Chapter 190

at this time, Yi Heng has already arrived. Seeing this, he is also shocked. If the tusk doesn't open his mouth, how can the six small needles work.

In a hurry, he had to postpone the cold needle and rush the Dongxiao in front of him.

Originally, the purple flying sword was also stabbed in case, but the speed was really slow. Then, the spirit liquid of the whole body was moved and the output was increased. The flying sword became a little faster.

However, the speed of the spirit liquid in the body has been reduced. Maybe for a moment, it will dry up.

"The eagle." With a roar in his mind, the hairy Eagle seemed to know what he meant. He flew down from the sky with a "whoosh" sound and landed behind the Zerg. His iron like claws against his back, agitated his wings and prevented him from retreating any further.

With this push, the Zerg retreated, and countless attacks hit him again. When the Dongxiao hit the double crab, it could no longer bear such pain.

"Cheep..." A small mouth, then issued a scream, pierced into two people's ears, the sound of sharp, even let Yi Heng's mind a burst of pain, almost lost consciousness.

However, a flash of white light on the Bagua plate woke him up, and then his mind moved a little. The six cold needles turned into fresh wind at the same time, and got into the Zerg's just opened mouth. In an instant, six blue liquid spewed out of the Zerg's back.

"Cheep..." but this cold needle is too small, compared to the two or three Zhang size of the body, it seems unable to cause more damage.

It just increases the pain of the Zerg once again. Once again, the cry is more sharp. Zeng Yushu, who was already tottering, turned over and fell straight down.

"The eagle." There are eight trigrams in the plate. Yi Heng wakes up in an instant, but when he sees Zeng Yushu fall down, he looks pale with fear and shouts in his mind.

At the critical moment, Maomaoying didn't have any hesitation. Its wings fluttered fiercely, and its body was like an arrow. After a few breaths, he put the comatose Zeng Yushu on his back.

At this time, the purple gold flying sword finally arrived. The chill on the sword seemed to make the Zerg feel afraid. Although it was injured just now, it didn't let it have any fear. But before the flying sword reached the body, it felt dead.

But it's too late to retreat. Just now, when the Maomao Eagle flew away, he pushed hard. Unexpectedly, this force made it rush forward, just like meeting the flying sword on purpose.

In the purple mansion, the villain's face is extremely dignified. If the flying sword is useless, I'm afraid it can only stab out the soul stab, and then you don't have to look at the result. Let the Maomaoying take Zeng Yushu and run for life.

Eagerly, the Zerg stacked the two Crabs together and finally met the flying sword with purple light, five or six feet long and more than two feet wide.

With the sound of "Puff wipe, puff wipe", the flying sword stabbed straight through the folded crabs, and then stabbed like a closed mouth.

The Zerg, who had just closed their mouths, did not feel the pain from the piercing of the double crabs. They felt that their lips were cold and something was piercing in.

Yi Heng was overjoyed to see the situation, and his heart thought to move. The flying sword that pierced his mouth and stabbed the import suddenly stirred.

The flying sword slowly flying from behind the Zerg stops at the top of the Zerg. It seems that there is no spirit liquid to support it. It shakes and doesn't fall down.

Yi Heng doesn't care about the flying sword. His eyes are red and staring at the Zerg.

The eyes on his belly open and stare at him. The look of resentment makes him feel cold all over. The Zerg opens his small mouth and is ready to shout.

But before the sound came out, there was a blue spray of liquid, and then the whole ugly face split into pieces of meat, separated from the body, "Shua Shua" fell down.

Like rain, blue liquid was sprayed from the sky. The transparent wings stirred up several times, and then stopped. The body, two feet in size, lost its dependence and fell vertically like a stone.

"Bang", a hundred feet in the air, but only a few breaths, he fell down a big tree, crushed over a few bushes, quietly lying on the ground, motionless.

Yi Heng, holding a spirit stone in his hands, recovers his aura. His face is pale and his eyes are red. Although his whole body is in good condition, he is exhausted in his soul. When he reaches for a call, the cold needle, flute and flying sword disappear.

"Boss, are you really dead?" The hairy eagle, who had already flashed aside, asked, but the voice was still shaking.

"You should be dead. Why don't you go down and have a look?" Having been born, Yi Heng also relaxed.

"No, no, no, no, that's great." The eagle was afraid to fly away a little bit, afraid that Yi Heng forced it to go.

Yi Heng shakes his head and laughs bitterly. Fortunately, Maomaoying didn't push the three against the four just now. Otherwise, it's really hard to say who died, and now I don't want to frighten it.

Slowly landing next to the Zerg, ugly face has long disappeared, only a pair of pale eyes looking at the sky, that endless hate solidification in the eyes, can no longer send out.

"Come down. You can't die any more." After a pause, he said to the eagle.

"Really?" A little hesitant, the Mao hawk slowly flew down and hovered in the low altitude. Seeing that the Zerg was really motionless, he was sure that there was no danger.Slowly, he puts down Zeng Yushu, who is unconscious on his back, and stands beside Yi Heng. He looks at the Zerg lying on the ground curiously and fearfully.

Then a series of human figures came down and surrounded them from afar. They quietly looked at the strange creatures lying on the ground. For a moment, their eyes were fixed on the man who looked very weak beside him.

Li Hongbao and other people finally speeded up their efforts to get there after the scream. Just ten miles away, they saw this strange creature fall from the air. The one who killed it was elder martial brother Yi, who looked extremely weak.

It's really a fierce man. Seeing the size of this strange creature, it must not be the first stage, but it is still at the moment.

How powerful is this elder martial brother?

Just a few days ago, he killed the monk in the middle of Gen clan. Now he has killed the first level intermediate level alien creatures in a short time. These creatures have never been killed before.

The worship eyes looked at him again. Zeng Chang, lying beside him in a coma, had Zhao Jinwen go to help him up. After checking, he saw that he was in a coma after running out of spirit liquid, so he quickly input the spirit liquid.

"All teams, according to the arrangement just now, quickly go to kill Zerg. I'm afraid it will change." Yi Heng whispered.

Although it was quiet, more than a hundred monks could hear it clearly. They took back their eyes to look at the man. Their own team quickly leapt from the ground without any sound. After a few breaths, all of them disappeared in the jungle.

However, Yi Heng did not feel the gaze of people looking up and worshipping. Unexpectedly, the difficulty of killing the Zerg was unexpected. He and his younger martial brother tried their best to get the result of escaping.

Without the purple gold flying sword, I'm afraid they will be lying on the ground now. This is the middle stage of the first stage. What about the later stage and the second stage?

When he thought of the second stage, no one could stop him. Countless monks and ordinary people were reduced to Zerg tonics. He looked up at the sky and sighed. Is it true that this is going to destroy our people?

"Elder martial brother?" At this time, Zeng Yushu was slowly waking up, opened his red eyes, his face was pale without a trace of blood, looking at the blurred and familiar figure in front of him, how could he feel so much vicissitudes and helplessness?

"Are you awake?" Hearing the voice, Yi Heng quickly withdrew his helpless eyes, and his face returned to normal, "quickly restore the spirit liquid. This is not a safe place."

I don't dare to turn around. I'm afraid that the more intelligent younger martial brother will see something.

"Elder martial brother?" Zeng Yushu didn't listen. Just now, the vicissitudes and helplessness of his back made him feel extremely remorse. What made such a powerful elder martial brother feel helpless? But can't we fight with him?

"Nothing. It's important to restore the spirit." If he has doubts, it will be easier for him to dodge.

Seeing that his face returned to normal, Zeng Yushu was very familiar with his perseverance and unyielding. He took out two spirit stones in his hand and began to recover his aura.

As long as the elder martial brother is around, he can feel at ease. It used to be, and it is now.

Yi Heng happily smiles, can't think that he still has this function? Then, without disturbing him, he stepped forward and took out the purple gold flying sword. With a gentle stroke, the Zerg was divided into two parts and quickly pulled out a kernel from his forehead.

"Boss, give it to me." The eagle has been staring at the dead Zerg, and seems to be wondering why this thing is so powerful. Now when I see the core, I can feel the aura in it.