Chapter 84 Injury

It was a slender long curved knife Xuanbing like a broken moon. The sound of bone and flesh being torn by a sharp blade came out, and the sour squeak made everyone under the stage frown for a while. Gan Ping was really careless. He had a smooth journey. He didn't expect that the cold rain, which had been forced to the end of the mountains and rivers, would have such a killer mace. Under the cold, he was stabbed by the slender curved knife and the small light shield transformed by the arm, and the cold blade penetrated through his left shoulder.

Although this cold rain has always used some inconspicuous runes and magic weapons to fight against Ganping, it does not indicate that the elders of the Leng family did not give him a magic weapon. Although he, who is also low in cultivation, can't push the magic weapon with all his strength like Guan Ping, he can also fight to death with the material of the six-grade arc moon knife in his hand. Feeling that the blade in his hand pierced the other party's flesh, Leng Yu couldn't help but be happy, but he frowned in an instant. From the tip of the knife, it seemed that it was not the flesh and blood that pierced into the momentum. Leng Yu's heart was cold. Could it be that this Ganping's forging has reached such a point? Judging from the resistance from the hand, if the material of this arc moon knife is worse, it is still unknown whether it can pierce his body.

Thinking of this, the cold rain bit his teeth, and turned the handle of the knife with his hands, so as to expand the results. With the sharpness of these six-grade Xuanbing, he can definitely hit this person hard. However, the long and powerful slender palm grasped the blade exposed before him. Leng Yu's wrist turned hard and there was no response. He quickly looked up and saw a pair of cold and emotionless eyes. I underestimated you!" With Gan Ping's cold words, a palm wrapped in flame has come to the cold rain. Unlike the previous times, the originally unfavorable body protection blue light scattered under the flame this time, and a green jade pendant on the cold rain's chest was broken into several pieces with the blue light. With the fragmentation of the jade pendant magic weapon, there was a loud shout: "The younger generation, stop!"

The voice is vast and long. Obviously, the people's cultivation is extraordinary, and the bursts of anger are mixed with murderousness in the words. Gan Ping did not hesitate to break the palm of the cold rain's blue light and continued to pat forward between the cold rain's chest and abdomen. With the sound of broken bones, the cold rain in white screamed and flew out with blood. Gan Ping quickly retreated, frowning and pulling out the slender arc moon knife inserted in his left shoulder inch by inch. Now Gan Ping's body strength is so strong, and the harsh sound of muscle and sharp blade rubbing made Yang Zongqi under the stage quite surprised. He frowned and carefully looked at this disciple of Ming Yunfeng. How can he not know what such physical strength represents? If you want to temper your body to such an extent, the boy in front of you seems to have suffered a lot.

A long roar came, and the cold rain flying backwards was caught by a gray shadow and fell on the stage again. Gan Ping just pulled out the sharp blade on his shoulder and looked at it coldly when he saw someone saving the cold rain. At the age of about 30 years, his thin face and gray clothes were looking at Gan Ping, who was covered with blood in surprise. One palm was placed on the cold rain shoulder with closed eyes. It seemed that he was healing his wounds.

Gan Ping sneered. He just wanted to teach the cold rain a lesson, but he was stabbed by him with a mysterious soldier. Gan Ping is also a decisive man. When he sees something, he seems to have a revenge. At present, he no longer leaves his hand to transfer the silk of Binghuo Yuan Gang out of his body and mixed it into the flame. Although this Bing Huo Yuan Gang is not a big deal, he is extremely powerful and powerful. At present, he breaks the cold rain's protective magic weapon. Gan Ping even put a wisp of fire into the body of cold rain. Since he has done it, he will do it completely. When he is constantly suffering from the chaos, Gan Ping just found that this cold rain practices wooden skills like Xuanqin. This wisp of fire gas is put into the body, like a cold rain that Mars is like dry firewood and in a coma. How can he resist it? What's more, the flame of Gan Ping's illusion is still stained with the breath of Binghuo Yuan Gang, which is even more difficult to deal with.

While suppressing the injury of the cold rain, the man in gray looked at the bloody disciple in front of him in surprise. Although there was only a trace of fire in the cold rain's body, it was quite difficult. Originally, he thought that this trace of anger could be extinguished by raising his hand, but he didn't expect that the anger was actually encroaching on the true breath of the cold rain. The left and right bumps unexpectedly has grown a lot. The man in gray was surprised to find that the wisp of fire that had grown into a flame was actually entangled between the cold rain organs. If he drove it away, he would definitely break the true mana of the cold rain's hard practice. In desperation, he had to slowly compress the flame little by little. If he wanted to force it out of the body, he could not pay attention to it for a while. It will be Ganping.

Gan Ping knew what was going on when he saw that he did not speak and his face was solemn. Since he had decided not to keep his hand to smash the true mana of Leng Yun and stir up the real mana of the cold cloud, and then the input fire gas was wrapped around it. The mana of the wooden system was suitable for the devour and domineering Bing Huoyuan Gang. I think this man must be scratching his head. Take out a small jade bottle, pour out one of the elixir, crush it and slowly sprinkle it on the wound. With the strong recovery speed of the body, the muscles began to heal when the arc moon knife was pulled out just now, but a trace of arc moon knife Xuanbing's unique regular breath when refining the wound wrapped around it to prevent the wound from healing quickly. Therefore, Gan Ping had to take out a healing elixir and sprinkle it on the wound. He didn't know how to remove the breath of the magic weapon Xuanbing on the wound.

A fiery red figure put on Gan Ping's shoulder, and he couldn't help grinning and frowning slightly. The fire was also so reckless that he habitually jumped on Gan Ping's injured left shoulder, which made Gan Ping a little depressed. Looking up, it was Huo'er's tearful little eyes, looking at Gan Ping's face, with a face of eager panic, pointing to the huge wound and screaming eagerly, indescribable concern. Gan Ping's heart was warm, and he resisted the discomfort of burning and jumping anxiously on his injured shoulder. He touched its hairy head and said, "Good boy, I'm fine..."

Such a gentle sentence made the anxious fire calm down and scratched his head. Then he suddenly realized that he had stepped on the owner's injured arm. He quickly screamed and climbed from the back of Gan Ping's neck to the other shoulder, and rubbed Gan Ping's chin affectionately with his hairy head, long The monkey tail hooked Gan Ping's neck coquettishly. The female disciples below saw tears in their eyes. The closeness of this master's favorite made the naturally sentimental woman can't help crying. Huo's cleverness made these girls have the impulse to rush to the stage and hold it intimately.

Ignoring the hot eyes of the female disciple under the stage, Gan Ping Tong Huo'er turned his eyes to the man in gray who was trying his best to stabilize the cold rain injury in front of him. Gan Ping suddenly felt a strange movement on the back of his neck. It turned out that it was Huo who returned the fragments of the armor to Gan Ping. Just now, I dared to comment that Huo'er would suffer in front of the striped rodent python, so I gave this magic weapon to Huo'er. Otherwise, these two pieces of armors swim with the meridians and my whole body zoomed in and shrink with my mind. It is still unknown whether the cold rain's knife will succeed. Huoer basically didn't use this magic weapon. He hit the python beast with just a mess, which made Gan Ping a little surprised.

The man in gray suddenly took a deep breath, and a golden firelight instantly flew out of the flame next to Ganping from the cold rain. This flame flew straight into it and was swallowed by the mini dragon transformed by Binghuo Yuan Gang. Gan Ping immediately felt that the originally lazy dragon-shaped Yuanling was much excited, and even Bing Huo Yuan Gang soared by a section. Compared with the hard practice in previous months, the speed was simply amazing.

A trace of enlightenment came from the bottom of Gan Ping's heart. No wonder he hasn't made much progress for a long time, and he doesn't have the power of destroying the world at all. It turned out that this Binghuo Yuan Gang was to devour the true yuan of other monks to grow. Thinking of this, Gan Ping was a little sad. Isn't this method that uses other people's true power to promote the power of his own Yuan Gang become an evil law? Thinking of the scene of killing people in the fire dragon yuanshen, Gan Ping finally understood how the fierce flame sea was cultivated. With a wry smile, this fire dragon is not a human body to kill and grow its cultivation like a righteous disciple killing demons to take elixir. It can't be said who is right and who is wrong, but is it right for him to do so? Just when Gan Ping's mind was confused and all his thoughts were not clear, a loud shout came to his ear: "Wu's child, he actually did it so viciously. Didn't he pay attention to the rules of the sect?"