Heavenly Dao Formula

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"... Isn't it strange?" Seeing Ning Wanjun frowned, An Yulang took the initiative to say, "Ordinary people can't perceive the existence of qi, and thus arouse the power of heaven and earth. People call animals that don't know how to cultivate and make fire. As a beast, what should we call a person who can't be angry?"

"Nonsense!" Ning Wanjun sneered, "The difference between humans and beasts lies in what they think, but there is no such difference between humans and alchemists, or even demons. Of course, a practitioner like you who uses the power of evil, indeed It cannot be measured by human thoughts."

"That's just a misunderstanding of the world. Evil is a title with emotions added. Aside from'good and evil', its essence is a mixture of Qi and accumulation, which is chaos." Yasurou spread his hands, "Rely on Qi Is there any essential difference between coming to cast spells and using chaos to pursue power?"

"Even if you turn yourself into this look?"

"The pursuit of power always has a price. In my opinion, chaos is the goal that alchemists should explore. After all, the closer to chaos, the more power is beyond common sense-evil is true, and so are we!"

"I agree, but it's best to go to the Huangquan Mansion to pursue it." Ning Wanjun felt the aura in her body calmed down a lot, and raised her spear again, "At least she won't be sick to others."

"..." There was a hint of displeasure in An Youlang's tone, "An Jia has defeated many gods like you, and after making them puppets, how long do you think they have persisted? Even the most stubborn one. It's only three years." He raised his hand to bluff, a black book suddenly appeared in the air, and then flicked a little, "Xingtai!"

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the melee yard became a dark red desert.

Several chains flew out from the ground and flew straight towards Ning Wanjun!

"roll!"

Ning Wanjun turned a blind eye to him, rushed forward with a gun, and blurted out.

This low huh was like thunder rolling by, the desert suddenly torn apart like a mirror, and the chain broke!

In an instant, she was killed in front of An Yulang.

After the latter dodged to avoid the princess's stab, he quickly turned the book to another page, "It is not affected by hallucinations, what about this? Homura is back, echo!"

Ning Wanjun suddenly felt an indescribable pain in her shoulder!

This pain even made her feel rather faint on the spot.

Even so, she still supported her body strongly and swung out the spear in her hand-the blow had lost its initial momentum and was blocked by Yasurou's iron fingers.

"It doesn't seem to be very comfortable." Anyoulang sneered. "This technique can amplify all kinds of feelings in your body, especially pain. As long as the stimulation is strong enough, it can be deadly even without trauma. Face ten times the pain. , Do you dare to take the posture that you would rather take a while and let me see blood? No...Of course not, your body will reject you—"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Wanjun's spear had penetrated his abdomen.

"It seems that this body is still under my command for the time being." The princess breathed heavily.

"You--" An Yulang slapped him back, covering his bleeding belly with both hands.

"Although there is no tenfold magnification... but it doesn't feel good to be pierced in the intestines, right?"

"Very good, very good!" An Yulang felt an angry rush to his heart. Although this great wild night was triggered by manpower and could not last for long, as long as the night stays, he can continue to draw vitality. Anyone who realizes this will no longer think that he still has a little chance of victory. But the woman in front of him, knowing that she was not his opponent, repeatedly offended him, it was absolutely hateful! He decided to let the other party understand what it means to be unable to survive or to die.

An Yulang took the initiative to launch an offensive against Ning Wanjun for the first time!

The tactics used are exactly the one she used before--

Relying on continuous attacks, forcing the opponent to choose between death and evasion, each accumulation of injuries will eventually become irreversible defeat.

What's more, the pain caused by every wound will leave a deep impression on the princess.

Ning Wanjun did feel tremendous pressure.

Those iron hands were so heavy that she could not hold the slippery guns in her hands after repeated blocking.

The forehead, cheeks, neck and neck, blood dripped from these cracked wounds, mixed with sweat, and wetted her chest.

This person is constantly improving.

The previous flaws in rough moves have gradually been erased, and the timing of the choice has become smoother and more reasonable, no matter if it is slashing and stabs. The two pairs of iron palms are like a weapon with a left and right bow, which makes her hard to defend.

If he put aside his identity, position, and faction, he should be a genius. Ning Wanjun thought to himself.

It's time to make a decision.

Ba Xingtian once told her that this kind of tactics is almost a sure way to win when facing opponents whose overall strength is one level lower than his own. The only way to break the game is to fight with fate.

Concentrate, leave no room!

Only by forcing the suppressor to make concessions first can it be possible to seize that opportunity!

Just when An Youlang stab her with five fingers, Ning Wanjun retracted the spear, bullied him, slammed into the palm of his hand, and handed out the gun with all his strength!

The cold light flashed--

The two stayed in place at the same time.

The tip of the gun penetrated Yasuro's right chest, piercing his chest completely!

And An Yulang's palm was also deeply submerged into Ning Wanjun's left shoulder.

The intense pain made her do her best to not groan.

"You lose both sides and live to death. This is your way to break the game?" Anyoulang couldn't help but grinned, "He...hehe, your Royal Highness, are you fainted by the pain and forget me? The injury that can withstand is far from comparable to that of an ordinary alchemist? Most people choose to give in because they don't want to die together, but I don't have such a fear!"

Ning Wanjun coughed up blood foam, "Then why did you escape three inches in the end?"

"Because you can't die now." Anyoulang said grimly, "I said that you will be the first collection I return to my homeland, but it is by no means the one I cherish the most."

"Strange..." Ning Wanjun exhaled, the expression in her eyes suddenly became a lot easier.

"What's weird?" An Youlang couldn't help being taken aback.

"I have been talking with you for so long because I am waiting for someone who can help me. What are you waiting for?" She looked up and asked.

Before the words were over, a sharp arrow with a howling sound shot directly towards An Yulang's face. At the same time, Ning Wanjun released the spear and clasped the opponent's arm inserted into the shoulder with both hands!

This was a blow after Qiuyue quietly approached, and it was even stronger than before!

It was too late to pull his hand to resist, Yasu Lang simply opened his mouth and bit down hard at the moment the arrow flew!

The two front teeth were suddenly broken, and a triangular slit was cut on both sides of his lips, but he still bit the arrow in his mouth.

Spit out **** arrows and teeth~www.ltnovel.com~ An Yulang roared towards Qiuyue, "That's it? But that's it! Come again!"

"Look at the other side." Ning Wanjun reminded.

A group of dazzling flames mixed with thousands of sparks suddenly appeared on the side of the storage yard. Against the background of the night, this group of unnatural light appeared to be extremely eye-catching.

An Yulang followed the light and saw a towering black shadow looming behind the splattering sparks-it looked very square, not like the evil charm turned into evil.

what is this?

As soon as this idea emerged in his mind, an unstoppable strange force directly penetrated his waist from the side.

This process was so fast that Yasuro didn't even feel much pain.

His perspective revolved.

Looking down in the air, he saw Ning Wanjun being swept down by a wave of air, and seeing the archer who attacked him rushing towards the princess, and his half-shattered body.