Chapter 617 Three Punch
Bailian's body was still not exploded by this punch, but he finally retreated.
Deng Deng Deng! ! !
He took three steps back, his chest deeply dented into a very exaggerated deformation.
The pink color on the skin of his body turned red and darker at a speed visible to the naked eye as he took three steps back.
Then countless fine blood beads rushed to seep out of his skin.
Bailian covered his chest, lowered his head, and vomited out a mouthful of crimson blood with broken internal organs.
This last punch truly shattered his internal organs.
The world, ignited by the sparks of fire like broken stars, once again fell into darkness, but Balian still did not fall.
Haonong's expression turned from shock to admiration, and he couldn't help but step forward to help him.
"It's extremely difficult for you to be in the spirit-carrying realm, and you have dispersed your spiritual power to protect your body and survive my three punches without falling. I already took advantage of the fact that your realm is one level higher than yours.
Now you are seriously injured. At this point, no matter how hard you punch me, you won't be able to hurt me at all. You can fight with me according to the rules between martial artists. , instead of deceiving each other with ancient secrets, I, Haonong, am very grateful...
I think you don’t need to punch me. From today on, I am willing to serve you and never abandon you. "< br>
Bailian took another half step back, avoiding the hand he came to support.
He choked a few times, coughed up all the blood in his mouth, shook his head and said: "Some rules can be broken, but some rules cannot be broken. The realm of cultivation is insufficient. That is not the reason for changing the rules. If If I don't follow the rules, it proves that I'm not strong enough."
In this way, how can one truly impress a Yuanfu realm warrior.
Now that he is willing to accept him, it is only because of his passion and emotion.
Bailian feels that for a person who aspires to a world of strong men, convincing others with virtue is the most naive and empty talk.
Haonong was stunned again. He looked at the frightening temperament hidden beneath the calm surface of the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel that the words he just said were true. ridiculous.
He stopped and watched Balian's collapsed and deformed chest reset bit by bit, watching him calmly and calmly repair his dislocated broken bones one by one.
The amazing recovery ability displayed shocked Haonong.
He bowed deeply to Balian: "It's me who is narrow-minded."
Bailian wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and felt a burning pain like fire in his internal organs. One punch smashed all his internal organs.
If he were a human being, or even a demon or immortal, he would most likely die.
But unfortunately, he is a corpse demon.
Corpse demons do not rely on the five elements of yin and yang to maintain life.
The corpse bead in his Dantian Qi Sea is still intact, and the blood Qi in his body can gradually repair the damaged Qi in his body one by one.
I closed my eyes and briefly recovered for a moment. Although Haonong was particularly ruthless and cruel to the human practitioners who broke into the demon world.
But he had some respect for Balian's recovery of breath adjustment, and waited silently without disturbing him.
After Balian finished brewing, he opened his eyes and looked at him, suddenly smiled and said: "I wonder how many punches you can take, sir?"
"Huh?" Haonong looked confused.
Bailian didn’t explain much and simply punched out.
It was an ordinary fist, with an extremely tricky angle, hitting the chest squarely.
Haonong's naked and strong upper body suddenly turned red, like red-hot iron. His eyes widened and he was stunned, as if he was shocked.
With his mind extremely unstable, he was forced to take a step back, and then looked at Balian like a monster.
Balian smiled and retracted his fist, then punched again.
The mountain peak that had already sunk several feet into the ground collapsed to the same height again. Haonong was punched by him, and a wisp of bright red blood overflowed from his nose. He took two steps back.
The magical red flowers of the other shore bloomed behind Balian, as if he were in a sea of flowers. He barely gave the opponent a chance to breathe, bullied him, and delivered the final punch.
The night mist that was silent in the darkness was ignited by his fist, and the sparks of broken flowers burned in it, illuminating the dark pupils of the two people.
In this light, Haonong seemed to see death.
But after a long time, he was still standing on the mountain cliff.
Bailian's fist stopped an inch away from his chest.
Haonong's mood was indescribably complicated, and his voice was hoarse: "Why... don't you punch."
Bailian didn't seem to think that his next words would What a blow, he said with a calm face: "If this punch falls, you will die.
What I want is for you to be used by me, not to go home with a corpse."< br>
In fact, Haonong's analysis just now is not entirely correct.
It is true that he said that he took advantage of the cultivation realm, but as the first mover, he did not take advantage of much.
On the contrary, it is better to say that he suffered a great loss from the talent of a zombie demon.
Early in the realm of Kongcang, Balian had awakened the royal talent at the same level as Sister Si Li.
Swallow.
At the same time as the swallowing talent is activated, the other shore flower will bloom from the heart, swallowing all the opponent's offensive power into the phantom flower.
Bailian is not a physical practitioner. If he simply uses his fist strength, it will be difficult for him to damage Haonong's body.
He received three punches from him in order to absorb all the power of these three punches into his body, and then give all the power back to the opponent.
Since then, he has never broken the rules of a warrior, and this is definitely not opportunistic.
After all, the competition between warriors is physical body and physique.
When Balian's devouring talent awakens, the other shore flower can be regarded as an inseparable part of his body.
But Haonong never imagined that one day, he would be defeated by his own fist.
Today's duel, he fought heartily with punches, and he was convinced whether he lost or lost.
"Hahaha!!!" Haonong laughed boldly and stopped talking nonsense. He knelt down heavily on one knee and said loudly: "Disciple of Jiangshan Sect, Haonong! May you be your king for generations to come. Don’t dare to follow your heart’s will!”
I don’t know if it was Balian’s misunderstanding, but he bit the words “never betray” very deeply. Tragic.
Balian took a shirt from the jade in the clear water and put it on. After receiving three punches from Haonong forcefully, the corpse blood in his body was almost exhausted. The recovery speed of the broken internal organs was very slow, but fortunately, his goal was achieved tonight.
“I heard from Meng Zifei that there are many war slave camps built in this mountain, and many humans are imprisoned in them.”
Haonong looked strange and said: "Young Master, are you planning to save these human monks?"
Bailian shook his head, he was not so impulsive.
He had no connection with these human monks. If he asked Haonong to let these humans go because of his passion, he would surely attract Mi Lu's attack.
In the demon world, the stance is clear. The demons are hostile to humans. If they were to know that Mohe, the demon world, went to great lengths to protect the captive war slaves, it would inevitably cause great turmoil.
Now that the wedding is approaching, it is a critical period to find the boundary gate. Naturally, Balian will not allow himself to mess up his overall plan just for a momentary sense of justice.
“Since this group of human monks are owned by Milu, I will naturally not openly oppose him for a group of strangers, but there is a girl among them, named Chen Xiaolan, who is Meng Zifei’s disciple, and I once also An old friend."
Haonong was startled and said quickly: "I will let the girl go."
Balian nodded and said: "Although it is your responsibility to be in charge of raising the monsters in the mountain. If people abandon the normal, the monsters will flourish. Even though the monks in the world are wrong to you in all kinds of ways, this is not because you are implicating others and raising the monsters." "The reason."
The two of them walked down the mountain one after another, and Haonong fell into silence and stopped talking.
Bailian could feel his unwillingness and anger, and said: "The road is blue and blue, to open up the mountains and forests. The way of practicing martial arts is inherently difficult to practice after divorce.
< br>Although hundreds of immortal sects look down upon you, you are Entering the devil's path and being hostile to the immortal sect, wouldn't it fit in with their thinking that body refiners are just a crooked path?
If you continue to act, over time, the path will become an evil path passed down from generation to generation. .”
Haonong stopped, his expression tangled and complicated.
Bailian looked at him deeply: "Words are useless, but walking is not far. Instead of thinking about how to live a crazy life, it is better to keep walking along the remote and remote path. Go above all living beings and call them When people see you, they have to look up to you. In this way, the trail will be discovered by more people. Thousands of people are walking, and tens of thousands of people are walking. How can the trail become a mysterious avenue? "
Haonong's simple words made Haonong. I was enlightened and my blood suddenly boiled.
There seemed to be a corner of light shining into his dark world, giving him a sense of direction in his lost and confused mind.
He looked at Bailian with burning eyes and said in a deep voice: "The great road is not controlled by anything else, but only by the heart. It is Haonong who has gone too far."
"You don't need to be kind to those human monks, but don't do anything fearless and vent your anger. Cultivating war slaves for Milu will not change your situation."
"Young Master's advice, Hao "Nong will keep it in mind."
Although Bailian didn't intend to meddle in other people's affairs, he would use Haonong's relationship to rescue the humans in the slave camp.
But this does not mean that he can watch the demonic cannibalism happening under his nose.
Haonong said this, thinking that the behavior similar to hunting humans for food tonight will not happen again.
After meeting with Yin Baishuang and others, Meng Zifei and Jiang Shaoyu looked at Haonong who was full of evil spirits and returned with a submissive look on his face. They were shocked and speechless again. They had no idea what happened when the two people left.
To be able to make the human who controls the demon lower his profile in such a short period of time.
Jiang Shaoyu perked up and secretly guessed that Bai Lian's identity was extraordinary, so he began to be acquainted with him:
"Master Si Chen has already reached the spiritual realm at a young age. , it’s really my order I admire you so much that I have saved you so righteously today, and I will never forget it in this life.
But I don’t know where you are from. If you are lucky enough to leave the devil world, I will prepare a generous gift and come to thank you. ”
After the mountain disaster, Bailian didn't want strangers to set foot on Kongcang Mountain at will, so he declined politely.
Under the guidance of Haonong, everyone quickly arrived at the largest war slave camp in the mountains.
There are demons stationed at the lookout in this camp to observe the four directions.
Although these demons were confused about Haonong bringing outsiders closer, they did not initiate a riot or doubt.
Haonong didn't even bother to explain to these demons, and took Bai Lian directly into the war slave camp.
It can be seen that Haonong has a very high reputation in the eyes of these demons.
A human being is not reused in the world of his own race, but instead strives for such an unquestionable position in this demon world where demons are rampant.
Bailian didn't know for a moment whether he should feel sad for Haonong or feel sad for the current situation in the immortal sect in the human world.
When Haonong opened the curtain of the war slave camp, through the dim light of the carbon basin fire, Balian immediately saw the girl locked in a huge beast cage.
It is Chen Xiaolan.
At this time, Chen Xiaolan was curled up in a corner of the cold iron animal cage. She had the same collar around her neck as Meng Zifei and others, her body was covered with scars and blood, and she was dying.
"Xiaolan!" Meng Zifei immediately rushed forward, but there was a huge black demon tiger in the animal cage, and it suddenly opened its eyes like flames. , the entrenched body instantly stretched out, roaring and roaring.
Meng Zifei was like an insignificant ant in front of it. Under the power of nature, he made a pop and was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood.
He couldn't take a step further, looking at the beast cage as if his soul was out of his mind. Even he couldn't resist the pressure of the tiger demon's aura.
It’s hard to imagine how difficult Xiao Lian’s life has been these past few days, where life is worse than death, full of fear and resentment.
Haonong's eyes darkened and he glanced at the tiger demon.
The tiger demon, who was extremely arrogant just a moment ago, was immediately captured by that look. He crawled on all fours, not daring to make any more mistakes.
Haonong stepped forward quickly, tore apart the arm-thick steel cage with his bare hands, took the key and removed the slave lock from Miss Xiaolan's neck.
When Bai Lian took Chen Xiaolan from him, her face was pale and she had already lost consciousness.
"Mr. Meng is usually a very meticulous person. I thought that before choosing the demon camp, Mr. Meng would at least settle Miss Xiaolan in advance. After all, she is a person with no spiritual roots. Ordinary people." Balian reached out and touched the soaked blood on her back. He knew that the wound was very deep, and his eyes became cold.
The blood on Meng Zifei's lips was slightly dry, and he murmured: "I didn't want to involve Xiaolan..."
Haonong said: "I can prove this. A month ago, Erhe was buried When my heart sent Meng Zifei to me, I was still curious. How could the dignified Lord Mohe capture a little girl alive who had no cultivation? He said that when he was in the human world, he didn't actually want to waste his energy on an ordinary person.
It was just that he wanted to take this little girl to his death. Her master refused to leave alone Leaving, Burying Heart's impatience was aroused by her for a moment, so she simply brought them together and threw them into the war slave camp. Fortunately, the tiger demon would not eat non-practitioners. For mortals with no spiritual power, this evil beast Most of them have the intention of playing with the mouse, causing her to suffer a lot every day. But it won’t really kill her. It’s really admirable that this girl can survive on cold soup every day.”
Meng Zifei’s eyes were sour, and Haonong’s words were like this. The whip struck him, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Human beings who have entered the war slave camp are all playthings in the hands of demons. Countless practitioners die without burial every night.
Chen Xiaolan, who had no cultivation skills, managed to carry it all the way, which was really a great blessing among misfortunes.
(End of this chapter)