Fairy, Please Listen to My Explanation Chapter 149: Warrior
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After two quarters of an hour,
The battle was coming to an end, and the originally flat and dense forest had collapsed one piece after another, and a lot of the ground was still covered with ice crystals from the battle just now.
Boom!
The last roar came, the battle subsided, and everything around was eerily quiet.
The burly man lay on his back in the middle of a big pit, looked at the silent sky with the full moon hanging high, and let out a long breath:
"The hoo is finally over."
After finishing speaking, he lay down quietly for a few breaths, and then the burly man struggled to stand up, his eyes still filled with lingering fear.
Those two people just now were really strong, but luckily the other party was careless.
Thinking, the burly man shook his head slightly, picked up a **** severed hand, and walked slowly towards the edge of the pit.
Beside the big pit he was in was a river flowing down from the mountain range, but at this moment the valley formed by this small river has stopped flowing, and the number of collapses and the gravel pit caused by the aftermath of the battle blocked the entire river truncate.
Looking across, the burly man quickly found the target he was looking for.
An old man with a broken arm and short hair standing by the river valley.
Walking up to the other party, the short-haired old man with a broken arm glanced back at the burly man, and his voice was neither cold nor cold:
"Are you okay?"
The burly man forced a smile and said in a low voice:
"My injury is fine, but it's a pity Zhou Jing"
"Number B!" The old man interrupted the other party's intention to tell the name, and they could not leave any traces.
“.”
The burly man was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded and changed his words:
"It's a pity that Number C is dead."
After that, he glanced at the forest hundreds of feet away,
There is a dead body in there.
It belonged to the fat woman, who was punched through the chest after being frozen into an ice sculpture.
The short-haired old man looked very calm when he saw his companion died, and said softly:
"It's okay, the life and death of Number C is not important."
The burly man was a little dissatisfied with the old man's cold blood, but he didn't say anything in the end, and glanced in the direction where the woman Yuan Qi disappeared just now:
"What about Ran Qingmo?"
The old man with short hair said in a low voice:
"It's okay, she's already seriously injured, she won't be able to run very far after being marked by me, I'll go after her later."
"What if I can't catch up?" The burly man hesitated, "I guess this woman still has a back hand."
The old man with short hair is a little hesitant:
"It doesn't matter, the county seat closest to Shengshan takes about three days to run back and forth with a third-grade cultivation base, which is enough for us to destroy all traces, but the plan may have to be postponed, after all, there is a high probability that the Xiangguo Mansion will be involved Already."
After a pause, the burly man whispered to the old man again:
"Where's that man?"
The short-haired old man didn't speak, and pointed to a big hole in the middle of the valley not far away.
The burly man glanced over there.
All the flesh and blood of the man who had sneaked out just now had disappeared, leaving only a dry bone and a blood-colored robe lying quietly in the middle of the big pit.
Withdrawing his gaze, the burly man's eyes were amused:
"If this person sneaks up on me or No. B, the three of us might really end up here, but it's a pity he chose to sneak up on you, old man."
The short-haired old man glanced at the burly man and said softly:
"Some of the methods of this person are very strange. His own cultivation is only around the seventh rank, and the source energy that can explode around the third rank seems to be with the help of foreign objects."
Hearing this, the burly man chuckled:
"You old man still have the nerve to say that other people's exercises are weird? Your own exercises are truly weird. To be honest, sometimes I feel that you are no longer a person."
Say it,
The burly man threw the severed hand in his hand to the short-haired old man opposite.
"Huh."
The short-haired old man snorted coldly, caught it casually, and then directly put the severed hand on the severed arm of his own wound.
It was quiet for a moment, and a strange breath surged.
In an instant, the flesh and blood began to surge, and countless granulation began to grow and connect at the severed arm of the wound, and finally the entire arm was directly spliced together with flesh and bone.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the burly man fell silent for a while, and said in amazement:
"Old man, is this a secret method or a cultivation method? You can survive if you cut off your head, and rebirth from a drop of blood is the method of the original state."
The short-haired old man glanced at him coldly and said:
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to clean up the traces of the battle here, you go back and manipulate the formation to kill all the people in Shengshan County, then Ran Qingmo escaped, whether I can catch up or not, I have to hurry up and deal with it later thing."
The burly man looked serious when he heard the words, and said in a low voice.
"Then I'll go back to the control point first, come over after you've dealt with it."
"Yeah."
The words fall,
After slightly adjusting his breath, the burly man turned into an afterimage and galloped away towards the distance.
The direction he was heading was not Shengshan County, but towards the interior of the Wanxing Mountain Range.
The short-haired old man watched the other party disappear into the distance, shook his head slightly and walked slowly towards the place where the blood-clothed man died.
Standing still beside the dry bones, the short-haired old man stared at him for a few breaths, then shook his head gently:
"This dress is unscathed, and the material is really top-notch. Unfortunately, it can't be used. I can only find a chance to let the auction house sell it."
As he spoke, the short-haired old man bent down to pick it up.
But at this time,
Several shimmering gorgeous cherry blossoms fell from behind him
When the short-haired old man saw this scene, his fingertips froze.
He remembered that there seemed to be no cherry trees around.
Not to mention,
This is the season and not the time for the cherry blossoms to bloom.
Turning back fiercely,
The short-haired old man saw two familiar figures behind him, one was illusory and the other solid, talking and laughing.
The man in blood said with a low smile:
"Old man Luo, look, I've said it all, I can handle it myself, don't worry about it."
The phantom of the middle-aged scholar replied with a smile:
"You kid, a seventh-rank kid, can comprehend Dao Yun so thoroughly. You are an old man. I underestimate you, and this Charming God Dao Yun is really a bit mysterious."
“.”
Looking at the scene in front of him, the short-haired old man's constricted pupils shook slightly.
Then,
He found that everything around him began to change.
The blood-colored robe lying quietly on the ground was gone, replaced by a woman's dead bones, and his own lower body had been frozen into an ice sculpture.
The cold air is constantly spreading upwards.
The charm of the gods
Contacting the words just heard, the short-haired old man instantly understood that he had fallen into the opponent's illusion and killed his companion:
"What are you? What's the situation? Impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible, your companion named "No. B" has already taken Ran Qingmo to control the array."
After finishing speaking, Xu Yuan ignored the old man's sneer, and turned to ask the saint's remnant soul:
"Old man Luo, this man's skills are so weird, have you ever seen him before? A sneak attack on him ended up being a surprise attack in turn, and he almost capsized in the gutter."
The remnant soul of the saint shook his head:
"Don't know."
Xu Yuan smacked his lips, his eyes were a bit contemptuous:
"Tsk, why don't you know anything?"
"What are you anxious about?"
The voice of the saint's remnant soul~IndoMTL.com~slowly with a smile:
"Old man, although I haven't seen similar exercises, I have seen similar creatures, and I am familiar with this kind of creature."
Xu Yuan frowned:
"Bio. What do you mean?"
The remnant soul of the saint stared at the old man who was gradually frozen into an ice sculpture, grinned, and uttered two words:
"Warrior."
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