Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 161: “What are you waiting for?”
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"...This is nothing strange, is it?" Seeing Ning Wanjun frowned, An Youlang took the initiative to say, "Ordinary people can't perceive the existence of qi, and thus arouse the power of heaven and earth. People make fire without knowing farming. Animals that are beautiful are called beasts, so what should we call people who can’t get angry?"
"Nonsense!" Ning Wanjun sneered. "The difference between humans and beasts lies in what they think, but there is no such difference between humans and alchemists, or even demons. Of course, a method that uses the power of evil like you. People, really can’t be measured by people’s ideas."
"That's just a misunderstanding of the world. Evil is a title with emotions added. Putting aside'good and evil', its essence is a mixture of qi and accumulation, which is chaos." An Yulang spread out his hands. "Is there any essential difference between relying on qi to cast spells and relying on chaos to pursue power?"
"Even if you turn yourself into this look?"
"The pursuit of power always has a price. In my opinion, chaos is the goal that alchemists should explore. After all, the closer to chaos, the more power is beyond common sense-evil is true, and so are we!"
"I agree, but it's best to go to Huangquan Mansion to pursue it." Ning Wanjun felt the aura in her body calmed down a lot, and raised her spear again, "This way at least it won't make others sick."
"..." An Yulang's tone added a hint of displeasure. "The An family has defeated many gods like you, and after making them puppets, how long do you think they have persisted? Even the most The stubborn one, only three years." He raised his hand to bluff, a black book suddenly appeared in the air, and then flicked a little, "Xingtai!"
The surrounding scenery changed abruptly, and the melee yard became a dark red desert.
Several chains flew out from the ground and flew straight towards Ning Wanjun!
"Get out!"
Ning Wanjun turned a blind eye to him, rushed forward with a gun, and blurted out at the same time.
This low huh was like thunder rolling by, the desert suddenly torn apart like a mirror, and the chain broke!
In an instant, she was killed in front of An Yulang.
The latter dodges to avoid the princess's stab, and quickly turns the book to another page, "Not affected by hallucinations, what about this? The end of the hurdle, echo!"
Ning Wanjun suddenly felt an indescribable pain in her shoulder!
The pain even made her think that she would rather faint on the spot.
Even so, she still braced her body and swung out the spear in her hand-the blow had lost its initial momentum and was blocked by Yasurou's iron fingers.
"It doesn't seem to be very comfortable." Anyoulang sneered, "This technique can amplify all kinds of feelings in your body, especially pain. As long as the stimulation is strong enough, it can kill you even without trauma. Face ten It’s so painful, do you dare to put up a posture like before, that you would rather stand by yourself and let me see the blood? No...Of course not, your body will reject you—"
Before he finished speaking, Ning Wanjun's spear had already penetrated his abdomen.
"It seems that this body is still under my command for the time being." The princess gasped coarsely.
"You--" An Yuro slapped him back with a palm, covering his bleeding belly with both hands.
"Although there is no ten-fold magnification... but it feels uncomfortable to be pierced in the intestines, right?"
"Very good, very good!" An Yulang felt an anger rushed into his heart. Although this great wild night was triggered by manpower and could not last for long, as long as the night stays, he can continue to draw vitality. . Anyone who realizes this will no longer think that he still has a little chance of victory. But the woman in front of him, knowing that it is not his opponent, repeatedly offended him, it is absolutely hateful! He decided to let the other party understand what it means to be unable to survive or to die.
An Youlang took the initiative to launch an offensive against Ning Wanjun for the first time!
The tactics used are exactly the one she used before--
Relying on continuous attacks, forcing the opponent to choose between death and evasion, each accumulation of injuries will eventually become an irreversible defeat.
What's more, the pain caused by every wound will leave a deep impression on the princess.
And Ning Wanjun did feel tremendous pressure.
The iron hands are so heavy that she has begun to be unable to hold the slippery barrels of the guns after many attempts.
Blood dripped from these ruptured wounds on the forehead, cheeks, and neck, mixed with sweat, and moistened her chest.
This person is constantly improving.
The flaws in previous rough moves have gradually been wiped out. Whether it's slashing, picking, and picking, the timing of the choice becomes more smooth and reasonable. The two pairs of iron palms are like a weapon with a left and right bow, which makes her hard to defend.
If you put aside his identity, position, and faction, he should also be a genius. Ning Wanjun thought to himself.
It's time to make a decision.
Ba Xingtian once told her that this kind of tactics is almost a sure way to win against opponents whose overall strength is one level lower than him. The only way to break the game is to fight with fate.
Concentrate on, leave no room for it!
Only by forcing the suppressor to make concessions first can we seize that opportunity!
Just as An Youlang stab her with five fingers, Ning Wanjun retracted the spear, bullied him, slammed into the palm of his hand, and at the same time handed out the spear with all his strength!
The cold light flashes--
The two settled in place at the same time.
The tip of the gun penetrated through An Yulang's right chest and pierced his chest completely!
And An Yulang's palm was also deeply submerged into Ning Wanjun's left shoulder.
The severe pain made her do her best to not groan.
"You lose both sides and live to death. This is your way to break the game?" Anyoulang couldn't help but grinned, "He...hehe, Your Royal Highness, are you fainted by the pain," Forget that the injury I can bear is far from comparable to that of an ordinary alchemist? Most people will choose to give in because they don't want to die together, but I don't have such a fear!"
Ning Wanjun coughed up blood foam, "Then why did you avoid three inches in the end?"
"Because you can't die now." Anyoulang said grimly, "I said that you will be the first collection I return to my homeland, but it is by no means the one I cherish the most."
"Strange..." Ning Wanjun exhaled, the expression in her eyes suddenly became a lot easier.
"What's weird?" Anyoulang couldn't help being taken aback.
"I've been talking with you for so long because I'm waiting for someone who can help me. What are you waiting for?" She looked up and asked.
Before speaking, a sharp arrow with a howling sound shot directly towards the door of An Yulang. At the same time, Ning Wanjun released the spear and clasped the opponent's arm inserted into the shoulder with both hands!
This is a blow after Qiuyue quietly approached, and it was stronger than before!
It was too late to pull his hand to resist, Yasurou simply opened his mouth and bit down hard at the moment the arrow flew!
The two front teeth were suddenly broken, and a triangular slit was cut on both sides of his lips, but he still bit the arrow in his mouth.
Spit out **** arrows and teeth~IndoMTL.com~An Yuro roared at Qiuyue, "That's it? But that's it! Come again!"
"Look at the other side." Ning Wanjun reminded.
A group of dazzling flames mixed with thousands of sparks suddenly appeared on the side of the storage yard. Against the background of the night, this group of unnatural light appeared extremely eye-catching.
An Yulang followed the light and saw that behind the splattering sparks, a towering black shadow was looming-it looked so square that it didn't look like evil charm turned into evil spirits.
What is this?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, an unstoppable strange force penetrated his waist directly from the side.
This process is so fast that Yasu Lang can't even feel much pain.
His perspective rotates.
Looking down in the air, he saw Ning Wanjun being swept down by a wave of air, and saw the archer who attacked him flying towards the princess, and his half-shattered body.