Chapter 692

The swordsman looks at Ye Hongtian with all his face. To be exact, he is staring at the wandaomie which is condensing in Ye Hongtian's hands. Just staring at the breath of the terrible laws contained in it, the body can't bear it.

"No matter what you are, foreigners will die if they enter the inheritance place of our Jiaocheng! I'll kill you before you're finished! "

Instead of wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes, the horn wielder stretched out his hands to tear the hurricane around Ye Hongtian, and kicked him with a leg whip.

Seeing the leg whip of the horned warrior getting closer and closer to him, ye Hongtian has no expression and is very calm. In the next second, a purple light is drawn from the distance in front of him to help him block the attack.

"Hurry up, I won't last long." Ziming turned his head and said to Ye Hongtian.

At this time, she could see that these purple weapons were more and more dim to resist the fire.

"It won't take long. It'll be all right soon." Ye Hongtian said so.

By the time he finished speaking, the Wan Dao Mie in his hand was completely condensed, and the breath of the fully condensed wandaomie was introverted and looked a little weaker than the cone.

However, as long as you feel it carefully, there will be a kind of heart beating feeling. Only Ye Hong knows how much power it contains.

Wan daomie has finished condensing, and ye Hongtian's mouth brings up a smile, but his face is very pale. The consumption of Wan daomie still makes him unable to bear it.

Stretch out his hand to push Ziming to one side, throw wandaomie to the one who holds the horn, and then quickly hold the purple Ming pushed aside and run.

After taking a step, wandaomie has burst out. A burst of dazzling white light instantly submerges the horned warrior and covers Ye Hongtian.

Ye Hongtian protects Ziming in his arms, and his back is hit by a very strong force. His spine is broken instantly and he is in a coma.

Although he was in a coma, he didn't let go of his hands. He didn't let go of his hands until he fell to the ground.

The force of the explosion of wandaomie was very terrible. Fortunately, ye Hongtian had already escaped a step, which was already a long distance.

However, ye Hongtian was seriously injured and unconscious after escaping for a certain distance. It is difficult to imagine what kind of trauma would be suffered by the angle warrior in the center.

"Ye Hongtian!"

Ziming gets up from the ground and looks around. After finding Ye Hongtian, he immediately runs to Ye Hongtian and helps him up.

First, he explored Ye Hongtian's breath, and then he took out two pieces of bone healing pills from ye Hongtian's heaven and earth bag and put them into Ye Hongtian's mouth.

The medicinal power of the bone healing pill quickly restored Ye Hongtian's spine, but his mental fatigue could not be restored. Ye Hongtian was still in a coma.

However, ye Hongtian's escape from the dangerous state relieved Ziming. He dragged Ye Hongtian to a safe place and lay down. Then he looked at the center of the explosion.

At the center of the explosion, one of the hornsmen's heads was suspended in mid air, and all other parts of the body were blown to fly ash by the energy of the explosion.

Ziming stares at the head in the air for a while, and then he finds that the swordsman is not dead, and there is a breath of life.

"The man who should have been dead for a long time, what are you still doing alive? If you hurt Ye Hongtian, let me send you the last journey!"

With two feet on the ground, he flew to the head of the horn wielder, clapped his palm on the skull of the horn wielder, and his head burst instantly.

The explosion of the horned warrior's head did not occur in the scene of brain splashing, which directly turned into light particles and dissipated.

After solving the problem of the horn wielder's head, Ziming closes his eyes and releases his perception. After confirming that there is no breath of life around him, Ziming returns to Ye Hongtian.

As soon as he landed, Ziming's eyes were awe inspiring, and he turned back to see that his head, which had just been smashed by him, appeared in the air again, and the body of the warrior holding the horn was slowly condensing.

"How can it be?"?! They are all broken to pieces and will not die! " The purple Ming full face is shocked of shout a way.

As soon as the voice fell, the body of the horn wielder had all condensed out, connected with the body, and slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"What a powerful force! I didn't expect to get this kind of power even after being trapped here. The feeling of several laws in one is like this. " The horn warrior looked down at his hands and said with a smile.

He raised his head and glared at Ziming. A blade of space cut out from Ziming's side and crossed Ziming's arm.

The blade of space didn't cut to the purple hell, which made the swordsman frown. Then he stretched out and said, "the artistic conception of space is really a powerful artistic conception. Even if you absorb the boy's understanding of artistic conception, you can't control it. You need more practice."

With a wave of his hand, countless space blades were cut out, but none of them could cut Ziming. All of them passed by Ziming's side.Ziming felt that those invisible blades of space passed by his side, and he didn't know whether the Horner had deliberately missed him, or he didn't really control it. He just stared at the horn warrior coldly.

A groan came out from behind. Hearing the groan, Ziming quickly turned around and saw that he was still in a coma and had already sat up.

As soon as she was ready to run to Ye Hongtian, her telepathy with Ye Hongtian gave her information that she didn't need to come over.

"Are you all right?" Purple Ming worried asked.

Wu Wu's eyes squinted, and then he squinted and squinted.

"He is dying. Although he has absorbed the energy contained in my wandaomie, the energy and the artistic conception information in it are too large for his body to bear. If you attack him a few more times, he will blow himself up." Ye Hongtian said so.

Listening to Ye Hongtian's words, purple Ming's face showed such a look. He turned around and looked at the horn wielder with a smile.

The words between them are conveyed by telepathy. Naturally, the swordsman does not know why Ziming suddenly smiles.

However, after absorbing the energy of wandaomie, he had absolute confidence in his own strength, and fell in front of Ziming with his hands in his chest.

"Little girl, the boy has lost his fighting ability, so don't do any more desperate struggle. In this way, he can suffer less pain." The swordsman said confidently.

As soon as he finished, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his hands crossed in front of him, and a fire was blocked by him.

This fire is the purple fire of Ziming. She doesn't have the habit of listening to people's nonsense. When the horn warrior talks, she has quietly gathered several purple fires, and now all of them appear around her.

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