Lord of Time!

Chapter 61

Zhuang Hongyi's red robe was bulging, and she was frantically circulating her meridian internal force...

The icy cold air condensed into frost around the body, and the two half-cut red silks formed layers of cocoons in front of the body, spinning and twisting, using the force to dissipate the force.

flutter……

A muffled sound.

The red silk was originally as hard as a steel cable, spinning and drilling crazily.

After being struck by Chen Ping's palm, he immediately felt like a dead snake, limp and no longer exerting force.

Through the icy-cold inner air diaphragm, a huge oscillating force faintly transmitted.

The shock made Zhuang Hongyi's whole body tremble violently, his internal organs were on fire.

Opening his mouth, another mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body flew upside down.

This time, she couldn't even borrow her strength.

The air mechanism was blocked, and the body fell like a kite with a broken string, falling seven to eight feet, and landed on the grass by the river.

Turned out a wet mud, described as very miserable.

Chen Ping retracted his palms and rushed quickly, suppressing the boiling energy and blood, his five fingers stretched out, and he was about to completely take down Zhuang Hongyi.

A sigh was heard.

"Ugh……"

On the bank of the silvery river, a dilapidated wooden boat suddenly moved.

A tall figure with a slightly stooped figure got off the boat.

From more than ten zhang away, a dark line of phantom had already arrived in front of him.

'So fast. '

Just as Chen Ping's right hand touched Zhuang Hongyi's left arm, it was about to be crushed, and he felt the sharp wind like an arrow, and it had already reached his chest.

He didn't even think about it, he closed his hands and crossed his chest, twisted his feet, and sat on the horse with his waist down.

bang...

There was an explosion.

His whole body felt like an electric shock, he receded three feet straight, and the grass and mud on the ground turned over.

At this time, the faint roar of thunder was heard in the ear.

It's the scabbard.

Chen Ping could see clearly.

I reacted instinctively just now, the obscure black shadow that was blocked turned out to be a black wooden scabbard.

After only one block, countless tiny bloodstains appeared on his hands.

Injured by the air machine.

There is also a sharp and condensed internal energy, which burrows into the body like an earthworm.

Uncontrollable numbness and pain all over the body.

"Hey, it's really extraordinary, no wonder it's so daring."

The gray-clothed figure with a stooped body and a straw hat on his head spoke in a muffled voice, his hands were full of blue light, and suddenly he couldn't see clearly.

Not only could he not see clearly the long sword in his hand, but his body was also weak and weak, as if he had melted into the wind.

A little bit of cold star was like fog, piercing Chen Ping's eyebrows silently.

The speed of his moves and his amazing swordsmanship are obviously several times stronger than Zhuang Hongyi's.

'There is such a master who hides his head and shows his tail, protecting Zhuang Hongyi and others. '

When the crisis was imminent, Chen Ping could no longer care less about the dozens of wisps of internal energy in his dantian, which were as thin as a cloud of smoke. They circulated crazily and attached to the soles of his feet and fingertips.

The whole body's blood roared, and the muscles and bones exploded.

In an instant, his stature grew by more than ten centimeters, becoming more than eight feet tall, majestic and majestic.

Stepping back, the phantom burst out of the figure, and at the same time, the hands twisted like boneless, and the ten fingers were like pulling on the chest...

One thread pulls the thread, the gold thread entangles.

chi...

The sharp sword light slashed across the sky.

It's like cutting into muddy water.

While slowing down.

There was blood splashing.

Chen Ping fell upside down, and felt a sudden pain in his collarbone, and there was a "chichi" sound behind him, but it was blood splashing down under the grass.

Even though he was quick to respond, he used the techniques of "Baguazhang" and "Drawing the Silk Opera" to unload force, but he still couldn't block the sword's slashing in an understatement.

The opponent's internal energy is condensed like a needle, and it can't be pulled at all.

The sword that pierced between the eyebrows, as he suddenly became taller and stronger, could only stab below the collarbone.

Yu Jin attacked, still piercing through his own body, piercing two sword holes.

'If it wasn't for the mastery of [Drawing the Silk Opera], the heart would be refined, the body would be strengthened, and the vitality would be greatly increased... This sword alone would have made me lose my fighting power. '

Feeling the condensed inner energy in his body that was madly rushing around, Chen Ping's heart was as calm as ice, but he didn't think about running away again.

The opponent not only has a fast sword, but also a faster movement.

With his half-baked Seven-Star Walk, coupled with his tyrannical Qi and blood, he couldn't escape.

Even if you get rid of it temporarily, you will be caught up sooner or later.

It's better to take advantage of the internal energy and fight desperately, maybe you can find a glimmer of life.

Thoughts flashed in Chen Ping's mind, and he decided on a battle strategy. Before he stepped back steadily, the tall figure in the straw hat followed him like a shadow, and came to him like a ghost. The sword was waving, and he could not see the sword clearly shadow.

I can only feel that a bit of sharp cold has reached the eyebrows again.

This man was quick and ruthless, with a strong heart to kill.

I don't know why, but I like piercing eyebrows so much?
This thought loomed in Chen Ping's mind.

Obviously it's not suitable to be distracted at this time, the blood is rolling like balls, and if you cover your face with your arms, you have to take a sword close to you, and exchange injuries for injuries.

He leaned slightly, and at the same time his arm was in severe pain, he could hear the roar of dragons and tigers in his ears.

A figure fell from a high place, and the dark shadow rushed towards the sky and covered the earth.

That is Jianying.

This sword is wide and dark blue in color. When it is swung, the strong wind howls, almost shattering the eardrums.

The long sword that melted into the wind in the straw hat figure's hand finally revealed its true face.

In the moonlight, there is a pool of autumn water.

Meet the great sword that rumbled down.

The figures staggered and flashed.

The ripples swayed.

The fine grass is flying.

For a moment, Chen Ping was blocked behind him, unable to intervene.

He naturally saw clearly at this moment.

The one who jumped down from the hillside and slashed furiously with the sword was a tall woman in a sword shirt.

The first time I saw this cute, dazed and foolish person, he was taken aback by a few people-traders.

The second time I saw her, she was out of the cage for the first time, like a breast tiger roaring in the valley, killing and saving others, all in one go.

This is the third time I've seen it, and this guy has black blood streaks all over his body, and he's beating wildly with a big sword as a siege hammer.

Even the straw hat figure Kuaijian Wushuang facing this unreasonable bombardment had to block first to survive this wave of strong attacks.

bang...

in a loud bang.

The woman in the sword-clothed face whose skin had turned black was shaken and flew upside down.

You can see her hands and wrists are bleeding together, and there is also a bloody wet mark on the chest of the royal blue sword shirt.

The figure that flew away was already limp in mid-air.

Chen Ping's heart beat wildly.

Leaping up in the air, catching the woman in the sword shirt, she landed and turned into seven phantoms, and rushed towards the grassy fields and trees.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the figure in the straw hat had retreated seven feet away... the shirt on his chest was torn, blood stains appeared, and he stopped in place without chasing him.

"He received my [Hunyuan Breaking Formation Awl], and his heart and lungs were injured... He will not be able to catch up for a while. You put me down... immediately flee to the city and go to the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall for help. It will be safe."

In one sentence, the woman in the sword shirt divided it into three sentences, and after she finished speaking out of breath, her face turned from jet black to pale.

Although Chen Ping had never seen this kind of situation before, he could roughly understand... the other party's blood was scattered, his tendons were injured, and he was hit by a sword in the middle of the body.

He also understood the [Hunyuan Breaking Formation Cone] just now.

After being hit by the sword, the woman in the sword shirt was filled with energy and blood, and spit out a bloody red arrow from her mouth, which hit the straw hat man's chest like light and electricity, knocking him back.

This method of spitting blood and turning arrows should be a desperate skill. After using it, the breath of the sword-clothed woman dropped violently, and she was already weak and weak.

The straw hat man's swordsmanship is powerful, and his cultivation is extremely deep. Although he was injured, it is estimated that the injury is not serious, and he can continue to chase after taking a breather.

Carrying a person into the city, slowing down, will definitely be caught up.

But, at this moment, let yourself let her go, how can you let go?
Could it be possible to leave her where she is waiting to die?
Chen Ping shook his head, not only did not put down the woman in the sword shirt, he swung his hands and carried her on his back.

He turned around and plunged into the vast forest.

(End of this chapter)