Rebellious Contract Beast

"Supernatural power!"

When he heard the voice, Wu Gong's eyes suddenly lit up!
I almost forgot that this Xuanli's magical power is so powerful that it seems to be able to kill a Xuan-level venerable. Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least killing a spiritual-level strongman is not a problem, right?

"What to do?" he asked quickly.

And Shen Yi looked back, and his eyes suddenly widened. He had no time to speak, and hurriedly led the two of them to flip in the air. After that, the two long swords that turned into flowing light were like scrapers, easily scraping off his body for several seconds. The scales exposed the tender skin and flesh inside, but he managed to avoid it, and the whole process was dangerous.

"Fuck!"

Relying on his innate air combat advantages and keen perception of airflow, Shen Yi could barely avoid those flying swords, but his current situation was no different from playing hide and seek with the God of Death. The opponent could make many mistakes, but he himself You can only make one mistake.

Even though his action just now was fast enough, the spirit-level diviner was no longer a vegetarian, and his reflexes were not comparable to Wu Gong's. When he rode out on the contracted beast and rushed out, the opponent was already chasing him.

"The distance is too close to be useful, otherwise we will die too!"

"What should I do?"

"Didn't you just say that? The person he wants is not you."

"You..." Wu Gong understood immediately and felt numb at the same time.

"You go to attract his attention first. When I use my magical power, I will signal you first. When I see you, you will run away from me without looking back."

"Can't you fly a little further and use your magical powers?"

"Sabi, my skill has a forward swing. If he notices it, won't it be wasted?"

"What forward swing?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready!"

"Be specific."

"Hiss~" Shen Yi patiently told Wu Gong his plan in detail, and then asked, "Do you understand?"

"Ah."

"Be careful, don't let him beat you so much that you can't take care of yourself."

"I know! Shut up!"

"Ready!"

Shen Yi roared low and spread his wings to the maximum. With the help of the surging airflow, he controlled his huge body to hit the rock next to him. Behind him, a flying sword wrapped around the stream of light and passed by. He had time to relax. Shen Yi squeezed Wu Gong hard and threw him to the distant valley.

"Old witch!"

Tsurumi Chuyun reacted quickly, took out the flower god hairpin and poured all his spiritual power into it.

Countless pure white petals emerged around them, spinning at high speed to form a barrier. Three flying swords flying far away made a sharp turn and shot over, colliding with the pure white petals in the next second.

Boom!
A dull sound came, and the petal barrier suddenly dimmed, and Tsurumi Chuyun inside also spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her cultivation level was too low to fully exert the effect of the Flower God Hairpin, but fortunately she could barely withstand it.

Seeing that his flying sword did not break through the barrier, the pavilion master was a little surprised, but he did not hesitate. He dragged the huge sword box and turned around. He retracted all the flying swords and decisively pursued Wu Gong.

Seeing him leave, Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old witch, why are you pulling like this! Are you vomiting blood now?"

"What you said is simple..." Tsurumi Chuyun's voice was weak, and he could see the seriousness of his declining condition.

"cut."

When the barrier composed of pure white petals disappeared, Shen Yi grabbed He Jian Chuyun and flew high into the sky.

It was only when he looked at Wu Gong that he realized that he had seriously overestimated Wu Gong.

Before this guy could get up, four flying swords came to his side, the sword tips pointing directly at his vitals.

There is no doubt that as long as the pavilion master has a thought, those four flying swords can easily kill Wu Gong.

"Damn! No!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Yi almost died of cerebral hemorrhage on the spot, but it seemed that he was not surprised. After all, Wu Gong was so seriously injured yesterday. It is already very good that he can walk and jump today. Let alone him now, even if he is Even in his heyday, Wugong couldn't compete with a spiritually powerful person.

But this performance is too bad?
Shen Yi only felt troublesome, and just when he was thinking about countermeasures to connect with the next plan, he caught his paw. Tsurumi Chuyun seemed to have seen something extraordinary inadvertently. At first glance, she didn't pay much attention to it. , but the moment she turned back, the feeling of familiarity made her heart beat wildly. She turned her head to look again. At this second, the very familiar figure in the air made her pupils shrink suddenly.

"Xuanli."

"Don't worry, I'm thinking of a way."

"Xuanli!"

"What are you doing!"

"Something serious has happened."

"What's the big deal?"

"Over there..." Tsurumi Chuyun's tone was trembling.

Sensing something was wrong, Shen Yi quickly looked in the direction she was looking, and this look only made his whole body shiver.

"...boil it!"

The sky in the distance was covered with clouds, and a figure stood in the sky, looking down at him like a god.

Although the distance was far away, Shen Yi still saw a face that he might never forget with his incomparable eyesight. It was Feng Dingzhang.

"When...how is it him?"

When did Feng Dingzhang appear?

How did he know that he and the old witch were in Tingzhou?

How long had he been observing himself?

Shen Yi didn't have time to think about this. At this second, he felt that his scalp was going to explode. He reflexively opened his wings and flew away with Tsurumi Chuyun as fast as possible. Feng Dingzhang in the distance had no expression on his face. He watched Shen Yi start to fly away. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at the ground. Below, a group of powerhouses led by children and countless soldiers wearing armor were present. Except for one, they were all half-kneeling on the ground, with their eyes closed and bleeding. Some even had their bodies trembling like chaff.

On Wu Gong's side, no matter how good and ideal the picture he envisioned in his mind was, the reality was that facing the pavilion master in front of him, he had no ability to resist at all. As soon as he landed on the ground, he was pulled up by his collar. The two looked at each other, one with a calm expression, the other with a ferocious expression, but Wu Gong, the latter, did not notice that the other's hand holding his collar was also shaking.

The pavilion master didn't dare to look at anyone else, he could only stare at Wu Gong. Under the calm surface, he actually had a turbulent heart.

"The Master of the Seventh Hall...it's obviously our Fourth Hall's business, what is he doing here? No, his target is that woman. What secrets does she have? Or...a Class A Life God?"

At this time, Wu Gong was already desperate, especially when he discovered Feng Dingzhang, and various thoughts flashed through the mind of the pavilion master in front of him. He wanted to turn around and take a look, but reason took over and he was curious. He couldn't guarantee it. After one glance, he would have ended up in exactly the same fate as those followers.

Feng Dingzhang in the sky just kept his gaze on him for a while, then withdrew his gaze.

With his robes fluttering, he moved slowly in the air, picking up speed little by little and chasing Shen Yifei away.

At the same time, both Shen Yi and He Jian Chuyun felt that there was an invisible wall around them, restricting their perception within their consciousness, even if they wanted to extend it by half a millimeter.

Shen Yi understood that this was definitely Feng Dingzhang's fault, but he had nothing to do. The only thing that could comfort him at the moment was that Feng Dingzhang's figure had disappeared behind.

He didn't seem to be chasing me.

But is this really the case?
Shen Yi didn't dare to fight with any guarantee. All he could do now was to fly with all his might. Even if there was only one thousandth chance of escape, he had to fight for it!
But unfortunately, reality was like an iron baseball bat, easily knocking his hope, which was as fragile as glass, into pieces.

"Xuan Li, he's here..." Tsurumi Chuyun murmured, but no emotion could be heard in his words.

Shen Yi hurriedly looked back, his eyes almost splitting.

A black spot appeared on the horizon in the distance, and it quickly enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye. I could use my toes to figure out who the black spot was.

Turning his head, Shen Yi flapped his wings frantically, trying to make himself fly faster, but now his speed had reached the limit and he could no longer go to the next level.

"Old witch, why are you so dazed!"

In desperation, he yelled at Tsurumi Chuyun, but the other party opened his mouth but said nothing.

"I……"

She knew very well that Shen Yi was just struggling in vain now. No matter what the result, he would not be able to escape at all. To put it clearly, she was desperate.

In the face of the absolute strength gap, any resistance is feeble.

Seeing Feng Dingzhang getting closer and closer, Shen Yi's mind went blank and he was confused for a moment.

How to do?
What should I do myself?
It was a fluke that he was able to escape from the Huangshaping military camp with the old witch last time. There was a lot of luck involved. But if he was caught again this time, there would be no chance of him making a comeback.

Regarding the art of sacrificial robes, he is just a worthless existence, tasteless to eat, and a pity to abandon. He escaped last time, but if he is caught this time, Feng Dingzhang will probably kill him directly!
How to do?
Shen Yi can't think of a way out. It seems that all he can do is accept his fate?
He wanted to throw Tsurumi Chuyun out, and then fight Feng Dingzhang desperately. If he could delay it for a while, if he was lucky, the old witch might still be able to escape.

But Wu Gong's performance in front of the Pavilion Master just now made him deeply realize that the gap between the consciousness level and the spiritual level cannot be made up by stubbornness, so he gave up decisively. He died, and the old witch became an ordinary person. Isn't it just as bad?
But even if he thought so, when he found that Feng Dingzhang was less than a hundred meters away from him, he still threw Tsurumi Chuyun out.

"Xuanli..."

"go!"

At the critical moment, Shen Yi threw He Jian Chuyun away, then forcibly turned his body around, opened his mouth to Feng Dingzhang and breathed out a breath of dragon's breath!
Wow!

The scarlet dragon's breath came together with a violent heat wave. The surrounding trees were bent down by the air current, and some trees that were not deeply rooted were uprooted by the terrifying heat wave on the spot.

But facing the dragon's breath that ordinary people avoid, Feng Dingzhang didn't even blink. When he raised his hands, the spiritual power that was so rich that it almost turned into substance formed a barrier in front of him. The seemingly surging dragon flames were not even close. Not even a cent.

With another wave of his hand, a giant white porcelain palm solidified at an extremely fast speed. Ignoring the high temperature of the dragon's breath, he opened his five fingers and pressed heavily towards Shen Yi.

"What!" Shen Yi's expression changed, and the ferocious dragon head was full of horror.

His dragon's breath was blocked so easily by the opponent. Although he was mentally prepared, seeing this scene still made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

He clearly understood that Feng Dingzhang was not serious at all. It couldn't be easier for him to deal with him. Once the dharma body is opened, crushing him to death is like crushing an ant.

"Xuan Li! Run away!"

On the other side, Hejian Chuyun, who was thrown out by Shen Yi, used the Indigo Bird Qingyun Jue in mid-air, and managed to stabilize his body. However, it was inevitable to be injured after falling from such a high height. He only heard a click, and he didn't know what it was. The place was broken, but she couldn't care less. She clenched her teeth and stood up, shouting anxiously to Shen Yi in the sky.

She also knew that if Feng Dingzhang hit him this time, Shen Yi would not be able to survive and be taken to the Huangshaping military camp like last time. The other party would most likely kill him.

But the frustrating thing is, why doesn't Shen Yi want to escape?
The problem is that he can't escape at all. He can only fight to the death. But facing a Xuan-level venerable, isn't it too ridiculous to describe him as "fighting to the death"?
The hot dragon's breath hit the giant white porcelain palm, giving the impression that he was pouring cold water on a thick piece of iron, unable to shake it at all. The next second, the giant palm came to Shen Yi, and before he could wait, When Shen Yi reacted, his bloody mouth, which could fit an off-road vehicle, was pinched.

The dragon's breath quickly dissipated in the air, and finally disappeared. For a moment, Shen Yi felt as if he was suddenly pulled into space, and there was an obvious sense of weightlessness.

In the eyes of He Jian Chuyun, Shen Yi's huge dragon body, which was more than ten feet long, was pulled from a high altitude by the giant white porcelain palm, and was violently smashed onto the ground full of rugged rocks.

boom!
There was a loud noise and the ground shook.

The flesh and scales on Shen Yi's body burst open, and blood mist poured down like rain.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Tsurumi Chuyun's feet softened and he collapsed to the ground.

"Xuanli..."

On Shen Yi's side, he didn't know if he was still alive at the moment he landed on the ground, because he didn't have time to feel the pain, and he only felt that his consciousness was cut into countless small pieces.

How do I put it, what does it feel like to be anesthetized and chopped into pulp alive?

He has never experienced it, but it is like this when his consciousness is forcibly divided into countless fragments. As for a more harmonious description, there is no more harmonious description.

In short, the fragmented consciousness has left the body and is rising slowly. There is darkness around him. He cannot see or hear, but he can feel that the thousands of fragments of his own consciousness are interacting with something else. Fusion, for a while, he had a lot of inexplicable emotions.

Joyful, sad, angry, warm, it seems to be some kind of memory, but there is no memory picture, it is still unfamiliar. Before Shen Yi can feel it carefully, the severe pain from his body turns him into pieces. Consciousness was forcibly pulled back.

The pain intensified, and the already ferocious dragon's face became even more distorted.

After finally opening his eyes, he found that the huge white porcelain palm had pinched his neck, lifted him up from the ground, and slowly rose up. Feng Dingzhang standing in the sky also appeared in front of him. , there was a cold and resentful look in his eyes at first, but later it turned into cold disdain.

"Little beast, don't worry, I won't let you die easily. I will torture you until you are broken into pieces. I want to hear your howl! I will let you taste all the pain before I kill you with my own hands."

"Humph, Grade A high-quality flying-winged armor, I see you like flying very much? Then let's start with the wings."

"You...Mom..."

...(End of chapter)