Evil Zun absolutely favors the evil wife

Chapter 114 Said to Beat You, Absolutely Without Discussion (2)
Those who control these two flying swords are Fufeng and Lingfeng. Generally, sword masters belong to the attribute of long-distance attack, which can avoid a lot of direct damage, and Hu Xiaoman is also very sure that they will protect himself well, so he stood so calmly. Where.

Here Fufeng and Lingfeng are fighting with Qinglong with their swords, and the thunderbolt on Xiaoliu's tail is also eager to try, hitting Qinglong's body one after another.

"Hmm." The sound of the dragon's roar shook the entire tomb, but the green dragon was not injured at all, its body was covered with dragon scales, and the dragon scales were hard to prevent it from getting too much damage.

It seems that the little pain from the lightning strike made Qinglong's eyes red, and he became more violent. The long dragon tail swept away, and Ling Feng, who had no time to dodge, was swept by the dragon's tail, and was swept away to the stone wall, and he couldn't help but vomited. A mouthful of blood.

"Ling Feng!" After jumping two steps back, Fu Feng frowned nervously when he saw the injured Ling Feng.

"Cough cough." After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ling Feng couldn't help but coughed twice, resisted the pain in his body, pulled his mouth and pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine, it doesn't matter, you be careful."

Ling Feng was injured by the six-tailed Thunder Beast, and the Blood Qilin and the others became more careful in their attacks. While attacking, they also had to be alert to Qinglong's counterattack.

Seeing Ling Feng spitting blood, Hu Xiaoman's original relaxed expression disappeared, and his face was covered with a thin layer of chill. , the big one can almost break the body of the Seven Killing Fan.

Qinglong is worthy of being an ancient divine beast, with thousands of years of cultivation, even if Fufeng and the monsters join forces to deal with Qinglong, they still can't conquer Qinglong, and make themselves very embarrassed.

Seeing that Fufeng and the others were more or less scratched by dragon claws, the anger in Hu Xiaoman's eyes deepened.

"As the saying goes, if you touch the dragon's Nilin, you will die! I want to see today, who will die first." Hu Xiaoman's eyes were fixed on the position of Qinglong Nilin. A ball of fox fire was set up, and when Qinglong and Fufeng were fighting and they had no time to distract themselves, they smashed the ball of fox fire towards Qinglong's reverse scale.

In an instant, there was an earth-shattering wail, the sound of Qinglong's huge body crashing to the ground, and the dragon's tail hitting the stone slab in pain, one could see Qinglong's pain.

The dragon's reverse scale, under the dragon's throat, is its sore spot and weakness. Attacking the opponent's sore spot will inevitably cause a strong backlash. After all, no one likes to let others poke their sore spot.

And Hu Xiaoman is betting, anyway, the current situation is either he dies or I die, and of course she will never let the other party have a better life.

"Hurry up, go to the pavilion." Hu Xiaoman was still worried that Fufeng and the others would be hurt, so he asked them to hide for a while.

"Together." Naturally, Fufeng would not leave Hu Xiaoman alone, and ran towards the pavilion with him.

According to Hu Xiaoman's guess, the pavilion contains the things Qinglong wants to protect, and Qinglong will not destroy it easily, so the pavilion should be the safest place in this tomb.

If you want to ask Hu Xiaoman why he didn't give Qinglong another palm when Qinglong was injured, Hu Xiaoman really doesn't want to say, Qinglong has already firmly protected his nilin, how could this kind of thing happen again?

Just when Hu Xiaoman stepped up the steps of the pavilion, Qinglong let out a long dragon cry, as if the pain that Hu Xiaoman had brought to it just now would no longer affect its actions so much.

Qinglong became mad, looking at Hu Xiaoman with murderous intent in his eyes, his whole body was still cold, as if he would not give up until he killed Hu Xiaoman.

"Go up quickly." Not knowing if it would be too late, Hu Xiaoman could only urge them to go up quickly.

Qinglong seemed to see their plan, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to escape, don't think about it."

After finishing speaking, Qinglong rose into the sky again, waved his dragon tail, and hit Hu Xiaoman and the others without hesitation.

Several people retreated hastily, but they were inevitably affected, even Hu Xiaoman.

Originally, the position where the dragon's tail swept was exactly where Hu Xiaoman was. Fufeng pushed Hu Xiaoman away, but was pulled away by Hu Xiaoman. At the same time, the dragon's tail also swept across her arm, and even swept her away. Half of the skin was bleeding all the time, it was scary.

At the same time, Longwei broke up the entire staircase, and the few people who were still standing on the staircase fell down along with the broken staircase.

Originally, the stairs of the pavilion were made of wooden planks, but just now, they were completely torn apart by Qinglong's dragon tail, and the few people who were still on the top just didn't react. At that time, he was deeply pressed in this pile of sawdust.

"Hmph." Seeing Hu Xiaoman and the others who had disappeared under the ruins, Qinglong snorted coldly with disdain: "Hmph, you looked very arrogant just now, didn't you feel like an ant being killed by this seat?" Squeeze to death."

"Haha." Seeing the irritable guy who was harassing just now, he was already on the verge of death, Qinglong laughed out of complacency, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Hey, this pile of rubbish looks annoying." After being happy, Qinglong expressed his headache for the pile of sawdust, and even destroyed his own habitat. This group of people is really a disaster.

When Qinglong thinks of Hu Xiaoman, and then thinks of Nilin that he was injured, that hateful tooth itches, that girl is really courageous, I have lived for thousands of years, the first time someone dares to hurt Nilin, it is themselves If you want to die, it's no wonder that it strikes too hard.

Just when Qinglong fell into his own contemplation, the pile of sawdust was turned over, and two figures in red clothes slowly crawled out from the pile of sawdust.

That's right, it was Hu Xiaoman and Fufeng who crawled out from the pile of sawdust, and the others didn't move much.

Hu Xiaoman and Fufeng's black hair was scattered, their clothes were slightly cut by sawdust, and their faces were also stained with a lot of dust. They looked a little embarrassed, especially Hu Xiaoman, whose bloody arm was already bleeding. Being crushed in the pile of sawdust, a lot of wood slag pierced deeply into the wound, Hu Xiaoman only frowned slightly, bit his lip but didn't make any sound of pain.

"Xiaoman, does your hand hurt?" Fufeng didn't care about the injury on his body at all, the dazzling red on Hu Xiaoman's arm made Fufeng focus all his attention on it, carefully grasping Hu Xiaoman's arm, asked with concern.

"It's okay." On the one hand, Hu Xiaoman smiled at Fufeng, trying to reassure him, but on the other hand, he uprooted the wood dregs on his arm without even looking at it, and even spattered a lot of blood.

"Xiaoman!" Seeing this scene, Fufeng frowned deeply, and called out to Hu Xiaoman in a sharp voice, just watching Hu Xiaoman's movements, Fufeng could feel the pain, he really felt sorry for Hu Xiaoman.

"It's okay, don't frown." Hu Xiaoman stretched out his hand to smooth Fufeng's deeply wrinkled brow, and said with a peaceful smile: "It's okay, this wood residue will be pulled out sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)