Green coriander family

The black-clothed woman and the burly man were killed, which dealt a big blow to the black-clothed monks who were still fighting the Chen clan, and gave the Chen clan who could only resist with difficulty a little breathing time.

The remaining two qi-training ninth-level monks among the four saw their companions being killed. Apart from being afraid of the three lightning strikes just now, they nervously looked around, looking for the third enemy hidden around them.

During the battle just now, the two had been by the side. They were sure that the three lightning bolts and the cane that restrained the woman in black were not the work of the two old men. There must be people around.

After Chen Zimo used the Wooden Beam Talisman, he immediately hid in the woods, stopped looking here, and seized the time to recover his spiritual power.

After carefully inspecting the surroundings, the two of them found nothing, so they walked slowly towards the corpses of the woman in black and the burly man, but their hearts were on the highest alert, ready to deal with attacks from all directions at any time.

Looking at the corpse of their companion, the expressions of the two were different, but they must be sad for their companion. bag.

Cultivators like them who often intercept the way have no friendship with each other at all. In their eyes, their own lives come first, the spirit stone shoots second, and then the others.

The three white lightning bolts not only killed the burly man, but also affected the two uncles who restrained the burly man, causing them to suffer a little shock injury.

Maybe it was because they killed their opponents and their wishes were fulfilled. The rosy faces of the two uncles gradually turned pale, their backs hunched, and their breath became very weak.

Suddenly, the two uncles fell to the ground one after the other, their eyes became cloudy, and they spit out a small mouthful of black blood from their mouths from time to time.

The Burning Blood Pill originally had an effect for an hour, but the two uncles were already in their twilight years, their energy and blood were low, and their lifespan was insufficient, so the Burning Blood Pill only exerted the effect for half an hour.

The two uncles now don't have the majesty and arrogance of two enemies and four just now, but only the drowsy death aura of dying people.

Facing such two uncles, the two middle-aged monks held the magic weapon in their hands, and a smile appeared on their vigilant faces. .

The two of them did not hesitate to give up the lives of their companions, waiting for this moment, the moment when the two uncles lost their ability to fight.

At the same time, Chen Yuanjiang's third-order low-grade magic weapon happened to be smashed by the brown-clothed youth with a sword, and then kicked by the brown-clothed man with all his strength, flew out and broke several trees, and finally stopped under an ancient tree. Spit out blood in the mouth.

Chen Changyi, who was already being crushed and beaten, heard a loud noise. After leaving the battle, he opened a distance and saw that Chen Yuanjiang was seriously injured, and the two brothers were dying. A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart.

It has only been an hour since he sent out the call for help, and the family's rescue will take another hour at the earliest, and it is difficult for them to last for an hour.

At this moment, many thoughts popped up in his mind, the most determined one was that he could die, but the Beast Extreme Pill and Foundation Establishment Pill had to be sent to the family.

Chen Changyi knew that the current situation was not optimistic. It would be difficult for him and Yuan Jiang to escape from the opponent's three Foundation Establishment cultivators, so they could only hand over the Beast Extreme Pill and Foundation Establishment Pill to other members of the family, and then he brought his clansmen to cover him to escape.

Chen Changyi made a decision, and immediately rushed to the main battlefield, hoping to quickly find a clansman who could deliver the important task.

Seeing that Chen Changyi wanted to leave, the two middle-aged scholars quit. They immediately followed up and fought with Chen Changyi, without giving him any chance to leave.

Chen Changyi, who was anxious in his heart, was fighting with the two middle-aged scholars while looking for an opportunity to escape.

On the other side, Chen Yuanjiang, whose defensive magic weapon was broken, had no choice but to change his style of play just now, and took the initiative to fight against the brown-clothed youth with a third-rank low-grade flying sword.

However, the difference in strength between the two was obvious. Within a few moves, Chen Yuanjiang had several wounds on his body. The most serious one was on his right arm, where the bones were visible. Fortunately, no bones or meridians were injured.

Chen Yuanjiang had multiple injuries on his body, but the young man in brown clothes was still unscathed, even the clothes on his body were intact.

Suddenly, there was a burst of pain from the wound on his right arm, so Chen Yuanjiang's movements were slowed down a beat. The young man in brown clothes seized the opportunity and carried out the cultivation method. Cut to Chen Yuanjiang.

A huge sword energy gushed out, and Chen Yuanjiang couldn't dodge it, so he could only protect the sword in front of his chest, hold the sword in his right hand, put his left hand against the sword body, and tried his best to receive the blow.

With a bang, it could be heard within a mile around, and Chen Yuanjiang flew forty or fifty feet away from the original place before stopping.

Chen Yuanjiang received the blow, but there was a hair-sized crack on the blade of the flying sword in his hand, and he might not be able to use it a few times, and his body was also injured by the sword energy, and he vomited blood again.

Adding injury to injury, Chen Yuanjiang was also seriously injured, and the only third-rank low-grade flying sword in his hand was also damaged, and he was no longer able to resist the brown-clothed youth.

Coincidentally, the place where Chen Yuanjiang finally stopped was actually where the two uncles of the Chen family were. It's just that the two uncles now seem to be exhausted and may pass away at any time.

The two middle-aged monks who were about to take someone's life, when Chen Yuanjiang was beaten here, immediately distanced themselves and stood at a distance cautiously on guard.

Although Chen Yuanjiang vomited blood just now and looked seriously injured, his status as a foundation cultivator made the two of them have to be cautious.

The foundation-building cultivator can use magic power to control the magic weapon. Even if he is really seriously injured, he may still have the strength to resist the attack of the third-level magic weapon. The two of them cannot stop the third-level magic weapon.

When the two were struggling with what to do, Yu Jianfei, a young man in brown clothes, followed him, looked down at Chen Yuanjiang in surprise, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Even if you block the previous blow, you are still going to die! "

After finishing speaking, a blue sword energy wrapped around the sword in his hand, and then swung the sword again to slash at Chen Yuanjiang.

Chen Yuanjiang glanced at the flying sword in his hand, then at his bruised body, finally put down the sword helplessly, and stood where he was to meet his end.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's not that he doesn't want to survive, but because his weapon is damaged and his body is severely injured, it's impossible for him to take this blow.

And even if he can barely take this blow, what about the next one?

When the cyan flying sword was only ten feet away from Chen Yuanjiang, a sudden change occurred, and a sharp wind blade knocked the flying sword away, saving Chen Yuanjiang's life.

At this time, a frightened eagle cry came from the sky, and all the monks present could clearly hear it.

Immediately afterwards, a giant cyan eagle with a body length of two feet and a height of one foot appeared in front of everyone, and finally stopped in the sky above Chen Yuanjiang.

Just when everyone was thinking about what this giant cyan eagle was going to do, a middle-aged man in a purple robe jumped off the eagle's back and landed firmly two steps ahead of Chen Yuanjiang. If you look carefully, , you can clearly see the word Qingxian on the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes.

After the middle-aged man landed, the audience was silent, but it was Chen's two uncles who spoke first.

"Fifth brother, you are here!"

"Well, here I come!"

"Let's go in peace."

The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but firm, and there was a hint of sadness in it.

(End of this chapter)