One hundred and ninety-ninth chapter internal strength late stage one
"Ah, little thief, I'm going to kill you." The Khitan warrior whose right arm was chopped off by Ling Tianyun's sword showed a ferocious and terrifying look, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead. He endured the pain caused by the broken arm.
In great pain, he almost screamed in a roaring voice at the young man standing opposite with his sword raised. He almost exhausted all his strength and screamed furiously.
The violent aura is like a crazy beast, making people feel heart-stopping.
The eyes of another Khitan warrior next to him began to show fear, holding the sword that was as curved as the evil moon in his hand, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face. He stood there with a broken arm.
Beside the warrior, his eyes flickered.
Ling Tianyun put away his sword and stood up, but the zhenqi in his body was like a small dry spring. There was not much left. What made him feel worst was that the mysterious and strange power in his body seemed to be gradually disappearing.
And left. A flash of panic and confusion flashed through his heart, but he still forced himself to calm down. He must not show his weakness in front of the two Khitan warriors.
Feeling the chaotic aura in his body, Ling Tianyun's heart sank. The first of the "Eight Possible Postures" he had just used had consumed all his energy. At this time, he only had a few traces of his long-depleted true energy left.
The mysterious and strange power in his body also gradually disappeared as his true energy dried up.
There was not much true energy left in his body, and the true energy moved around in the body in a disordered manner, and his body became extremely sore without the support of the true energy. He seemed to be falling apart.
Suppressing the poor condition of his fireworks, Ling Tianyun proudly raised his sword and looked coldly at the Khitan warrior who had lost his right arm and howled in pain. He was secretly suffering in his heart. The other man only had his right arm cut off, but
The opponent's internal strength cultivation was not affected at all, but his right hand was cut off, so his sword skills must be restricted. Thinking of this, Ling Tianyun felt a little more relieved, but he forgot that there was also a Khitan warrior in the innate realm.
I saw that the opponent's face was pale, and his remaining left arm was pointing at him tremblingly. And the right arm that he had chopped off fell not far away from the Khitan warrior, and the cut wound was gurgling like a spring.
Like blood. His ferocious face became particularly vicious and bloodthirsty due to the blood loss, and his slightly trembling body was almost about to pounce on him again.
Another Khitan warrior quickly stepped forward and quickly clicked on the acupuncture points around the wound. Only then did he stop the blood that was pouring out. He then smoothly slashed the injured Khitan warrior's right hand that had fallen to the ground.
He picked it up with his arm, and also picked up the scimitar that had been dropped not far away.
Ling Tianyun could only watch the actions of the other two helplessly. He did not dare to act rashly, otherwise once the other party found out his details, they would definitely launch a violent attack.
Rays of hatred shot through the dusk sky full of sunset. Ling Tianyun saw the fire of hatred like burning fire in the eyes of the Khitan warrior whose right arm was cut off by him, and it burned more and more fiercely in his eyes.
The light of hatred with the endless blood evil breath shocked Ling Tianyun's heart. If looks could kill, then Ling Tianyun would have been killed by the injured Khitan warrior countless times.
Secretly anxious in his heart, he also slowly exercised his skills and adjusted his breath. The most important thing at this time was to restore his internal energy. Otherwise, once his internal energy depletion was revealed, the consequences would be disastrous.
The strong wind suddenly rises, the rays of light come one after another, and the red light all over the sky is like the burning fireworks. The bloody dusk arrives as promised, which just gives people an extremely poignant feeling.
Ling Tianyun held the big knife in his hand tightly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the two unconscious girls sleeping soundly on the ground. Only then did he feel relieved. There should be nothing serious about these two girls at the moment. Then Mei
The poison on the tree is obviously not a strange poison, just some intoxicating poison.
I don't know when the Khitan warrior who lost his right arm had bandaged the cut wound. You could clearly see the bright red blood stains on the bandaged mouth, and his pale face gradually began to gain a trace of blood.
. His left hand held the sword that looked like a crescent moon, but another violent and vicious aura burst out from his hair, like a volcano erupting with flames rising into the sky.
The scimitar had been changed to his left hand, but he appeared in front of Ling Tianyun with a strange temperament. And the chopped off right arm was thrown to the ground by him, but he did not look at it again.
The Khitan warrior holding the scimitar tightly in his left hand gave Ling Tianyun a more dangerous feeling. This time the opponent exuded a sharp sword intent. Holding the sword in his left hand was far more dangerous and weird than raising the sword in his right hand.
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Ling Tianyun suddenly felt this feeling inexplicably in his heart. He felt that the sword intent released from the other party was like a tide, permeating from the other party's body, and instantly enveloped him where he was. That kind of fierceness
The tide of sword intent made Ling Tianyun feel a pressure that he had never felt before. This pressure was the same feeling as the sword, and his understanding of the sword was also touched like a force, but it was far less than that of the other party.
The same, with a strong sense of sword exuding from his whole body.
The other Khitan warrior did not make any move. After bandaging the injured man, he stood behind the man. As if the next battle had nothing to do with him, and the Khitan whose right arm was cut off
The samurai will fight the final battle alone.
Ling Tianyun's eyes were condensed, but his heart had already stirred up a huge storm. He did not expect that these two Khitan warriors were actually good at wielding swords with their left hands. This discovery made Ling Tianyun even more shocked. For more than ten people
He had a new understanding of Khitan warriors. But what gave him a big headache at this moment was that his internal energy was exhausted, and the mysterious physical power gradually disappeared with the exhaustion of internal energy.
"You are the first person to hurt me and the first person to use my trump card. But unfortunately, you are the first and the last person. Boy, you are very lucky and very unlucky."
The twisted face of the Khitan warrior was even more ferocious and terrifying, and he did not pay any attention to the few drops of his own blood splashed on his face.
"Thank you for the compliment, but it's not certain who will win and who will die. If I can cut off your right arm, I will definitely cut off your left arm." When Ling Tianyun heard this, his heart was shocked. He knew that the other party had hidden strength, but
He didn't expect that the opponent's strength was so strong. How they cultivated it after many battles, this couldn't help but interest the expert who trained them. This thought just flashed in his mind, and he
Still have to face reality.
The fierce aura erupted from the opponent's body, and he quickly felt that the opponent had already decided to kill him, which made him extremely fearful. The opponent was desperate to take his life, but he was still above the ground.
The two charming girls who were sleeping had to be taken care of.
"I hope your strength is as tough as your words. Next, I will avenge the loss of your arm alone, and I will also let you taste the pain of losing your arm. Don't worry, I won't kill you so soon.
There are just two of us, and the two unconscious girls on the ground are just enough for the two of us to enjoy. We are going to ravage them both in front of you, so that you can't even ask for life, let alone death, and you will be subjected to the most ruthless torture.
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The Khitan warrior holding the scimitar in his left hand glanced at the two unconscious women on the ground. A bit of greedy lust and lust flashed in his eyes. His twisted face became more ferocious and terrifying, and the ferocious look on his face became even more fierce.
It became more intense. And when the Khitan warrior behind him heard his words, he showed an extremely lewd smile, as if the two women lying on the ground became their possessions at this moment, and at this time the full
The young man in Xuanyi, who was covered in blood, was mercilessly ignored by him.
"Bah, if you have the ability, come to me. If you, a bastard like a beast, are allowed to walk out of the Feng family's yard alive today, my uncle will not be named Ling." When Ling Tianyun heard this, he suddenly burst into anger. He was like this.
His words were like peeling off his scales, arousing the overwhelming anger in his heart. No matter how they dealt with him, he had no complaints. After all, his strength was limited. They were originally fighting for life and death. Either you died or I died.
Death. But at this moment, the Khitan warrior actually said such unpalatable words, causing the anger in Ling Tianyun's heart to surge out.
He didn't care that he had already lost his fighting power, and was just a strong man on the outside. He didn't care that the chaotic and hemp-like Qi in his body was about to dry up, and he didn't care that the powerful physical strength in his body was gradually disappearing with the depletion of internal power.
At this moment, the only thought in his mind was to protect the two girls who were lying on the ground and sleeping, and to protect them from the influence of this Khitan warrior.
Feeling Ling Tianyun's earth-shaking anger, the Khitan warrior looked up to the sky and laughed. After laughing, he shouted to him in a deep voice: "Bring out your manly aura. Don't you want to protect them? Come on, take out your
Come on, fight, see how you want to protect them, or do you want to see how we ravage them."
"As you wish." Ling Tianyun replied coldly, with a firm tone that revealed a sudden collapse of awe-inspiring aura. He poured all the few traces of true energy left in his body into his body.
Suddenly, a sharp, blade-like aura erupted from his body, soaring straight into the sky.
With a wave of his hand, he hit the big sword, and a cold and fierce owl-like aura surged out. Ling Tianyun took the lead and took action. He was completely angered by the Khitan warrior.
The broadsword he swung was like a thunderbolt, and a breath of energy that broke through the air and fell into the sky was struck towards the Khitan warrior. He stepped lightly on the middle of the palace, and his arms burst out with astonishing power and slashed down towards the opposite side like lightning.
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I saw a few cunning glances flashing in the eyes of the one-armed Khitan warrior. When he saw Ling Tianyun attacking first, his calm body spun on the spot, as if a strange strong wind was blowing, and the Khitan holding the sword in his left hand
The warrior had disappeared before Ling Tianyun's eyes, leaving only the endless afterimages that turned into substantial and powerful power to attack him.
Looking intently, Ling Tianyun felt something bad in his heart. The other party had already disappeared. His sword had already slashed down, but it was too late to stop.
With a loud and ear-piercing noise, the broadsword struck the ground with a fierce momentum, forcibly splitting the cobbled ground into an abyss-like ravine. After a burst of flying sand and rocks, the majestic shore was revealed.
figure.
Just as Ling Tianyun's thoughts changed, there was a sharp sound in the air, and a cold and biting wind struck strangely from his side.
The last breath of internal energy in the body has been exhausted, and it is already too late to block the opponent's strange knife.
Instinctively, Ling Tianyun quickly raised the knife and twisted it towards his right side.
There was a "clang" sound, and after the crisp sound of metal, the heavy and thick broadsword collided with the saber that was curved like an evil moon, and a cluster of sparks suddenly appeared, dazzling and eye-catching.
Ling Tianyun only felt a huge impact coming from his sword, and the sword almost escaped his hand. The huge counterattack knocked him and the sword into the air, and his arm was numb and painful.
With a "bang", Ling Tianyun was knocked away by the Khitan warrior's scimitar and fell beside the two unconscious women. Xingxi held the big knife in his hand tightly.
Severe pain came from his buttocks. For the first time in his life, Ling Tianyun felt so embarrassed and was knocked away by the Khitan warrior's sword. Fortunately, he had thick skin and thick flesh, and after practicing the "Mahayana Heart Sutra", his own vagina
It was even harder as iron. But this time, it felt really uncomfortable to be hit by someone's knife. After his butt landed on the ground, he quickly stood up and stood with the knife in his hand.
At this time, he felt that the heavy and thick sword began to become heavier and heavier, and he could hardly hold it, and the true energy in his body was as weak as a gossamer. His whole body was sore, and his whole body was sore.
His muscles seemed to have been injected with acid, and he felt so weak and sore that he couldn't help but frown.