver sand by earth fire and was made by a famous craftsman.
It is made through hard work and hard work. The defensive performance is extremely good, even ordinary low-grade magic weapons are difficult to break. Although it is a rare treasure, it still has some shortcomings. This thing is heavy and not very comfortable to wear. In the past, I went out to have fun.
He would wear it if he could, but when he came out this time, Tian Hao said that the world of cultivation was not peaceful now and asked him to dress up and go out, otherwise he would have to stay in the mountains. In desperation, he followed his father.
He wanted to wear this awkward silver scale armor and went out. Unexpectedly, he suffered a big loss when he came out this time. Not only did two of his men die, but he himself was almost killed by the Qingshuang Sword.
King of Hell. Fortunately, he still had this silver scale armor to help him escape.
How long will it take if he doesn't leave now? In Tian Biao's eyes, Lang Fei is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered, but a Yama who is urging him to die. With this opportunity, how could he dare to stay? He hurriedly straightened his body and stretched out his arms.
The reins urged the spirit crane to turn and run away due north.