Chapter 843

Counterattacking is not easy. The distance between the two swordsmen is maintained very well, not like the kind of reckless advance that gives Bai Lang a chance to break them one by one. Then what else can be done? Run first. I hope that if they are brought far away, these two people will have to return to the small pavilion to guard the road due to their duties. "But it seems that these two people should be determined to kill me." Bai Lang thought while urging the Grass Flying lightness skill.

Now he should feel that the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield is indeed quite good. The internal force is inclined to be vigorous. Although it cannot accelerate its speed when used for lightness skills, it can get a "long" word. However, Bai Lang now feels that if he had that kind of continuous and endless, and then like the purple mist covering the sky and the earth, the Zixia Divine Skill, it would be great. This definitely has a miraculous effect on the self-generation of internal force. Now he has felt that the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield is gradually becoming a bit difficult to sustain.

The internal force is still thick, but the foundation is gradually becoming empty, and the newly born one cannot be supplemented as fast as the consumption. "Can only grit his teeth and persist. If he counterattacks... if he doesn't succeed, he definitely won't be able to run away, so it's better to run." Bai Lang is also relatively clear-headed, knowing that the best choice at present is to escape. As for completing the mission or something, talk about it later, not to mention that he is not the only one who needs to work hard.

And this person also has a fluke mentality. He always feels that this doesn't seem to be the style of the Jade Fish, maybe there are other ways. It seems to be a cliff in front of him, and Bai Lang feels that his opportunity has come. The two swordsmen behind him seem to have practiced that kind of urgent explosive internal force martial arts. The situation at the moment seems to be even worse than him, at least in terms of the long power of lightness skills, but the two still maintain the distance, and Bai Lang dare not counterattack.

"Jump off the cliff and not die law!" Bai Lang shouted, and jumped down without stopping. And the swordsmen behind him stopped...

"They didn't come down! Good! It's time for me to save myself!" Bai Lang also operated all the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield, poured it into both hands, completely ignoring the injury on his left shoulder, and hit the cliff with one punch after another, successfully reducing his falling speed. And the luckiest thing was that he found a platform in the middle, and there was a half-deep and half-shallow cave in the concave place.

Bai Lang fell heavily on this platform and rolled into the cave inside. He also let out a muffled groan. If it weren't for the first pass of the Golden Bell Shield, he would have broken more than a dozen bones all over his body. However, it was just a contusion. This impact also caused the original wrapped wounds on Bai Lang's body to burst, and blood flowed out again, and the injury on his shoulder could not be controlled, and blood flowed along his body and arm.

Bai Lang touched the injury on his left shoulder with his right hand, gritted his teeth and straightened the bone, and then fixed it with cloth strips while sweating coldly—the clothes on his body were broken a lot more. This guy fell this time, and finally used true qi to protect himself, which was almost exhausted the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield. After dealing with himself a little, Bai Lang couldn't help it anymore and fell into a coma directly.

When he woke up, the sky was already dark, and the wounds on his body did not improve, and even some wounds appeared to be hot and numb. "Humph, this is troublesome. The situation of the wound is not very good." Bai Lang tried to gather internal force, but found that the true qi in the dantian was scattered and could not be gathered at all. Bai Lang let out a long breath, calmed down and slowly guided the true qi to circulate. First, he walked the small circulation, gathering the scattered true qi in the Ren meridian bit by bit, and returning it to the dantian to be guided out.

Just like this, he slowly gathered true qi. When he finally gathered all the true qi in the meridians, the night was already very deep. And his situation was naturally not very good, and he started to have a fever. And he hadn't eaten anything for a day and a night, and had fought a few times and lost a lot of blood. Now he was completely dry-mouthed. Fortunately, there was water vapor condensing into water droplets in the cool place on the cave wall. Bai Lang licked the small stream of water gathered by the water droplets and finally relieved his thirst, but there was no way to solve his hunger.

After the true qi was gathered, his spirit was also refreshed, and the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield circulated, and the wounds also tightened and stopped the slowly seeping blood. "Time is definitely too late..." Bai Lang didn't have any feeling of indignation, but had an unreal feeling. He touched the Jade Fish, "The second time gave me such a blow?" Just thinking of this, a voice came, "Kill Cao Yuqing, mission over, start returning."

Bai Lang's eyes blurred, and he fell into a coma again.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a palace—outside the palace was clouds and mist, and nothing could be seen. The few people who were separated from him before had also climbed up from the ground of the palace. Seeing Bai Lang, they also showed a smile of surviving the disaster—the situation of these people was not very good. Mu Ronghua broke an arm, Ma Long was covered in blood, Murong Jiuxiu's half body was like being burned by fire, and Qin Lian'er looked the most fine, except for her pale face.

"Where is the little monk?" Bai Lang's appearance was wrapped in cloth strips, and blood stains seeped out from the cloth strips everywhere, and the situation was not very good. "Dead." Ma Long said a little dejectedly. Bai Lang just wanted to open his mouth, but heard the voice sound from the palace again, "Successfully returned, start medical treatment." And a number "one thousand" suddenly appeared in front of Bai Lang, but he couldn't see others, just looking at other people's line of sight, they should also be looking at their own front, "Yes, this kind of number might be some passing score, infinite flow novels all have it. Of course, it belongs to personal privacy."

Next, a beam of light shrouded him, and then he watched the number one thousand start to roll, "It deducts quite fast!" Bai Lang muttered. However, after looking at the number carefully, there was a voice echoing in his ear, "Basic trial reward one thousand." Bai Lang said "uh", but it was not good to shout why the people he killed didn't count? The wound felt like being wrapped in warm water, and the pain disappeared. When the score became eight hundred, the beam of light disappeared, and Bai Lang could move freely.

And others were also cured. Murong Jiuxiu quickly took out a mirror and looked at herself left and right, while Mu Ronghua also touched her arm, excited. Since they were already cured, the voice sounded again. "Next mission time to be determined, now you can trade." Then a piece of jade in the palace lit up, and many words were projected in the air. Bai Lang looked at it casually and knew that he was afraid he couldn't afford any of them, because the numbers behind were at least four digits—this place actually used Arabic numerals.

Martial arts manuals don't have to be thought about, the lowest is four digits, and then look at the divine pills and medicines, "Hahahaha," Bai Lang laughed, "Can't afford it!" It was also four digits, "Okay, look at the weapons... Wow, there are things I can afford!" Looking at this kind of list from back to front is faster, so Bai Lang soon found a suitable weapon, "Water-grinding Purple Gold Mace, three feet six inches long, weighing eighty-eight sixty-four pounds. It is also a four-edged mace, the mace head is an armor-breaking cone, not bad, not bad, this pair of maces only needs eight hundred... Forget it, the wind blows the eggshell, wealth goes and people are safe!"

He didn't think about it, and bought this pair of Purple Gold Maces directly. A light flashed, and there was a deer horn rack on the ground, and this pair of maces was on the rack. Bai Lang picked up both maces with one hand, and the weight made him quite satisfied, and the color of the Purple Gold Mace bloomed with dark gold light under the light, and the appearance was also very good. ===== CHAPTER 844 =====