Chapter 91: Yulong Tuogu

Tong Li and Yu Kunlong groaned at the same time, and both were injured. However, as Yu Kunlong was repelled, Tong Li finally got rid of his control, resisted the rustic shield and quickly joined Sun Hao. For more exciting novels, please visit

Sun Hao performed the flying grass technique and rushed to the scene of Tong Li's broken arm, picked up Tong Li's broken arm, threw it into the storage bag, and helped Tong Li stop bleeding, and stuffed a healing pill in Tong Li's mouth Only then did he look at Yu Kunlong who was on the opposite side.

At this time, Yukunlong was already quite miserable, with a handsome face, pale and colorless, and a still shaking Fire Spirit Sword stuck in his right chest. Under his feet, a large piece of green vines tightly wrapped around his feet, making him unable to move.

The five protruding wooden stakes whizzing towards were helped by the fire shield pierced by the fire spirit sword, and also unceremoniously hit Yukun dragon's body, causing Yukun dragon to spurt blood again.

After a series of blows, the suppressed injuries inevitably erupted.

The three-burning fire itself burns its own essence and blood to improve its cultivation. Now Yukunlong is continuously injured, causing a lot of bleeding, and the blood is damaged. The three-burning fire can no longer support it.

"Puff puff puff", Yukunlong, who was entangled by the green wood, had a heart attack and involuntarily spit out three mouthfuls of blood.

With a miserable look on his face, Yu Kunlong looked at Sun Hao, "Senior brother is really a good means, and it is really good luck. Senior brother did not complain about the loss today, but I am not reconciled. I miss Yu Kunlong. I practiced Taoism at the age of eight and became a concubine at the age of ten. A disciple of the sect, he became a true disciple at the age of twelve, but now he is only twenty-six. He is already a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He is a master of the alchemy hall. Thinking of me, Yukunlong, I have such a bright future. I am not willing to fall here today. ah……"

Looking up to the sky, he roared sadly.

Yukunlong stabbed the sword in the ground, grasped the hilt tightly with both hands, and pressed it firmly against the sword, not letting his body fall down. The heart injury broke out, the right lung was severely injured, and the aftermath of the three burning fires was added. This is the only way , Yukunlong can barely maintain his dignity in front of the opponent.

Standing firm, Yu Kunlong looked at Sun Hao.

At this time, Sun Hao didn't attack as if he was throwing stones into a well, and looked at Yu Kunlong calmly. Yukunlong's mouth was bleeding continuously, and the fire spirit sword on his right chest was trembling and flashing, holding the sword with both hands and standing upright, a bit tragic.

For some reason, Sun Hao couldn't bear it, and said lightly, "You and I have no hatred".

"Yeah, you and I have no enmity at all," Yukunlong laughed miserably, "But, Junior Brother Sun, you are being hypocritical. You and I, monks, are fighting against heaven and earth and monks. We are fighting for resources and luck. Today, Senior brother lost at the hands of senior fellow, it’s because I’m not as good as others, in fact, senior fellow, I admire junior fellow very much now, first-level formation mage, first-level talisman seal master, flying herb technique, double magic weapon envoy, I don’t complain if I lose.” .

Sun Hao smiled lightly and said, "Senior brother has won the award, and the senior brother is even more powerful. The three-burning fire and the fire sword round slash also make the junior admirable. If you miss today, the senior brother is far from the senior brother's opponent."

A nostalgic look appeared on Yukunlong's face, and a confident light appeared on his face, and he said, "No matter how high your cultivation base is, it's not as good as the master's exquisite layout."

Sun Hao smiled helplessly and said, "I have to do it as a last resort, I'm offended."

At this time, Yukunlong's cheeks were flushed for a while, and his spirit seemed to be revived, but the blood from his mouth became more intense, and his eyes looked even more nostalgic, and he looked expectantly at Sun Hao's "human being" He is about to die, and his words are also kind, I hope that my juniors will take my seniors as a warning in the future, be careful in everything, and listen to people's opinions more. Thinking about my debut, my seniors and I should be careful in everything, how could I make this mistake."

Sun Hao arched his hands and leaned forward slightly, "The younger brother has been taught."

Yukunlong cheered up and looked at Sun Hao more expectantly, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I have something I can't let go of, and I want to entrust it to you."

Sun Hao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that Yu Kunlong would entrust his funeral to his enemy when he was about to die. After thinking about it quickly, Sun Hao said calmly, "Brother, please tell me."

A smile appeared on Yukunlong's face, "I know that junior brother is a person who values ​​affection. Since this is the case, let me make a long story short. Senior brother, I was born in Jinghua City, Xia Kingdom. I entered the sect to practice at the age of eight. I have two parents. My father's name is Yu Dacheng, but Kunlong Little filial piety, looking back now, the past is embarrassing, the parents later gave birth to a younger sister named Yulan, and now it is not as good as Dougao, Kunlong fears that his parents and younger sister will be in a difficult situation after his death, so I hope the younger brother will take care of him."

Is this a hospice? Sun Hao looked at Yu Kunlong with some doubts. Isn't this Yukunlong not afraid of cutting grass and roots?

It stands to reason that Yu Kunlong should tell his fellow seniors what he said, but firstly, there is only Sun Hao by his side now, and secondly, Yu Kunlong doesn't think that Sun Hao is more suitable for his senior brotherhood, and it's better to leave tea alone He still knows the truth. Instead of entrusting the parents and younger sister to other people, it would be better to entrust it to Sun Hao.

Sun Hao had just chosen to rescue Tong Li, and Yu Kunlong secretly scolded him for being pedantic and at the same time secretly praised his character, that's why he acted to support Tong Gu before he died. Otherwise, entrusting your loved ones to your enemies is not seeking death for your loved ones?

For some reason, seeing Yukunlong in front of him, Sun Hao thought of his parents in Lanlin Town. Sun Hao also entered the Cyanwood Sect at the age of eight. Now that many years have passed, he has not returned home, and he does not know if his parents have added younger siblings to him. , I don’t know if my parents are in good health. Thinking of my parents and seeing Yukunlong, Sun Hao’s heart flashed with sadness. Maybe one day, he will entrust his parents to others like Yukunlong?

Seeing the expectant Yukunlong in front of him, Sun Hao softened his heart, and said slowly and solemnly, "Xia Kingdom Jinghua City, Yu Dacheng, Yulan", Sun Hao repeated, "I remember, please rest assured, brother. Negative entrustment".

A look of relief appeared on Yukunlong's face, and he said softly, "Trouble... Junior Brother...", his hands could no longer support the weight of his body, and his whole body threw himself on the Dharma sword, and then the Dharma sword was overwhelmed. Together with the dharma sword, he fell on the grass and took his last breath. After falling down, he turned over and lay on his back on the ground with his eyes still wide open, looking at the sky unwillingly.

Although his arm was broken by Yukunlong, Tong Li felt much less hatred when Yukunlong fell. At this time, Xu felt that Yukunlong's fall was very tragic, so he couldn't help turning his head away from looking at Yukunlong.

Sun Hao sighed, walked forward, and said softly, "Senior brother, go well", and then covered Yu Kunlong's eyes.

At this time, Xu Shi saw the fall of the enemy and the revenge of the enemy. Not far away, the Golden Thread Fire Frog King recovered a little bit of energy. But still lying on the spot, he croaked at Sun Hao and continued to croak lightly.

The cry of the frogs was already intermittent, without the slightest bit of arrogance, but the voice seemed to be pleading.

Seeing the dying Golden Thread Fire Frog King keep croaking at him, Sun Hao thought for a while and walked towards the Golden Thread Fire Frog King.

When it was a little farther away, Sun Hao didn't pay attention to the state of the Golden Thread Fire Frog King. Walking in now, Sun Hao couldn't help but gasp. The chest and abdomen of the Golden Thread Fire Frog King were completely crushed by the Fire Spirit Sword. There was a huge pool of blood under its body, and even the grass was dyed dark red. . The Golden Thread Fire Frog King was squatting in this pool of blood. Seeing this, Sun Hao couldn't help admiring the powerful vitality of this spirit beast. After receiving such a huge injury, he could still spit out the Fire Spirit Sword desperately, and was able to stand upright. Hold your breath.

Seeing Sun Hao walking towards the Golden Thread Fire Frog King, Tong Li hesitated to speak, Sun Hao gave him a reassuring look, and then he walked up to the huge frog head of the Golden Thread Fire Frog King, and talked with the Golden Thread Fire Frog Wang's huge frog eyes met.

The huge frog eyes of the Golden Thread Fire Frog King have a humanized expression, as if begging.

Sun Hao stretched out his hand, touched the frog's head, and said regretfully, "Big guy, your injury is too serious, and I can't heal it."

The giant frog shook its head, opened its mouth wide, and four drops of red frog blood appeared in front of Sun Hao, but the frog's eyes still had a pleading look.

These four drops of frog blood, three big and one small, were as red as fire, and when they came out of the mouth of the Fire Frog King, they immediately heated up the aura around them. This is clearly the heart and blood of the Golden Thread Fire Frog King.

Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, the Golden Thread Fire Frog King had even forced out the essence and blood of his heart. , Sun Hao asked, "The big guy also has funeral arrangements?"

The huge frog head nodded sharply.

Sun Hao nodded, "Thanks to your help in today's battle, I owe you a favor. Then, your funeral is to worry about the remaining fire frogs in the fire frog swamp."

Frog head again.

Sun Hao said quickly, "Then I won't bother them any more."

The frog head first taps and then shakes.

Nodding and shaking your head, what do you mean? Sun Hao thought for a while, and then said, "Does the big guy want me to protect the fire frog?"

This time, the frog headed harder. The Golden Thread Fire Frog King has practiced for three thousand years, and his spiritual intelligence is not very high, which cannot be compared with human wisdom. However, he has already understood human nature, and he can still understand simple meanings.

Sun Hao said seriously, "Big guy, I don't have time to take care of the fire frog swamp, so how about it, if possible, I will try my best to help you continue the fire frog population within my ability in the future."

The huge frog's eyes showed a humanized and satisfied expression, and they closed slowly. The frog's head paused, and the golden thread fire frog king finally lost his breath.

Without the support of the frog king, four drops of frog blood began to fall to the grass. Sun Hao had quick eyesight and quick hands, and with one move, he took the four drops of the fire frog's blood into his side, took out the jade bottle, and put it in.

At this time, Sun Hao had the opportunity to look at these four drops of fire frog's hard work.

The purpose of Sun Hao coming to Fire Frog Swamp is Fire Frog's hard work. Now that the goal of several years of struggle has been achieved, although Sun Haoxin is also happy with success, but at this moment, he is also slightly sad. From their bodies, Sun Hao fully felt the cruelty and ruthlessness of the monk world.

There must be no mistakes in the path of monks, once a mistake is made, it will be lost forever.