Chatper 50 (1/2)

"Dragon Turtle Shield! Come out!"

Chu Yan shouted violently, and the dragon turtle shield flew out of the Ling Ling jade from his waist, and instantly blocked in front of Chu Yan.

Wei Chuyan, the low-level twelve-pattern spell, did not dare to be sloppy. He just performed the Water Phoenix Breaking Cangshu, and his spiritual power had almost been used for eight layers. Chu Yan directed the remaining spiritual power to the dragon tortoise shield without reservation. injection.

At the same time, Chu Yan took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and poured it into his mouth.

"boom!"

The huge golden axe slammed into the dragon turtle shield.

A strong wave of energy spreads out.

The Dragon Turtle Shield is not well-known, except that the light is dimmed, there is no damage to the entire surface of the shield.

However, the huge vibration from the dragon tortoise shield still made Chu Yan churned with blood.

At this time, Elder Zhao was already extremely embarrassed, with multiple serious injuries on his body, and his spiritual power was completely exhausted.

"Pfft..."

Elder Zhao spit out five or six mouthfuls of blood essence, which spread out in front of Elder Zhao to form a blood mist that completely wrapped it in.

Elder Zhao has already made a desperate attempt, not hesitate to spend a lot of blood essence to perform the blood escape technique. As long as he can escape from here today and enter the sect, he can sue Chu Yan for murdering the elder of the sect.

Chu Yan's face was a little pale, and seeing Elder Zhao who was about to escape, he snorted coldly, "Want to run?"

The big iron rod smashed head-on. Elder Zhao's blood escape technique was halfway through, but he could not be interrupted at this time. He spat out a mouthful of blood again, turning into a blood arrow toward the big iron rod.

"Chu Yan, if this old man is not dead today, he will be crushed to ashes in the future!"

Today, I have suffered losses in the hands of Chu Yan, a brat whose cultivation base is four layers lower than himself. All dripping blood.

"Oh oh oh!"

The big black chicken flew out at this moment, and a large mouthful of white mist spewed out, and the blood mist around Elder Zhao's body instantly solidified.

"Old dog, die!"

Chu Yan snorted coldly, the spiritual liquid in the suit had transformed a little spiritual power, Chu Yan's hands quickly pointed out in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of light blue fingers flew towards Elder Zhao at a high speed.

"How could your spiritual power recover so quickly?"

Elder Zhao was shocked, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into dozens of tiny blood lines that met those light blue fingers. Elder Zhao had already made up his mind to escape from here today even if the blood was exhausted. Not going out is a death.

After all, Elder Zhao's blood essence is limited, and dozens of Xuan Shui Jin were blocked, but a few bombarded Elder Zhao's body, and one of them directly bombed into Elder Zhao's mouth.

"Well!"

Elder Zhao's throat moved, and he swallowed something.

The next moment, dozens of dark blue poisonous lines climbed up Elder Zhao's wrinkled face.

"You... what is this?"