Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 118
"Beihan...be careful..."

Bing'er's pale face revealed a trace of fear and worry. She struggled to turn to Beihan's side and block the martial artist-level blow for him, but she was weak and only moved herself. arm, and then fell down limply.

"hey-hey…"

A devil-like voice came, but Bei Han didn't move at all. He just relied on looking at the increasingly illusory delicate body, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, Qingshan had already attacked Beihan's back, and that gloomy and dark claw was only a few feet away from Beihan's back.

How to do? !

Bing'er was already on the verge of death, and Beihan was in a state of despair and was not in the slightest state of fighting. Even when Beihan was completely victorious, relying on dozens of third-grade spiritual sources to attack the spirit source could not withstand such a powerful blow as a martial artist.

Yiyi!

The hand claw containing dark spiritual power in front of him approached Beihan, and suddenly there was a childish and angry scream, followed by a white shadow flashed by, and a vortex of air was rolled up at an astonishing speed, and that white shadow also moved with astonishing speed. The momentum rushed towards the devil's claw.

Boom~~~
Although the contact point of the collision is very small, the ripples of spiritual power that arise are not as strong as the one just now, but this tiny fluctuation of spiritual power contains huge destructive power. As stone chips, the brown gourd that had never been broken was also shaken into sand powder as it passed over Beihan.

The introverted momentum and astonishing fluctuations are enough to see the abnormality of this martial artist level attack.

If Beihan faced such an attack, even if he had Gaara's absolute defense, he would definitely be split into blood foam at the moment of contact.

The spiritual power is rewinding, magnificent and invincible.

And following that loud noise, one big and one small, one black and one white, the two figures also fell to the two sides respectively.

Xiaobai's current strength is only around the elementary level of innate warriors, but as the most peak existence in the Tianwu Continent, the blood power of the Thousand Saints Swallowing Heaven Beast is enough to protect Xiaobai's major Achilles' heels.

However, although the bloodline of the divine beast is strong, it is not enough for the young Xiaobai to surpass the ninth rank and defeat the master of the martial artist level in the realm of the innate warrior.

Not to mention the innate realm, even the martial master Wu Wang and Wu Zong have never had a precedent of a heavenly warrior.

In the countless years of Tianwu Continent's history, the earliest record about Tianwu practitioners is the Tianwu Great Emperor countless years ago, and it was he who laid the foundation for the cultivation of Tianwu Continent.

This can be seen from the fact that the Tianwu Continent is named after him.

But even such a stunning and celestial Wushen Zun has only tempered himself into a celestial warrior in the realm of martial saints, and a divine beast like Xiaobai in the innate realm can at most reach the ranks of holy warriors.

So now Xiaobai has far exceeded his own limit to withstand such an attack.

The blood-stained Xiaobai fell dying beside Beihan, staring at the young man who guarded her and bullied her with big eyes that were powerless and moving, panting exhaustedly, the serious injury made her unable to even move. Can't move.

The left arm hugged the increasingly illusory Bing'er, and the right hand lightly brushed Xiaobai's petite and smooth head.Beihan put a grain of Qianrongyuan into Xiaobai's mouth, and then put a grain of Qianrongyuan into his own mouth.

Bing'er, who was lying in Beihan's arms, blinked her long eyelashes with difficulty, and there was a trace of pain and worry in her eyes. He knew what Beihan wanted to do, but he was powerless to stop him, so he could only watch helplessly as Beihan was going to Stretch your hand to your belly.

Soft and sensitive parts, a real abs kin, but neither of them is shy at the moment.

Bing'er, whose spiritual power had been mostly lost, was completely transparent at the moment, and Beihan, holding such a body, became clearer and more illusory.The spiritual power condensed into Bing'er's body has become very thin now, and Bei Han knows that if measures are not taken as soon as possible, Bing'er may really disappear.

But, now, how could Beihan allow this to happen.

"Even if there is only a slight chance, I will not give up. If you want to die, you must die behind me."

The tone is firm, deep, and unshakable.

Looking at the transparent and beautiful face, Beihan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then the hand placed on Binger's lower abdomen suddenly gathered spiritual power, and slowly absorbed the green soul-eating mist.

"don't want……"

Bing'er's eyes overflowed with tears, and the body built by absorbing spiritual power with soul power was already difficult to maintain in this state of thin spiritual power. At this moment, Bing'er can still shed tears of this spiritual power. How uncomfortable it will be in my heart.

"Binger, you are so beautiful."

Beihan smiled, lowered her head and kissed those delicate lips, blocking what Binger was about to say.

The spiritual power became thinner, and Bing'er's body changed from a substance to a liquid state where the spiritual power flowed. When I met those delicate and delicate lips, it felt like kissing on the water, soft and comfortable.

The concubine is born for the king, and the king dies for the Iraqi.

But when life and death are confused, only then will I know my heart and love my son.

At this moment, Beihan has completely opened his heart, released his enthusiasm, and kissed Binger intimately, completely ignoring the powerful enemy behind him.

"Haha...you are still here making out now, Beihan, you really can let go, but...cough cough..." Seeing Beihan who was blooming and defenseless, Qingshan sneered again and again, just about to take the opportunity to strike, but didn't As soon as his body moved, he spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Now his condition is not much better, first he was pierced through the chest by Binger's blue spirit sword, and then he had a fierce impact with Xiaobai. At this moment, Qingshan couldn't suppress the injury on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. come out.

Panting heavily, Qingshan sat cross-legged five feet behind Beihan, using the ordinary Qianrongyuan to recover from his injuries, staring coldly at the figure in front of him with fierce eyes, showing a mad killing intent.

"I just need to kill them, then no one can stop me. I have been waiting for this day for too long, and I will never allow anyone to stop me." Qingshan's eyes were cold, and he kept roaring in his heart.

The clear moonlight drifted slowly, and the whole mountain turned silver-gray under the reflection of the moonlight.

On the top of the mountain, two figures sat apart from each other. Qingshan channeled his spiritual power quickly and healed his injury, while Beihan was still kissing Binger affectionately, and his right hand turned completely dark green at this moment.

Finally, when the soul-eating mist flowed out of Bing'er's soul, Beihan raised his head and looked tenderly at the illusory and beautiful girl in his arms.

Bing'er slowly opened her eyes, her expression was full of anger, and her voice was slightly crying.

"Why are you so stupid?"

"Why is this, you know, you may not die if I die, but if you die, I will not be able to live, why do you still do this?"

Beihan smiled, tapped the tip of Binger's nose lightly, and said firmly, "Because I said that we will live and die together!"

Beihan's words flowed into Bing'er's heart like spring water, and this ignorant girl also admitted the emotion that existed in her heart at this time.

Life and death follow.

This is not bad.

Looking at each other and smiling, Beihan slowly placed Binger on the rock.

"I'll go and get rid of this hateful fly first, such a moonlight, such a beauty, the addition of this fly will really spoil the scenery."

"Ah."

Bing'er nodded shyly, like a little daughter-in-law, looking at that thin figure, her eyes were full of affection.

"Flies? Are you talking about me, boy?"

When Beihan absorbed the soul-devouring mist in Binger's body, Qingshan, who was sitting cross-legged behind Beihan, also slowly stood up, looking coldly at the lingering lovers in front of him.

"At first I wanted to leave you with a whole body, but I changed my mind now. Now I decide to smash your bones into ashes and grind them into powder. You asked for all of this!"

Speaking of that dark spiritual force coming, he lifted Beihan's robe and made a loud noise.

Turning around, Beihan straightened her body, piercing the sky like a sharp sword, her brows were slightly twisted into rivers, holding a cloud of dark green mist in her right hand, Beihan looked firmly at this martial artist level master.

Without Bing'er, without Xiaobai, the third-grade spiritual source is useless, and now Beihan really only has that one hole card left.

(End of this chapter)