Chapter 74 Kill

The sharp sound of the sword shocked everyone's ears with a sharp pain. The blue and black glazed tiles on the roof were stabbed by the sharp sound of the sword, and hundreds of pieces were broken on the spot. Don't beg. On the left arm raised high, two four-inch short swords are deeply embedded in his flesh and blood. They are constantly twisting and struggling, but they can't break free from the shackles of Begging.

Although it is a congenital cultivation of nourishing veins, it is too strong to steal the scriptures of not begging for cultivation. Steal the essence of other people's blood to strengthen your own body, steal other people's cultivation to improve your own cultivation, and steal other people's soul fragments to strengthen your own soul. Everything is so strange. Therefore, although the realm of his true qi cultivation is the realm of innate nourishing veins, his strength cannot be measured in this way.

His body has been nourished by the essence of the blood and qi of so many people, and now it is several times stronger than ordinary warriors in the realm of innate nourishing veins, and the toughness of muscles and bones is almost comparable to that of warriors innate nourishing realms. The degree of condensation of his true qi is not under the martial arts in the realm of condensing.

With such a strong body and powerful true qi gathered together, Don't beg to inject all the innate water into his left arm, and his left arm suddenly became like a diamond cast. Although the two innate fetal-level monks were sharp, they were caught by the flesh and bones of Begging. The flying sword could only be shrill, and they struggled desperately and could not jump out of the arm.

The two innate monks who sacrificed the flying sword looked at the two flying swords embedded in Bu Beg's arm in a daze, and were all dumbfounded. Although their flying sword is not high-grade, it is also a sharp weapon of the middle-grade magic weapon. The sword light passes by, and the ordinary iron armor is also divided into two parts. Can flesh and blood hold a flying sword? This is a sensational thing. Is it possible that he is a Jindan Dacheng immortal?

The two monks looked at each other in horror, exhaled their true breath together, and pinched the sword and shouted harshly, "Stillness!"

The two flying swords beat violently together, constantly making a sharp sound of swords. Don't beg the bloody water spewed out of the place where the flying sword pierced the hole in his arm, and fell bit by bit on the ground, which was already a piece of flesh and blood.

Don't pounce on the two monks with a grin. The first day, the water spirit rotated rapidly in the meridians of his left arm, making a low sound of water waves. Two invisible whirlpools formed in his left arm, and the core of the whirlpool is two flying swords embedded in his arm. The huge adsorption force firmly trapped the two flying swords, and let them beat and struggle rapidly, and they could not get rid of their begging hands.

Not only that, the so-called dripping stone piercing, the naive water spirit of Don't beggar is still constantly eroding and eroding the flying sword, wiping away the spiritual brand left by the two monks on the flying sword and a wisp of the true spirit of controlling the flying sword. Don't beg, the soul strength is far greater than that of these two innate monks. Although it is one-to-two, it still makes the two monks' control of the flying sword more and more uncomfortable.

The two monks are obviously orthodox qi refiners. They have devoted all their energy to polishing Zhenqi, sacrificing flying swords, and practicing spells and runes. This kind of orthodox refiner is devoted to cultivation. Although the foundation is stable and the cultivation is exquisite, it lacks some adaptability.

The flying sword was useless, and the two monks spit out a mouth of innocence, constantly urging the flying sword, wanting to get the flying sword out of the body of the begging, and let the sword light cut off the head of the begging. They forgot that the distance between them and Buqi was only a few feet. This space, even if it was the martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow, was just a step.

With a ferocious smile, don't beg to pull out a large amount of heaven and earth aura from the Tianshui spirit snake elixir, which instantly turns into a rolling true air and disperses into the meridians of the body. The blood essence transformed by seven or eight armors outside the body was inhaled into his body by him, and condensed into two explosive pieces of broken jade palms on the palm of his right hand and his right knee.

A tiger pounced on the two monks, put his palm on the left man's chest, raised his right foot and knee fiercely, and tried his best to push the monk's lower body and kidney. The aura of heaven and earth extracted from the Tianshui spirit snake elixir and the blood gas of seven or eight armored soldiers were divided into two equal parts, and the bodies of the two monks were bombarded together.

The bodies of the two monks suddenly swelled. After entering the fetal resting period, all the spirit of the monk is restrained in the body. The appearance is as old as old as it is. If it can be as dry and ugly, it can be as dry and ugly. But now the true qi and blood that have been forcibly bombarded by Don't beggars, the dry and atrophied skin of the two monks suddenly became white and shiny, swelling like a full silkworm baby.

"Bad!"

Two miserable howls came out, and there have been countless cracks on the surface of the bodies of the two solid innate monks. The broken jade burst out in their bodies, and people inside and outside the hall heard the dull explosion from their bodies. Blood arrows kept spewing out of their seven orifices, and their breath rapidly weakened.

"Dead!" Don't beg at each other and yell at the two of them.

As soon as the kit moved, two poisonous thorns from Mengshan were caught in the hands of Begging and plunged into the eyebrows of the two people fiercely. Another wave of huge aura proposed from the Tianshui spirit snake elixir penetrated through the brains of the two monks, breaking their purple mansion knowledge into pieces, and their souls were also turned into countless fragments under the impact of the aura.

The big winding hand is launched through the highly poisonous awn thorn, and the awn thorn has a huge suction. The two monks have been practicing hard for more than a hundred years before they can easily reach the realm of innate fetal breath. The powerful condensed soul is comparable to the gathering of a hundred souls of ordinary people. Such a huge soul was broken into pieces, stolen and extracted by the secret method, turned into pure soul particle energy, and injected into the sea of knowledge without begging.

Don't beg to know that the water waves of thousands of miles in the sea rotate crazily, and the soul particles are washed by the water waves over and over again, washing the breath traces from the two monks above. The pure soul energy turned into a wisp of colorful glow coming out of the water wave, and turned into a colorful glow floating in the sea of knowledge.

At this time, Don't Beg has no ability to digest and absorb such huge two strands of soul energy. You can only temporarily store them in the sea of knowledge and slowly absorb and merge them in the future. The soul is the most important source of the practitioner. If the soul is strong, the divine mind and spiritual knowledge will be strong. When practicing, it is not easy to be invaded by foreign demons, and it is not easy to deviate when practicing. As long as you absorb all the soul energy of these two monks, it will be much easier not to enter the Jindan period in the future.

After talking about it for so long, in fact, everything is just a flick of two or three efforts.

Two innate monks died tragically, and their bodies spewed out a large amount of black blood, which instantly pumped into two dark meat balls the size of a child. Then the broken jade burst out, two dark pieces of meat exploded, and countless poisonous flesh and blood flew across, scaring people inside and outside the hall in a hurry.

With a grim smile, Don't beg pulled out the two magic-level flying swords inserted in his left arm and stuffed them into the kit.

Innate water flows back and forth in the arm, constantly nourishing the wound, so that the blood vessels and nerves can heal quickly. But these two flying swords not only hurt the muscle nerves of Beggars, but also pierced the bones of his left arm, injuring the bone marrow inside. This is a great harm to the foundation of the cultivation of Don't Beg.

After changing other monks, the bone marrow was damaged. At least they had to take all kinds of elixirs and spend several months to carefully adjust their health. But for Don't Beg, although the injury is serious, as long as you steal the essence of the blood of several people to fill it, in three or five days, the injury will be almost better.

There is still a little bit of the essence of blood gas that has just been inhaled into the body. Don't hesitate to mobilize them near the wound. The hot flow rushed to the wound on the bone, and the bones and bone marrow began to be reborn and heal at a speed that could not be sensed.

Yan Heluo originally thought that his two personal guards could easily solve the problem of begging. Seeing the two sword lights breaking through the air, he was sneering proudly and just got up from the ground. Before he stood firm, Don't beg had mutilated himself in the most fierce and barbaric way, and then killed the two strongest innate monks around Yan Heluo.

Yan Heluo, who was about to look up to the sky and laugh proudly, shook his body, and the laughter suddenly suffocated in his throat and mutated into a strange 'cluck' sound like a little hen that had just laid eggs. He looked at Don't beg shiveringly. He couldn't figure out why Don't beg, who had just been innate in the realm of nourishing veins, could kill the two strongest guards around him.

"You, you, someone!" Yan Heluo pointed to don't beg, and finally just let out a sad roar.

The guards brought by Yan Heluo outside the hall had already rushed in, but just now the bodies of the two monks exploded, and countless dark poisonous flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and they had to avoid it. At this time, Yan Heluo shouted wildly, and they pulled out their swords one after another, and rushed over like the tide.

With a sonorous sound of the sword, a soft sword came tremblingly, like a poisonous snake, wrapped around Yan Heluo's neck three times. The quality of the soft sword is very good. It is a sharp weapon carefully created by the master craftsman. The sharp sword front clung to Yan Heluo's neck, and the piercing cold almost froze his body, making his sharp and unpleasant howl stop abruptly.

Lu Chengfeng held the hilt of the sword steadily, and his fingers did not shake at all. He stood close to Yan Heluo and shouted coldly in a low voice, "King Ci, don't beg is not only my chief guest, but also my life-and-death brother. I'm sorry, if you want to kill him, I'll kill you!"

Yan Heluo shouted like a ghost: "Yan Legong, are you crazy? Do you know the consequences of killing me?

Lu Chengfeng said in a ferocious voice, "What if I kill you? The worst thing is to wander around the world. As long as I have brothers and friends, how can I not break into the world? You came to ask for Mr. Ben's Iron Mountain Refinery, and this is to come to the door to bully me. You still want to kill my life-and-death brother and my chief doorman. If you don't give me a face, what if I kill you?

Holding a sword in his right hand, Lu Chengfeng stretched out his left hand and gently patted Yan Heluo's cheek. Lu Chengfeng, who has always been gentle and elegant, has his own elegance. At this time, there is also a wild wolf who has been forced into a desperate situation, with the same fierce and murderous spirit as Don't beg.

"Yan Heluo, can you tell me if your neck is flesh and blood? Can this soft sword cut off your big head?

Don't beg and spit out a mouthful of blood. 'Zhe Jie' raised a thumbs-up at Lu Chengfeng with a strange smile: "Hey, aren't you forcing me to leave you alone in my life? Hey, hey hey, he's really a good brother!"

None of the soldiers who rushed into the hall dared to move. Don't beg and walked to Yan Heluo with a big smile. They shook their hands and slapped Yan Heluo's big teeth almost flew out. Yan Heluo's neck tilted, and the front of the sword tightened. The white oil skin on his neck was suddenly cut into a large area, and the blood flowed down.

Yan Heluo and Yan Bugui shouted in unison, "Shout up, everything is negotiable!"

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