"Eat my axe!"
Outside the mountain pass, in the forest of corpses and sea of blood, the armored disciple who knocked Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng out swung the insect arthropods on his back like a giant axe, and struck the two men with an axe.
The two people who had just been hit were in a state of shock. Before they could adjust their posture, they saw the ax coming towards them. Wang Qizheng immediately vibrated the thin wings on his back, bent his knees and lifted them up, and jumped up to avoid the blow. .
Zhang Fei
The armored door showed a ferocious smile, and Snake Xin confided, shouting wildly: "Blood! Blood!"
It's just that the body that was broken into two parts didn't spurt out as much blood as he thought. At the moment it was cut off, Zhang Feixuan's body melted away like ripples of water and disappeared in the air.
"Spell?"
The armor-clad disciple's face was startled, and then he became angry. He turned to look at Zhang Feixuan who appeared on the side, and said viciously: "I hate magic!"
"Xue Feilian!"
Zhang Fei Three deep ravines emerged, splashing a lot of rotten flesh, skin and mud, and they were hit directly.
The appearance of three bloody blades made the armor-clad disciple's pupils shrink, but he did not give way. Instead, he showed a fighting spirit. The countless limbs on his back were broken and his hands were blocked in front of his chest, like a sphere, letting the blood flow. The blade rushed towards him and moved his body back several meters with a bang, cutting off several of his limbs, and then the bloody blade gradually faded and disappeared.
Seeing that the blow had no effect, Zhang Fei
"I'm going to run away from you, motherfucker!"
Wang Qizheng's rough voice immediately sounded from the sky, and his tall body was seen falling quickly. The veins on his fingers were exposed, and there were even thick fur growing out, which penetrated the man's weakly defended back spine like an animal's claws.
call!
But at this moment, several tails of the armored door danced like whips. One of the snake-like tails circled Wang Qizheng's hand. The snake's mouth opened fiercely and bit his wrist. Several others The tail brushed against his body, quickly leaving a few bloody marks.
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
The limbs were spread out like a spider, revealing the maniacal smile of the armored disciple. The hair on the lion's head that occupied most of his chest stood up like needles and suddenly shot out towards Zhang Feixuan in front.
Zhang Feixuan couldn't dodge, so he shook his fan, bringing out a ball of blood and knocking down a large number of flying needles, but some flying needles still poked his body.
laugh!
At this time, Wang Qi grabbed the snake's head and tail with his backhand, flew to his mouth, and grinned: "It's damn poisonous!"
As he spoke, he shook his arm and forced the obviously turbid blood out of the wound on his wrist.
At the same time, Wang Qizheng also tensed his body, forcing out the flying needles of hair that penetrated his body, sinking deeply into the ground of rotten flesh.
"Okay! Great! That's it, let's have a fun fight with one on two!" The armor-clad disciple laughed wildly.
Zhang Feixuan's face was solemn: "Be careful, he just said he called Lian Ren his eldest brother... He is Lian Ting!"
Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth and said: "He robbed me of my goods, of course I know!"
With Zhang Feixuan's cautious temperament, it was impossible not to find out more about Xumi Mai's Armored Sect. After so many years, everyone had become neighbors, and the specific situation had long been known.
Although all the armored sects are known for their bravery, they are either fighting or on the way to fight, killing their fellow sects if no one is killed. They are all a bunch of lunatics.
But madmen also have names, and there are only a few that are the most famous.
Needless to say, Lian Ren, the leader of the Armored Sect, was certainly ranked first.
No. 2 was someone else before, but later became the armored door where Zhang Feixuan was led in last time and was crushed to death by his senior brother.
The third person is now this person, Lian Ting, Lian Ren's biological brother.
It is said to be the fifth level of 'Yongzhi', but it is not clear whether it is true or not.
But it doesn't matter...
Zhang Feixuan asked directly: "I am at the fifth level of 'Yongzhi'. What level are you at?"
People in the armored sect disdain to hide things. You can ask them directly. Sometimes they will tell you without even asking. But if you want to ask, tell your own realm first, and you will definitely get an answer.
"I am also at level five! That's great. If you are too weak, it would be pointless to fight!" Lian Ting replied with a grin as expected.
Zhang Feixuan's scalp felt numb.
Qi refining cultivation actually has little to do with fighting, but some cultivation methods are aimed at fighting.
The Armored Sect itself is exceptionally excellent in combat. Even if they are at the same level, it is enough to deal with the two of them.
If there really was a fight, it was very likely that both of them would have to stay here.
But if he runs away, Zhang Feixuan is confident that he can escape if he pays the price.
But now there are two people...
So, pay the price...
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng, who was behind Lian Ting, looked at each other, and both sides saw similar looks in their eyes.
"Third Junior Brother... we should join hands at this time, right?" Zhang Feixuan said, twitching the corners of his eyes.
"I think so too!" Wang Qizheng lowered his body and said, "We should work together to fight the enemy."
Whoever this armored door hits first will be able to escape...
As for whether the senior brother should punish or not, survival should come first, and the senior brother may not be alive yet.
"Hahaha, that's right, work together to fight me!"
Lian Ting laughed out loud, and his body suddenly turned sideways. The compound eyes on his cheeks did not move, but the eyes above him suddenly split apart. He looked left and right, his hands stretched out, and the limbs behind his back were also twisting and extending. , "Come over quickly! Your position is so good, it is the most suitable position to besiege me. Hurry up! Hurry up!"
It's just that the two people were like pillars, unmoving, just staring at Lian Ting to see where he was going to attack.
"Don't you want to attack? Then I'll attack first!"
Bang!
The footsteps exploded, kicking over the rotten flesh and mud ground, splashing a bunch of disgusting things, Lian Ting ran towards Wang Qizheng madly.
"What the hell!" Wang Qizheng cursed.
Zhang Feixuan looked happy and moved about to escape, but Lian Ting was extremely fast and rushed directly in front of Wang Qizheng. He punched him in the abdomen, causing his upper body to subconsciously lean forward, and then his head was grabbed. It was like a ball thrown directly to Zhang Feixuan who was about to escape.
"I..."
Zhang Fei Even bigger, the lion opened its bloody mouth, and blood gradually emerged from inside...
boom! ! !
