"what are you up to?"
Seeing Zhang Bangbang picking up the scissors and about to leave, Xu Youqing couldn't help but ask.
"Don't you understand after reading this?"
Zhang Bangbang pointed at the raging battlefield and said angrily, "Of course I'm going to kill the enemy."
"Kill the enemy?"
Looking at his clear and firm eyes, Xu Youqing felt inexplicably irritated and couldn't help but taunted, "Is it just you?"
"My companions are fighting to the death."
Zhang Bangbang glanced at him with disdain, "Even if I am not strong enough, I will not hide away and watch the show. Does that still count me as a person?"
"Your so-called partner..."
Xu Youqing's heart was shocked, and he felt that this country bumpkin's aura was inexplicably powerful, "Is it the shore of the land, or the lost one?"
"My companions have never changed."
Zhang Bangbang seemed to suddenly have an idea. He didn't answer directly, but grinned, "And no matter which side, aren't the enemies the same?"
After that, he ignored Xu Youqing, turned around and took long strides, heading straight for the battlefield.
As the saying goes, pick the softest persimmon.
But Zhang Bangbang did not choose the private soldiers of the Sekiling Palace who were brutally tortured by Gu Tiancai and others. Instead, he opened his scissors and stabbed a tall and powerful member of the fire who was covered in flames.
"cut!"
Xu Youqing hesitated for a long time, and suddenly smacked his lips in displeasure, then spread out his body skills and quietly blended into the battlefield.
However, most of his targets were ordinary private soldiers, perfectly avoiding every top powerhouse.
"That kid Feng Zheng isn't too stupid."
Feng Shang, who had been watching with cold eyes, had a strange smile on his face, and murmured to himself, "It seems it's time to choose a team."
Before he finished speaking, he somehow appeared behind Zhenzhu, clenching the five fingers of his right hand and punching like the wind.
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, the hot lady's delicate body was pierced by his punch. Her pretty face turned pale, blood gurgled from the corner of her mouth, and the extreme pain made her facial features distorted.
Faced with Feng Shang's seemingly inconspicuous punch, the dignified Fire Familiar failed to react at all.
"Sister Zhenzhu!"
Yan Gui was shocked when he saw this, and instinctively wanted to come to the rescue.
"Kid."
However, as soon as his eyes flashed, he was blocked by the cloaked man Meng Taiyuan, "Your opponent is me."
"Get away!"
Concerned about Zhenzhu's safety, Yan Gui's body suddenly glowed with flames. He cursed fiercely, picked up the damaged Qilin glove and blasted it out.
"Crack!"
The two fists intersected, and the power was overwhelming. The young man felt an unimaginable force rushing through the gloves. With a crisp sound, the bones of his right arm broke instantly, and the whole person flew backwards involuntarily, suffering severe pain. Almost causing the brain to lose consciousness.
The power of Meng Taiyuan's punch doubled again, as if there was no limit.
If this trend continues, if he is allowed to punch dozens or hundreds of punches in succession, might even the Chaos Realm be punched and exploded?
The moment he fell to the ground, such a thought appeared in Yan Gui's mind involuntarily.
Zhenzhu and Yangui were frustrated, but the situation of the rest of the Fire Familiar was not much better.
With the "vacuum cleaner" like Misery, at least half of the power of fire released by the dependents will be sucked away by him, causing the power of the moves to be greatly reduced. Facing the crazy attack of the Lost, it seems a bit awkward. Powerless.
what happened?
There are three masters, but they are still at a disadvantage?
Hu Yanchi slapped and slapped, and finally realized that something was wrong.
He originally dismissed the participation of Ilia, Zhang Bangbang and others in the war.
After all, in the confrontation between the top forces like the Overlord and the Lost, a few soul realms are nothing more than cannon fodder. What can be changed?
But the battle situation in front of him was like a bucket of rain falling on his head, which made him feel a little cold.
The three major masters are all entangled by powerful opponents. Although they do not show their defeat, they are unable to defeat the enemy in a short period of time. It can be said that they have no skills at all.
However, most of the eight subordinates under his command were at a disadvantage, especially the commander of Seiling Palace and the private soldiers who were tortured to pieces by Gu Tiancai, Zhuma and others, and were completely defeated.
This situation was undoubtedly beyond his expectation.
If Hu Yanchi had known that Zhuma, Illya, Zhang Bangbang and others had originally planned to wait and see what would happen, if he hadn't been greedy and insisted on taking action against Liu Tiedan, offending Guidan and Liu Qiqi, Ledtu Bin The masters would never take sides so quickly, and this battle might have ended long ago. I really don’t know how he would feel.
And this difficult guy, Mandrill, couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, which made him extremely annoyed and gave him a headache.
If you continue like this, you might lose!
Can't hold back anymore!
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the miserable state of Zhenzhu and Yangui. Hu Yanchi's mind raced and he quickly realized that if something was not done as soon as possible, this ambush against the lost would surely turn into a joke.
"Burning Sky Lion!"
His eyes were sharp, as if he had made some determination, he raised his right arm above his head and shouted loudly.
"Ouch!!!"
A loud roar that had never been heard before suddenly resounded throughout the world and broke into the sky.
What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a red lion.
The lion's physique is not exaggerated, only about three times larger than an ordinary liger, but the aura it exudes is earth-shattering, shocking the sky, and the violent flames surrounding it add an indescribable majesty and domineering power.
Just standing there, its exaggerated power of flames caused the surrounding temperature to soar a lot, as if it was going to melt the entire world.
This lion seems to be the embodiment of fire.
It is the flame!
Flame, that's it!
As soon as it appeared on the stage, Burning Sky Lion roared angrily and without hesitation pounced towards Ghost Mandrill, vowing to burn him to ashes.
"careful!"
The moment he saw the flaming lion, Wang Duoqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he instinctively reminded, "It's the spirit of the elements!"
"What do you care about your spirit?"
Ghost Mandrill sneered and said calmly, "Just chop them all!"
As he spoke, he already waved the giant blade and slashed hard at the top of the flaming lion's head.
"boom!"
The sword was powerful and heavy, extremely fast, and with a loud noise, it effortlessly split Fentianshi's head in half.
Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, the two split halves of the Burning Sky Lion's body suddenly turned into two balls of scorching flames. They jumped behind the ghost mandrill and unexpectedly reunited into the form of a lion, with its mouth open and bloody. , suddenly spitting out a violent fire dragon, hitting his back without any deviation.
The swallowing fire left no room for the mandrill to dodge, and soon completely engulfed him.
After a long time, the flames gradually dissipated, revealing his charred body that was smoking. The black robe he wore was already in tatters, and his skin was burned in many places. There was almost no intact place from head to toe. It was miserable. The look was simply tear-jerking, and the air was even faintly filled with the aroma of barbecue.
"What a beast!"
Even after being burned like this, there was still no timid look on Ghost Mandrill's face. Instead, he slowly turned around and revealed a hint of excitement and a sinister smile, "I underestimated you. Come on, let's continue!"
As he spoke, countless mysterious red threads surged out from his wounds, spiraling around and repairing all the burned areas in just half a breath, making him instantly look brand new and healed as before.
"boom!"
He flashed his figure, raised the knife and slashed the Burning Sky Lion into two pieces again.
The chopped lion turned into flames, and then condensed again, roaring in anger at the demon.
One person and one lion hurt each other so crazily, but they were able to heal quickly after being injured. It seemed that they were fighting passionately, but in fact, they failed to leave even a single scar on each other. It can be said that the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and carefully Looking at Yuanjichu, the scene suddenly seemed a little funny.
Hu Yanchi took this opportunity to inhale Zhenzhu and Yangui into his body for treatment just like Yi Xiaofeng did to his family members. When they were released again, their injuries had been completely healed, and they could return to health without rest. Jump into the fight.
"etc!"
Just as Demon Mandrill swung his sword again, a thin man in the Lost Ones camp suddenly spoke.
Immediately afterwards, he flashed forward and approached like a ghost. He stretched out his index finger and involuntarily started writing on the surface of the giant Mandrill blade. His speed was so fast that his arms turned into countless phantoms. It's simply impossible to catch with the naked eye.
He is...
Drawing spiritual patterns?
Even with bare hands!
The mandrill was startled at first, but he quickly judged that the other party meant no harm, so he simply calmed down and watched the man's performance carefully.
"alright!"
In just a few breaths, the thin man had already withdrawn his hand and appeared lightly a hundred feet away, "Try the effect!"
This is……?
The mandrill carefully observed the giant blade in his hand. He saw that the blade was full of light and streaks, and its appearance was completely different from before. A trace of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.
"Ouch!!!"
The violent roar sounded again, and a mighty red figure also appeared in sight.
"Just when I was about to test the knife, you actually ran away and threw yourself into a trap?"
Ghost Mandrill no longer hesitated, his foot slipped, and he slashed out with his backhand, hitting Fentianshi in the abdomen. He laughed and said, "That's good, it saved me a lot of trouble."
"puff!"
Unexpectedly, this time, the flaming lion did not turn into the wind, but still maintained the shape of a lion, with a look of pain on his face, and a long knife wound with bone visible on his chest instantly appeared, starting from the waist. The space spread all the way to the shoulders.
Fen Tianshi was actually injured!
