break the way [comprehension]

Du Ziteng was shocked immediately: "Hey, you are telling the truth and lying!"

This guy is not one of the Chief Twelve Palms of the Golden Core Cultivator's true biography... With so many awesome titles, he just beheaded that national teacher with a shock, and now you say let the young master escape first? ? ?

Xiao Chen looked serious: "The blood sacrifice method of the evil sect is not a child's play, if I say go, go!"

Du Ziteng rolled his eyes and said decisively: "Young master is not the kind of person who abandons his classmates and runs away first!"

Just kidding, if Xiao Chen can't handle the situation, can he escape?Lan Zhou is fast, but he is only in the Qi refining period. Moreover, Du Ziteng's private server knows that he is the target of these evil monks. Xiao Ye can't do the thing of running away first and letting others take the blame for him.

Xiao Chen was taken aback, but when he lowered his head, he only saw the back of his head which was not peaceful.

He just said indifferently: "I'm not sure of getting out of this battle, you...you have to think about it."

Du Xiaoye was watching those Blood Slaughtering Cultivators who seemed to be spattered with chicken blood, and squeezed the talisman tightly: "I think these guys seem to be on stimulants, it's not easy to deal with... Hey, then The Lan Zhou can barely accommodate two people!"

Xiao Chen only said again: "You... don't regret it."

But Du Ziteng just rolled his eyes that Xiao Chen couldn't see: "How fresh, young master will regret it? You don't go up and down Yunhengfeng to inquire about it. Only young master has ever made others regret it!"

Xiao Chen: ...

Those cultivators of the Blood Slaughter Gate suddenly rushed up with red eyes, and their mouths even drooled terribly: "Flesh and flesh of the golden core! Flesh and flesh that broke through the bottleneck!"

After the addition of the blood sacrifice method, it is obvious that the lethality of the blood sacrifice method is even more astonishing. Where the blood mist permeates, the vegetation is scorched and the houses are rotten. After the blood sacrifices of several evil monks rushed up, countless evil monks who were hesitating saw that it was profitable, and gritted their teeth and resorted to this extremely expensive mentality: If not, they would not be able to eat this kind of blood that is rare in a century. There is no chance!

Xiao Chen looked around, and there were enemies rushing towards him and Du Ziteng all around him. If he could not be spared, he and Du Ziteng would have to end up being divided and eaten... and in such a terrible situation... At this moment, as a sword cultivator, his natal flying sword, which he relies on the most, seems to have lost his soul, and only a body remains in his dantian. Shixie?Fate evil?

Xiao Chen could only smile wryly for a moment.

But among Yun Hengfeng's teachings to him, he never gave up on this one easily. He only said to Du Ziteng: "Listen, we still have a chance. Now, let go of your spiritual sense!"

Du Ziteng was taken aback, the glimmer of hope told him to let go of his consciousness?What does it mean?He still needs to use his consciousness to inspire some talismans!

However, Xiao Chen didn't have time to explain.As Xiao Chen's spiritual power surged, Du Ziteng only felt that his stomach was too fucking painful, no, this pain didn't seem to be the ordinary stomach pain of a mortal... It seemed to be the pain in the dantian, as if the dantian was about to burst!

Immediately, the severe pain not only spread in the dantian, but also faintly hit Du Ziteng's consciousness, making his eyes go dark. At this moment, thinking about Xiao Chen's words just now, Du Ziteng had no time to judge, so he could only choose to believe this guy at least Now that he was with him, he wouldn't cheat him, so Du Ziteng desperately withdrew his consciousness, gritted his teeth and held on, ignoring everything in his dantian.

When Xiao Chen raised his hand, a golden long sword suddenly appeared, and the aura on the sword was condensed, as if it contained a terrifying aura, as if something extremely terrifying was about to erupt to cleanse the world All the filth in the world, as if to clean up everything and restore the world to a peaceful and peaceful world with all things thriving--it turns out that there is vitality under the terrifying murderous intent.

Du Ziteng could only feel a buzzing sound in his consciousness. Amidst the severe pain in his dantian, he seemed to see two raging and roaring rivers converging into one. There is a black stream, but under the black stream, there is a trickle of clear stream gurgling, brewing a little bit of life.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the more powerful the black current was, the more painful his dantian was, as if something was vibrating violently!Then, it seemed that the illusory space in front of his eyes began to tremble faintly. The square inch of land he was standing on felt like an earthquake and landslide. While shaking violently, fine cracks began to appear, and the rushing river roared unwillingly. It seems that it is impossible to accept that this world cannot bear more turbulence in it.

But outside of Du Ziteng's awareness, during the battle between Xiao Chen and the group of blood-slaughtering cultivators, the rising terrifying sword energy condensed, and he felt the faint trembling of Zhu Yuan and the body of Du Ziteng's men curled up in pain , Xiao Chen suppressed the bloody breath in his throat, but his eyes did not waver in the slightest, because as a sword cultivator, he knew that if he flinched even a little bit at this time, all the price they were paying would be ruined. All in vain!

Xiao Chen is calm but will not waste any price he and Du Ziteng paid!

Amidst the sharp and long cry, Zhuyuan's figure in the air appeared blurred for a while—this was the illusion brought about by the flying sword cutting down at extreme speed. Down!

Countless cultivators from the evil sect were just like the national teacher. Before they could feel the fear of death, they were completely wiped out.

The old leech's blood-colored pupils suddenly constricted. If he hadn't stopped suddenly when he saw a monk in front of him, and escaped a few feet away with his rich experience in the cultivation world, he might be dead now...

Until now, even with the addition of the blood sacrifice Dafa, Lao Zhi realized with trembling legs what it means to face a golden core head-on, and what made him even more desperate-"Old Zhi, you f***ing didn't say this is a Sword repair!"

No one was present when the other party killed the former disciple, and this person did not sacrifice the flying sword all the time like the sword cultivator next to him. The sword cultivator in the righteous path is simply the nemesis of the evil cultivator!

Could it be that from rescuing the blood eater to killing the disciples of the blood slaughter sect in the Yuan Kingdom, and the disguise of the sword cultivator...all of this was a trap from the beginning? !

Under extreme fear, the old leech calmed down instead, he only bared his fangs coldly and said: "The matter has come to this, is there still a way out?"

Even if they want to retreat, the other party may not be willing to let them go!

It's a pity that Lao Zhi really overestimated Xiao Chen's state at this time. Du Ziteng in his hand had already reached the limit at this time, his limbs were loose and drooping, and there were only occasional unconscious twitches, and Xiao Chen's dantian was also exhausted and riddled with spiritual power. Kong, even the golden elixir began to dim, forcing the resonance of the natal magic weapon between the two elixir fields, the price they paid was beyond the imagination of these evil monks in front of them.

But the impression left by Xiao Chen's sword just now was too terrifying. For a while, even though he was a strong outsider, not a single evil cultivator dared to step forward.But the pair of blood-colored eyes, at this moment, resembled a beast, and they were confronting Xiao Chen. Although they were extremely afraid, they were not retreating blindly, but were looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to seal him to death!

Xiao Chen knew that he didn't have much time, his expression froze, the golden core in his dantian forcibly circulated, Zhu Yuan's appearance became blurred again, those evil cultivators naturally knew that it was at this desperate moment, and they no longer grudged the magic weapon of kung fu, countless appearances The weird blood-colored magic weapon made a terrifying scream when it collided with Zhuyuan amid the blood rain all over the sky. The direct impact made Xiao Chen have to swallow a mouthful of blood, and even faint cracks began to appear on his golden core, and Du Ziteng in his hand was so painful that his limbs convulsed and stiffened.

But Xiao Chen didn't even frown, his eyes were so calm that it could be called cold, Zhu Yuan didn't stop because of the injury of the two of them. The monks slaughtered one by one, without hesitation or compassion. At this moment, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, more like a demon who wanted to kill everything in the world.

When Zhu Yuan finally stopped, Xiao Chen put down Du Ziteng, who was completely unconscious in his hands, and after pouring a few pills for the other party and himself, he finally couldn't help coughing, and blood flowed from his fingers, winding down, Xiao Chen sighed bitterly, it was really not worth it for a group of demons to fall into such a field, after all, it was due to many bad luck.

With the strength and status of Xiao Chen and the Hengxiao Sword Sect, the spirit pills he carried with him naturally couldn't be that ordinary stuff, but in a short while, the pill power melted into the meridians, and flowed to the dantian, repairing the elixir just now. Due to the damage caused by forcibly driving the sleeping magic weapon, Du Ziteng's paper-white face gradually returned to a blush, and his breath was gradually calming down.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to touch, inside Du Ziteng's dantian, nourished by the spiritual power of the elixir, the dantian quickly repaired, the meridians were slowly expanding, and even the spiritual consciousness was nourished - with Xiao Chen's net worth, he took out his hand to give it to him. A little monk like Du Ziteng used top-level spirits.

And the little wooden stick that was forcibly activated just now regained its tranquility, there is no need to forcibly resonate with the messy natal artifacts that are not recognized outside, it is also a quiet and beautiful wooden stick, so there is no need to worry about it at all.At this time, under the nourishment of the top-level elixir, it leisurely absorbed the elixir power, and some faint and fine cracks were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the recovery speed was no less than the self-healing of a monk's body.

Seeing that Du Ziteng was recovering well, Xiao Chen also let go of some worries, crossed his knees and prepared to clean up the mess in his body. Speaking of which, his problem was much more serious than that of Du Ziteng. All the spiritual power was squeezed by him from the golden elixir, and... what was really split was his natal magic weapon. The sword body was in his dantian, but the sword spirit was swallowed by Du Ziteng's evil little stick. Forcibly resonating... It was Xiao Daren who received the double critical blow.

It's a pity that Master Xiao's trip is doomed to many disasters. Not long after he sat cross-legged in meditation, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at a pair of red vertical pupils that were as red as blood. The terrifying sense of blood not only made Xiao Chen meditate cross-legged Waking up with a start, the eyes of the four met at this time made the hairs all over his body stand upside down.

That vertical pupil looked at Xiao Chen and Du Ziteng coldly, holding a skull in his claws and was gnawing on it like a watermelon. Xiao Chen took a closer look and found that it was the country that had been cut off by his sword before. division.

Beside Xiao Chen, Du Ziteng, who didn't know whether his physical strength had recovered, or was awakened by this terrifying aura, looked surprised: "How much blood slave is this fucking refined!"