Chu Lang's spiritual sense sense has captured that Long Aotian has come within a thousand feet.

It is estimated that Long Aotian has already known that Chu Lang is not leaving, and his speed has actually slowed down. It seems that he still has some scruples about Chu Lang and the two, worried that there are some traps waiting for him to step in.

Chu Lang didn't have any good solution, just now he just shook the two of them to make Chen Lin believe that he had a solution, and he persuaded Hua Ruoxue along the way.

Chu Lang could think of a more reliable way to show weakness and fight with him, and then use the Bing Lingzhi to sneak attack Long Aotian. Of course, the risk is very high, so big that Chu Lang can't bear the consequences, and he might leave his life here.

And the prerequisite is that the masked man in gray doesn't help or create pressure on himself.

"Other than that, there is no better way." Chu Lang comforted himself inwardly.

Chu Lang slowly radiated the energy of the sea of ​​consciousness, and scanned a radius of nearly one mile.

Hua Ruoxue has already led Chen Lin for more than 2000 feet, while Long Aotian is getting closer and closer, and he is still a few hundred feet away.

Just two thousand zhang away, there was still a group of people flying over. It seemed that the subordinates from Tianlei Village came to chase and kill him and the others. [

Chu Lang must arrive before these 20 people arrive. These are the elites of Tianlei Village. Although the cultivation base of the Twelve Flying Eagles is not high, they are not weak. Deal with the masked man and escape from here.

Chu Lang slowly opened his eyes, and he saw a shadow rushing towards him in the distance. Long Aotian looked angry. Tonight, he was played by several young people one after another, and even escaped so far.

Chu Lang stroked the Bingpo Youhuang Excalibur quietly, his heart was peaceful, and he looked at Long Aotian who came tens of feet in front of him indifferently after a few ups and downs.

"Boy, stop running. Knowing that you can't stop running is considered self-knowledge. What about the other two?

Leave you alone, poor fellow. "Long Aotian rampantly sneered.

Chu Lang laughed loudly and said: "Long Aotian, you are going backwards, you are so old and still so incomprehensible, you are destined to drink and hate this tonight, next year today will be your death day, what will you say? Don't say it, the uncle thinks it's for your age, so what if you help you realize it."

"If you speak such wild words, you won't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. If I don't bother you, I will die." Long Aotian glanced around coldly, making sure that Chu Lang had no other helpers, and he was even more puzzled. With a cultivation base of the seventh level, he wanted to utter wild words to kill himself.

Long Aotian didn't want to waste time for a kid, and missed the main goal of Hua Ruoxue.

What's more, there is an even bigger powerhouse on the side. With him holding Lin Rongfu back, he is confident that he can finish Chu Lang in a few rounds.

Chu Lang didn't want to be beaten passively, and took the lead in stabbing Long Aotian with a sword intent. This sword intent was gathered while waiting for Long Aotian just now, hoping to shock Long Aotian.

boom!

The sword intent that had condensed for a long time was actually resolved by the attack that Long Aotian used with a wave of his hand. Chu Lang was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

Chu Lang opened his eyes wide, and his vision was full of Long Aotian's figure. Chu Lang pulled out the Ice Soul Youhuang Excalibur, and with a clang, Shi pointed out a burst of strength, and hit Long Aotian, while quickly pulling out the true sword from his body. Yuan, relieved the condensed breath in the air a bit.

Just now, he couldn't move for a moment. Chu Lang already knew that high-level opponents could easily restrain them. Chu Lang didn't think that the attack he created could cause much damage to the opponent.

The only trump card that he hopes to win is the Bingling fingering method, but Chu Lang knows that he must hit with one blow, even if he can't kill the opponent, he must severely defeat Long Aotian, otherwise he will be buried here tonight. [

At this time, Lin Rongfu had already fought against the masked gray-clothed man. Both of them were at the recasting level, and their strengths were about the same, but for Lin Rongfu, the disadvantage was that they had lost a lot of true energy in the previous fights. At this moment, facing a normal level of reforged opponents, it is not a little stress.

The fight between the two was more impressive than Chu Lang's side, and it caused more damage to the surroundings, but the degree of danger was still the fight between Chu Lang and Long Aotian.

The sound of weapons colliding spread all around, and the momentum was getting deeper and deeper, and if it went on for a long time, it would attract the appearance of many warriors and high-level beasts, so Chu Lang and the others seemed to have a tacit understanding. The temptations and courteous moves of the usual arena.

From the very beginning, there were fatal moves and aggressive attacks, but both of them fell into the game stage. Chu Lang's sea of ​​consciousness was constantly hit by external forces. This should be the attack of consciousness emitted by Long Aotian. Fortunately, Chu Lang was born At the second stage, the phenomenon of breaking the sea of ​​consciousness was aroused. The degree of condensed consciousness is more condensed and profound than that of ordinary people. harm.

Long Aotian didn't care about Chu Lang, who was two small realms below him, but his sudden sharp moves and spiritual attacks had already given Chu Lang a lot of face. He didn't expect this guy to be able to bear the fact that he seldom made moves. Long Aotian's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Even if the attack of spiritual consciousness can't cause your damage, the martial arts moves will make you overwhelmed."

Long Aotian is very confident in his martial arts. Although he found the famous Dian Ce from a certain cave, although it did not indicate what level of martial arts it was, he knew this set of martial arts after he practiced successfully and traveled all over the world for many years. Even if it is not an earth-level martial skill, it is still a top-rank mysterious-level martial skill.

The sword light flickered, and the originally pitch-black night was now illuminated by the fiery light. Long Aotian looked down with a proud face, as if looking at an ant that was about to be crushed, with a faint smile on his mouth.

The light and shadow of the sword shrouded Chu Lang, accompanied by the overwhelming pressure, Chu Lang suddenly felt that he was in a violent storm, a floating ark, as if it would be destroyed in the next moment, but Chu Lang gritted his teeth and stood firm. Shouted loudly.

Chu Lang had to create an atmosphere, even to paralyze Long Aotian. There was not much time for Chu Lang, and there were still many masters chasing after him.

Chu Lang quickly circulated his true energy, Feng Yujiu transformed and used it to the extreme, and at the same time, the fantasy three swords were staged in turn.

"That's right, these few swords are still worth seeing, but their power is just that. If you think you want to defeat me at this level, you really think too much." Long Aotian laughed, and didn't even look at Chu Lang's attack , Directly relying on the powerful true energy to stir Chu Lang aside, a stream of condensed air rolled out of the cuffs and attacked Chu Lang's life gate.

Chu Lang only felt a hurricane blowing towards him, and hurriedly used a body skill to dodge in the strong wind, and slanted to the other side.

when!

The Ice Soul Youhuang Sword and the Sovereign Sword collided violently, shining a dazzling light, illuminating the forest under the dark night.

Chu Lang still overestimated his own ability, underestimated the ability of a master at the peak of the Ninth Layer of Innate Realm, and underestimated Chen Lin's ability at the same time.

He fought twice with a master of the peak of the Xiantian realm, once on Qianya Peak, and the second time he joined forces with Chen Lin to resist Long Aotian's palm just now.

Both times, the two fought together, and Chen Lin seemed to be under more pressure. Now that he was facing it alone, he realized that his thoughts were a little naive. Even against ordinary high-level opponents of the Xiantian Realm, Chu Lang also has a chance of winning, but he did not expect that this Long Aotian martial skill seems to be very unusual. If he wants to use his cultivation at the Seventh Level of the Xiantian Realm to face someone with a peak cultivation at the Ninth Level of the Xiantian Realm, whether it is a conspiracy or Yang Mou, in the face of all powerful forces, has turned into nothingness.

The strength of shape exuded by Long Aotian suppressed Chu Lang to death. Chu Lang exerted all his strength for every movement, and the true energy in his dantian was quickly withdrawn and consumed.If there is no better way, it may not be long before Chu Lang has no ability to fight back.

At this moment, Chu Lang regretted choosing to stay and face this Long Aotian. Unknowingly, he had been hit by several swords, dripping with blood, especially from the blow of the Sovereign Sword on his shoulder, and the blood stained Chu Lang's lapel.

Chu Lang looked at Long Aotian in front of him, but he was distracted by his spiritual sense to pay attention to the battle between Lin Rongfu and the masked man in gray. The two seemed to have entered a stalemate. Although the man in gray was in full swing , but Lin Rongfu is not weak, he has rich experience, and his moves are solid, dexterous and changeable, so he can't tell the winner for a while.

On the other hand, at this time, the barrier of Chu Lang's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was constantly being impacted by physical energy, and the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness had already stirred up waves at this moment.

Chu Lang originally wanted to find a better time to use the Bing Lingzhi fingering method, but if he didn't use it at this moment, he might be on the spot today.

Chu Lang thought of the Bingling fingering technique that Mu Caifeng practiced on Jiuya Mountain, and the sparring with Hua Feifeng, and his movements began to flow smoothly and coherently.

Long Aotian also seemed to think that he had been playing for a long time, and if he didn't catch up, Hua Ruoxue and Chen Lin might run away, so he said coldly: "Stinky boy, the village master won't play with you anymore, Die."

The fierce and fast attack was accompanied by the disappearing sound, and the sword light of the figure pierced the void, approaching Chu Lang, and at the same time exuded a strong energy, locking Chu Lang tightly.

Suddenly, figures all over the sky appeared in Chu Lang's pupils, as well as sword flowers flickering in the dark night. Chu Lang had to say that this Long Aotian was a bit contrived and too redundant. You can kill yourself in one round, so you have to engage in so many fancy tricks.

Chu Lang didn't know that Long Aotian had already been seriously injured in the yard before, but he was a deep-rooted man, so how could he show his weakness in front of his opponents.

Chu Lang had hidden the true essence of the ice spirit finger in his right hand that had been hidden for a long time. The moment Long Aotian stabbed him with the sword, he swung his right hand and pointed at Long Aotian who was only a few feet away.

laugh!puff!boom!

A scorched smell wafted away, and Chu Lang's spirit was shaken by the terrifying screams. For a moment just now, Chu Lang could hardly breathe.

The Sovereign Sword turned into shards of iron and floated all over the ground, a figure staggered and fell from the void, and then disappeared into the dark night forest.

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