Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1092 Death
"I hope so."

Wen Chongran smiled subduedly, looked down at Wang Jian, and said, "You have been burning your potential, holding me back here, obviously you don't want me to be free to chase and kill those two women... It seems that the two women Is it important to you?"

Wang Jian was shocked when he heard the words, and the blood gushed from the corner of his mouth again, "I just want to be with you..."

"Stop talking such boring nonsense."

Wen Chongran interrupted Wang Jian, and said coldly: "Especially when you are about to die, only a fool would believe the nonsense you said. As a practitioner of the Yin-Yang realm, you You should know that this journey of cultivation is not easy, if it were any other person, what they did while burning their potential should be to run away instead of staying here."

After a pause, Wen Chongran went on to say: "Only by being alive, can we hope to get back all the humiliation we have suffered, but you have chosen to keep burning your potential to entangle me until the last trace of potential in your body is gone." After burning, your vitality is declining. To do such a stupid and meaningless thing at the cost of your life, I believe that this is not done by a practitioner of the Yin-Yang realm, so your purpose is very simple , I just want to buy some time for the two women who escaped."

Wang Jian coughed again and again, but didn't say a word.

"If you don't admit it, it seems that I was right. You have nothing to say."

Wen Chongran smiled coldly, shook his head, a rare pity flashed in his eyes, and said, "Why are you doing this? Those two women are only at the Qi Refining Realm. What do you think? , Can they escape from me? How stupid!"

After speaking, he stomped slightly harder on his feet again.

Ka Ka Ka!
The sound of bones breaking came out of Wang Jian's body one after another. His body shook violently and his face turned gray!

"idiot!"

Wen Chongran raised his foot, looked at Wang Jian coldly again, his body swayed, and disappeared from the spot.

Wang Jian's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were filled with blood. He felt that the sky was gradually getting darker. Even if there were two rounds of scorching sun hanging over his head, it still couldn't stop the darkness from coming.

From the time I remembered it when I was a child, everything that happened was like a movie, flashing before Wang Jian's eyes.

Follow Yang Zhiyuan to learn art, experience the days of bloody horror, ambushed, hunted down, seriously injured, absconded and so on by practitioners from the Taoist world of the earth.

The picture in my mind turned again.

Originally, Wang Jian thought that Yang Zhiyuan had died decades ago, and he devoted himself to lurking and cultivating to heal his wounds, just to avenge Yang Zhiyuan's blood hatred one day, but he met Zhao Yifan in the end.

This uncle, who was much younger than him, shocked him almost when he first met.

And then, the news that Zhao Yifan brought to Wang Jian made Wang Jian even more surprised and excited-it turns out that the master is not dead.

later.

Yang Zhiyuan, who had been separated from him for decades, finally came back. In order to repay Yang Zhiyuan's kindness, Wang Jian decided to follow Yang Zhiyuan to live in seclusion and practice.

Until Yang Zhiyuan and Zhao Yifan went to Kunlun Secret Realm.

This is something that Wang Jian has always regretted and regretted. Why didn't he go with Yang Zhiyuan and Zhao Yifan at the beginning?

That way, you won't have to regret it all the time.

So this time, even if Zhao Yifan clearly objected and disagreed with Wang Jian coming, he still wanted to come.

Before coming, Wang Jian was actually prepared in his heart... because even Zhao Yifan, who was in the Yin-Yang realm, was not very sure about this trip. big.

Later, in the ancient world, with the help of Zhao Yifan, Wang Jian was promoted to the realm of Yin-Yang, but Wang Jian was only a little surprised and excited. Soon, his mood calmed down, because he knew that in In this ancient world, practitioners in the realm of yin and yang are actually nothing.

as predicted.

This time, the "Heitian sect" only dispatched five true disciples, and they were unable to parry - they couldn't even fight back at all.

"...I only used half of my strength just now..."

In the end, Wang Jian's thoughts returned to his eyes, the sky seemed to be getting darker and darker, and Wen Chongran's contemptuous words kept echoing in his mind.

Wang Jian was coughing blood, and wanted to sit up from the ground, but all the bones in his body were shattered by Wen Chongran's spiritual energy. Now, even the movement of raising his head made him extremely strenuous!
Almost exhausting all the strength in his body, Wang Jian barely raised his head slightly. This action made his eyes dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Wang Jian tried his best to cheer up. Under the bright sky, his vision was blurred. In the distance, there was a boundless and endless sea of ​​people. In his eyes, people's shadows flickered, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He didn't regret the previous actions. He knew that Elizabeth and Luo Yun played irreplaceable roles in their small team, such as Elizabeth's overall view and Luo Yun's delicate and steady mind.

All of these are irreplaceable by Wang Jian.

Also.

Zhao Yifan's kindness to him was as great as a mountain, even if it cost him his life, Wang Jian would not regret it.

just.

"...Uncle Elizabeth..." Wang Jian exhausted his last strength and looked at the overlapping and flickering figures in the distance, "...you must escape..." He closed his eyes and fell to the ground weakly.

The endless darkness swallowed him up and drowned him...

In the city of Black Sea City.

The blood was like a stream, flowing slowly on the streets of the city. The soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army and the guards were caught in close hand-to-hand combat, falling down almost every second, and blood spurting out!

By this time, everyone had long forgotten their fear, fear, and there was only one thought left in their minds.

kill!

Kill all the enemies in front of you!

Tashi and Langmu, with dozens of fighters beside them, were fighting desperately, fighting with a group of guards in the most primitive and brutal battle.

There are no tricks at all, it's just a fight like you stabbing and I shooting!

Many guards also saw that, Tashi and Lang Mu, once someone approached them, many Ideal Freedom Army fighters would desperately rush to surround the two of them.

Immediately someone woke up and realized that these two men were the leaders of the Ideal Freedom Army.

then.

Numerous guards rushed over, and amidst the crowds, Tashi and Langmu were forced to move from the city gate bit by bit, unknowingly, they were forced here by hundreds of guards. in the house.

Relying on the barriers of houses, walls, and the desperate fighting of dozens of Ideal Freedom Army fighters, they finally repelled a wave of attacks from outside.

"... Tashi."

Langmu seized the time, bandaged the wound, glanced at Tashi beside him with an extremely exhausted face, and said in a low voice, "Your face is ugly."

Tashi didn't answer, he raised his head, tried his best to look into the distance, and listened carefully, "I hope Miss Elizabeth and the others are all right!"

Rum was taken aback for a moment, and immediately, a burst of worry filled his heart, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, I hope they can escape safely... As long as they are okay, I believe that the Ideal Freedom Army will make a comeback sooner or later !"

Boom boom boom!
House after house collapsed one after another, and Liu Xiaotong emerged from the dusty sky in a disheveled state.

He felt that he was like a running mouse crazily now, and his only role was to make Junior Brother Bai, who had been following him like a shadow, play "happily" a little bit!

"Continue to escape..."

Junior Brother Bai's voice came to Liu Xiaotong's ears again, and he said with a playful smile, "Let me see if I can exhaust you to death! Hahaha!"

Liu Xiaotong didn't stop walking, jumped into a room again, and then, not daring to stop for a moment, continued to rush forward in a panic.

Boom.

The brick wall exploded suddenly, and dozens of stones flew out like cannonballs, hitting Liu Xiaotong's body fiercely, causing him to let out a muffled groan, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The body staggered and almost fell to the ground, but in the end, Liu Xiaotong still clenched his teeth desperately and rushed forward again.

Junior Brother Bai looked interesting from behind, he laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad, you, a practitioner in the Qi refining state, have been able to persist until now, which is already pretty good, but it's a pity that you met me today, so, no matter No matter how hard you struggle, you are destined to die!" As he said, he waved his hand, and Liu Xiaotong in front of him was shaken, flew high, and smashed violently on a house, smashing the roof down, and fell to the ground. down.

Liu Xiaotong's eyes turned black, and his bones seemed to be falling apart. Just as he was about to stand up, a figure appeared in front of him. Junior Brother Bai grinned grinningly, stepped on Liu Xiaotong, and knocked him to the ground, "The game is about to end!" Come on, kid, if you keep running away like this, you don’t have any new tricks, it’s really boring.”

After finishing speaking, Junior Brother Bai lightly flicked his fingers, and a thick and fierce aura pierced Liu Xiaotong's forehead in an instant.

Liu Xiaotong's body trembled, his eyes showed surprise and disbelief, and blood gushed out of the blood hole on his forehead.

"Rubbish!"

Junior Brother Bai sneered coldly, kicked up a kick, and there was a crackling sound. With this kick, Liu Xiaotong's bones were almost shattered by his kick. He flew up and knocked down a wall in front of him, like a rotten Like a sack, his body fell limply to the ground, and all the seven orifices were covered with blood.

"It's really boring."

Junior Brother Bai flew up in the air, condescending, watching countless people fighting in other parts of Black Sea City, watched with interest for a while, then turned around and flew back to the three people who had been floating in mid-air, and said, "Where is Senior Brother Wen? "

(End of this chapter)