"Zhenjun Chen Yang, if you kill my mount, I will kill your mount today." Zhenjun Changheng saw the White Tiger Demon being severely injured by it. He was immediately confident and ignored Chen Yang, but once again focused his energy on the second attack.
Continue to lock the white tiger demon.
"You can come here, sir, I'm not afraid." The white tiger demon howled, emboldening himself and cheering him up. He was losing anyway, and he couldn't lose too badly.
"I will help you if you don't care whether you live or die." True Lord Chang Heng was so furious that even a mere mount dared to shout in front of him.
The ax manifested again, fell from the sky, and locked onto the white tiger demon.
The people watching the battle below were also very excited, feeling that neither Chen Yang nor Chen Yang's mount, the Great White Tiger Demon, knew what was good or bad, and felt unfair for True Lord Changheng.
Chen Yang did not speak, but had been paying attention to the situation of Renshu Xiaoding, and asked secretly: "How is it? Have you made a mark?"
"It's not even close." Renshu Xiaoding felt a little regretful.
"If you try it again, can you succeed?" Chen Yang was a little anxious.
"Zhenjun Changheng is very strong, and there is already a vague power of the avenue around him. These powers of the avenue have a great interference ability for me. However, if I successfully mark the mark this time, it will not be so difficult next time.
"Ren Shu Xiao Ding responded. He was also very nervous. He also understood that the White Tiger Demon could only block it one more time. After that, he could no longer share the pressure with it.
"I took a big risk for you. If I fail, my journey in the world will fail." Chen Yang said.
"I'll do my best," Renshu Xiaoding responded, but he couldn't guarantee it.
At this point, Chen Yang has no room to retreat, otherwise he will really lose his wife and lose his troops. He will really be considered by the world as arrogant and ignorant, and he will miss the opportunity to achieve complete success in the world.
Therefore, Chen Yang repeated his old tricks again, using the same moves again, using the Eye of Destiny in conjunction with Renshu Xiaoding, to launch an attack on True Lord Changheng.
This time, Zhenjun Changheng couldn't stand it any longer, and snorted coldly: "Zhenjun Chen Yang, is this what you need to live up to my good intentions? Don't say I'll hit you again, even if I'm hit by you again.
Even if you try ten times, you can't hurt my origin, you can't really hurt me."
"Don't worry, I'm just borrowing your help to hone my magical powers." Chen Yang could only respond like this.
"It must succeed!" Chen Yang prayed secretly in his heart. Ever since he came from Thunder and walked around the world as the descendant of Thunder, no battle has been as tense as now.
He made a big bet this time. If he succeeds, he will gain a lot. But if he fails, he will not only lose the opportunity, but also lose his face.
Of course, he is not simply unsure. After all, Renshu Xiaoding is one of the three great wonders, and at least so far, it has never let him down.
"It's done!"
Finally, Chen Yang heard the long-lost words, the voice he was most looking forward to at the moment. Renshu Xiaoding came over and successfully completed the mark on True Lord Changheng.