Chapter 295: Beautiful Figure in the Ruined Temple

The three entered the ruined temple. The blood monk Wuxiang and the old farmer did not give Lv Qingzhu a moment to breathe, and continued to attack her frantically.

Lv Qingzhu was beaten back little by little by the two...

The three of them attacked each other and walked into the dark corner of the ruined temple step by step.

Lv Qingzhu knocked away the heavy sword that Wuxiang slashed at her with a sword, but her steps were already a little weak, and she retreated half a step again.

Lv Qingzhu suddenly felt her back hard, and her back was leaning against the wall in a corner of the ruined temple.

A touch of determination flashed in Lv Qingzhu's eyes.

If Ah Mo had not arrived when her true energy was exhausted, she would use the last bit of true energy to end herself.

Just as Lv Qingzhu was thinking this, there was a clang at the feet of the old farmer not far from her side.

It was dark in this corner. The old farmer moved sideways and didn't see that there was a jar at the foot of the wall. He accidentally broke the jar with his foot...

It was not a big deal to break it. A black ball rolled out of the broken jar...

The old farmer's eyelids jumped. He thought that there was a weasel hiding in the jar. It was startled and jumped out...

It is said that Duan Rong hid in this jar and used his spiritual sense to detect the movement outside.

The three of them were fighting. When Duan Rong entered the ruined temple, he began to feel nervous. Seeing the bald donkey in a bloody shirt and the old farmer forcing Lu Qingzhu to retreat step by step to where he was hiding, Duan Rong was even more nervous...

The three of them had already walked into the dark corner and were still fighting, especially Wuxiang and the old farmer, who surrounded Lu Qingzhu and their figures flickered.

Duan Rong had made the worst plan. As expected, what he feared came true.

The next moment, the old farmer smashed the jar with one kick.

The old farmer saw the black ball rolling out, and he was not going to pay attention to it. At this time, he only had Lu Qingzhu in his eyes. Seeing that Lu Qingzhu was already at the end of his strength and was about to be in his hands, he had no time to pay attention to a frightened weasel...

But at the moment when the black ball rolled out, there was a sudden crackling sound, and almost at the same time, the black ball suddenly exploded.

At the moment when the black ball exploded, a knife shadow slashed at him!

Duan Rong knew very well that he had been exposed when the jar was smashed by the old farmer.

Originally, when they were still outside the temple, Duan Rong had used his spiritual sense to explore and saw it very clearly.

Before, Lu Qingzhu had been suppressing the bald donkey in bloody clothes. Later, after the old farmer joined, the situation began to reverse. The two joined forces and forced Lu Qingzhu into this dilapidated temple.

Now that he was exposed, his only choice was to join forces with Lu Qingzhu to kill the two men in front of him. Only in this way could he have a chance to survive.

Duan Rong's strategy was simple. He only needed to stop the old farmer. He believed that Lu Qingzhu could still suppress the bald donkey!

Duan Rong's knife came without any sign. The knife shadow flashed, and the old farmer subconsciously stepped back to dodge.

However, Duan Rong was in the realm of great perfection, and the old farmer was only in the subtle, and Duan Rong was preemptive. How could he dodge?

But even so, the moment the knife shadow flashed, the blood threads floating and wriggling around the old farmer's body, still like a living thing, gathered and bulged in an instant, blocking the fatal knife for the old farmer.

Duan Rong's knife was blocked, and then he jumped up and approached the old farmer. The knife shadow flashed, and he slashed at the old farmer again at a tricky angle.

Duan Rong's sudden and strange appearance made Lu Qingzhu and the blood monk Wuxiang stunned.

Unlike the old farmer, they also saw a black thing rolling out of the jar.

They only heard a clang, and the next moment, Duan Rong and the old farmer were fighting.

Duan Rong saw that Lu Qingzhu was still in a daze, and suddenly shouted: "Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and kill that bald donkey!"

Duan Rong slashed a few times, and his heart was already cold!

The old farmer's dirty blood magic is obviously much deeper than the fortune teller.

He slashed with all his strength, and those blood threads that gathered and squirmed like living things could actually offset all his strength.

Lu Qingzhu was yelled at by Duan Rong, and he immediately reacted, and thrust his long sword, and stabbed at Wuxiang...

Duan Rong stopped the old farmer, and Lu Qingzhu was no longer attacked from front and back, and immediately all realms came out, and he killed the blood monk Wuxiang.

Lu Qingzhu knew that this was a fight of life and death!

Wu Xianghe's cracked lips had long lost their color, and his expression began to wilted. He clearly felt that there was not much "blood" left in his body.

However, Lu Qingzhu was full of strength. Every time he activated the Dirty Blood Divine Art to block Lu Qingzhu's killing moves, he consumed a lot of energy.

All of Duan Rong's attacks were blocked by the Dirty Blood Divine Art, and the old farmer finally felt relieved.

The way Duan Rong appeared was too strange and terrifying.

The old farmer often lived in the mountain village and rarely walked around in the martial arts world. He didn't know much about the things in the martial arts world, and he never knew that there was such a strange art as bone shrinking in the world.

Therefore, when Duan Rong first exploded from the black meat ball, the old farmer retreated instantly, because at that time, he didn't know Duan Rong's martial arts level at all, and was frightened by Duan Rong's way of appearance.

But at this time, seeing that the Dirty Blood Divine Art could block all of Duan Rong's attacks, he had calmed down.

After calming down, the old farmer soon discovered that Duan Rong's realm was higher than the subtle realm, but weaker than the true qi realm. He was obviously a warrior who had achieved the great perfection of the inner breath realm.

Although Duan Rong was in front of the old farmer, with the shadow of his sword flashing, the old farmer no longer looked at him at this time, but raised his eyes to look behind Duan Rong, where Lu Qingzhu and the blood monk Wuxiang were.

Lv Qingzhu saw the sword flashing, and the blood threads floating and wriggling around the blood monk Wuxiang were like sand paintings, constantly gathering and dispersing, gathering and dispersing, taking on Lu Qingzhu's killing moves one after another.

Wuxiang's invincible Xumi swordsmanship could not even survive a single move in Lu Qingzhu's hands. If it were not for the protection of the dirty blood magic, Wuxiang would have fallen down terribly.

The old farmer's heart trembled. If Wuxiang fell, he would be the next to die! At this time, with the protection of the dirty blood magic, he could treat Duan Rong's attack as nothing.

At this moment, the blood threads around the old farmer floated and wriggling, and suddenly ignored Duan Rong's attack and walked towards Lu Qingzhu.

He actually wanted to ignore Duan Rong directly and join forces with the blood monk Wuxiang again to attack Lu Qingzhu.

As soon as the old farmer moved, Duan Rong noticed his intention.

Duan Rong gritted his teeth, and the knife shadow was faster, but the blood threads floating and wriggling around the old farmer followed him like a shadow, gathering and dispersing, rising and falling, and completely blocked his attacks.

Duan Rong suddenly jumped up, and the plum blossom afterimage at his hand suddenly bloomed, and three scimitars burst out and scattered towards the old farmer in front of him!

Three flying knives, close at hand!

The blood threads floating and wriggling around the old farmer suddenly gathered and bulged in the chest, abdomen, and shoulders in front of him, and instantly bounced the three flying knives silently.

Duan Rong's eyes tightened, and he chopped at the old farmer again, but his full realm of the knife was still blocked by the blood threads that suddenly bulged and gathered.

Under Duan Rong's series of intensive attacks, the old farmer had already walked behind Lu Qingzhu.

Lu Qingzhu and the blood monk Wuxiang both noticed the changes behind them.

Lv Qingzhu had already slowed down his attack and began to distract himself, paying attention to his back.

Just as Lv Qingzhu's sword flickered and slashed towards Wuxiang, the old farmer saw the opportunity, suddenly tightened his axe, and chopped towards Lv Qingzhu's back.

But at the moment when the old farmer's axe was extended, Duan Rong leaped up, and with a flash of the Minghong Knife, he chopped towards the axe chopped out by the old farmer.

With a clang, the old farmer's palm holding the knife was numb. If it weren't for the dense blood threads wriggling around his hand, his weapon would have been out of his hand and flew backwards!

Although the Dirty Blood Divine Art is magical, it cannot increase the realm of martial arts!

After all, the old farmer is only at the micro level, while Duan Rong has achieved the great perfection.

Duan Rong succeeded in one blow, and Lv Qingzhu and the Blood Monk Wuxiang saw it.

Lv Qingzhu's heart moved, and his attack became fierce again.

Wuxiang's languid eyes, as Lv Qingzhu rose up again, had revealed a trace of death.

Although the old farmer had the Dirty Blood Divine Art to protect his body and could ignore Duan Rong's attacks, he could no longer harass Lv Qingzhu with Duan Rong's raid.

Even if he stood there at this moment, he would have become a pure bloody decoration.

The old farmer stood there, watching Wuxiang withering away bit by bit, and his heart was burning with anxiety, but Duan Rong's knife shadow was still flickering around him, and he really had no idea what to do.

He joined the sect as a farmer, and if the Dirty Blood Sect had not had no one in its early years, he would not have been developed at all. Although he had achieved some success in the Dirty Blood Divine Art, his other means were few and far between.

Just when the old farmer was anxious and helpless, Lv Qingzhu slashed at Wuxiang's throat again with a sword, and blood threads gathered and bulged, but the bulging blood threads collapsed as soon as they came into contact with Lv Qingzhu's resolute sword.

The "blood" in Wuxiang's body used to activate the Dirty Blood Divine Art had been exhausted at this moment.

Wuxiang's eyes were bleak, and there seemed to be a lonely plum in the depths of Lu Qingzhu's eyes. With a decisive sword, he cut off Wuxiang's head!

Wuxiang's bald head flew up, but there was no blood splashing, just because the blood in his body had dried up.

Countless dense blood threads poked out from where Wuxiang's neck was cut off, and they were still wriggling like maggots...

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The old farmer didn't expect that Wuxiang would be killed by Lu Qingzhu so quickly.

At this moment, he regretted it very much. He listened to Wuxiang's instigation, and ran to wade into this muddy water.

Once Wuxiang died, he was fighting two people alone. How could he survive?

Sure enough, as soon as Wuxiang was beheaded, Lu Qingzhu raised his long sword and attacked the old farmer with Duan Rong, one in front and one behind.

The old farmer was extremely embarrassed at this time. Although he held the axe in his hand, he didn't dare to attack at all. Both of them were at a higher level than him. Once they attacked and the weapons came into contact, his axe would fall out of his hand immediately.

Although Lv Qingzhu joined the battle, the shadow of the Minghong knife in Duan Rong's hand was even more fierce. He just used his spiritual sense to explore Lv Qingzhu's Dantian, and Lv Qingzhu's true energy was almost gone.

The old farmer's dirty blood magic has been used up to now, and it has consumed a lot. At this time, under the repeated attacks of Lv Qingzhu and Duan Rong, the old farmer's lips were bloodless after a few breaths.

Lv Qingzhu slashed with a sword, and his realm was fully revealed, lonely like a plum, and the raised blood threads instantly dissipated, but the sword's momentum did not decrease, and the old farmer's head was cut off with a sword.

At the moment when Lv Qingzhu slashed with a sword, Duan Rong also slashed at the old farmer's chest with a knife.

Lu Qingzhu succeeded with his sword, and the moment the old farmer's head flew off, the blood threads floating and wriggling around his body suddenly seemed to have lost their main soul and no longer gathered and bulged. Duan Rong slashed the old farmer's chest with his sword without noticing.

In order to consume the old farmer, Duan Rong used his internal energy and all his strength to strike the old farmer in the chest.

Where the sword fell, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose...

That was the intense aphrodisiac in the pocket of the old farm clothing. The sword was directly filled with the internal interest of Duan Rong, which directly broke and went out ...

The mountain breeze poured in from the temple gate, blowing the white smoke on the face of Lu Qingzhu and Duan Rong ...

When the incident was rushed, they had no awareness. They were wrapped in white smoke by the mountain breeze and fluttered on their faces ...

It was too late when Lu Qingzhu wanted to get angry. The medicine powder had already entered her mouth and nose ...

Originally, no matter how strong the poison, it is not a problem for Lu Qingzhu in the realistic state. As long as she operates, she can force the poison to the body.

But at this time, the true gas in Dantian was almost exhausted, and she couldn't be lucky at all!

After counting, she invaded her heart!

Lu Qingzhu's noodles were flushed, full of body, and a hot air of a strand of heat poured out of the body ...

She looked at her eyes blossoming, Duan Rong not far away, her throat was emitted, and she came intermittently ...

Lu Qingzhu stepped down to Duan Rong, and began to unbutton his clothes ...

Duan Rong's heart still had a trace of Qingming. He knew that he and Lu Qingzhu were poisonous.

"It's okay, there is medicine ... I have medicine ..."

Duan Rong's eyes stared at Lu Qingzhu, trembling and turning out a porcelain bottle.

It was the emergency medicine left by Shen Ping.

But at this moment, Lu Qingzhu had taken off his clothes ...

Duan Rong suddenly widened his eyes, and stopped there with the hand of the porcelain bottle.

"Duan Rong, no! You can't do this! She is still a child ... stop! ..."

When Duan Rong shocked, he would open the plug of the porcelain bottle, but Lu Qingzhu suddenly unbuttoned his chest.

Duan Rong's nosebleeds suddenly flowed down.

"good……"

"So big ..."

A loud sound, the porcelain bottle in his hand fell to the ground ...

At this time, a trace of Lu Qingzhu had come over, and the peach blossoms flung Duan Rong ...

The Wilderness Broken Temple, the three corpses were on the side, the two were like this, twisting together ...

After a while, Duan Rong picked up Lu Qingzhu and rolled into the straw pile in the corner ...

Lu Qingzhu closed his eyes tightly, Duan Rong's eyes were blurred.

Perhaps the medicine is here. When the medicine is the highest, Duan Rong feels a blank brain. At this moment, in the pores of his whole body, countless blood wires per creepned like grasshoppers, and the head of his head ...

The blood silk creep, climbing the whole body of Duan Rong, and then like weeds, climbing and spreading. After counting, even Lu Qingzhu's body was covered with blood silk ...

Duan Rong's brain is in a broken blank blank under the action of the drug, but the dirty blood magical power of the second realm in his body runs.

Lu Qingzhu is a virgin. Duan Rong is a virgin.

Yuan Yin and Yuanyang!

Jinfeng Yulu meets!

Most of the people who join the blood of blood are no longer virgin, so they are very slow to cultivate.

Because Yuanyin and Yuanyang are stunned, they are the most nourishing things that nourish the blood and blood!

It is better to be better than the virgin Yuanyin, and the blood training effect when Yuanyang without virgin Yuanyang!

But even if there are Lu Qingzhu and Duan Rong, Yuanyin and Yuanyang are stirring, but because of the practitioner, the realm of his dirty blood and magical power is too low. The second realm of dirty blood magic.

Because the realm of blood and blood and magic is too low, even if the Yuanyin and Yuanyang phase are irritating, a large number of nourishing things have been wasted because it cannot be absorbed.

Like Duan Rong, Yuanyin and Yuanyang are excited, and because he already has the second state of dirty blood magic, he can absorb the excited nourishing things. This is the first time that Shen Gong was born.

Because in order to absorb all the nourishing things that are stunned from Yuanyin and Yuanyang, you must cultivate the dirty blood magical power to a certain realm, and if you want to cultivate the dirty blood magical power to a certain realm, it is not possible to be it. Virgin Yuanyang's body.

This was originally an irreconcilable contradiction.