That urgent call for help immediately made everyone dumbfounded.
"How long does it take to breathe? I've just opened the window, and now I'm calling for help?"
"No, I was just talking about who can win. Why did it end just after I said it?"
"What kind of insight do you have? You dare to challenge me if you can't beat me? You really don't know how to live or die."
"Why bother with him if you can't beat him?"
"It's so crazy to want to be in the limelight!"
Everyone was pointing their fingers, thinking that a good show was about to be performed, but suddenly they found that the show had already finished.
Suddenly it felt boring.
But amid this burst of sighs, a breathtaking dragon roar rushed out from a guest room on the third floor.
I saw an illusory dragon shadow break out of the window and rush straight to the guest room where the battle was taking place on the first floor.
"boom!"
The wooden floor of the guest room instantly flew up, and a piece of earth wall came out of the ground, lying between Wu Nian and Xinghun. Immediately, another high-pitched dragon roar penetrated Wu Nian's ears, and he suddenly fell into a brief state of confusion.
sluggish.
"Emperor and Empress Earth? The soul is like a wandering dragon?"
Wu Nian shook his head and quickly escaped from the chaotic state, but felt a strong heat wave coming from behind him.
Looking back, I saw that the space behind me was completely filled with a dragon shadow, and the space was distorting and oscillating.
The pillars and beams of the restaurant were cracked one by one, and the floor crackled and splattered as the dragon shadow rushed over.
Wu Nian held Bai Hong and turned it like a propeller, completely dissipating the impact of the soul-walking dragon. Then he turned around and stabbed the earth wall with his sword.
When Xinghun saw the earthen wall in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
so close!
If you were one step slower, your life or death would be uncertain.
Just when he relaxed and had a brief moment to think, he discovered that a melody had sounded from nowhere in the world, and it was a melody that made people's blood boil.
It had already sounded at the moment of the battle, but he didn't have time to listen or find out the reason. In just a few breaths, he was beaten from the third floor to the first floor.
This is simply a great shame in his life!
Facing the young boy who looked very young, he didn't even have the chance to resist.
As one of the great protectors of the Yin Yang family, he looked down upon no one except Donghuang Taiyi, but now he suffered such a big loss at the hands of this person, and finally had to put down his arrogant attitude and shamelessly ask for help!
Just thinking about it made his face feel hot.
At this time, an urgent urging sound sounded in the room on the second floor above him, penetrated the ceiling, and reached his eardrums.
That was Xiangjun's voice.
"Why don't you leave quickly?"
As soon as Xinghun made a move, he heard the cold voice of the mysterious young man coming from behind the wall.
"You can't leave!"
"boom!"
The earth wall was torn apart at this moment, and among the splashing earth, the remnant of a huge sword rushed out and took his head directly from his neck.
"clang!"
Xinghun hurriedly gathered his air blade to block, and felt that as soon as the weapons came into contact, a strong impact was transmitted from his air blade to his whole body.
The air blade clicked, like broken pieces of pink glass, flying everywhere.
The whole person suddenly bowed into a shrimp under the impact of this huge force, and a mouthful of bright red spurted out from his mouth uncontrollably, sprinkling on the blade of the giant sword.
"boom!"
The wooden wall of the room was smashed through by his body, and he flew backwards for more than ten meters until he hit the trunk of a pine tree in the middle of the courtyard.
The pine tree shook violently, and densely packed pine needles fell to the ground.
Xinghun felt like there were stars in his eyes, and the world was spinning. He couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or reality. He was only reminded by the overwhelming pain coming from all the bones in his body.
die!
Approaching!
His small body slid down the tree trunk, and he sat paralyzed with his back against the tree trunk, feeling the smell of blood in his throat rushing straight into his nose.
The second mouthful of blood spurted onto the pine leaves covering the ground.
Wu Nian was about to pursue him, but in an instant another earth wall broke out of the ground, blocking his way.
"Moon God! Take him away!" Xiang Jun urged with an almost roaring voice.
He was standing in the room on the second floor at the moment, with most of his energy focused on the earthen wall of the room on the first floor below.
Just as I urged Luna, I heard a gritted threat coming from downstairs!
"Want to die for him? I'll help you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Jun felt a cold pain on his toes. When he lowered his head, he saw that the blade of a giant sword had penetrated the floor and passed through his toes.
The part of the cyan boot toe that was cut diagonally was still stained with blood.
He was immediately shocked!
"My feet!"
The wooden planks on the ground made a sour cutting sound. It penetrated the floor, and the exposed half of the sword quickly moved across the floor, cutting several gaps.
"boom!"
A figure instantly broke through the barrier between the first and second floors and appeared a few steps away from Xiangjun.
The broken wooden boards that were blown away fell between the two of them, blocking their sight from time to time.
Xiangjun didn't react hurriedly. He knew that he couldn't escape this way, but would expose his back to his opponent.
So, he stood quietly, staring at Wu Nian, letting the fallen pieces of wood block Wu Nian's figure from time to time, but he remained motionless.
However, the sweat beads on his cheeks slowly slid down and began to gather on the tip of his chin.
This had exposed his deepest fears.
He is also afraid of death!
In this world, only people who have been brainwashed can be brave and not afraid of death.
That kind of person is called a dead man.
But his Xiangjun is obviously not among them.
But now, facing a life-and-death crisis, all his masterly demeanor has to be put aside.
The melody of "The Strong Enemy Is Present" has reached its climax in his ears, but he is not distracted at the moment and is fully focused on preparing to face the enemy.
Only when facing an opponent head-on can he have a chance. Otherwise, once Lu Yie runs away, he will not be able to cope with the opponent's extremely fast and sharp killing moves.
Cold sweat kept gathering on the tip of his chin. At this moment, he was finally overwhelmed and reached the critical point.
"Crack!"
A large drop of cold sweat escaped from his chin and dripped on his incomplete left boot.
In an instant, Xiang Jun turned around suddenly, pushed his hands forward, and a waist-thick blue stone pillar instantly condensed out, facing the tip of the giant sword that suddenly stabbed from behind.
A master's intuition.
It is most vividly reflected in this moment.
"clang!"
The sparks from the collision of gold, iron and solid stone illuminated the dark parts of the entire room.
The stone pillars collapsed piece by piece from the impact point, and then condensed little by little, always maintaining a relatively balanced state.
Wu Nian held the hilt of the sword and suddenly shook it. The giant white rainbow quickly turned like an electric drill, stirring up endless sparks on the head of the stone pillar.
The stone pillars were shattered inch by inch, and countless pieces of gravel flew like a spiral vortex, penetrating the walls and floors of the room, leaving behind dense holes.
"Bang bang bang..."
Rubbles shot out of the room like bullets flying around, and the tenants watching outside heard howls from time to time.
The sound of windows closing was endless.
The railings and pillars of the corridor are filled with gravel chips.
I could faintly hear howling coming from the guest room.
"Who placed the hidden weapon?" This chapter has been completed!