"boom--"

When Li Yansheng turned around and found that the puppet was almost empty. Ling Bufei was full of blood, his eyes were cold, and he walked step by step.

"You ..." Li Yan's figure shook and stopped in front of him.

Ling Bufei raised his sword in his hand, and the whole person exuded a deep intention: "Let it open!"

How could Li Yansheng make it, he spent so much time, so much effort, for today.

"Unless you step by!"

"Then step over!" The voice fell lightly, and the sword light had fallen into the mountains.

Li Yan sounded together, and the light was large, and the golden needle flew out immediately, as the rain fell.

Ling Bufei jumped up and shuttled in the rain of golden needles.

Li Yansheng is a medical practice, and the exercises are mainly on saving people. But his golden needle rain is a housekeeping skill, which can save people and hurt people.

They are like swimming fish at a tail, chasing their own goals. Once they are caught up and piercing their bodies, they will walk along the meridians to the organs and give a heavy blow.

At the beginning, Ling Bufei was lost. The memory did not return completely. He was all instinct and could not be dense. Later, he had a horizontal heart, and he couldn't do it. He just rushed forward.

The golden needle wants to swim to the organ, after all, it takes time. As long as he doesn't care, Li Yansheng can't take him.

Li Yansheng saw his determination, raised his palm to urge the gold needles, and his body suddenly came with a thin and dense pain.

"The more fierce your luck, the faster my golden needle. Ling Shaozhu, I am a medical practice, knowing where to get the most painful, do you want to try the pain of the arrow to wear?"

Ling Bufei answered him with action. He continued to rush forward, he stopped, a sword cut, the golden needle flew to the sword, and the sword was dancing.

In the soul -changing array, the small light of the medicine king was slowly not entering.

"Stop it!" The skin that was entry into the gold needles was burned. Li Yansheng said yes. He knew where it was the most painful.

The sea was invaded.

"Master!" Li Yansheng was overjoyed. For more than a hundred years, he managed to see hope. How could he allow others to destroy it? He raised his hand and waved his mana, and he had more golden needles. He rushed to Ling Bufei.

"Ling Shaozong, it is too late. The sea of ​​white fairy has been broken, and it is sooner or later by my master. You can still stay with a life now!"

Ling Bufei sneered: "If she is not there, do you think your master can survive? I will not only make the corpse of the corpse, but also make your master die without burial!"

Li Yansheng has long ignored his life and death, and even his determination to die today. But Master is his weakness. He never allows Master to be hurt, let alone after the resurrection.

"Take care!" He raised his hand and shouted, and more golden needles flew out.

The real gold needle has been used for a long time. These golden needles are transformed by his skill. Every time a gold needle is turned out, his cultivation is less.

If it is ordinary, you can still retreat back to practice. But today's posture is clearly endless until it is depleted.

The Yuanshen Guangtuan of Yaowang entered one point, and half of the Bai Meng's body at this time.

Ling Bufei raised his skin, it was a golden needle, and he rammed in his body. He stabbed him with pain.

"Ah-" Under the pain, he roared, the anti -kill sword in his hand swept away, and the air waves were surging.

The rest of the puppets rushed over, and he was picked by his sword.

It's near, it's coming to her immediately.

Li Yansheng raised his hand and spilled the medicine powder, such as the aroma of Lanmi musk.

Ling Bufei just felt that his head was stagnant, and he quietly calmed down.

Everything seems to stop, and even the time has disappeared. The sword in my hand is extremely heavy, but Bai Meng is now going fast.

No, this is an illusion, the medicine under Li Yan's sound.

Ling Bufei felt that the temple was encouraged, and it seemed that something had to be broken out. The golden needle in his body was mixed with this breath, provoking his nerves.

What should I do? The sword can't be lifted ...

Many thoughts slipped in their minds, and some vague memories gradually became clearer.

By the way, he is not afraid of poison at all. He has been corroded by the magic in the meridians for many years. What about the poison? He has a town magic Ding. The aura in his body is the poisoned nemesis.

"Ah-" The aura broke through the obstacle, and his hand finally moved.

Ling Bufei continues to move forward. Visual loss? It doesn't matter, just look at it. This is not important. This is not important.

Li Yansheng did not expect that he could still fight in this case, and it could not help but surprise.

Ling Bufei can't see it. In fact, he has bleed and nose, and even his eyes are blinded by blood. Coupled with the golden needle wandering in the body, the skin is pushed out of small bags.

What is like a son -in -law on weekdays? It is no exaggeration to say that the evil ghost crawling out of hell!

The Yuanshen Lights of Yao Wang went in again, leaving only a half of the outside.

"Get away!" Ling Buquently drank, swords on his sword, rushing forward.

He saw it, and Li Yansheng certainly saw it.

The century -old conspiracy is here. His determination is not as small as Ling Bufei. Seeing that the puppet and the gold needle can't stop him, Li Yansheng also rushed forward.

"Take care!"

He raised his palm into a light, and he really did not move with Ling Bu. During the strength of the hand, he was naturally not as good as Ling Bufei, but Ling Bufei was restrained by a golden needle, and he was poisoned.

At this point, the two do not care about any spells, moves. For those who maintain themselves, they must fight for their lives and strive for a little time.

Ling Bufei swords to cut, Li Yansheng raised his palm to block.

"Ling Shaozong, you have a lost memory, why not force it? Now that you have healed, there is a cultivation, there is a status, and you will lead Xianmen in the future.

Destroyed by poison, I am afraid it will be beaten back to the original shape, and there was nothing like before! Do you want to go back to the days that cannot be cultivated? "

Faced with Li Yansheng's words, Ling Bufei was not light at all, and even desperately desperately: "The person who wants to force is you! The medicine king is dead, you should have purified it, instead of delaying a century, and the hard life let the entire medicine king valley valley.

Burial! How many people have you killed these years, do you think the medicine king is alive, can she live with peace of mind? You are not filial! "

This remained shocked Li Yansheng's heart, while shaking at this moment, the sword in Ling Bufei's hand slammed down, repelled him, and then flew over his eyes.

One step, two steps-

Finally ... here.

He grabbed Bai Mengjin's hand, and at the same time, he also saw the Yuan Shen of the medicine king completely entering her.
Chapter completed!