Void Transformation

"you!"

Seeing Chen Duo's death, Feng Yuan felt confusing, and couldn't help feeling frightened. Now that the other party is paying attention to own, he can no longer care about Huajian faction's revenge, just thinking about how to get out.

Looking at this oncoming teacup, Feng Yuan seemed to avoid a scourge, and his figure receded rapidly, far beyond the range that the teacup could splash on the ground. On the other side, Luo Guhong saw the other party's intention to retreat, and at the moment he had signaled, just drag the opponent to death.

Therefore, although she lacked internal energy at the moment, she still chose to rush out of the tea shed to fight. But when he raised his foot, he felt that he was being pulled behind him, and when he turned his head subconsciously, he heard the voice of the black-robed man in front of him:

"You should not get out of the tea shed."

Luo Guhong was stunned when he heard the words, but then he chose to believe it, and while he was fully engaged in Internal Energy, he did not find the voice of the other party's voice, which seemed a little weak. Luo Guhong slowly inserted the knife back into the scabbard with his right hand. With a seemingly simple action, he turned the residual Internal Energy all over his body and gathered towards the arm holding the knife.

"Ugly!!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Yuan immediately opened his mouth and whispered, while the giant cow, who was staring at the tea shed owner, immediately moved closer to him. It's just that Feng Yuan didn't choose to ride the bull to escape at this time, but was eager for Qinggong. Obviously, what he was afraid of was not the last knife of Luo Guhong's strong crossbow, but the signal for help that had long disappeared from the sky.

"After three breaths... send a move..."

When the sound transmission resumed, Luo Guhong frowned immediately, because she could see that Feng Yuan's Qinggong was about to be used, and after only a breath, he was already out of his own attack range. But at this moment, she believed in the people behind her inexplicably, so she only hesitated for a while and suppressed the idea of ​​making moves at this moment.

At the same time, Feng Yuan Qinggong was transported, and he stepped on the ground abruptly before turning around, just about to fly up. But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly swept in front of him, and Feng Yuan was shocked when he saw this, and said in secret:

"It came so fast!"

Feng Yuan thought that it was Huajian who sent reinforcements. He knew that once the Practitioner launched Qinggong with all his strength, if he was not attacked or the opponent's attack could not cause harm to himself, then it would be no different from normal fighting.

But once the opponent's attack is enough to pose a threat to oneself, then if one is hitting Qinggong when oneself transports Qinggong, its damage will be multiplied several times. There is a stake in this, Feng Yuan knew in his heart, and definitely wouldn't take this strange risk.

However, just when he was ready to receive a palm from the person in front of him, and then drew away with the strength of the opponent's palm, he found that the strong wind had no follow-up, and it didn't hurt or itchy to blow on himself, and just disappeared like this. I couldn't help but froze.

But today he has seen too many weird things, and he has no time to think about it at this moment. And this time, he has made plans, even if there is a strong wind, he will not stop Qinggong categorically, at most he calls Chou'er to take this move.

"Don't shoot yet?"

"One breath..."

Seeing that the opportunity was fleeting, Luo Guhong was anxious. The reason why she didn't send a signal for help in the first place was precisely because she understood that this thing could attract help, but it was easier to attract enemies.

However, between the inquiries, the answer was still one sentence, and even the voice of the other party seemed a little weak, as if impatient. Luo Guhong was unhappy, but at this time she still chose to wait, but she decided that if the other party miscalculated, then she would never trust his judgment in the future.

At this moment, Feng Yuan suddenly got up again, his figure jumped, but he felt that there was no strong wind around him. He immediately felt that he had a chance to win, and he shouted:

"There will be a period!"

But just as he shouted to the last word and was about to take advantage of the momentum to jump and move away, there was a sudden cold in his heart, but there was nothing unusual around him.

Just as he suppressed the bitter cold in his heart and began to move horizontally, he suddenly felt a huge force, pressing it towards him. But there is no sign, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Well.."

At The next moment, Feng Yuan let out a muffled hum. The figure that originally wanted to rush away was parabolic in the air, flying backwards towards the tea shed, faster than his own Qinggong, the king of beasts. Get a few minutes faster.

But in the next moment, a hint of surprise flashed across Feng Yuan's face, because at this moment, although his body was leaning back uncontrollably, there was no injury in his body. It was as if he had not been bombarded by a huge force, but by a huge cotton ball.

However, just as he was ecstatic in his heart, ready to take advantage of the force to land, so when he turned around in the air and looked towards the ground, a cross-sword light flashed out of thin air. Feng Yuan was shocked, and hurriedly ran the Internal Energy that could still be tuned in his body onto both palms, volleyed out two palms, and greeted him with the light of the knife.

But at The next moment, the moment his palm power touched the blade light, it passed directly through without causing any blockage. Upon seeing this, Feng Yuan immediately shouted, even his voice became sharp:

"ugly..."

But at the moment when the word was uttered, the light of the cross knife was already present, before he could make any response, he only heard two sounds of broken bones one after another, and then his two arms turned out to be the same root. And off.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The severe pain of losing both arms caused Feng Yuan, who was still in the air, to fall suddenly. And at this moment, the yelling in his mouth, but I don't know whether it is more miserable howling, or more fear of falling to death.

At this moment, when the giant cow saw it, a pair of bull's eyes instantly became blood-red, and when it looked at the red-clothed boy in the tea shed, seeing his exhausted look at this moment, he did not choose to avenge his master at this time, but Feng Yuan took it towards the falling Feng Yuan.

Luo Guhong was sitting on the tea table nearby, panting, obviously this knife was her last Internal Energy. Seeing that the knife didn't kill the opponent, she didn't feel a pity either, because she knew that even if Feng Yuan like this went back, only life would be better than death waiting for him.

This is because although Beast King Zhuang does not belong to any of the three ways of Righteous & Evil, but the style of selecting disciples is known for being harsh. Even if this Feng Yuan is a true disciple and becomes so crippled, he will no longer be treated as an Inner Sect disciple, not to mention his Master is now crippled.

"Hmm... Count you this time... ah?"

I don't know how long it took, the giant cow had also taken away Feng Yuan, who had lost his arms, and Luo Guhong finally recovered 30% of the Internal Energy and spoke softly. But while he was talking, he turned and looked at the black robe Xiaofeng behind him, but saw that his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't help but whisper.

"Uh... do you... have any medicine?"

Xiaofeng looked at Luo Guhong, and slowly stretched out his right hand, but he asked such a question that the other party didn't understand. Luo Guhong was stunned for a moment and still did not respond. He didn't know what he was thinking. Xiaofeng squeezed a helpless smile when he saw it, and repeated a little loudly:

"I'm asking you, is there any medicine, wound medicine!"

"what?"

Luo Guhong was stunned when he heard the words, and the expression on his face immediately returned to normal. She swiped towards her waist and she took out a bottle of Medicine Pill. But Xiaofeng didn't ask her what Medicine Pill was at this time. He took the medicine bottle and poured a pill into his mouth.

"Hey, this medicine..."

When Luo Guhong saw this, he had forgotten the disguised voice in a hurry, and the clear female voice could not hide his shock. But at The next moment, she wanted to say that this medicine was not used like this, but there was a look of confusion on her face again.

Because she looked at Xiaofeng's face, as if she had opened a dye shop, she quickly recovered her blood from pale, and finally turned red.

"You... what kind of medicine is this!"

Xiaofeng's weak voice also regained his vitality at this moment, but when he got up, he felt that his five inner parts were burned, as if he had been hit by his own flame magic. But fortunately, although the medicine is very powerful, the poison in his body is constantly swallowing the medicine.

If not, Xiaofeng, the Tier 1 magician of the Western Continent, which is equivalent to the First Martial Realm of the Eastern Continent, has directly taken a martial art healing secretion that is several stages stronger than his own level, and I am afraid he will be sprayed directly. Blood to death.

"You...me...this..."

Luo Guhong, who has always been arrogant, now hesitates and doesn't know what to say. Naturally, this medicine of her is the best holy medicine for healing. It is given by the Holy Lord of Huajian, and it is naturally not a common product. But seeing Xiaofeng's painful appearance, it was as if what he had given was not a healing medicine, but a poison.

This also made her not know how to answer, and even more did not know how to relieve the pain of the person in front of her. My father told himself to follow the person in front of him and protect him from death. If the enemy did not die, but he was poisoned to death by his own medicine, then I really didn't know how to explain it, and how to laugh generously.

Seeing Xiaofeng's expression becoming more painful, Luo Guhong actually made an astonishing move, raising his hand to cut away at the vital point of his neck. It was just that before her hand hit Xiaofeng, the latter had already softened and fell toward the tabletop.

After half an hour hurriedly passed, Xiao Feng breathed out a breath, and finally slowly got up. If he hadn't exhausted the last bit of energy when he was in extreme pain, he had entered the state of full consciousness and reduced his five senses to a minimum, and he would have passed out because of the pain.

But now that the residual poison in his body and the medicinal properties of the Medicine Pill are swallowing each other, a delicate balance is achieved, and he can finally speak normally. The five senses recovered one after another. Except for the delay of vision, the other four senses quickly turned around. He only felt the breeze blowing around him, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, and the warm sunshine.

But when his vision began to recover, the scene in front of his eyes made the smile that appeared naturally on his face, stiff... He saw that he was not in a place where birds and flowers were fragrant, but Still in this tea shed.

It's just that in this small tea shed, there are now five more unfamiliar faces, and these five people don't know Xiaofeng, and look at their clothes, they are also uneven. But if you insist on talking about the similarities between these five people, it is these five people, all of them are like a crown jade, and the appearance is extraordinary.

And Luo Guhong is still dressed in red, sitting at a tea table three steps away from him, drinking with two men, but they are obviously not drinking tea, but not wine. It's nectar.

Just as Xiaofeng saw the appearance of the people around him, Luo Guhong also noticed that he was awake, but he let out a cold snort. The voice between his openings had returned to the original, and he asked:

"Hmph, let's talk about it, what exactly did you do, and how did you make the move? Otherwise, Ben has a means to make you speak!"

When Xiao Feng saw this, the smile on his face suddenly turned into a bitter smile, but he was not half afraid because of the five people around him who were looking at him at the same time. It's just that he knows one thing, that is, he must make up a lie, a seamless lie.

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