Chapter 891

Counterattacking is not easy. The distance between the two swordsmen is maintained very well, not like the kind of reckless and then giving Bai Lang a chance to break them one by one. Then what other way is there? Run first. I hope that if I bring them far away, these two people will have to return to the small pavilion to guard the road due to their duties. "But it looks like these two people should be determined to kill me." Bai Lang thought while urging the Grass Flying lightness skill.

Now I should feel that the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield is indeed quite good. The internal force is inclined to be majestic. Although it cannot accelerate its speed when used for lightness skill, it can get a "long" word. However, Bai Lang now feels that if he had that kind of continuous and endless, and then like purple clouds covering the sky and earth, the Zixia Divine Skill, that would be great. This must have a miraculous effect on the self-generation of internal force. Now he already feels 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 keep up with the consumption a little bit. "Can only grit my teeth and persist. If I counterattack... once it is not successful, I will definitely not be able to run away, so it is better to run." Bai Lang is also relatively clear-headed, knowing that the best choice at present is to escape. As for completing the task, that's another matter, not to mention that he is not the only one who has to work hard, right.

And this person also has a trace of fluke mentality. He always feels that this doesn't seem to be the style of the jade fish. Perhaps there are other ways. Looking at it now, it is a cliff. Bai Lang feels that his opportunity has come. The two swordsmen behind him seem to practice that kind of urgent explosive internal force martial arts. The situation at the moment seems to be a bit worse than him, at least in the long strength of lightness skill, but the two still maintain a distance, and Bai Lang dare not counterattack.

"Jump off the cliff and not die law!" Bai Lang gave a shout and jumped down without stopping. And the swordsmen behind him stopped their steps...

"They didn't come down! Good! It's time for me to save myself!" Bai Lang also channeled all the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield, poured it into his hands, completely ignoring the injury on his left shoulder, and just punched the cliff one by one, 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 of the platform.

Bai Lang fell heavily on this platform and rolled into the cave inside. He also made a muffled grunt. If it weren't for the Golden Bell Shield breaking the first level, his whole body's bones would have to be broken by more than a dozen. However, it was just a bit of contusion. This impact caused the wounds that Bai Lang had originally wrapped to burst, and blood flowed out again, and the injury on his shoulder could not be controlled either, and blood flowed down his body and arm.

Bai Lang touched the injury on his left shoulder with his right hand, gritted his teeth and aligned the bones, 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 slightly, Bai Lang couldn't help it anymore and fainted directly.

When he woke up, the sky was already dark, and the injuries on his body did not improve, and some wounds even showed signs of fever and numbness. "Humph, this is troublesome. The situation of the wounds 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 guided the true qi to circulate slowly. First, it was to walk the small circulation, gathering the scattered true qi in the Ren meridian thread by thread, and returning to the dantian to lead out.

Just like this, slowly gathering true qi, when he finally gathered all the true qi of the meridians in his body, the night was already very deep. And his situation was naturally not very good, and he began to have a fever. And he hadn't eaten anything for a day and a night, and fought a few times and lost a lot of blood. Now he was completely dry and thirsty. Fortunately, there were water vapor condensing into water droplets in the cool place on the cave wall. Bai Lang licked the small water flow gathered by the water droplets and finally relieved the thirst, but there was no way for 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 indignation, but rather had a feeling that it was not very real. He touched the jade fish, "The second time gave me such a blow?" Just thinking of this, a voice came, "Kill Cao Yuqing, task completed, start returning."

Bai Lang's eyes blurred, and he fainted 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. And the few people who were separated from him before had also climbed up from the ground of the palace, and seeing Bai Lang also showed a smile of surviving the disaster—the situation of these people was not very good. That 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 like the one who was most fine, except for her pale face.

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

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

And the others were also cured. Murong Jiuxiu quickly took out a mirror to look at herself left and right, and Mu Ronghua also touched his arm, very excited. Since they were already cured, the voice sounded again. "Next task time is 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 that he couldn't afford any of them, because the numbers behind were at least four digits—this place actually used Arabic numerals.

Martial arts secret manuals don't have to think about it, the lowest is four digits, and then look at the divine pills and wonderful medicines, "Hahahaha," Bai Lang laughed, "Can't afford it!" It is also four digits starting, "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 catties. 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, the wealth goes and the person is safe!"

He didn't think about it, and directly bought this pair of purple gold maces. A light flashed, and there was an extra deer horn rack on the ground, and the two maces were on the rack. Bai Lang picked up one in each hand and found that the weight made him quite satisfied, and the color of the purple gold mace bloomed with dark gold luster under the light, and the appearance was also very good. ===== CHAPTER 892 =====