Guardian Chapter 114: Little Sang’s Prestige

Bamboo basket arms can counteract the deadly nirvana, but it will not counteract the attacks that are judged to be non-lethal nirvana.

Chen Feng can only carry the pure aftermath shock.

The incarnation giant pinched Chen Feng's head and mentioned it to the vertical pupil, like a soft toy with his nails.

"The ants, eat you, eat you."

The incarnation of a giant opened his mouth wide, as if to throw Chen Feng into his mouth.

Chen Feng tilted his head, his body was soft and prostrate, there was a loud noise in his throat, and blood blisters in his nostrils.

"Eat your daddy." Chen Feng was speechless, thinking in his heart, squinting with difficulty the right eye that had been flowing through with blood, slowly raising his **** right arm, and clenching his fist tremblingly. , Weakly "smashed" the nail of the incarnation giant with a punch.

Just this one, almost exhausted all Chen Feng's strength.

He dropped his hands and shook his hands unconsciously, at the point where the oil lamp was exhausted, and did not forget to show his pride.

Suddenly.

No warning.

The void exploded.

A large pair of scissors appeared in front of the vertical pupil of the incarnation giant.

The dragon's teeth bite, lick the bag to catch the insects, and get the dragon-shaped scissors that can trim the branches of the hibiscus.

Summoned by Chen Feng from the void, hoping to give the avatar a fatal blow.

The trick is to hide in unexpected places.

The trick is to be used at the moment when the opponent thinks that he has won a big victory and he is powerless.

This almost "prompt" attack method, Chen Feng has been holding back useless. To be honest, there is no chance to use it.

Being so close to the avatar, he was almost dying.

It's the time when the avatar's alertness is lowest.

Chen Feng broke the cauldron and sank the boat, making the final blow.

The dragon tooth bite was summoned by Chen Feng Void Shuoli, the dragon shape twisted, as fast as lightning.

The avatar turned his head to the side between a few millimeters, but one of the thousand hands behind him was abruptly twisted.

"Hehehe..." Chen Feng squinted his **** eyes, smiling not like a human voice, and said like a mosquito: "Ants can bite...bite...bite you to death."

"Hehehe...come...come, come and eat." Chen Feng was like a gossamer, exhausted the last trace of strength, roared with blood and saliva spattered, and stunned his intestines.

He kept his wide-eyed eyes, fiercely stern, exhausted and...unconscious.

I would rather die than surrender.

Eat if you want, why so much nonsense.

What about ants.

I can’t understand your self-righteous superiority.

Who is noble and humble.

Who made it, did you?

I want someone Chen to ask for mercy, beg for mercy, stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it.

The vertical pupils of the incarnation giant shone, and the orange naked eyes condensed a crystalline texture.

I have to say that Chen Feng successfully aroused her anger.

She was about to let go, sending Chen Feng into the mouth.

But the body is tight.

An inexplicable feeling of discomfort being stared at by some big fear spread throughout the body.

"Let go of him."

In the direction of the giant cauldron, a voice without any emotion came from the cauldron.

The cracks of the giant cauldron collapsed like mountains and seas.

Under the cold fire and autumn smoke, a scorched humanoid withered wood burst into flames.

The sound of shedding skin, the sound of shedding, and the sound of crackling.

The black scorched human figure shook off and the whole body was scorched.

Xiao Sang's figure emerged.

There is a small hibiscus tree in the center of his eyebrows, shining brilliantly, and he is like a hardened treasure, exuding an unspeakable aura and... it smells so coveted.

It is this momentum that makes the incarnation giant like a knuckle in his throat, not daring to move rashly.

"I...say... let go... let... him." Xiao Sang paused and raised his head, his left eye is blue and his right eye is red. Starting from the center of his eyebrows, countless spread all over his body. Hibiscus small tree.

Behind him is nothing, a sacred tree rises from the ground.

Above the sacred tree, ten suns are like ten great worlds, dazzling and dazzling, and when you look at it, the pierced eyes of the incarnation burst into tears.

Void sacred wood, evolved into the Fusang body, reappearing the grand scene of the year, filled with golden crows, and connected into a sea of ​​flames with nothing but burning. The momentum alone makes people feel that it will burn the sky and the earth.

The circle of God behind the head of the incarnation giant rotates, and the three thousand arms keep overlapping, overlapping, and then overlapping on the chest.

Coming into one, being cautious and cautious, the incarnation of a giant feels a great deal of pressure.

Chen Feng's "corpse" has been thrown to the ground by her.

It's not that she is obedient, but that she is fully committed at this time, and has no spare energy to deal with the ants.

It's just ants, take them and take them.

Her spirits and spirits mentioned the ultimate, the vertical pupil condensed and the text, a little light ball became more and more condensed, this is the golden bead of mental strength, and it is one of the strongest means of incarnation body.

At this time, although she is only an incarnation fusion, she also has the ability to refine her body. On Xiao Sang, she felt a great deal of pressure and had to deal with it with the strongest means.

"Arrow comes."

Xiao Sang stretched out his hand, behind him, the world of Void Shenmu.

A crimson arrow seemed to penetrate the void, stepped through the ages, traveled through time, and appeared in Xiao Sang's hands.

He squeezed up the arrow and imaginary bow.

The surrounding air was suffocated, and the endless heaven and earth energy was drawn into Xiao Sang's hands like a tornado absorbing water.

The strength of the little Sang pulls the bow and takes everything away.

A fierce fire bow drawn into a full moon emerges in the void.

Sang has an arrow in his hand, locking the incarnation giant.

This arrow.

Have a great background.

According to legend, in ancient times, Fusang was born, there were ten suns, mountains and rivers collapsed, lakes and seas dried up, lava was everywhere, and the ancient ancestors were miserable.

An ancient god, a master archer, shoots nine arrows in a row, shooting down for nine days, staying alone for one day.

So far, the world is peaceful, the sun rises and the moon sets, shining on Kyushu.

The world is unknown, thinking that it was an ancient **** who shot and collapsed in the nine days, but it was not.

In fact, the ancient gods and Fusang reached an agreement to take the nine arrows of the gods as a tribute.

Fusang agreed, ten days as a round, one sunrise and one day, different days each day.

Incarnate as a giant, the pupils are shining, and the rays of light gleam.

Sang shot arrows in his hand at the same time.

There is no whoosh.

I can't see where the arrow is going.

It was still in Xiao Sang's hands a moment ago.

The next moment it was inserted on the vertical pupil of the incarnation giant.

The shining light seemed to be "eaten" by the arrow.

The phantom condensed in a mere incarnation, but not the real body, how can it compete with the arrow of the gods.

Even in my impression, the sonic boom did not come out.

The arrow just sticks above the vertical pupil without a trace of smoke.

A soft bang.

The arrows of the gods collapsed into smoke.

The incarnation giant also slowly melted away.

"If you can't kill me, as long as the world has thoughts, I won't die, wait to bear the anger of Ben Xian'er."

Before the incarnation of the giant dissipated, the endless hatred turned into an endless chatter of resentment.

Xiao Sang sniffed, and the Yin and Yang fire was like a fire dragon pouring water, directly evaporating the resentment that was about to condense.

The avatar not only died, but also the soul was not left behind.

It's a pity that Chen Feng can't be rewarded for his soul.

Just use the avatar of the gift of the son empress, so many avatars merged with giants, just rewards, I am afraid there are several one-star quality ratings.

Everything is like a dream bubble, fragmented.

The power of annihilation.

The power of the arrow is so terrifying.

The prestige of Xiao Sang is as horrible as ever.

There was a puff.

Xiao Sang knelt to the ground exhausted.

The world of Fusang Shenmu behind him collapsed.

The texture of the small hibiscus tree on him slowly faded.

Little Sangla's right hand that used the bow and arrow was black and charred, almost crippled.

His hands couldn't stop shaking.

The power of an arrow was less than one-tenth of the peak, but he almost drained his potential.

Fortunately, Xiao Sangben is aura.

Rather than the Xibei goods like Changchun.

He sits cross-legged.

The color of the whole body is rising and lush, green and lush, spreading continuously, and the surrounding shoots are unearthed, and the flowers are blooming and blooming again, giving rise to a vibrant spring.

Xiao Sang's right hand gradually improved, except that the black color was difficult to get rid of in a short time, and he was already healed.

This is the real deadwood spring healing technique, one of the inherent racial talents of Fusang Lingyun.

"Cut~ Ants." Xiao Sang glanced at Chen Feng, who was quite corpse, turning his head away with contempt.

It's just that green onion, gradually covering Chen Feng's body.

Xiao Sang didn't say anything, but he was grateful to Chen Feng in his heart.

If it hadn't been for Chen Feng to penetrate the Universe Bibo cover, breaking the giant tripod's dilemma.

Fighting to bleed and die quickly, gaining precious time for Xiao Sang.

Xiao Sang will not get out of trouble so easily.

The melancholy little prince, at this moment, he began to have a new understanding of this ant, who he had always looked down upon.

Oh, this ant is not just her little attendant... Xiao Sang thought, and subconsciously took a look at Chen Feng, whose injury was getting better, and deceived herself and others not to go too far... Humph, I don’t have the charm of Fusang. If you owe favors, don't think I'm saving you, na na na, you think too much, I just pay you favors.

Chen Feng seemed to be dreaming, in which he seemed to have returned to his mother's womb, and the feeling of warmth and security made him feel comfortable all over.

This is the battle.

Actually, the biggest beneficiary.

Not someone else.

It is Chen Feng.

Wan Nian Karma Fire is absorbed by Yin and Yang Book.

Slight changes have taken place in the Yin-Yang Book.

It's a quaint booklet.

Become full of more intense vicissitudes and historical heaviness, which is not ordinary at first glance.

The important thing is.

The booklet looks like one.

It has been divided into three volumes.

Chen Feng has long said that the life, atlas, and fate judgments of the soul man have also been classified again.

Three different volumes in three categories.

The first category is the most, with Qian Xiaoshu, Li Jinmei, Zhong Li, Concubine Rong Gui, Fan Dali, Lin Enda...

There are also many second types, such as unicorn fairy, two-headed evil spirit, evil spirit girl, ghost infant, python demon, seven killer ghosts...

The third category is the least, only four at the moment, and it is even more rare. The rewarded star product is also a high star. There are Kunpeng's relics of the ghost infant, the temple wish of sending the child empress incarnation, the **** who sends the child empress incarnation, and the catching insects. .

With such a score, the compelling pattern of the Yin-Yang Book is obviously on a higher level.

The first category, the book of people.

The second category, catalogues.

The third category, the book.

Heaven, earth, and people, three rankings.

With one book into three lists.

Chen Feng's own strength has also been significantly improved.

……

With the collapse of Fangcaoshuwu's incarnation as a giant.

The incarnations of Empress Dowagers scattered all over Kyoto began to become unstable, and within a moment, they collapsed and disappeared.

Liu Li, who was caught in the fire disaster, slowly wakes up.

She has already soaked her clothes with tears on her face.

Liu Li's heart is like a knife twisted, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Where is the pig, where is my pig."

Liu Li was anxious, dropped the basket, and ran away.

She has an ominous premonition.

Previously, Chen Feng must be in some unknown predicament.

Liu Li has a clear goal and rushes towards Fangcao Shuwu.

She naturally knows.

Today, Chen Feng, Xiao Sang, and Qin Shufen's family all went to Fangcao Bookstore to pay homage to Mr. Han Bai.

There was no blood on Liuli's face, his heart was pounding, and he smashed into several people along the way.

Pigs, dead pigs, stupid pigs, don't be okay... Fangcao Bookstore is here in a blink of an eye. Before Liuliren can get in, he first pulled out his life-threatening ruler from his body.

"Who would dare to hurt my pig." Liuli shouted angrily, kicking off the crooked and silent plaque.

She looked up angrily.

Clap, click.

The sound of dropping chopsticks.

The truth in the courtyard is unknown, but the few people who are still eating, their jaws fell on the floor in surprise.

Qin Shufen, Yan Mubai, and Yan Wenji are also in the banquet team.

However.

They are in the wrong state.

Just woke up from the fire disaster of seven emotions and karma.

Ordinary people are robbed by karmic fires, but Liuli is not so alive and well.

Qin Shufen cried loudly, sitting on the ground with her legs and thumping on the ground, annoyed and lost, "My golden lump, my golden fruit, my wealth, give it back to me, give it back to me."

Yan Mubai's face was angry, grief and anger, and she cried out in pain, "It's kind of donkey liver and lungs, don't you know, I am for your good, I am angry, I am really angry."

Yan Wenji looked sad, her eyebrows twisted out of knots, and she looked like a sick Xizi, frowning, and sighed, "How can this be good? My eldest brother in his 30s has not yet married his wife. I am so sad that I am so sad. I'm dead."

The inexplicable behavior of the three, coupled with Liuli's sudden intrusion of the gods.

The diners who were kept in the dark were stunned, with weird thoughts in their hearts...Is this a repertoire of the funeral banquet?

Liu Li doesn't care about the eyes of outsiders.

The whirlwind hit the ground and ran directly into the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall, old friend Han Bai seems to have been given a hold spell, keeping the posture of talking to people, motionless.

Han Bai's birthday coffin has been exploded, and this end of the coffin board is sitting cross-legged, reclaiming the young mulberry from the green vines.

On the other end of the coffin board, Chen Feng held a crystal cover in his hand, which was the Qiankun Bibo cover.

He was in disheveled clothes, covered in blood-stained cloth strips, shaking his head and slowly waking up.

"Pig, you are fine!"

Liuli turned sorrow into joy, weeping with joy, wiping tears, and flew into Chen Feng's arms.

Chen Feng had just regained consciousness and his consciousness was still hazy, and he was shocked that something had hit him.

Subconsciously, he lifted the crystal cover in his hand and smashed it over.

When Chen Feng realized that Liuli was the one who leaped over.

It's too late.

"Are you hungry? I will give you some food."

Chen Feng rubbed the bag on Liuli's forehead, and smiled, "I didn't know it was you, I'm sorry."

"Hmph, what's your tone, you are not sincere." Liuli turned her face away, facing Xiao Sang's dumbfounded expression, and said fiercely: "What do you look at."

Xiao Sang shut up with a click, and quickly turned her head away, but in her heart she thought that she had never expected her to let go of her identity. Well, maybe, I can try too.

Xiao Sang practiced himself inwardly, imagining that he was puffing on his hips, puffing his lips and stomping to sulking, and thinking that he had a cold war.

Hey~ I am proud of Fusang Lingyun... Xiao Sang secretly shook his head in disgust, took a deep breath, and quickly shook out what was in his head, which made him feel much better.

He looked up, and almost fell to the ground after being almost startled.

Chen Feng and Liuli are staring at him quietly.

Xiao Sang cleared his throat, moved back subconsciously, and raised his chin proudly... head sideways... bowed head... glanced at the ground, his voice lowered uncontrollably, "What are you doing..."

The two didn't say anything, they just stared at Xiao Sang like this.

I'm almost staring at Xiao Sang.

Xiao Sang has not been stared at so close.

He is uncomfortable, and he always feels awkward.

Just when Xiao Sang was about to pluck up the courage to explode.

Chen Feng rubbed Xiao Sang's head and smiled: "You have you, good boy, thank you."

Liu Li also got in touch and nodded with a smile, "Fortunately I have you."

Sang was shocked.

Forcibly enduring the discomfort of being touched, Tsundere's small face was flushed with a trace of crimson.

He has a stubbornly sad expression, stubbing his neck and pretending to be indifferent, "What's this, I miss my dignified Fusang Shenmu Lingyun, just..."

"Stop talking nonsense, go, go to the restaurant and have a meal, I will please."

Chen Feng hugged Xiao Sang's neck, holding Liuli in one hand, and walked out excitedly.

Little Sang is very uncomfortable with this kind of intimate contact, but he has some conflicting expectations.

He tilted his body and put his neck in Chen Feng's arms. He slapped his mouth and said: "Get up and be annoying, Xiaoye will go by himself."

I don't know whether the "annoying" in his mouth is mortal or annoying.

Anyway.

The corner of Xiao Sang's mouth turned up subconsciously.

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