Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 52
Cui Xingchen's high-grade close-fitting inner armor was smashed by Jin Guangshuo in the previous battle, which indirectly saved his life.

but.

If it happens again, he will definitely die.

At this moment in Cui Xingchen's heart, he had begun to regret that he should not follow Han Yi, but should flee in another direction.

But regret won't help.

When he turned around, Luo Yunzhou was already gritting his teeth, ready to fight desperately.

Unlike Cui Xingchen who was scared out of his wits, Luo Yunzhou had much more combat experience. He had already seen the situation clearly from a glimpse just now.

Before Han Yi, he was able to kill two qi-training [-]th-level lords in a row with one against two, and against the [-]th-level qi-training, he definitely had a fighting chance, especially when they appeared just now, Han Yi happened to take over Jin Guangsuo's attack. Hit with all your might.

It would be extremely stupid to flee for one's life at this time. Only by uniting and desperately, there is still a glimmer of life.

A wheel-shaped magic weapon in his hand suddenly lifted into the air, Gululu turned, and blocked the three flying beads.

boom! !

The violent explosion made Luo Yunzhou retreat ten steps.

But he was overjoyed.

blocked.

The magic weapon was shaken back to his side, and the three silver beads of the opponent were also blocked back.

He turned around and looked at Tao Shouhua, who was following Cui Xingchen, with an ugly face, and cursed 'pig teammate' in his heart.

Then he drove the wheel-shaped magic weapon again, guarding it by his side, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

If he had turned around and fled with the two of them just now, exposing his back to the opponent's eyes, and was hit by the three beads at this moment, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Ok?"

The gloomy young man raised his brows and his face changed slightly.

Although he is at the eighth level of Qi training, the imperial envoy Jin Guangsuo has already consumed most of his mana just now. Although he has a lot of magic weapons at this time, he is facing the mysterious Han Yi and a trainee who maintains [-]% of his combat power. At the seventh level of Qi, I also find it extremely tricky.

He glanced at Luo Yunzhou, then turned around and glanced at Han Yi, already planning to retreat in his heart.

In this battlefield, there are two fellow disciples of the eighth level of Qi training, and it will not be too late to kill these few after joining them.

Although he has a high status in the Blood God Sect, he is not a reckless person and knows how to advance and retreat.

Just when he had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart.

A hundred meters away, Han Yi's expression brightened.

Here comes the opportunity.

His mind moved.

The many black metal shards scattered around the body of the gloomy young man about three meters suddenly stood upright from lying flat.

huh, huh, huh...

These metal fragments are the fragments after the first dagger brushed against the golden light shuttle just now.

Han Yi did not detonate the first dagger, but shattered it into pieces, and then used the self-destruct of the second dagger to cover up the slight movement of these pieces approaching the young man.

This was the last move he thought of when he recalled the second dagger.

And this moment.

At the moment when the gloomy youth hesitated to retreat.

This last move was finally launched.

puff! !
The distance of three meters is too short. Even if the gloomy young man suddenly realized it, he had no time to launch any defensive measures, and his throat was cut by a piece of the fastest fragment.

His throat was shattered, his eyes suddenly widened, and his palm subconsciously pressed his throat.

then.

Puff puff……

The intertwined metal fragments turned into a killing net, surrounding the gloomy youth.

Peng, Peng, Peng.

The dagger fragments hit the gloomy young man, but they couldn't penetrate. He was wearing a very defensive inner armor.

call out!
One of the largest fragments pierced through the brows of the gloomy young man, and then other fragments pierced through his head one after another, blasting his head beyond recognition.

If his head was destroyed, he would have to die even in the foundation building stage, not to mention that he was a monk who practiced Qi training at the eighth level.

His body fell to the ground with a bang, and the golden shuttle on the palm of his hand rolled out. The golden light flickered and then went out completely.

In less than a breath, the outcome was reversed.

"Dead, dead..."

Tens of meters away, Luo Yunzhou, who was waiting in battle, with a serious face, was about to go all out, his face froze, and he turned to look at Han Yi under the moonlight.

Han Yi spat out the blood from his mouth and rubbed his chest.

"Mad, it's so difficult."

"Fortunately, he cut his throat in the first blow, otherwise he might not be able to kill him."

Han Yi stepped forward, put away the opponent's golden light shuttle and storage bag, and put away the three dropped beads.

After thinking about it, he suppressed his nausea and tore off a piece of inner armor under his blood-colored robe, putting it in a storage bag.

Then, he dropped an Explosive Talisman, completely destroying his body.

"Senior Brother Luo, this place is dangerous, run away quickly, and leave."

Luo Yunzhou always felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, so he remembered that Han Yi also said this sentence less than a stick of incense.

Danger?

You are the most dangerous here.

The corner of Luo Yunzhou's mouth twitched, he could even forcibly kill the eighth level of Qi training with the golden light shuttle in his hand, his junior, is he really at the sixth level?
Could it be that he has practiced some special skills, the breath from the ninth level of Qi training should be restrained to the sixth level of Qi training.

Playing as a pig and eating a tiger.

Just now.

The two of them noticed some changes at the same time, raised their heads suddenly, and looked upwards.

I saw a sea of ​​fiery red clouds appearing in the sky above Tianqing City with a flick of a brush.

"Too much deception, too much deception, Blood God Sect, today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow."

"Disciples of the Xuandan Sect, hurry up and gather at the station."

The voice was loud, and there was anger in it, like thunder from nine heavens, shaking even the void three times.

"It's Uncle Gu."

"Great, Uncle Gu is back."

"Come on."

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou looked at each other, then walked away quickly towards the original station.

Not only them, all the monks of the Xuandan sect scattered in Tianqing City at this time ran towards the station with ecstasy on their faces.

Just now.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, my Blood God Sect is waiting."

A voice responded loudly, but the owner of the voice was not seen, but there was no doubt that this was also a foundation-establishment monk, and it belonged to the Blood God Sect, but he did not show up.

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou paused and continued on their way.

No matter what, Master Gu is back, and returning to his side is the safest thing.

After a while.

Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou returned to the station.

The residence at this time was already in ruins. In the ruins, corpses were scattered all over, most of them were disciples of the Xuandan Sect, and a few were from the Blood God Sect.

In the middle of the station, a middle-aged man stood. His breath was shaking and vast like an abyss, like a giant beast with its eyes open, which made people awe-inspiring.

The elder of Xuandanzong, a monk in the foundation period, Gu Yu.

After a while.

Cui Xingchen and Tao Shouhua also returned here. They saw Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou clearly, their faces were unnatural, but they didn't say anything.

Han Yi just glanced at the other party, didn't say much, and continued to stay.

After half a stick of incense.

No one ever returned to the station.

Han Yi scanned the people present, and estimated that only 25 or six people survived.

When they came, there were hundreds of people, but at this moment, before the night passed, there were only this few people left, and three quarters of them died.

It can be described as tragic.

Gu Yu's face was also extremely ugly, but he didn't talk nonsense, but said in a deep voice.

"Clean up and follow me back to the sect."

After a stick of incense.

After collecting all the disciples who died in battle and putting them into special storage bags, Gu Yu led the crowd towards the outside of Tianqing City.

Another half an hour later.

The Flying God Ship reappeared, took everyone on board, turned into a streamer again, broke through the night, and left suddenly.

(End of this chapter)