Chapter 91 Yellow Sparrow

(I have a bad cold. I tried to update a chapter yesterday and got down, and the missing chapter will try to make up for it tomorrow)

"Aurora thorn"

When the sound was drunk, the "fire hook" in Wu Pengwei's hand drew a blue and purple thunderbolt straight line. In the straight line, there was a strong shadow formed by the enchanting purple thunderbolt tearing the air. The shadow was very fast and with great destructive power.

The silver flute frowned slightly. From his eyes, it is not difficult to see that this blow has about 70% of the essence of "a stinger of the aurora". Regardless of power or speed, it has seven successes. He was a little shocked. This "a prick of aurora" was because he worked hard in Wanzhen Pavilion for nearly 800 years. A kind of extreme speed martial arts, this martial arts attack power is not excellent, but it is valuable in the amazing speed, abandoning all tedious attack moves and summed up as a stab of extreme speed.

This thorn seems ordinary and simple, but it cost the silver flute about a thousand years to barely achieve a small success.

But at this moment, the thorn in front of him actually had 70% of the essence, which shocked him.

In fact, with Wu Pengwei's own "divine refining decision", he can only simulate about 60% of the power form. However, he recast his body at this time and got a magical physique that surpasses ordinary martial artists. Whether it is power or speed, it is a surge, so the original 60% has been increased by another ten. This is his own reality. The superposition of force.

The silver flute is a very deep martial artist in the city. Seeing this type of trick, he didn't think about it at all. He turned his right palm and swept away with one arm.

"It's just a little tricky, and it's also to show off in front of me."

The airflow rolls horizontally, like stormy waves, superimposed layer by layer, forming air waves in the void, crashing before Wu Pengwei's "aurora stab". This blow brought the 80% force of the life-threatening silver flute, and the power of 50 real dragons was superimposed, which was extremely fierce.

Wu Pengwei didn't even think about it. The body of the hanging sprint suddenly sank, and stamped on the ground. The power of qi and blood all over his body was poured into the hook handle. The void on the top of his head cracked, and fifty-two dragons of qi and blood roared out, turning into infinite light and shadow, and abruptly integrated into the blue and purple hook blade of the fire.

A sharp and extremely sharp friction sounded like a night owl.

The light and shadow of the beast soul flying wing thunder lion in the hook of the fire sky suddenly soared several times. With a roar that shook people's hearts, a thick golden thunder snake as thick as an adult arm rushed out, and in an instant it tore the waves of air formed by the silver flute.

"The aurora stab" came from the torn air waves, and the momentum increased, like a deadly beam of light.

The thin eyebrows of the silver flute sank and snorted coldly, and the blurred light and shadow of the blue wolf above his head appeared again.

"Give it to me."

The silver flute held the palm of the flute's body, and a light trace tearing the void also flashed, several times faster than the fire hook in Wu Pengwei's hand, and hit heavily in front of the curved hook blade of the fire hook.

"Hum........."

A distant sound is like the ripples of spring water, which is the sound of water and silver doped in the silver flute to resolve the offensive.

It is rumored that the water-grained silver with the tenacity of the six worlds can have a water wave-like luster under heavy pressure, which can easily resolve the weight several times its own limit.

The silver flute is full of light.

Wu Pengwei's blue and purple beam of light from the fire hook in his hand collapsed inch by inch.

But at this moment, Wu Pengwei's hands suddenly loosened, and his body leaned forward. He fought in front of the silver flute with incredible forward force, and his left shoulder was pierced by the silver flute, but his limbs firmly hugged the body of the silver flute, which was as strange as a spider locking its prey.

"Huh, boy, do you fight for your life? I'm afraid you won't get what you want."

The silver flute smiled disdainfully, and the qi and blood all over the body were swollen and exploded in an instant. Countless subtle light of qi and blood tore the air like a thunder snake, all biting and cutting on Wu Pengwei's body.

In just a moment, Wu Pengwei became a blood man.

However, he didn't even hum, just a strange smile at the corners of his mouth.

"You guessed wrong again, the universe in your sleeve!"

Wu Pengwei's right arm full of blood rolled in the air, and the broken cuffs of the clothes suddenly burst out with a huge suction force, and the clouds all over the sky suddenly disappeared in his sleeves like a whale swallowed water.

"Idiot!"

The silver flute urged him to smile coldly. He really couldn't understand the meaning of Wu Pengwei's move. He was about to kill this guy with one slap. Suddenly, Wu Pengwei, who was covered in blood, burst out with his only power again. He hugged himself desperately and completely ignored the power of qi and blood tore it on the surface of his body.

"What is he doing... It's not good!"

The silver flute was stunned at first, but then it was horrified.

Ten meters behind, a cold, ice-like conical wave came like a shadow, and exploded and tore in his back heart.

"Puff..." The silver flute immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood and was furious: "You young man, how dare you plot against me!"

The power of qi and blood all over his body was surging, and the silver flute was ordered to bow and bend over, and his palm slapped away like thunder.

A muffled hum suddenly came.

A slim figure suddenly flew backwards.

The silver flute slapped the sneaker behind him, and the silver flute in his hand was shocked and was about to poke Wu Pengwei in front of him to death, but the bloody boy had already retreated like running water, avoiding ten meters away.

Escape? Don't think about it!"

The silver flute snorted, and the silver flute in his hand poked again.

This poke is as dazzling as the star aurora, which is fast and can't be described in words.

Wu Pengwei flew upside down like an arrow. At the critical moment, he turned over and dodged the fatal blow to his chest. However, a hole was pierced on his left arm, and the blood flowed like a note. The huge impact suddenly made Wu Pengwei hang up in the air, abruptly bumped into the mountain wall, and fell into it, unaware of life or death.

He urged the silver flute to look pale. It was not until this moment that he understood why Wu Pengwei had to approach him at the cost of being seriously injured. The seemingly useless collection of cloud fog for a day turned out to expose the direction.

And behind this almost crazy self-harming behavior, it shows that the little guy who thinks he can easily be slaughtered is unpredictable. He actually knew the dangerous moon star leader wandering outside the clouds before himself. Otherwise, he could not have spent almost to get close to himself at the cost of losing most of his strength, just to collect that The clouds shrouded the place where the two of them were.

He knew that he was defeated, but he did not want to be captured. Unconsciously, he became a ridiculous mantis.

"This boy is not simple."

The heart of the silver flute sank and swept coldly at the "yellow finch" that had been hidden in the dark.

Wei Yue Xing Kui is now integrated into the night like a shadow. More than ten meters away, even if the silver flute's eyes can penetrate the night, he still can't put the complete body in the pupil.

The strange woman is like a fluctuating fog of water, emitting a hazy and shiny luster and wandering.

"Weiyue Xingkui, you people in the 'evil realm' are really down to work. I looked down on you. I didn't expect you to find you here so soon." The silver flute made a cold sound, but his eyes locked the other party's wandering figure like a water mist, trying to find out the real trace of the other party.

"Well, I don't understand the words of the great sacrifice wine. Is it possible that my aboveboard and fighting are not the best? For the way of the enemy, taking the other party's life is the king's way. I, the people in the realm of heaven, don't have these pedantic ideas.

A slightly hoarse voice came from all directions, except for the shadowy light.

"Huh, the sound is beating east and west. You underestimate this sacrificial wine too much."

The pupil of the silver flute suddenly contracted, and the silver flute in his hand stabbed to the left rear like a sword. This blow instilled all his strength, and the power of sixty real dragons gathered on the flute. The silver flute suddenly burst out a thick fog, instantly covering the sky.

This is the most powerful effect of the silver flute. Although it does not have direct attack power, the biggest feature of this five-grade soul weapon is that it can produce charming clouds, which are strong and difficult to melt. It is the best cooperation to cover the "aurora" with clouds and fog.

A sharp tearing through the quiet night.

A red cloud suddenly burst out in the clouds behind the left. Between the clouds, a huge red python rolled out and hissed up to the sky. The huge snake mouth swallowed down in the air. In the snake kiss, a long red whip twisted and turned vertically, and a little scarlet light went straight to the thorns in the clouds.

"Hum........."

The water-striped silver in the flute is clear again.

There was a heavy humming sound from the clouds, the light burst, and the clouds rolled.

After a breath, the clouds and fog all over the sky closed, and the thin figure of the silver flute appeared in the clouds. The blood stains overflowed in his eyes. At the previous moment, he used the "reverse pupil technique" to urge the extreme. Only then did he judge the true direction of the dangerous moon star, which was not the one in front of him. The erratic shadow is like water, but hidden beside a rock behind it on the left.

The skills of "All Demons" are completely different from the martial arts in the infinite secret book. It is unpredictable. For example, the magical sneak attack method that strikes east and west is invincible.

Unfortunately, the silver flute has the pupil that can peep through people's tracks in the void scene.

"Well, fortunately, your strength is not high. You only have 55 true dragon power. Otherwise, I'm really not your opponent." The silver flute urged him to smile proudly. At this moment, his expression shrunk, and the blue and purple color loomed in the blood stains left in his eyes. His body was about to fall, but he was still standing, and his pace was still strong.

Not far away, a Miaoman figure crawled to the ground. Wei Yuexing Kui struggled to get up, but he affected the injury and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The other party peeped through his own shape and forced himself to fight. The power of qi and blood is the most real gap, so there is no fancy. Under the hard shaking, she was seriously injured with just one blow.

Within half an hour, it is difficult to restore combat effectiveness.

"Don't be proud. There is a 'blood poison' hidden in my 'blood snake whip'. If you barely run the power of qi and blood, you will die." Wei Yuexing smiled miserably, and his narrow eyes were full of viciousness.

The silver flute smiled coldly: "'The poison of sealing blood'? I've heard it, but I also know that there are antidotes hidden in your people. Can't you solve everything if you kill them? If you want to be a yellow finch, it depends on whether you have this strength.

The silver flute smiled coldly, waved its long arms, and a burst of energy. In an instant, it tore the clothes of Wei Yuexingkui, revealing the soft body like snow. Body.

With a big move of the silver flute, the universe on the ground fell into his palm. He touched it and took out a small porcelain bottle. He looked indescribably proud.

"This is the antidote. I advise you to open your mouth, otherwise, I will rape first and then kill!"

Wei Yuexing's eyes tightened and protected the key parts with his hands, but his face was as gloomy as ice. "No comment. If you are not afraid of poison, just swallow it."

The silver flute suddenly laughed loudly: "Poison? Well, let me tell you, I have dealed with people in your ghostland. This porcelain bottle is the so-called antidote. You can't deceive me with you. After saying that, he immediately pulled out the cork and swallowed all the powder in the porcelain bottle into his stomach.

At this moment, he couldn't speak happily. He only waited to solve the woman after swallowing the medicine, and then killed Wu Pengwei, who had fainted, and took his head back to recover his life.

But at this time, when the powder was about to gradually melt, and it was also when he relaxed his vigilance. His chest suddenly hurt. He looked down and saw that a golden blade was coming out of the body, and his life gradually regained like a tide.

In my ear, I recalled a hoarse but calm man's voice.

"If you don't have this strength, don't be that yellow finch!"