Zhang Chulan, who was surrounded by Ruhua, fought back in embarrassment, but was outnumbered, and was bruised and swollen in a moment.
But because the distance was too close, he couldn't even use Gatling. He could only grit his teeth, use the golden light spell to get beaten, and swing his thunder spell to respond to the enemy.
He had not had many fights, and even fewer group fights. In the past, he had used tricks to beat others in a group, but now he was the one being beaten by a group. For a while, he could not even master a reasonable fighting method.
In the encirclement attack composed of six flowers, Zhang Chulan felt like a small boat on the stormy waves, trapped in a precarious situation. Only with great concentration could he not be beaten.
However, as time went by, in just a dozen breaths, he would be given the opportunity to be slapped hard by Ruhua because he was not focused enough.
Bang Bang made two muffled sounds.
Zhang Chulan, who had just dodged a kitchen knife and a mace, was struck in the lower abdomen by a flower-like black tiger, which caused him to collapse to the ground in pain.
But at this moment, something like a flower flew into the sky, and with a move of Guanyin Sitting Lotus, it came straight towards his hip bone. If it hit him hard, he might not be able to guarantee his happiness for the rest of his life.
Rumble, rumble!
As the electric light flashed, Zhang Chulan rushed out rolling and crawling, and dodged straight into the open wooden house.
He would rather fight one against two than be beaten by six puppets!
But not long after, Zhang Chulan was punched out of the wooden house by the black puppet with a scream and wail.
Before he could take a breath, Ruhua, who was waiting outside, came to attack him again.
Helpless, in such a high-pressure environment, Zhang Chulan, with a bruised and swollen head, was knocked down time and time again, and stood up again and again, using his own thunder method to resist. Not only the power of the thunder method was slowly increasing, but also Combat experience is also constantly improving in a short period of time.
the other side.
Qiu Rang chased Feng Baobao, and the two of them walked in circles around Biyou Village, climbing up walls and climbing over roofs, making a huge noise and making a fuss. Even ordinary people with weak senses were disturbed one after another. Wake up.
"Feng Baobao, you bastard, stop for me!"
"I won't!"
Feng Baobao waved out the afterimage with both hands. Each step was so big that she almost tore the seams of her denim overalls. As she ran, when passing by the pig pen, she slapped down the fence and moved towards the quilt. The fat pigs who woke up winked.
The fat pig males who had endured a day of torture felt a chill in their lower bodies when they saw the familiar figure of the female devil. Their pig eyes widened, and they screamed and ran away, swarming onto the country road.
Not only that, Feng Baobao took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, lighting it wherever he wanted, and started setting fires while running, leaving the Biyou villagers who were belatedly unaware and had no time to think carefully. They put out the fires and caught the pigs.
Feng Baobao, who had muddied the water by himself, was even more convinced that he was one of those clever beings. Hearing the roars of Qiu Rang behind him, he just lowered his head and ran wildly without saying a word.
While the two of them were chasing each other and circling the village, they could also check the situation where Zhang Chulan was.
When he saw the latter being whipped wildly by Ruhua, Black Idiot and White Idiot, Qiu Ran couldn't help laughing and roared vengefully: "I mean, Zhang Chulan, do you really think the Slimming Furnace is so easy to get? You have too Today haha!”
While he was talking, Feng Baobao, who was sprinting ahead, pulled some distance away from him.
Qiu Rang's face darkened, and he chased Feng Baobao angrily.
Zhang Chulan, who was still fighting fiercely with Ruhua, when he heard Qiu Rang's taunt, the madness in his eyes became more intense, and his whole body showed real fire. He changed his usual smooth-toned appearance and revealed every move. Incomparably fierce momentum.
"You can't be humiliated when you are a scholar. I will fight with you guys!"
…
A wooden building somewhere in the village, at the window on the second floor.
Zhuge Qing, who had long since woken up from his sleep, stood quietly in front of the window with his hands in his pockets, his eyes reflecting the burning firelight.
He had already noticed all this, but had no intention of suppressing the turmoil. In other words, he was trapped in some kind of entanglement.
Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan...
He had chosen to become Biyou Murakami's root weapon, but at this moment he could no longer make up his mind to take action against these former friends and companions.
But in his heart, there was an alternative voice: "Wang Ye has the Fenghou Qimen, and Zhang Chulan has the source of Qi Ti. With their strength, what can you do even if you take action? You are just pretending to be yourself. clown."
"Suppress, suppress them all. In this way, Ma Xianhong will teach you the complete God-level Hundred Refinements, and you can also master the Eight Wonders, and you will no longer have to worry about being surpassed by others!"
"Aren't you here just to covet the magical power of Baiyou Village? Do it, do it..."
Thoughts came to mind one after another and were quickly buried. Zhuge Qing looked calm on the surface, but his hands in his pockets were sweating.
…
At the same time, halfway up the mountain.
When the company's help arrived, they saw a scene that stunned them.
The pool of blood mixed with the black whirlpool, and there were dozens of people lying in it, including mutilated corpses.
But in the battlefield, Zhang Lingyu opened and closed one move after another, manipulating the water dirty thunder, and actually relied on her own power to compete with the four superior weapons led by Ma Xianhong!
Judging from this appearance, it was obvious that Taoist Priest Lingyu was surrounded. After killing eleven enemies, he still had some energy left to fight with Ma Xianhong and others.
At the center of the battlefield, Xia He was anxious but unable to take action. Every time he wanted to join the game, Zhang Lingyu would stop him with words.
So she could only watch anxiously, and at the same time, she secretly used her mental cholera technique to disturb the people in Biyou Village from time to time to relieve Zhang Lingyu's pressure.
"I didn't expect that Taoist Master Lingyu would change so much after not seeing him for a short period of time."
Xiao Zizai's eyes showed a strange light, and he stared at Zhang Lingyu's every move. Especially when he looked at the broken corpses on the ground from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but become excited.
He actually found a sense of "same kind" in Zhang Lingyu.
"On weekdays, Taoist Master Lingyu makes me feel as gentle as jade, but at this moment, he shows his sharp edge. His murderous intent is strong, and it is as dazzling as a sword... He is completely different from the other two."
Lao Meng adjusted his glasses and felt very surprised. However, when he saw the unconscious Chen Duo on the boulder not far away, he suddenly became confused and rushed forward to check the situation.
Black Guan clicked his tongue and praised: "With one enemy against many but not falling behind, the strength of this spiritual jade is more than a star and a half stronger than I imagined."
People like them with a clear eye can see that in the battlefield, the four upper root weapons are only used to contain Zhang Lingyu. The one who is really fighting Zhang Lingyu is Ma Xianhong, who has the same turbulent aura.
The latter is fully armed and full of high-level magic weapons!
(End of chapter)
