"Master Wu Fort, please don't talk nonsense. We have not agreed beforehand that elixirs cannot be used during this battle, right? If Wujiabao wants to use elixirs, just use them."
Qin Jinghui spread his hands helplessly, pretending to be aggrieved.
After that, he looked at Wu Yuandao with a smile, "The Blood Rage Pill is a good pill. Does Lord Wu really not think about it and purchase some from my Qin Family Fort?"
"snort!"
Wu Yuan frowned deeply and snorted coldly.
Of course he wants the Blood Rage Pill.
But what he wanted more was the Blood Rage Pill prescription.
"That's all. Since Lord Wu is not interested, I won't force anything. Anyway, I don't have to worry about being able to sell such good things as the Blood Rage Pill."
Qin Jinghui saw Wu Yuan's stinky face and waved his hand, "Let's not talk about gossip for now. The first battle is over and it's time for the second battle. I don't know whether Fort Master Wu plans to start the battle of the middle holy king or the upper rank. Battle of the Holy Lord?"
"Dad, let me fight in the next battle!"
At this time, the indignant Wu Wenlong beside Wu Yuan took the initiative to ask for a battle.
As the son of the owner of Wujiabao, he is bound to win back a victory for Wujiabao.
But now Wu Yuan obviously has a lot of worries in his heart, and he did not immediately agree to Wu Wenlong, "In the next battle, the people in Qinjiabao will definitely use the Blood Rage Pill."
"I can win!"
Wu Wenlong said firmly. Seeing that Wu Yuan seemed unwilling to allow him to fight, he quickly said, "Wu Jiabao is the Holy King here, so I am the strongest! If I don't fight, who are you planning to let fight?" ?”
"Um……"
Wu Yuan still has some confidence in his son.
Not to mention the Wujiabao warriors here, but also in the entire Wujiabao.
Wu Wenlong is an invincible existence in the realm of the intermediate holy king.
If it weren't for the fact that Qinjiabao had the Blood Rage Pill.
In a battle at the mid-level Saint King Realm, he would not hesitate to let Wu Wenlong fight.
But now, things are a little different.
Wu Wenlong may not only lose in battle, but may also be seriously injured by the people of Qinjiabao.
It would be fine as long as the serious injury does not damage the foundation of martial arts.
Once injured, the price is too high.
"father!"
When Wu Wenlong saw that Wu Yuan had not agreed, his expression became more and more anxious.
"be careful."
Wu Yuan could not defeat Wu Wenlong, and in the end he could only sigh softly and said, "If you find that you are defeated, admit defeat in time. There is no need to fight until you are seriously injured."
"I won't lose!"
Wu Wenlong understood Wu Yuan's intention, and his eyes instantly became extremely determined.
After speaking, he turned around, took out a dark-colored spear with a slight trembling of his palm, pointed angrily at the people of Qin Family Fort and shouted, "Qin Family Fort, who will fight?"
"I come!"
Among the crowd in Qinjiabao, a middle-aged man walked out holding a silver gun.
"Wait for you!"
Wu Wenlong glanced at this person.
After saying that, his feet trembled and he jumped into the void.
The Qinjiabao gunsmith turned over his hand and took out a Blood Rage Pill.
After swallowing it into his mouth, he met Wu Wenlong.
Both of them are gunsmiths, and they shoot with full firepower.
Wu Wenlong relied on his strong strength to gain the upper hand at the beginning of the war.
"Good marksmanship!"
Ling Tian raised his head and watched Wu Wenlong fighting with Qinjiabao's gunsmith, and couldn't help but praise him.
Wu Wenlong's gun reduces complexity to simplicity and returns to nature.
Each move may seem simple, but in fact it is mysterious and precise.
There are many variations in marksmanship, and it can be said to be the most difficult to control among all weapons.
But Wu Wenlong had mastered his marksmanship to such an extent.
Coupled with the powerful power of the Law of Killing, each move is extremely threatening.
If you don't know the rules of this competition in advance, you can't hurt people's lives.
I'm afraid everyone will think that Wu Wenlong has the intention to kill his opponents.
On the other hand, the man from Qinjiabao was also a gunsmith, but his marksmanship was much inferior.
At this time, Qin Jinghui was watching the battle above the void with a smile.
Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was not worried that Qinjiabao would lose this battle.
boom! boom! boom……
After a dozen moves, the man from Qinjiabao's eyes gradually turned red.
The Blood Rage Pill took effect, and the aura on his body became much stronger.
This man's marksmanship was not as good as Wu Wenlong's, but he gradually gained the upper hand in terms of strength.
This resulted in Wu Wenlong's previously established advantages being lost bit by bit.
call!
Above the void, the killing wind kept roaring.
Due to the power of the earth's core in the underworld, the speed of the Saint King Realm powerhouse is not as fast as that of the small world, but the battle between the two is still thrilling.
boom!
Wu Wenlong had another thrilling confrontation with the Qinjiabao gunsmith.
The tips of their spears pierced each other's right shoulders almost at the same time.
Under the terrifying impact, both figures flew out upside down.
It hit the ground with a loud bang.
"Wenlong!"
Wu Yuan's eyes suddenly opened and he shouted worriedly.
"elder brother!"
Wu Wenting screamed and rushed towards the place where Wu Wenlong fell with an anxious look on her face.
Ling Tian and Yao Yifei looked at each other and followed Wu Wenting towards Wu Wenlong.
"Ha ha……"
At this time, Qin Jinghui's laughter rang out again, "Master Wu Fort! I am afraid that my Qin Family Fort will win this battle again. I think your son will no longer be able to fight for a while."
Everyone turned to look, only to see that the gun cultivator from Qinjiabao had stood up from the ground.
Although he was covering his right shoulder with his hand, he seemed to be able to fight again.
On the other hand, Wu Wenlong, who fell to the ground, looked painful and could not get up.
This is because the man from Qinjiabao was stimulated by the Blood Rage Pill.
Both body and mind are in a state of excitement.
The actual injuries were almost the same as those of Wu Wenlong.
When the power of the Blood Rage Pill wears off, he will probably collapse again.
"Combat strength?"
When Ling Tian heard what Qin Jinghui just said, his eyes flickered.
The competition between Wujiabao and Qinjiabao will last until one party admits defeat or loses combat effectiveness.
At this moment, Wu Wenlong has not yet admitted defeat, and it seems that he has indeed lost his fighting power.
But he could use the power of the Life Monument to immediately restore Wu Wenlong's combat effectiveness.
Wujiabao has lost one game and lost one-third of its holy water.
If you lose again, you will lose another third.
He is now from Wujiabao, and the fight for the holy water is also related to his own interests.
No matter how you look at it, there is no reason for him to stay out of it.
After thinking about it, Ling Tian stepped forward and pressed his palm on Wu Wenlong's injured shoulder, activating the life force in the boulder's life soul.
A steady stream of life force poured into Wu Wenlong's body.
After three breaths, Wu Wenlong recovered from his injuries.
Then, he jumped up from the ground.
"What?"
Qin Jinghui's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Wu Wenlong suddenly stood up.
Wu Wenting and others in Wujiabao also had incredible expressions on their faces.
Wu Wenlong had just suffered such a serious injury, but he was now full of life again...
"Are you an alchemist?"
Wu Yuan was happy that Wu Wenlong had recovered from his injury, but he was also a little surprised by Ling Tian's methods.
There is no doubt that it was Ling Tian who healed Wu Wenlong's injuries and made Wu Wenlong get up immediately.
Because just now, only Ling Tian had direct physical contact with Wu Wenlong.
"no."
Ling Tian stood up, shook his head, and explained to Wu Yuan with a smile, "I only know a little about the power of life. But my wife is a little master of alchemy."
"oh?"
Wu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ling Tian and then at Yao Yifei. The expression on his face suddenly became wonderful, "This time, I, Wujiabao, have found a treasure!"
