Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 724 Senior Brother He Wants to Force Me to Jump off a Cliff 45
Most of the heads of the corpses were bitten off, which is a typical nightmare habit.

And this ferocious side obviously brought deep fear to the remaining two young Zhengdao.

They are all the best in the sect. This time they followed the teacher to practice in the secret realm, and they are full of ambitions to find the magic weapon and the opportunity to break through to the next realm in one fell swoop.

But he didn't expect to pass through the fog, and as soon as he landed, he fell into the ground. Before his vision recovered, there was a shrill scream from around him, and several companions had already fallen down, including the elders who led the team.

...Everything that happened was really terrifying like a nightmare.

The reason why they are still alive is because the senior at the golden core stage reacted very quickly, and when the nightmare attacked, he blocked it with his sword.

... However, he was still dead, pierced by a pitch-black sharp claw, but his body and head had not yet been separated.

So the group of obsessive-compulsive creatures bent down, trying to bite off the human head little by little.

The legs of the two young Zhengdao were so frightened that they opened their mouths but could not make a sound.

At this time, perhaps there were nightmares in all directions, which made them feel desperate. One of them didn't want to watch the bloody scene again, and looked towards the sky as if evading, but suddenly found that there was a figure above.

The person on the top of the mountain stood against the light, and the sun shone from behind, coating her dark clothes with a layer of warm gold, which looked soft and beautiful.

Liu Zheng's eyes moved, a little light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly yelled at her, "Friend Daoist, help!"

The voice echoed on the mountain wall and gradually went upwards. He felt that as he shouted, the people above turned their heads slightly, and their eyes seemed to fall on him.

But she didn't intend to come down, she still stood high above her spot, her figure was ethereal, as if looking down on the struggling ants from the perspective of a god.

Although Liu Zheng had long thought that she might not lend a helping hand, he still felt uneasy in his heart. Why did they have to struggle in this place full of monsters as soon as the man landed on the top of a safe mountain!
However, at this point... going to the sky seems to be the only way to survive.

In recent years, there have been more and more nightmares on the mainland, and they have followed Master to exterminate a few of them, so they know more or less their habits.

Although this kind of creature has some intelligence, it relies on instinct when it hunts for prey.

They will subconsciously attack things that move suddenly and tear them into pieces, so the two didn't go up with their swords at the first time, but chose to stand in a stalemate with them.

Thinking of this, Liu Zheng suddenly had an idea, his eyes moved, and his lips began to tremble slowly.

After a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, he gathered strength in his hand and slapped his back hard, sending his fellow student who had his back turned away flying away.

Yan abandoned the corpse on the ground, and instantly rushed towards the moving person.

There was a scream, and at the same time as a cloud of blood mist rose from behind, Liu Zheng flew up with his sword and flew straight towards the top of the cliff.

After narrowly escaping from death, he was frightened for a while, and his legs were a little weak, but what was more, was the joy of being saved successfully.

Liu Zheng wiped away his tears, tried to suppress the uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Then subconsciously glanced down.

At this glance, I was shocked.

——A distorted pitch-black image suddenly magnified in his field of vision, Liu Zheng flicked his sword to the side, the sharp wind brushed past his side, his face turned cold, and he was caught by his claws with a bone-deep scar bloodstains.

(End of this chapter)