Chapter 38

seeing Yi Heng like this, the monk in black already knew it.

"Can you block it again?"

With that, another fireball appeared in his hand.

But the steps went forward a few more steps.

Yi Heng was overjoyed when he saw this. His right hand, hidden behind his back, crept into the weeds and touched a strained rattan. As soon as the elixir of the elixir field came out, he squeezed his right hand hard, and the vine broke like grass.

With the rupture of the rattan, the monk in black suddenly turned over two pieces of thorny boards from the ground, as if to clamp the monk.

The monk in black also responded very quickly. When the board was just turned over, his right foot touched the ground, and his whole body flew up.

Just fly away from the board, then listen to the "bang" below, actually is the sound of two boards collision.

If you slow down a little bit, I'm afraid it will really hurt.

Before the monk in black had time to be happy, he saw a big wood in the big tree in front of him and hit him fast to his chest.

At the critical moment, an ice sheet appears in the chest, and at this time, the fast wood hits the ice sheet.

No time to exclaim, the monk in black was hit by the huge force and flew backward. The blood spitting out from his mouth was mixed with broken viscera.

Yi Heng's success in calculation also suppressed the pain in his chest. He got up and jumped up, and the monk in black threw himself into the air.

The monk in black who fell from the sky saw Yi Heng come over, and the expression of panic appeared on Bai temporary's face for the first time.

Two Zhang, one Zhang, watching more and more close to the monk in black, looking at the panic on his face, Yi Heng's heart is determined.

But before I was happy for a moment, I felt something was wrong.

Although the monk in black was full of blood, he had a playful look at him.

Yi Heng suddenly feels extremely uneasy, and the ice sheet appears in front of him in an instant.

The monk in black suddenly threw his right hand out of his back, and a fireball hit the ice sheet.

Yi Heng only felt a huge force hit, the body then flew backward, did not react, and his back hit the stone wall again.

Before Yi Heng wakes up, friar in black waves his right hand again and sends out a "whew" sound in the air. Yi Heng feels that something has passed through his right chest.

At this time, the monk in black just landed, swayed a few times, or stood firm.

Yi Heng looks at his right chest and has a hole the size of a thumb.

The blood has not yet erupted, the wound is frozen, but see the ice is melting rapidly, want to take a moment, the fresh blood will spray out.

He turned his head and looked at the monk in black, his eyes full of despair.

Looking at the despair in Yi Heng's eyes, monk in black feels very happy.

"Not bad, not bad. When did two sixth layer friars of Qi refining pursue me, they didn't make me so embarrassed. Instead, I killed them and fled. When did the disciples of Yimen become so powerful?"

The monk in black is also awe inspiring in his heart. If he was a little careless just now, the outcome of life and death is still unknown, but now? It's time to end, but there are more visceral injuries.

Yi Heng is silent, as if he has already accepted his fate. He just stares at the monk in black, as if to remember his appearance.

Black road clothes, white temporary face, random hair shawl, cold smile.

Right chest blood began to come out, accompanied by pain in the right half of the body.

The monk in black looks at Yi Heng, who is covered with blood, and walks slowly to him.

Yi Heng tries to input aura into the injured area. He finds that it is really useful. The blood is slowly stopped, but there is still pain left.

The original way to suppress the wound with aura is to seal the wound with aura, so as not to let the blood continue to flow out. Otherwise, it is estimated that the blood will die soon.

But the aura can't be broken, and the available aura is much less, but even so, it is several times more than the aura of the fourth floor.

Now I don't know what pierced the chest just now, let alone what made the soul ache. Although breaking through the fifth layer of Qi refining concealed the monk, he was still extremely frightened.

Fortunately, the monk in black seems to want to kill him in the simplest way.

More than ten steps away, the monk in black raised his right hand, and there was a bowl of fireball floating on his right hand.

Looking at Yi Heng, who leans against the stone wall and is covered with blood, throws out the fireball without expression.

Just now the trap was touched, and the monk in black immediately knew what was going on.

I think it was the boy who ran all night, set up traps here, and ran back for more than a hundred miles. Then he stayed up all night and regained his aura. Waiting for me to catch up with him in the morning, he rushed here to wait for me to enter the trap.

What a deep Chengfu, a cruel trick, but he absolutely misjudged the strength of the sixth floor of gas refining.

Looking at Yi Heng's pale and almost terrible face, it is estimated that the spiritual strength has already been exhausted. Even if there is a little bit of it, it is estimated that the aura will also be used to suppress the wound if the chest is penetrated by the ice thorn no longer bleeds.So, the monk in black simply threw out the fireball.

Yi Heng closed his eyes when he saw the fireball.

When the fireball is about to hit the body, just like the previous several times, an ice sheet appeared in front of the body in time. At the same time, Yi HENGQIANG endured the pain and waved his right hand.

While the fireball hits the ice shield, Yi Heng's right hand also flies a fireball, which is small, but flies to the Taoist priest in black very fast.

The monk in black boasted that he was very clever, but his surprise was not as much as he saw in this boy.

At this time, there was no time to be surprised, only reluctantly sent out an ice shield to block the fireball.

Yi Heng spits out a few mouthfuls of blood again, or dying against the wall, as if at any time will die.

Although the monk in black blocked the fireball, he took several steps backward.

After standing still, seeing that Yi Heng had no extra action, he scanned Yi Heng with both eyes.

"It turns out that I've been refining Qi for five levels. Ha ha, I never thought I'd been wise all my life. I've been wrong again and again. I deserve to be hurt now."

The monk in black found that Yi Heng had been refining Qi for five times. He was full of self mockery and became cautious.

The fifth layer of Qi refining can compete with him now, but it seems that the boy can't use spiritual power to heal wounds, let alone unnecessary magic, but now he must do his best.

Think about it, the left hand in the waist, palm will appear a bright stone, with the appearance of this stone, around the aura seems to become rich.

The monk in black looked at the stone on his left hand with heartache. Unexpectedly, he would use it on the body of a seriously injured person.

Yi Heng reluctantly opened his eyes when he heard the monk in black's self-talk. When he saw the shining stone in the Taoist's hand, his heart sank.

"This is definitely a legendary spirit stone. It can directly absorb aura. It seems impossible to exhaust his aura. If you want to survive, you have to use up your life."

Yi Heng slowly stood up, with a determined expression on his face.

The monk in black looks at Yi Heng cautiously, while accelerating to absorb the spirit of the spirit stone.