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Miao Zhantian's knife was only able to remove some dirt and could not damage the wall.

At this time, Xiao Wencheng drew his sword and almost cut off Miao Zhantian's one arm.

After suffering this loss, Miao Zhantian was much more cautious when he attacked He Lingchuan again.

But the pressure is all on Xiao Wencheng.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Demon also approached Miao Zhantian from behind.

One against two is so tiring, Miao Zhantian can't stand the attack from both sides.

His eyes moved, and he struck He Lingchuan with his right sword. His strength increased sharply, and he knocked him back three big steps at once.

But the cost of doing this is that the empty door under the left rib cage is exposed and the protection is lost.

The fight between the two sides was in full swing. Xiao Wencheng stabbed Miao Zhantian with his sword without even thinking about it, hitting Miao Zhantian right in the ribs!

This blow was like defeating leather, but also like piercing tough elephant skin, with great resistance.

Xiao Wencheng was not surprised. The strong body of the Great Heavenly Demon was a reflection of his powerful soul. Otherwise, Qian Huan's self-destructed soul was so powerful, how could Miao Zhantian be able to withstand it?

So he cut into the opponent's ribs and twisted his belly hard, trying to make an "L" shape and deepen the wound.

Miao Zhantian was pushed backwards by him, which showed Xiao Wencheng's strength.

But he also raised his foot and kicked Xiao Wencheng hard on the hip!

How can it be so easy to take a full-force kick from the Great Demon? Xiao Wencheng was kicked so hard that he flew backwards and hit the wall hard.

He Lingchuan on the side even heard a crisp "click"!

That was the sound of Xiao Wencheng's pelvic crack.

Hiss, it hurts to hear it.

Miao Zhantian flew up with his left leg to kick someone, but his right leg had no sole, and he was unsteady on his feet, almost falling to the ground.

At the critical moment, the tail behind him hit the ground, forcefully supporting him up.

Taking advantage of the defense circle between the two opponents being opened, he rushed over in one stride.

It was inevitable that he would rush past He Lingchuan, who did not forget to swing his sword as he retreated, but still took it from his waist.

Queen Miao Zhan bent her knees and made a sliding shovel, directly passing under his sword.

The movements were smooth and coherent, but he also groaned.

The surface of the stone in the inner passage of the city wall was very rough. This time, the wound on his right foot rubbed directly against the ground, just like ginger rubbing against a board.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it feels so fresh and hot.

Miao Zhantian's legs were so painful that she almost couldn't stand up.

Fortunately, he had reached the corner. Regardless of his ugly posture, he propped his long knife on the ground and limped in.

The terrain here is too bad, and He seems to be very familiar with this place and knows how to take shortcuts to block him. Therefore, he had to find a separate secret room. As long as he blocked the door, the three enemies would not be able to enter.

As long as the injury recovers, the situation will be reversed!

No, as long as Panlong City collapses, he can return to the Sea of ​​Thousand Illusions, which is the time of death for these three souls!

The blood demon also chased after him, and Xiao Wencheng glared at it angrily.

This thing obviously moves very fast in the outside world, so why is it so slow when chasing Miao Zhantian inside the wall?

It just doesn't want to face the Great Demon alone, right?

The sharp pain coming from his hip bone made Xiao Wencheng recite two sentences fiercely. The chain around the blood demon's neck suddenly tightened, making him roll his eyes:

"Let go, Miao Zhantian is running away!"

After teaching it a lesson, Xiao Wencheng stopped cursing and chased after it with He Lingchuan.

When he started running, his hip bones hurt so much that he couldn't move his legs. Only then did he realize how strong the demon was. He could still walk as fast as he could with his arms and legs broken.

It would be great if he could use magical powers, Xiao Wencheng secretly cursed. He and Miao Zhantian are so close, he can shoot through the opponent's back as long as he uses the Jumang Sword!

This time, it was the Blood Demon who chased the two of them. He suddenly shook his head, and a small monster fell from his body. It looked like the head of some kind of monster. It was just the head, round like a pumpkin, but with a big mouth and sharp points like a piranha. tooth.

The Blood Demon grabbed the pumpkin head and threw it towards the heart of Queen Miaozhan in a standard throwing posture.

Miao Zhan looked at the six directions with his celestial eyes. Without looking back, he raised his knife and cut the pumpkin head in half.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thing was chopped open, it exploded with a "bang".

The smoke, dust and black ink that hit their faces made both He Lingchuan and Xiao Wencheng turn their heads and cough twice.

It smells so bad, it smells so bad, what the hell is this!

It turned out that once the ferocious-looking pumpkin was cut open, it exploded like a pufferfish, and the ink in its belly sprayed all over the passage!

This thing was slipperier than oil. Even on such a rough ground, Miao Zhantian still slipped and fell on his back.

"This is unreasonable!" Miao Zhantian yelled.

Isn’t it forbidden to use magical powers and foreign objects in Panlonggu City? So what is this?

"Be careful when you go." Gorefiend reminded the two people behind him, "The Luding Ghost's talent is oil poison, I'll make it self-destruct with a spirit!"

Of course, He Lingchuan didn't know what the Luding ghost was, but he thought it should be a ghost eaten by the blood demon or something similar. Monsters like the Blood Demon are originally aggregates, so it is not surprising that anything falls from it.

But the spirit of this little monster was not strong, so the explosion was not very powerful. It was not as earth-shattering as Qian Huan, and it only blackened the entire passage.

Under Panlong Gucheng's special rules, it actually took advantage.

And it did capture the weakness of the Great Demon, because Miao Zhantian was missing one foot, and the ground was so slippery that it couldn't maintain its balance, let alone walk on one leg, and couldn't even stand up!

He could only thrust his knife into the ground and move himself forward a certain distance.

Then stab the knife into the ground and move forward.

If His hands were healthy, it wouldn't be slow to take turns holding the knife and move forward. But what a pity, He only has his right hand left!

At this moment, who can understand Miao Zhantian's frustration and anger?

In the real world, He could bring down infinite power with just a flick of his finger and pin the three pursuers to death on the ground; but here, it was it that knelt on the ground!

"How unreasonable!"

This sentence was not said by Miao Zhantian, but by the blood demon. It rushed forward with its mouth wide open, but the city wall suddenly shook violently, causing it to slip and stumble.

Damn it, how could it forget that when it ate the Lu Ding ghost, it was also splashed with oil poison! This thing is also effective for it.

He Lingchuan and Xiao Wencheng looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. They could occasionally see the scene outside from the fist-sized air window. The ground of the South Square of Panlonggucheng had cracked, including the temple, the blessing pool and other buildings that had either collapsed or been swallowed by the cracks in the ground.

Smoke and ash were everywhere.

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The South Gate Tower was the strongest, but it couldn't hold out for long, because cracks had appeared on the wall, from the outside to the inside.

Defeat Miao Zhantian as soon as possible!

Both of them bent down and rushed forward, with their center of gravity forward.

This was nothing more than a balance problem, which was no problem for agile players.

The problem with Miao Zhantian was that he couldn't get up on the oily and poisonous ground with one hand and one foot, not because he was not agile enough.

But he had extremely rich combat experience and remained calm in the face of danger. When he looked up, he found an iron ring rack on the side wall of the opposite passage, which was used to place torches for lighting.

Miao Zhantian immediately threw out his long sword, which was stuck on the iron ring rack with a clang.

There was a long chain behind the sword. He pulled it hard and pulled himself forward more than ten feet, leaving the oily and poisonous area on the ground.

"Where are you running!" Xiao Wencheng threw the Ju Mang sword backhanded.

"Don't..." Before He Lingchuan finished speaking, the Ju Mang sword just pierced Miao Zhantian's back waist, stabbing him from behind.

Miao Zhantian screamed in pain.

Objectively speaking, this sword also helped him rush forward another ten feet, and just as he landed, he rushed into the corridor of the second city wall.

He Lingchuan and the Blood Demon on the side rolled their eyes together. Didn't they see that they didn't choose this time to attack?

After leaving the oil poison area, Miao Zhantian regained his ability to move again. He bit his long knife in his mouth, pulled out the Ju Mang sword from his back with his backhand, and used it as his weapon.

The wound on his waist had been bleeding all the time, and he was a little numb. Anyway, he was injured all over his body, so this one didn't matter. He could still run without hurting his spine.

What a powerful soul power and will! He Lingchuan admired it.

The pain from the injuries in Panlong Lonely City was 100% acting on the soul and body, unlike in reality, where he could take some pain relief measures, and there was no adrenaline to temporarily block the pain. Although he was also a man who fought through the sea of ​​blood and corpses, if he had been wounded, he would not be sure that he could continue to stand and run.

Xiao Wencheng was a little irritable.

In Panlonggucheng, he could not recall his Ju Mang sword!

Other magic weapons could not be brought in. He looked around and simply took a torch from the wall.

Miao Zhantian fought and retreated, and the sword in his right hand and the knife in his mouth could both fight against the enemy.

The blood demon was careless and wanted to scratch his neck, but he did not expect the neck of the big demon to suddenly stretch, and his head tilted, and the blade cut off his wrist!

The blood demon howled in pain, and the sound was like a grinding wheel rubbing against a stone.

But Miao Zhantian was not having a good time either. It is said that two fists cannot beat four hands, and now it has to deal with six hands alone, and in a blink of an eye, several more wounds have been added to its body. The blood demon was also very wretched and often attacked him from the bottom three ways. When he resisted He Lingchuan's blade, he was nailed through the right leg by the blood demon, and his eyes suddenly went black.

He changed opponents like a revolving lantern. He had been fighting for too long, and his old injuries had not healed and he had new injuries. In this world, physical strength is his soul power. If he continues to be worn down like this, I am afraid that his soul body will collapse before Panlonggucheng collapses.

He must find a way to replenish his soul power.

At this time, the torch in Xiao Wencheng's hand was cut off by his Ju Mang sword, and he was very unhappy. While Miao Zhantian blocked the attack of the blood demon, he suddenly punched the waist of the big demon, which happened to be the wound he had pierced before.

Miao Zhantian bent his waist and spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing all over his head and face.

This happened suddenly, and the hissing sound was accompanied by Xiao Wencheng's screams. His face was corroded in an instant, and a ball of white steam came out.

The divine blood sprayed by Miao Zhantian was also condensed from the divine power of the big demon. Even for Xiao Wencheng, it was too exciting.

His left eye was blind in an instant.

He had to wait for a long time to restore his vision.

He Lingchuan was standing next to him, and it was the mask that was emitting smoke, not his face.

The blood demon was also splashed with a few drops of blood, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.