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Chapter six hundred and seventy-ninth this hatred, never draw the sword!(2/2)

You can imagine how painful this kick was.

"This thing is good, it's worth the Fire Dragon Fruit. But you finally hurt my Iron Blood Sword Sect. You can be avoided by the death penalty, but you can't escape the death penalty."

Tang Ying looked cold and raised his hand and kicked Lin Yun in the chest.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of a broken rib sounded, and the middle-aged man in black laughed cruelly, feeling relieved in his heart.

With one kick, Lin Yun's ribs that had been trained to Canglong Jiubian were broken. This is a trait of Tang Ying's cruelty.

But it's not finished yet!

Lin Yunren was in the air, and before he could even land, he saw several sword lights. Under the infusion of the Yin-Yang Realm True Energy, it was like lightning, breaking through the sky.

Puchi!

Seven holes immediately appeared on his chest, and blood kept flowing out, and soon dyed his blue shirt red.

Lin Yun was immediately severely injured, his face was pale, no trace of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.

Tang Ying put his sword back into the sheath, sucked the first egg on the ground into his hand with one palm, and showed a look of pride on his face. He looked at Lin Yun coldly and shouted: "Get out."

Lin Yun staggered up, walked a few steps, and fell down weakly again.

But he held on and got up with one hand and continued to walk into the forest.

"Deputy Master, letting him go like this is too cheap." The middle-aged man in black, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he said angrily.

Tang Ying said lightly: "Have you ever seen the Yang Xuan Realm leader who can't die with my palm? This kid obviously has some origin. If I kill him, it will definitely lead to the elders behind him. It will only add to the trouble. Let's hurt him hard for the time being.

It is enough to leave hidden dangers for the young master’s major events.”

"What's more"

Tang Ying turned his tone, stared at the beast egg in his palm, with an expression of ecstasy on his face, and pondered: "I have never seen the strength of this thing's essence. If I could be refined, I might not be able to advance to the perfection of Yin and Yang realm!"

In the dense forest, Lin Yun walked all the way, and there was blood everywhere along the way.

Tang Ying was too vicious and bullied him with his cultivation level of Yin and Yang Realm. He broke his palm and kicked his chest and ribs, but he also kept it on him with his cultivation level of Yin and Yang Realm.

Seven holes.

Every hole is a vital part of the body. If he hadn't been strong in his body, he would have died.

But even so, the blood was almost half flowing, Lin Yun was extremely injured, and he was so numb. His face was withered. After just a moment, he looked extremely horrible and miserable.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

When his consciousness was about to blur, the familiar sound of horse hooves sounded, and the blood dragon horse was charred and appeared in a mess.

Obviously, the two guys suffered a lot in the process of attracting Lin Yun to escape the Demon Dragon Eagle.

But when it saw Lin Yun lying on the ground, his expression suddenly changed, especially the seven holes on his chest, which was extremely anxious. After a while, his eyes became hazy, filled with mist, and he was extremely sad.

It kept rubbing Lin Yun's face with its head, as if this would make Lin Yun feel more comfortable.

"You drama master, come to play me again. I can't die. Don't cry, don't cry."

Lin Yun squeezed out a smile on his withered face and comforted it.

The Blood Dragon Horse didn't listen and turned around and left whenever it sounded.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Lin Yun was about to fall into a coma, the Blood Dragon Horse ran back. There were a lot of scars on its body, especially a hideous wound on its forehead, which looked extremely terrifying.

But he has a plant in the corner of his mouth

The strange fruit grinned and showed two rows of front teeth, looking extremely happy.

When he came close to him, he chewed all the branches and leaves of the different fruits. When only the different fruits were left, put them on Lin Yun's chest and kept pressing them on his head. It seemed that he was saying, yours, yours.

Lin Yun looked at the wound on its forehead and looked at the terrifying wound on its forehead, but couldn't laugh.

He held the strange fruit and tried to stuff it into his mouth several times, but he couldn't swallow it. He couldn't swallow it. He didn't have this face, but when he looked at the expectant eyes of the Blood Dragon Horse, he had to stuff it into his mouth.

When I swallowed it, tears flowed out in a very unscrupulous manner.

A trace of chill in the boy's eyes that had never been seen before, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He gritted his teeth and spit out four words on his pale lips: "Iron Blood Sword Gate!"

The broken right hand, regardless of the severe pain, stubbornly clenched into a fist and hit the ground hard.
Chapter completed!
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