Chapter 2097: recovery

call! The breeze was blowing on the middle-aged man's long flowing hair, and there was no more gentle shadow wherever his eyes could reach.
Even Yang Feng's shadow was gone.
"Hmm, me?"
With anger in his heart, the middle-aged man seemed to understand.
All of Wen Liang's moves just now were just blindfolds used to deceive his perception, and he didn't even want to attack him.
That messy, tyrannical, violent thunder and lightning was to completely disrupt the surrounding spatial fluctuations, as if raising a cloud of smoke and dust covering his six senses.
Taking this opportunity, Wen Liang took Yang Feng and ran away.
After thinking about all of this, the middle-aged person's face twitched: "Smelly boy, I won't let you go."
Sa! As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man jumped up and flew up to chase after him.
At the same time, Wen Liang also hurried forward with Yang Feng's body behind his back. Yang Feng ignored everything outside, just quietly closed his eyes and condensed himself.
Wen Liang glanced back, his eyes flashing with determination: "For a quarter of an hour, just stick to it for a quarter of an hour."
"Smelly boy, where to run!"
Suddenly, an angry shout rang out from behind Wen Liang, and Wen Liang was so frightened that he turned his head and saw that the middle-aged man chased him fiercely again, and immediately accelerated again.
However, no matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the 186-level god.
Ever since, but before a while, the person quickly posted: "Heavenly Dao Divine Art, Heaven Slashing Sword!"
Sa! An invisible blade hit Wen Liang and Yang Feng, Wen Liang was startled, he fell, and flew down, dodge it, but...poof! With a muffled sound, Wen Liangwu spit out a mouthful of redness, his heart was completely soaked with blood, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his soul.
"Is this... the law of time and space?"
"Hmph, once my Heaven Slashing Sword locks on to the target, it will never fail. No matter how you move around, you will eventually hit. This is my law and strength, hahaha!"
The middle-aged man laughed, his eyes flashed with evil light: "Moreover... the soul hit by Lao Tzu will slowly decay, hum."
Uh! His heart stagnated, Wen Liang felt that his strength was weakening at a rapid rate, but he still gritted his teeth, took a violent step, and continued to fly away.
The middle-aged man curled his mouth in disdain: "Little thing, your spirit now seems to be poisoned, weakening at a rapid rate and unable to fly.
If it is so reluctant, the soul will be exhausted and dissipated. "
Almost! Gritting his teeth tightly, Wen Liang ignored him, just flying desperately, delaying time.
What he thinks now is just to drag it for a quarter of an hour like Yang Feng said.
The middle-aged man fell behind him calmly, like an eagle catching a chick, enjoying the teasing feeling after the prey was exhausted: "I said you believe him so?
He said he asked you to fight for a quarter of an hour, would you hide behind him for a quarter of an hour?
What if his injury still does not heal after a quarter of an hour?
Don't you just have a white back. "
There was no answer, Wen Liang just breathed heavily and continued to fulfill his promise.
The middle-aged man flew side by side with Wen Liang and continued: "Even if he is really out of danger after a quarter of an hour, his injury has improved, and he can escape to death, then he escaped. What does it have to do with you?
If you continue to consume it like this, I'm afraid you will have exhausted your soul power and die in less than a quarter of an hour. In the end, you will give others a wedding dress for nothing. Why bother?
In the end he was alive, and you changed his life with your death, are you willing? "
Silent, Wen Liang's face was a bit pale, but he still rushed forward desperately, not caring about the fact that he had been caught up.
"If... I abandon him and run away by myself, I will eventually be caught up and swallowed by you..." "Yes, but at that time you two died. You didn't pay so much for him, and you will die too. Balance your mind.
It's better than you saved him, but he died, so right? "
"Obviously one can live, why both of them die together?"
Panting heavily, Wen Liang glared at the middle-aged man and sneered: "I used to run away, but in the face of the threat of the Shura, this great saved it regardless. Among us, the weakest soul is me.
The great said that the more critical the moment, the more we must watch and help each other.
Because you only want to live for yourself, you will eventually be slaughtered by the Asura God one by one. "
"fart!"
bump! With a big curse, the middle-aged man kicked Wen Liang in the air to the ground, smashing a huge hole, and Yang Feng was also thrown out.
Wen Liang coughed violently, watched the middle-aged man fly in front of him, looked down at him coldly and said: "This world is weak and strong, and only if you are strong enough can you stand tall in the world.
If other people become stronger, they will only swallow the weaker existences and become our greatest enemy, not worthy of trust at all.
To save others, to fight for their own lives, to make wedding gowns for others is simply extremely stupid. "
"Everyone is dead. Can you live if you are alone and helpless?"
He shook his head with a smile, Wen Liang grinned and said: "Faced with power, only look at the immediate interests, short-sighted, and fierce fighting in the nest. What is this called?
This is called the mob.
This world is undergoing a civil struggle against the people. The high-level leaders made a small plan to let the civilians kill each other, intrigue, collapse trust, family disharmony, brothers cut righteousness, no relationship, a group of people are just like a group of people It was played around by the top.
Faced with the coercion of the God of Asura, you were also frightened into a mess. You only know that you are fighting with each other, but you dare not touch the hair of the God of Asura. How similar is it to these people in the world? "
"To shut up!"
With a roar, the middle-aged man's forehead was violently violent, and he cursed: "Do you think we are willing to be scared by the Shura to run away?
But what can be done without running?
Unite to resist?
All are a group of selfish old foxes, and their calculations are clearer than anyone else. How to unite?
Even if we people get together, we still know who was sold by whom.
Young people, ignorant of the dangers of the world, will empty cannons.
Instead of being used as a gunman by others, it is better for me to increase my strength and make a living in this troubled world. "
Huh! As he said, the middle-aged man grabbed the gentle neck: "I will eat you up now."
puff! However, when his iron palm just applied force on the slender neck, he felt that his whole body was suddenly weak, and even when he pinched the gentle throat, he seemed to be pinching a steel ball, and his palm was aching.
"What's going on... My power..." "Character attribute adjustment, downgraded to level 1!"
At this time, a leisurely voice sounded, laughing and laughing: "A level 1 trash has the same combat effectiveness as a newborn baby. Who else do you want to hurt?
Jie Jie Jie! "