My Cultivation Has Deteriorated

"do not chase after cornered enemy!"

Zhong Ning shouted, but Meng Xia's silhouette was long gone.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

Uncle Fu is in a hurry.

He clearly remembered that Yan Wuming's last sword pierced the Young Master's heart.

Although Meng Xia kicked a stone when it was critical, Yan Wuming mistakenly thought it was a hidden weapon and missed the point, but the injury was still terrifying.

Zhong Ning looked at the incredibly hideous chest, but it had stopped bleeding, and even faintly began to scab the wound, shook his head and said, "It's okay. Thanks to Meng Xia, I learned ""Return from Monkey Mountain." "Character two", there is no other ability, it is resistance to fight! "

Uncle Fu saw that the wound was really scabbed, and I couldn't help but be astonished.

What level of inheritance is Monkey Mountain?

Young Master I only learned two "Return" characters, and the wound recovery speed is so terrifying.

Uncle Fu: "Congratulations Young Master, congratulations Young Master. "

Zhong Ning shook his head, "I know it, I will say it, two "Return" characters. Only after enlightenment can I really get started, I'm still far away! "

Uncle Fu's eyes widened and said in disbelief, "Young Master Meng is so powerful, is he...enlightened?" ! "

Zhong Ning facial expression grave, admiringly said, "most likely! "

Uncle Fu was amazed and worried, "How about true essence after enlightenment?" "

Zhong Ning shook his head.

"True essence is also divided into high and low, Yan Wuming is a cunning and versatile by fair means or foul, and the means are not comparable to those of ordinary true Essence Martial Artists! "

Speaking of Yan Wuming, Uncle Fu couldn’t help but get scared.

Don’t say he is really the realm of the Essence Martial Artist, just the last four throwing knives, shot three horses one after another. The horse and destroying Meng Xia’s bow and arrow will know how meticulous he is.

Killing the horse is to prevent the three of them from chasing him on horseback.

Destroying the bow and arrow is for Do not expose your back to Meng Xia’s shots.

From this, we can imagine how much Yan Wuming feared Meng Xia’s bows and arrows.

.. ....

Black Pine Forest.

The silhouettes of Meng Xia and Yan Wuming, fast shuttle between the woods.

Birds between the woods A sparrow was taken up by surprise.

The distance between Meng Xia and Yan Wuming is getting closer and closer.

Yan Wuming's heart lifts up the stormy sea, there is a kind of hell The feeling that he has gone.

The reason why he dared to be so arrogant, except for the bright tricks and never provoke the people who cannot afford to offend, that is because he is a good Lightweight Art.

After entering the True Essence Realm, Lightweight Art is even a Major Perfection.

Is being chased by Martial Artist of the higher realm, he has a three-point chance to escape.

didn't expect today Was actually a body tempering Martial Artist, who was chased and killed, with no way into the earth.

[Can't escape like this anymore!]

After making a judgment, Yan Wuming immediately I lifted my body vertically and jumped to the top of a black pine tree.

At the same time.

Yan Wuming's left hand, four flying knives appeared again.

Meng Xia is not eager to chase the past, standing on the top of another black pine tree, looking at Yan Wuming on the opposite side.

The wind is moving slightly.

I blew up the clothes and blue silk of the two of them.

Until now, Yan Wuming re-examined Meng Xia.

I don’t know, I was shocked when I saw it.

Meng Xia's cheeks are really too young.

peerless genius!

Thinking of this, Yan Wuming instinctively licked his chapped lips, looking at Meng Xia like a peerless beauty.

If he could kill such a Heaven's Chosen with his own hands, he would be worth his life!

Yan Wuming holds a sword in one hand, said with a sneer, "Junior, didn’t your parents tell you the truth about do not chase after cornered enemy?"

Meng Xia: "do not chase after cornered enemy, that is to guard against the thief and dying to fight back... Do you want to fight back and show me one?"

"..."

Meng Xia's tone was so hurtful that Yan Wuming couldn't help but think that he was in brothel with his hand on the chin of the famous prostitute, and teased him to laugh.

The harm is not high, very insulting!

Yan Wuming: "sharp-tongued, dare to be so arrogant in front of me, you are the first one!"

Meng Xia: "Is this your vision? I sympathize with you !"

Yan Wuming once again felt the power of Meng Xia's mouth cannons, and knew that there would be no bargaining for it.

So.

Yan Wuming shot directly, the three flying knives shua shua shot at Meng Xia, and the body chased the flying knives and jumped towards Meng Xia.

But what made Yan Wuming didn't expect was that Meng Xia waved his knife casually, and all three flying knives were shot down.

The action is really so fast and so beautiful that Meng Xia seems to have never shot.

Damn it!

Yan Wuming once again deeply felt the evil of Meng Xia!

clang clang clang 铿clang!

Meng Xia and Yan Wuming quickly fought each other in the air, but just a fight at close quarters, Yan Wuming felt that something was wrong.

Meng Xia's physical strength is too exaggerated!

Every blow is like carrying a big mountain, he can't breathe under the pressure.

Innate Divine Strength? !

Who is True Essence Realm anyway?

clang!

Along with the sound of metal collision, Yan Wuming's saber cut off.

And Meng Xia's blade cut straight to his forehead.

At a critical moment, Yan Wuming instinctively shifted his body.

Stab it!

Along with the sound of cracking leather, Meng Xia's unbiased way hit Yan Wuming's shoulder.

But in an instant, Meng Xia noticed something was wrong.

Golden silk soft armor?

Meng Xia was slightly surprised.

This equipment...not assassin at all? !

The strength in Meng Xia's hands is really too great, Yan Wuming's body is like a cannonball, and it hits the ground straight.

After landing, Yan Wuming was terrified.

Without this armor, Meng Xia had just taken his arm off.

At this moment, the silhouette of Meng Xia also fell from the sky.

critical moment, Yan Wuming can't care about anything else, so he swishes and shoots out the flying knives that have just deliberately left to deter Meng Xia.

Ping!

The flying knife hit Tang Blade's knife exactly, as if he deliberately aimed at the knife.

But in fact, it is not. Meng Xia's knife came first, and it happened to block his flying knife accurately.

However.

This is exactly the purpose of Yan Wuming. With his flying knife, he just wanted to delay Meng Xia's offensive and force Meng Xia to turn offense to defense.

"Look at my poisonous needle."

Yan Wuming stretched out his hand into his arms, and threw a handful of lime to Meng Xia.

Meng Xia was startled, her legs suddenly caught the tree trunk beside her, and she forcibly lifted her body upside down.

With the help of this gap, Yan Wuming turned his head and ran, skimming more than 20 meters in a flash.

Meng Xia couldn't help but cursed seeing Yan Wuming who turned his head and ran away.

It's nothing more than limesing, and he shouted at him for a poisonous needle.

Niang Xipi, this thief is too cunning, I don’t talk about martial ethics!

But the more so, the less Meng Xia will not let this poisonous snake escape.

xiū xiū xiū!

Meng Xia immediately got up and caught up.

After a few ten breaths.

Yan Wuming once again felt the feeling of being stared at by a hyena.

All this seems to be a reincarnation!

Yan Wuming desperately, the steps under his feet are getting faster and faster.

But.

Yan Wuming knows that these are not enough to survive!

"Little Brother, this is a misunderstanding. You see, there is no irreconcilable hatred between us. Brother, how can I admit it?"

Meng Xia ignored it, just immersed in the pursuit.

clang!

Yan Wuming held the Broken Sword in his hand, cut a tree with a sword, and shot out with a palm, the big tree slammed straight towards Meng Xia.

After a silver thread passed, the trees cut off, and Meng Xia's body shuttled directly.

But at this moment, a large number of flying needles are oncoming.

Shoo!

Meng Xia's silhouette flickered, flashing to the side at an incredible speed.

All the poisonous needles were pierced on the ground and tree trunks. Wherever they were pierced by the poisonous needles, a burst of black smoke appeared.

The grass on the ground is directly poisoned and dead.

Meng Xia's eyelids are beating wildly, and his heart is lingering.

Yan Wuming, what a damn is an individual talent, this method of killing is really you can't guard against it.

Seeing Meng Xia's palpitating expression, Yan Wuming said with a smile, "I am an assassin, using poison, is it normal?!"

Meng Xia is silent, his eyes are wary , Killing intent awe-inspiring.

Yan Wuming said with a smile, "How about revealing this? I killed your horse, but you also killed all my brothers!"

Hehe with a smile on his face, In the heart mmp.

It is the first time for Yan Wuming to seek peace with a hunting target.

But.

He really can't beat it!

What makes him even more afraid is that Meng Xia is too young.

Being young also means unlimited potential!

Even if he did not die this time, after a while, he might have to be killed by the soaring realm Meng Xia.

Meng Xia's eyes are colder. "A few of your brothers are worthy of comparison with my horse?"

Yan Wuming wanted to scold his mother.

"Little Brother is over, you are just an old horse, and my brothers, but good hands on the road!"

Meng Xia: "My A horse is the best horse in our stockade!"

It's over!

Yan Wuming immediately felt bad.

At the same time, a young man walked out of the small mountain village in his mind, took the best sword in the village, and rode the best horse in the village...

By the way, who came out of this little bastard? !

"Kill."

Meng Xia stormed, and the two got together again.

Just a few confrontations, Yan Wuming's heart is cold.

Meng Xia's strength is too terrifying!

The more he fights, the more panicked he is.

Just when Yan Wuming was on guard against Meng Xia's right hand knife, Meng Xia's left palm was suddenly reached.

pa!

Meng Xia's left palm is sturdyly fanned on Yan Wuming's thick face!

Meng Xia's palm is too powerful.

The straight Yan Wuming twisted his neck, several teeth rolled out, dizzy, and countless small stars appeared in front of him.

"Crap...cake..."

Yan Wuming's heart is gone and he wants to do something, but Meng Xia's knife has already stabbed To his chest.

In an instant.

Yan Wuming felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then Yan Wuming suddenly felt lucky.

Because.

He is wearing a treasure armor!

The next moment.

Yan Wuming's eyes widened suddenly, an unprecedented pain that instantly swept across his body.

Gazhi zhi!

There was a sound of trees breaking and falling. Through the peripheral light, Yan Wuming saw that several big trees were cut off behind him.

"This...this is...Blade Intent?"

Yan Wuming opened his mouth, completely lost.

After that, Yan Wuming laughed.

"In the Body Tempering Realm world, I actually master the Blade Intent...I can die in the hands of a character like you, I, Yan Wuming, died just right!"

"Next."

Meng Xia threw a small bottle casually, and Yan Wuming instinctively took it.

"This is?"

"Poison."

Yan Wuming's eyes lit up with rays of light.

Meng Xia wants to kill him too simple, throw him poison...He has a chance to survive!

gu lu lu!

Yan Wuming raised his head and was about to drink the poison.

In an instant.

Yan Wuming felt that the throat, lungs, stomach, and head all seemed to be burning violently.

This...what kind of poison is this?

So spicy!

Yan Wuming only feels his skin, and it turns red in an instant, and even has the idea of ​​wanting to stop.

But.

Yan Wuming endured it all!

As long as you live, there is hope!

After a cup of tea.

Yan Wuming, who was soaked all over, gave Meng Xia a big gift with lingering fears.

"Yan Wuming, thank you for not killing me."

Meng Xia: "You are a talent. It's a pity to die like this. You have worked for me for a few years, and you will be paid back in the future. Freedom."

Yan Wuming was bitter in his heart, and bowed his head and said, "You must not let your honour disappointed."

"Goodness."