The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 247

Thinking of this, when facing Yihou with superb lightness kung fu in the distance, Dangdang stopped chasing him, stopped on his feet, turned around and rushed into the sword mound.

When he was playing Shufang, he came to the sword mound with a loud voice.

That place is relatively small, compared to such a spacious place outside, there are a lot of restrictions on light work.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the door of the tomb after the sound, Yi Hou's back foot followed in as expected.

Hearing the sound of light footsteps behind her, her loud and running feet suddenly stopped, and she turned around abruptly and swung a knife towards her.

Facing the sudden move of Dang Dang, Yi Yihou rarely dodged like before.

As her Danfeng eyes slightly opened, Qianqian's jade hand twitched lightly under the body of the piano.An apricot-colored wooden sword appeared in her hand.

Seeing that the weapon in Rang Dangdang's hand was only three inches away from Yi Yihou's chest, her feet hit the ground again.

"Shua!" Yi Yi's purple dress flashed to the right side of Dang Dang in an instant, and the wooden sword in her hand had pierced Dang Dang's heart.

Just as Xiang Dang raised his sword and stabbed at Yiwai, she appeared behind him in a flash again, and the apricot yellow wooden sword in her hand came out from his abdomen.

Just as Xiang Dang was about to move, Yi Yihou flipped and moved in the air as if dancing.

During this period, the Bamen of Life and Death also played some role, and healed part of the wound on Xiang Dangdang's body, but it didn't help.

It was still as loud as it is now, and suddenly it looked like a dilapidated doll that was randomly pieced together with pieces of meat.

An ordinary person with such a serious injury would probably bleed to death, but Dangdang used the blood boy's immortal body to hold on.

At this time, she didn't care how many wounds she had on her body anymore, anyway, she had to change her body in the end.

Just as Yi Yihou stabbed the wooden sword into Kang Dang's neck again, she grabbed the blade with one hand, took a deep breath and threw a Buddhist lion roar at Yi Yihou.

Huge sound waves echoed back and forth in the sword mound, and Yi Yihou, who couldn't avoid it, froze all of a sudden.

"Haha, let's see where you go now!!" Dang Dang raised the knife with one hand and threw it at Yiwei with all his strength, and slashed at him.

The moment Yi Yihou was slashed by the blade, her feet slipped on the ground, and her body receded quickly like a purple afterimage.

When she stopped in the distance, she could see a hole in the clothes on her left shoulder, and on the snowy skin inside, a two-inch wound was oozing scarlet blood.

Looking down at the injury on his body, Yi Yihou's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and he shook the wooden sword with his right hand vigorously, and charged towards Dangdang.

"Puff, puff, puff." Once again, there were several holes on the resounding scarred body.

Feeling the slight pain from the wound on his body, Dangdang sighed with some regret, now he can only withdraw first, the time for the blood boy's immortality is coming soon.

However, coming this time is not a waste of time, at least I already know that the strange person in the Burning God and Sword Refining Tomb is a woman with superb lightness kung fu.

Since he wanted to run loudly and didn't care about his injuries, Ren Yihou kept stabbing himself with the wooden sword, and ran desperately towards the outside of the sword mound without looking back.

At this time, in the carriage outside, Yong Junxia who was in Ning Shuning's arms suddenly turned her head, and said to Qi Diaochan who was holding the rein: "Let the carriage run, I'm coming out."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Shuning saw Mao Cuihua flying out of the sword mound with holes all over her body, running so fast.

The peerless beauty who came out of the sword mound before, held a wooden sword beside her and kept stabbing, but at this time, she ignored the resounding sound and buried her head in retreating.

Just when the sound was still ten feet away from the carriage, she suddenly turned around abruptly, and performed the Buddhist Lion Roar Kung Fu towards Yi Yihou.

Waiting for Yi Yihou to quickly dodge the sound wave by turning sideways, and when she was about to chase again, she found that the strange man who couldn't be killed had already stood on the top of the carriage and fled away.

Standing on the carriage, Dangdang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Yi Yihou hadn't chased after him. Fortunately, Yi Yihou didn't want to hold grudges like Shu Fang, otherwise it would have been a waste of effort with this person's light work.

After Xiang Dangdang jumped off the carriage, he took out the hilt of Fu Yu's sword and stretched it towards Qi Diaochan. "Take it."

"Sister Dangdang...I..." Looking at the sword hilt in front of her, Qi Diaochan showed a hesitant expression on her face. The last time she took the sword hilt, so many years had passed between opening and closing her eyes, and she was afraid of waiting. The next time I woke up, I was already an old lady.

"Miss Dangdang, why don't I do it?" Ning Shuning reached out to touch the hilt of Fu Yu's sword, but was opened by Dangdang. "If you have anything to do, just stay there."

Yong Junxia who was in Ning Shu's arms turned her head and said to Qi Diaochan, "Don't worry, this time it won't be as long as before. I also have a body, and I won't occupy your body for the rest of my life."

Qi Diaochan looked at the wounds all over her body. After hesitating for a while, a bitter smile appeared on her face, "Then...Miss Dangdang, can you promise me a request?"

"Hurry up, my hour is almost here." Dang Dang cast a glance, and the wound on his body began to ooze out.

"Can I keep this request? I'll mention it later." At this moment, Qi Diaochan's face was very nervous.

"No problem, I agreed." After she finished speaking, she put the hilt of Fuyu's sword in Qi Diaochan's hand, and at the moment when Dangdang forced all the true energy in her body into the hilt, blood flowed from the wounds on her body Sprayed out of the top.

The next moment, Fang Dang's eyes dazzled, and she found herself in that strange place again.

Touching the bald head she hadn't seen for a long time with her hand, she calmed down a lot and waited for the light gate to appear again.

After Rang Dang came out of the light door again, she found herself lying in the carriage, and Ning Shuning next to her was sewing Mao Cuihua's mutilated body with red thread.

"Don't be in a hurry to sew. You take out some salt and rub it into the meat, and rub it evenly, lest it will stink later and attract flies."

Ning Shuning turned her head with some resentment, "Dangdang sister, you are treated as bacon."

He laughed loudly with his hands on his hips. "Hahaha, alas, aren't they all the same?"

After she finished speaking, she lifted the curtain of the car and walked out. With the sound of Dang Dang waving the rein again, the four black horses started to run slowly with the carriage.

At this time, Dangdang was in a good mood, and she found that she had found the perfect solution to Jianzhong.

(End of this chapter)