After saying that, the two stopped talking and launched an offensive again.

Lin Hao was still suppressed by the gunshots, and he was not in a hurry. He was waiting for an opportunity to fight for his life.

I don’t know how long it took, but the two of them had passed more than 300 tricks.

At this time, Lin Hao felt the iron spear hitting his chest again. This time he did not use his sword to resist, but turned slightly and prepared to resist.

At the same time, the Xuan Iron Sword had dropped in his right hand and secretly condensed the strongest attack now - Dragon Ball.

The sound of an iron spear piercing into the flesh came.

What I'm waiting for is now.

Grasp the iron spear with his left hand, and the dragon ball condensed with his right hand hit without hesitation.

Yu Feng stabbed the target with a shot. He should have been happy, but he couldn't be happy no matter what.

Seeing that the energy light ball condensed on his palm was not big, only half a part of the fist, Yu Feng felt a tremendous energy from the light ball, which made him frightened and his hair stood upside down.

Without hesitation, he gave up the iron spear that he could never pull out, his body burst back, and his hands were filled with strange seals, and he shouted: "Blood Shield."

Hearing his loud shout, the other four stopped the attack at the same time and stared at them in a daze.

Nine blood-collapsed light shields instantly appeared between Yu Feng and Lin Hao.

"KaKaKa..."

Nine sounds of light shields breaking sounded in succession. With each sound, the dragon clan in Lin Hao's hand would become weaker and darker. When the ninth sound came out, the dragon clan was only the size of a thumb in the palm of his hand.

The thumb-sized dragon clan still hit Yu Feng's chest and knocked him out a hundred meters away.

After Yu Feng fell to the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously seriously injured.

He issued an order in a vague way, "removal."

Yu Jia and Yu Hai were like they woke up from a big dream, looking at the scene in front of them incredibly.

"The Young Master was defeated? The Young Master was defeated? Even the Nine-layer Blood Shield, which is known as the strongest defense of the Blood Shadow Sect, was defeated? Who is this monster? Is it so terrifying?"

It was not until they heard Yu Feng retreat that the two of them reacted, rushed away, and quickly left with him.

Yu Feng was held up and looked at the iron-blooded magic gun that was still stuck in his chest with great resentment. Then he looked at Lin Hao with resentment.

Fang Yiyao and Hu Jie did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but came to Lin Hao on the left and right.

Seeing Yu Feng and his group leave, Lin Hao could no longer help and spurted out blood. After that, blood was leaking out of his seven orifices, and his body fell back uncontrollably.

He was very uncomfortable now and didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

The energy contained in the Iron Blood Spike was still rushing into his body, as if he was about to tear his body apart.

I just felt that my body that was falling behind me was hugged by a warm embrace, and then slowly was placed flat on the desert, with my head resting in a full and elastic place.

His eyes were looking hazy through blood, and he laid on Fang Yiyao's plump and elastic thighs. Looking from bottom to top, he couldn't see her charming face, just because her breasts were too plump and blocked her view.

I felt that there were suddenly raindrops on my face, and a drop of rain dripped onto my dry lips, which was salty.

It turned out that the two girls were crying.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead again, Sister Hu, help pull out the iron spear." I said a simple sentence, but I paused five or six times, and my voice was so small that Hu Jie could hear it clearly.

After saying that, before Hu Jie's beautiful face left, a mouthful of blood spurted out, making her face full of spray.

Hu Jie seemed to have no blood on her face, stretched out her trembling hands and did what he said.

For some reason, looking at the large area of ​​his chest stained with blood, his hands were afraid to touch the iron spear, let alone pull it out, as if he would die as long as he pulled out the iron spear.

Seeing his breath getting weaker and weaker, Hu Jie's heart trembled, and he made a move. He grabbed the iron spear and pulled it out violently. Blood sprayed out like a column of water.

The two women were covered in blood, but they didn't care and just tried their best to stretch out their four palms to block the wound.

Blood was not squirting out, but flowed out along the fingers.

"Sister, what should I do? Is he dead?" Seeing Lin Hao's eyes closed, Fang Yiyao said in a crying voice.

"Don't talk nonsense. He is such a shameless hooligan. God will not accept him." Hu Jie's heart trembled, but Yi Yao was much calmer, for example.

After saying that, he reached out to his nose and breathed. Although it was extremely weak, he still exhaled and felt happy, "I just said he was such a bastard, God refused to accept him."

"Let's treat his wound first."

With a "this...", Lin Hao's clothes were torn apart, revealing his perfect knotted muscles, but Hu Jie was not in the mood to pay attention to these things now, and wrapped the torn clothes around the wound and bandaged them up.

It was usually very simple to bandage the wound, but when she did it today, she felt a little sweat, as if it was more difficult than fighting Yu Jia.

After a while, Lin Hao woke up from his coma. When he opened his eyes, two beautiful faces appeared in his eyes.

But now these two beautiful faces are very haggard, tired, with worry in their eyes, and have lost their past style.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been quite long, about half a month."

"So long?"

"kindness!"

"Where are we now?" Lin Hao looked around, it looked like a cave.

“We are now in a cave in the stone area.”

"Are you a person from the Demon Cult?"

"Since you were injured, Hu Jie and I were worried that the Demon Cult will come to chase you, so we took turns to hold you, flee, and escaped here. We didn't meet anyone from the Demon Cult in the middle."

They didn't know that Yu Feng was too busy to take care of himself now, so where did he have the energy to chase Lin Hao and the others?

After being hit by the Dragon Ball, five ribs were broken and the body was bleeding. It was much better than Lin Hao's situation.

As soon as the three returned to the camp of the Demon Cult, Yu Feng swallowed two pills and quickly recovered. Because he was afraid of a sudden attack by the decent group, Yu Jia, who was temporarily commanding, dared not send a soldier and a soldier to chase Lin Hao and others.

This made Fang Yiyao and Hu Jie, with the seriously injured Lin Hao, escape from the desert and entered the Shilin area, and had a chance to breathe.

"Don't just ask me, how do you feel now?"

"It feels good, but the wound is still a little painful, the body cannot exert strength, and the head is dizzy."

"Can't it hurt? There was such a big hole in the chest, but fortunately it didn't prick the center. If you turn to the right one centimeter, you will die. Don't be so rash in the future. What should I do if you die?"

Lin Hao felt warm in his heart and wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but his body couldn't use his strength and didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Since Lin Hao woke up, Hu Jie didn't say a word, but the expression on her face has been much easier than before.

"You are really perverted. After being injured so seriously and shed so much blood, you are not dead. The wound is still healing slowly. In a few days, you should be scabbed."

Lin Hao thought to himself: "The physical recovery ability is much stronger than before. Is this the reason after breaking through the holy realm?"

Since breaking through the holy realm, the qi of the qi can no longer be released, but for some reason, he was very confident, confident that his body strength is more tough than that of the qi of the body.
Chapter completed!