"Yang Festival!!!"
Zhu Lu roared angrily, mixed with uncontrollable heartache.
He single-handedly carried three master-level masters, but he still had the upper hand... If it hadn't been for the cover and attack of those insidious firearms in the distance, he would have won a complete victory.
But with the death of Bishop Yang Jie.
After Hao Cang joined the battle... his pressure suddenly increased.
At this time, Zhu Lu was already filled with regret.
Too much trust.
I thought this was just a simple mission, but four bishop-level deserters set out to capture a young human being in their twenties or thirties.
He was confident that Huang Jin could resist the Huang Sacred Bones, but he ignored that Fang Zheng was actually a very strong opponent. Although his strength alone was not yet at the level of a god, he was clearly able to compete with Jiuchen, and even relied on those two handles. Weird weapons can also take the initiative.
But now the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller.
If this continues, there will be no hope of escape.
He dodged to avoid a grandmaster's attack, reached out and pinched a salt bullet that hit his heart. He ignored the slight burning sensation in his fingertips, snorted coldly, and flicked it back.
The elite sniper in the distance who had caused him a lot of troubles fell to the ground immediately.
The god-level desolate man's methods are extraordinary. Although he is extremely restricted, it is still easy to kill several people on the other side. However, the more the battle goes on, the more he finds that there is a sea of people around him, three circles inside and three outside, and the dead are blocked. There is no way to escape death.
Even though they were besieged, they were able to advance and retreat with confidence.
But Zhu Lu's many years of combat experience made him understand how bad the situation was at this time...
There is no hope of victory now. No matter how much you want to complete the mission, it doesn't matter if you kill Fang Zheng, it is useless if you can't take him away.
You can only keep a useful body to wait for the opportunity to be used.
wait until……
suitable time.
"Jiuchen!!!"
A long roar.
As Zhu Lu roared, the true energy in his body roared and erupted like a flaming volcano, and the scorching air flow swept in all directions. For a time, his body expanded rapidly.
Show your true colors?
Liusu's pupils shrank, and she inexplicably remembered the several Dark Alliance desolate people she had fought with before. These desolate people also had similar abilities, but they appeared with the help of human bodies, but these desolate people had just left the desolate people. World, where can we use the human body to...
Her heart sank slightly.
Could it be a hidden abyss...
But the reality did not give Liusu much chance to think about it. As Zhu Lu's body gradually returned to the posture of a deserted man, his strength also increased exponentially. Even Haocang was hit hard after a head-on collision with him. Fly out.
Zhu Lu roared and rushed towards Jiuchen who was fighting with Fang Zheng.
Behind him, Tassel Hongyu slashed down with a sword.
Although it was a broken blade, the B-class weapon was still extremely powerful in her hands.
He slashed at Zhu Lu's back, and his skin and flesh were immediately torn apart.
And Fang Zheng snorted coldly, and the white flying sword struck directly at Zhu Lu.
Zhu Lu was already thinking of death. Even though the flying sword was coming with great force, the endless edge made him feel terrified... He couldn't help but think of Discord's painful roar in his mind.
But so what about the pain.
There is no chance of survival now, and we must escape, escape... Although Fang Zheng's strength is not weak, it is not as good as the god-level desolate man.
As long as one person escapes, at the right time, he can easily recapture the sacred bones of the wilderness!
Hold the flying sword in your backhand.
The boundless sharp edge immediately cut off all five of his fingers.
Zhu Lu grunted and hit the flying sword away with all his strength, but the severe pain he imagined did not come.
Only one of this kid's two weapons has a miraculous effect on us deserters.
luck!
"Let's go!"
Zhu Lu directly hugged Jiuchen and rushed towards the outside of Xuexiao Gorge. However, in this way, his back was completely exposed to everyone.
Behind him, there were several bang bang bang sounds.
He had been hit by several salt bombs one after another.
You Qi Haocang's fatal palm hit him hard on the back...
Zhu Lu screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.
But his steps were faster.
Jiuchen exclaimed: "Zhu Lu!"
"Do not talk!"
Transformed into a desolate man, his body was much larger than that of an ordinary human being. Zhu Lu helped Jiuchen block all harm.
He screamed in pain: "Survive, Jiuchen, survive!"
In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the vast wind and snow.
"go!!!"
Fang Zheng gave a low shout and Xian Yu flew away with his sword.
Even though they can't be seen with the eyes, the realm of spiritual consciousness can still seal the traces of the two of them.
Hearing the sound behind him, Zhu Lu dodged to avoid it, but the flying sword was so fast that he could only dodge past the vital position in time, and the flying sword pierced directly through his shoulder bone.
Due to his care, Jiuchen was not injured...but Zhu Lu seemed to be injured more seriously than the previous slap from Hao Cang.
Wailed.
The body began to emit burning white smoke.
But with the help of this fatal force, his speed became even faster...
"Zhu Lu!!!"
"You have to get out!"
Zhu Lu gasped and ran forward.
He staggered on his feet and gasped: "Escape. One of Fang Zheng's two flying swords will not cause fatal damage to us. If you have noticed this before, he may not be your opponent."
The words fell.
The sword light flew past again.
There was another hideous wound, burning Zhu Lu's internal organs from the wound inwards.
"We failed, but we still have a chance!"
Zhu Lu blasted the flying sword away with one palm.
But from the location of the wound to all directions, his body seemed to be burned by high temperature.
Gradually turned into coke.
The life is peeling off.
But burning vitality explodes with unparalleled power!
So fast that even Xianyu Feijian couldn't react in time, and the two of them rushed directly out of Fang Zheng's realm of consciousness!
Zhu Lu gritted his teeth and said: "Heal your injury, wait for the right time, wait for the time when Fang Zheng is alone, go find the Dark Alliance, with their help, Fang Zheng is no match for you, you must bring back the Holy Bones of the Desolation Huangting, let your Majesty personally inspect the authenticity of this Huangting sacred bone!"
While talking.
His legs were shattered like glass, and he fell to the ground. He used his last strength to shout: "Escape, survive, escape!"
Jiuchen screamed in pain.
Not daring to look back at the dying Zhu Lu behind him, he fled away into the distance.
The figure quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.
The cold ice rain slapped his face randomly, but it made Jiuchen feel calmer than ever before.
good.
Zhu Lu is right. This Fangzheng is very strong, but he is obviously not at the level of a god-level desolate man. If I fight alone, there is no doubt that I have a higher chance of winning.
If there is also the help of the Dark Alliance, taking advantage of his unpreparedness... this time he discovered the clue. There are too many human masters around him, but he cannot always let the human masters protect him.
I have to endure it.
As long as I join the Dark Alliance, as long as I wait patiently for a while.
At most a year and a half, by then, I will already know that this flying sword from Founder poses a limited threat to me... In other words, even if it is a bet, I will have at least half a chance of winning!
Ahead is a strange human world!
But Jiuchen couldn't care anymore, he only knew how to escape... He only knew that he must not waste the opportunity Zhu Lu fought for himself.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
A strange feeling arises in my body... By the way... I still need to cure the poison in my body.
His figure quickly disappeared among the numerous blockades of Xuexiao Gorge. If a god-level desolate man just wanted to escape, no one could stop him.
Behind, Fang Zheng and others quickly caught up.
"This desolate bishop is also dead!"
Hao Cang looked at Zhu Lu who was completely silent on the ground, and even his body had begun to carbonize.
He knew his palm clearly... Zhu Lu obviously died in Fang Zheng's hands.
That flying sword is so powerful.
He glanced at Fang Zheng in shock, and then sighed: "It's a pity that a deserter bishop escaped. Sect Leader Fang, the other party is coming for you. Judging from their momentum, I'm afraid they won't give up so easily. If the other party enters the human race World, I’m afraid you have to be careful in the future.”
A strange smile appeared on Fang Zheng's face, as if he remembered something.
He said: "It doesn't matter, just run away. He is already in my hands and can't escape."
