Chapter 1072

But the next moment, Shen Rong's complacency is broken. The flying dust splashes to Ye Yang's side, a meter away. It's like meeting an invisible barrier. They are blocked out one after another. They can't get close to Ye Yang at all.

Shen Rong feels dejected, and Ye Yang feels as if he hasn't been hit enough.

"Kill"

Shen Rong listens to Ye Yang's words, and then looks at the poisonous beast in front of him. He can only gnash his teeth and wave his sword frequently. Where the sword passes, there are bursts of yellow sand sweeping the corpse of the poisonous beast.

At this time, Shen Rong is just like a machine responsible for cutting and killing. He can only keep himself from being attacked by poisonous animals.

After fighting for nearly an hour, Shen Rong's speed of wielding his sword gradually slowed down. He obviously felt that the aura in his body could not keep up with the speed of his consumption. He took time to look up at Ye Yang in the tree. However, Ye Yang was just like an old monk who had settled down. He did not look at him, as if the movement of his fighting could not affect him at all, Ye Yang's Qi, once again, raised his Qi, fiercely split a sword, and deliberately let the sword Qi fly to Ye Yang with dust.

As a result, no result, as in the previous time, did not play a role.

Shen Rong was exhausted and looked at the sky with a sad face, but the sharp pain in his leg once again pulled him back to reality. He looked back and waved a sword at the same time, but he really consumed too much real Qi and could not keep up with his speed. He watched helplessly as his sword had not arrived, The dark red venomous animal's tail was deeply stabbed by the four iron tongs.

Shen Rongdeng felt a roar in his head, and then the scene in front of him was blurred. Shen rongqiang supported his consciousness, and his sword continued to chop out, cutting off the poisonous beast hanging on his leg.

His body faltered for a while. He steadied himself and shook his head. There was still some shadow in front of him, but he could barely see the situation. He saw several dark red poisonous animals close in front of him. Shen Rong held up his sword again. Before his sword fell off again, he saw a light streak across the sky, splitting countless small white lights, like flashing electric currents, It fell to the ground at a very fast speed, and the current fell on each dark red poisonous animal as if it had eyes. As soon as the poisonous animal came into contact with a white light, its body trembled as if it had been hit by lightning, emitting black smoke and making a peeping sound. After a while, the dark red poisonous animals just like the tide turned into scorched earth and were buried in yellow sand.

Shen Rong breathed a sigh of relief. His martial uncle let him go. He was willing to help him. Shen Rong wanted to move, but his leg was numb and didn't listen. Shen Rong just sat down on the ground and gasped. Although his head was still a little confused and he was constantly in the shadow, he didn't have to fight with injuries now, I feel that my martial uncle has been kind to him. It seems that not everyone is qualified to follow him. I have to pay a price.

Shen Rong thinks plaintively. Ye Yang jumps down from the spirit tree, walks slowly to Shen Rong, looks at him for a while, and hands him an antidote pill.

"Eat him."

Shen Rong tries to widen his eyes and see the position of the pill. He staggers to take the pill in Ye Yang's hand.

Once missed, twice missed, three, four...

Ye Yang didn't urge him or help him to put the pills in his hand. He just looked at him and tried to find the right direction to take the pills in his hand.

Shen Rong just wants to swallow the antidote pill quickly, so as to ease the numbness of his dizzy body. He has no time to care about other things. If he sees Ye Yang's smiling face looking at him for fun, he will jump like Hu Qing and mourn for himself.

It's really a pity for his disciples to be on such an unreliable martial uncle. At the same time, he wrote down in his heart that Qi Wen, who worships martial uncle very much, must have a chance to see the other side of martial uncle.

Shen Rong finally reaches out his hand for many times. He finally takes the pill and shoves it into his mouth. He feels that if he doesn't hurry up, his mouth may be numb. At that time, he can't eat anything from his mouth, so he just finds a rope to hang himself in front of his martial uncle.

When ye Yang saw that he had swallowed the pill, he forced his body to refine it and sat there motionless. Ye Yang nodded secretly and said, "it's not bad."

If Shen Rong can hear ye Yang's evaluation of himself, he will cry. It's not easy for him to get the three words of martial uncle. He must mount them and keep his life away from him.

Shen Rongzheng was concentrating on refining pills to get rid of the toxins in his body. Then he heard a voice coming from his head.

"Well, I'll wrap it up myself, so that the smell of blood won't lead to other monsters and troubles."

Shen Ronghao's mind is unstable, and he is possessed.

How disgusting and troublesome I am.

Shen Rong tried to adjust his mind, took a few deep breaths, calmed down and said silently in his heart.

"Adults don't care about villains, adults don't care about villains." Shen Rong read broken mouth has been reading.

Listening to Ye Yang's leaving voice, he was relieved. He was afraid that he would be possessed by this martial uncle. At the same time, he sympathized with Hu Qing in his heart.

Shen Rong feels that his body regains consciousness a little bit, and his head is not so dizzy. He opens his eyes fatiguedly and casts a white eye at Ye Yang's tent. Sadly, he picks up the wound treatment supplies Ye Yang has thrown at him. Sadly, he bandages them up by himself, finishes everything, cleans his blood, and looks at the East's pale sky, Shen Rong dragged his heavy body into the tent to have a rest.

As soon as Shen Ronggang goes to sleep, he is called by Ye Yang mercilessly. Shen Rongzhen feels that he has entered the local tyrant's house and signed a lifelong servitude contract to be enslaved.

He deeply doubted that Ye Yang was possessed by another person when he arrived at the devil mountain. Where was the gentle and reasonable Ye Yang before? Who can tell him that if the trouble is returned to him, he is willing to lose all his money.

With a pale face and shaking his body, Shen Rong began to prepare for their food and packing.

Shen Rong looks at the martial uncle's face, and he really wants to rush to fight with him.

Of course, Shen Rong controlled himself, otherwise he would be more miserable than now.