The full book., the fastest update of the latest chapter of the Perspective Medical Saint!

"You are right, you should pursue it now!" Zhan Tianxing gritted his teeth and did not do much recovery. He also moved his hand and controlled the gem crutch again, used the ice thorn, and flew towards the Soul of Pojun.

The soul of Pojun was shocked.

First of all, Chaotian Lao Demon, this rapid attack of space transformation is much more bizarre than space body movements. Even if he knows a little about the principles of space body movements, it will still pose a threat to him.

Secondly, Zhan Tianxing also launched an attack. Although her attack was easier to identify, it could not withstand such a storm-free attack.

This will cause further consumption to him, thus slowly falling into decline.

but.

As a strong man in ancient times, the soul of Pojun who believed in war.

The more time it is to be at this critical moment of life and death, the more exciting the fighting spirit he has on his body.

He is a general born for war. Fighting is his destiny. Fighting in the war is the most proud thing he has in his life!

Immediately, his face looked like a madman.

"Good come, haha, good come. This kind of life-and-death battle really makes me very excited. Next, I will use my limits to fight you to the death!"

The fighting spirit of the Soul of Pojun gushed, as if it were the essence, and his strength rose to another level in an instant.

Faced with the black magic thorn and ice thorn that followed, Pojun's soul shouted loudly, and dragged Fang Tian's painting halberd and rushed towards the two of them, like a fearless human chariot on the battlefield.

Puff puff puff...

There is no doubt that the Black Demon Sprite directly pierced the Soul of Pojun, but it did not pierce the middle of the eyebrows.

As for the ice thorns all over the sky, they penetrated deeply into the body of Pojun Soul, but did not cause fatal damage to him.

That is, in the blink of an eye.

The body of the giant soul of the Pojun pressed over the heads of the two. Fang Tian Painted Halberd, like a collapsed giant pillar of the sky, suddenly slashed towards the two.

faintly, the space passed by Fang Tian's painting halberd pulled out a long black vacuum belt, and the suffocating terrifying momentum suddenly swept across the audience.

The old demon Chaotian and Zhan Tianxing were as if they were trapped in a mud swamp, their bodies were restricted, and their faces began to be frightened and panicked, and even smelled the smell of death...

"It is indeed the soul of the Pojun, which represents the war. This fighting method of killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred of them is probably beyond the expectations of the two, so next..." Lynch shook his head.

Followed!

boom!

With a loud noise that shook the earth, Fang Tian's painting halberd landed fiercely. Unfortunately, because the soul of the Pojun had been attacked before, his accurate head was somewhat deviated and did not hit the two of them steadily, but only hit the ground between them.

but.

Even so.

The old demon Chaotian and Zhan Tianxing were also hit by an unprecedented impact, just like a giant bomb that exploded at their feet.

There is absolutely no less power in this core range.

I saw that in the rolling waves, the two of them flew backwards, hitting the underground rock wall, and smashing a deep pit more than ten meters deep, and vomiting blood.

The entire underground, in this extremely shocking power, instantly turned into a bare plain, and the space expanded out of thin air. The dust and stones really didn't even leave ashes.

If you really want to say, the palace supported by the formation will stand firm.

As for this moment.

The soul of Pojun also made a thud and knelt on the ground with one knee. His entire soul body was depressed, leaving only a dozen meters high.

This attack just now had exhausted his full strength and suffered a huge blow.

But, no matter what, he won, and won the battle tragically.

When the old demon Chaotian and Zhan Tianxing crawled out of the deep pit, they were already covered in blood and blood. They crawled on the ground, gasping for breath, and the breath on their bodies was extremely weak.

"Lost..." Zhan Tianxing's face was already twisted.

The old demon Chaotian was even more bloody and opened his mouth, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Defended generals, do you dare to fight me?" Pojun's soul took a few deep breaths and stood up from the ground with a tough sternness.

Although he was at the end of his poverty, he was much better than the situation of Chaotian Lao Demon and Zhan Tianxing.

They still have the strength to put the two to death.

"Give it, stop him!" Zhan Tianxing panicked.

Since she was proclaimed as a king, she has always been able to deal with it freely, and even in the obstacles of life and death, she can turn danger into danger.

But now, everything seems to have become a fixed number and cannot be reversed at all.

In this panic, she suddenly saw that on the ground, there were still several escorts who were about to die, shouting at them frantically.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain. There was only a pretty strong guard, half of his body left, with his eyes open, and a little bit of consciousness remaining, but it was also equivalent to a living dead.

Dada dada...

The footsteps of the Soul of Pojun are getting closer!

It was like a death knives of death, pounding in Zhan Tianxing's heart.

"No, I can't die yet. The Nansheng Main City has not been brought back yet. I can't die..." Zhan Tianxing's heart burst into a strong sense of unwillingness and endless obsession, which continued to grow.

People often can do anything when they are forced into desperate situations.

Zhan Tianxing used all his last bit of strength, grabbed the void, sucked the guard with a little bit of consciousness left, and threw it hard towards the soul of Pojun.

The guard's eyes were filled with despair, but more of it was disappointment with Zhan Tianxing. Unexpectedly, the Southern Saint Lord, who is known for his kind heart, would become selfish at this time!

"Haha, dying struggle..." The soul of Pojun slapped casually, as if he was slapped off a fly flying over. In an instant, the guard's soul was scattered.

"No, no, no..." Zhan Tianxing's eyes were red, and he kept stretching out his hand and grabbed it in the void, but she really had no strength. Some of the corpses of the guards flew halfway, not even hitting the feet of the Pojun Soul.

finally.

The soul of Pojun stood in front of Zhan Tianxing with one foot, looked at her with a high apology: "You are quite a good opponent, so I decided to give you a pleasure!"

Fang Tian’s painting halberd is raised high and can end as long as it falls.

However.

Just then, a sigh rang out.

This sigh was not small or big, but it seemed particularly harsh at this moment, as if it was a ghost wandering soul, making people shudder.

"Who? Who is it!" Pojun's soul trembled even coldly and subconsciously looked around.

I saw a blurred figure appearing in his sight, and as Lynch untie the hidden divine formation pattern on his body, they finally made it clear and changeable.

Pojun's soul couldn't help but gasp: "Boy, when did you come?"

"Didn't I come long ago?" Lynch's mouth was full of fun: "Well, I just watched a wonderful duel."

"What?" Pojun's soul trembled.

Thriller!

It's really terrifying!

Who would have thought that after so long they fought, there was still someone else who stayed here silently!

"Why is it you!" Zhan Tianxing saw Lynch's eyes rolling, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Chapter completed!