Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 598 At the critical moment, you have to rely on it

Chapter 598 At the critical moment, you have to rely on it

With his whole head in a muddy state, Li Xianghe was taken to the seaside by the talking sword, and he crossed half of Ji Liying in a few minutes.

The sea breeze patted Li Xianghe's cheeks, but he didn't recover for a long time.

"I must be dreaming,"

Li Xianghe looked at the long sword hovering in the air, muttered to himself, and then slapped it out, "It really is a dream, it doesn't hurt at all."

The sword spirit commanded the Liquan sword to slap Li Xianghe on the face with the back of the sword, "You should know the pain by now, right?"

This unexpected force was so strong that he directly photographed Li Xianghe into the water.

Touching the burning scar on his face, Li Xianghe stood in the water dumbly, with colorful expressions on his face, just like a funny one.

But Sword Spirit didn't have time to pay attention to him, Fan Denglong was still lying there.

"You kid must not hang up, you still owe me two drops of spirit liquid."

A stream of pure spiritual energy was released from the Liquan sword and slowly entered Fan Denglong's body.

"Hey, the life of this sword spirit is just a coffee table, and all the things on it are cups and utensils. It's easy to save this bit of spiritual energy. I'll let you spoil it all here."

While releasing the aura, the sword spirit felt sorry for himself, his tone sounded inexplicably sad.

The aura entered Fan Denglong's body, and the acupoints formed a whirling nest of aura again and rotated rapidly.

However, the aura that entered the body did not repair the injured part as before, it just turned around and did not have any effect at all.

"Your sister, what's the matter? It's a waste of this sword spirit's aura."

After Jian Ling noticed this, he became a little flustered. It is undeniable that Fan Denglong is definitely the most ideal host for Jian Ling in this era. life.

"I told you not to provoke the things in there, but you just didn't listen. Now, let's make a big mess, right?"

The sword spirit desperately conveyed spiritual energy to Fan Denglong, while chanting, at this time, it was powerless to do anything other than these things.

If the sword spirit has the ability to see through like Fan Denglong, then it will see that each of Fan Denglong's meridians is filled with light spots, and as long as the aura is close, it will be pushed out by those light spots domineeringly.

Spiritual Qi cannot pass through the meridians, so naturally there is no possibility of healing the wound.

For this, the sword spirit could only sigh, in its view, this time Fan Denglong was in danger.

The output of spiritual energy was still continuing, but Fan Denglong's aura was getting weaker and weaker. Li Xianghe also walked over tremblingly, with a worried expression on his face.

"If there is no miracle, you go back and prepare for your funeral."

The sword spirit can only say this to Li Xianghe unwillingly, because now it can't even do the only thing it can do, the aura can no longer enter Fan Denglong's body, and it will be futile to continue.

"How could this be?"

Li Xianghe suddenly felt dizzy, clutching his head like crazy, grabbed a lot of stones and threw them into the sea, roaring crazily.

Even the iron-blooded man burst into tears at this moment.

"Boss, wake up, don't you just have the heart to leave behind your hard-earned foundation and the beautiful lady boss at home?"

Li Xianghe grabbed Fan Denglong's arm and shook it crazily, as if he wanted to use this method to make Fan Denglong open his eyes, but unfortunately, it had no effect at all. Instead, because of such a violent shaking, Fan Denglong vomited a lot of old blood again.

The Liquan sword flew up and down, the sea spray suddenly became violent, and the tyrannical atmosphere around him was growing, and the sword spirit was also very irritable at this time.

The cross that Fan Denglong bought with his life was split in half by a sharp sword, and the side with the pentagram was even split into pieces, and the wood residue was blown up by the wind.

But these are of no use.

Soon, the sword spirit said to Li Xianghe with a murderous look: "Do you have the guts to fight with me?"

"doing what?"

"Let all the people of the Holy See be buried with him,"

Crazy, sword spirit is crazy.

"Okay, I'm going to gather people now."

Li Xianghe nodded and agreed without thinking, "It's a death anyway, it's better to be more heroic, I want them to pay the price in blood."

After a short time together, Li Xianghe still admired Fan Denglong, a young boss. Of course, the main reason why he was pulling all the brothers to act together was because if Fan Denglong really died, they would not survive. .

Everyone took the Fen Xin Pill, without Fan Denglong's exclusive antidote, they would have died from the poison in the end. Instead of living for a few days, it would be better to die vigorously on the battlefield like a man.

"Okay, at last this kid has some vision, come up."

The sword spirit admired Li Xianghe a little bit, and actually wanted to take the initiative to fly him with the sword.

"Hey, who destroyed Lao Tzu's cross?"

Just when the two of them were planning to act with their final crazy determination, a voice came from behind them in a panic.

"Li Xianghe, what did you do, boy? You can't bear to see a cross?"

With a very familiar tone, Li Xianghe turned his head in surprise, and saw the boss who was lying upright on the ground jumping up and down and cursing.

"boss,"

Li Xianghe wiped his eyes in disbelief.

"Could this be the legendary return to light?"

"Go back to your sister, didn't you see that I'm still alive and kicking here?"

Fan Denglong scolded Li Xianghe, but the person who was scolded was still smiling.

"Laugh, laugh, you still have the face to smile, the pentagram is gone, how can I find someone?"

That is an important clue to find He Yuexian, Fan Denglong covered his face, "How can I have such a good subordinate like you?"

"What's the matter?"

Sword Spirit was also confused, Fan Denglong was obviously on his last breath, why did he become alive again in the blink of an eye?

"What's going on, I was almost killed by you."

Fan Denglong didn't have a good look at the sword spirit either, "With so much aura, you want me to explode and die?"

"Okay, you're going to be chattering as soon as you come back to life, hurry up and tell me what's going on."

The Liquan Sword made a buzzing sound and flew up and down around Fan Denglong, with the point of the sword pointing at him, as if it would pierce several holes in his body if there was any disagreement.

"Brother, auspicious people have their own appearance,"

Fan Denglong smiled, spread his right hand, and a small seal appeared in his hand.

"At critical moments, we have to rely on it."

(End of this chapter)

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