Chapter 8 Chapter 8: The Great Wall of Flesh

The sound of the retreating horn reached the ears of Lang Fanyun and Feng Han. Zunxinmen lost in the first battle. Feng Han looked surprised. How is this possible?Chi Zunxin grew up licking blood from the blades all his life, fighting alone in groups, all outstanding, and with overwhelming military strength, he suffered a disadvantage.It seems that there is a need to re-evaluate the Nujiao Gang. Feng Han said in a deep voice, "Is Ling Zhantian still on the island?" Lang Fanyun slowly opened his eyes and said, "Not here, where?" Feng Han's heart sank. He was not afraid of whether Ling Zhantian was here, but he realized that Lang Fanyun was really in a very relaxed and leisurely state. Compared to himself, he was like a taut string, which was the complete opposite. thousands of miles.

Under the pressure of his ready-to-go momentum, he was able to maintain a state of rest. Waiting is not good. Feng Han decided to make a move. Lang Fanyun's eyes flashed coldly, and he focused on Feng Han. Murderous aura filled the room. Gan Hongqing felt a surge of energy, surging back and forth, stopped involuntarily, and resisted with all her strength. Fortunately, Lang Fanyun created an invisible wall of energy, which offset most of Feng Han's pressure. Even so, Gan Hongqing was still extremely uncomfortable, as if thousands of sharp needles were constantly piercing her skin.

Lang Fanyun has a pair of sharp eyes, and he is examining Feng Han carefully, no details can leak out of his eyes.The movement of his thoughts is hundreds of times faster than that of ordinary people, so that for normal people, a blow that is as quick as lightning, but in his pupils is like an unbearably slow movement. In his field of vision, first of all, Feng Han's feet were bouncing lightly, keeping his body in a state of attacking at any time. As Feng Han's pupils dilated and emitted a strange light, this was a phenomenon of skill accumulation. He even saw the pores exposed on Feng Han's clothes shrink, the aorta on the side of the neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of his hands expanded and contracted, the blood flowed in large quantities and quickly, and his physical strength was exerted to the fullest.

Feng Han made a move. At the same time, Lang Fanyun's hand grasped the cold hilt of the "Rain Overlapping Sword". Feng Han's right shoulder leaned forward slightly, his left foot bounced up, his right foot stepped forward, and his whole body swooped towards the waves and clouds; his left hand was turned behind his back, and his right foot had just stepped forward three feet. Lang Fanyun's "Rain Covering Sword" left its sheath. The knife in his left hand that deters the underworld cuts out a small semicircle from his back, and the tip of the knife points flatly at the throat of the surging clouds five feet away. He bounces his right foot, and his left foot strikes with lightning, like a hungry leopard, pounced on the delicious food.

His "left-hand knife" is like the sharp teeth and sharp claws of tigers and leopards. Lang Fanyun squinted his eyes, he couldn't see Feng Han, his mind was focused on Feng Han's left-handed knife that was slashing towards him. The tip of the knife was like a little cold star, rushing towards his throat. There was a low whistling sound like the chant of a dragon, and the room suddenly burst into a long rain of swords.The world-renowned "Rain-covering Sword Art" is in full swing. Life and death are decided.Success and failure all change in an instant. Gan Hongqing couldn't see anything, she only felt that there were swords and swords in front of her eyes, and the sound of swords and swords was in her ears.

Zunxinmen's speedboats more than doubled from the initial attack, and their strength increased to nearly 2,000 people. Chi Zunxin finally gave the order to attack. More than 300 speedboats spread out in a fan shape, like a fisherman casting a net, and encircled Nujiao Island. This time the enemy deliberately extended the front line to avoid being concentrated and eliminated. You must know that the coastal line of Nujiao Island is long, as long as there is a gap in one place, the entire defense line will collapse completely. The scope of the speedboat attack, in addition to the pier on the east coast, also includes the shoals in the southeast, northeast and north.

Standing on the pier, Shangguan Ying was frightened, the opponent was too strong, if they hadn't used the equipment left by Ling Zhantian just now, they would have been wiped out by now. Thinking of this, my heart skipped a beat, thinking that the Nujiao Temple located under the main peak was exactly Ling Zhantian's design, easy to defend but difficult to attack. It would be unlucky to fight head-on with the enemy now, why not retreat to the palace and defend against danger, it is far better than being slaughtered here. Shangguan Ying thought of this, and shouted to the drummer on the tall building: "Withdraw to the Fury Temple!"

Dozens of subordinates around him were all stunned. The drums of retreat sounded. The more than 2,000 elites who were about to defend the coast flowed back to the island like a tide. The Nujiao Hall is located under the Nujiao Peak standing in the center of the island. There is only one stone step about 300 levels long, winding and extending up to the main entrance of the main hall. Difficult to cross. In the past, Ling Zhantian personally supervised the work, hired all local craftsmen and craftsmen, and managed it for ten years before he was done. There is a square in front of the Nujiao Temple. The entrance of the square is guarded by two stone dragons with claws and claws. One dragon looks towards the main hall, and the other dragon with blood-red eyes looks down at the stone steps leading up. It is responsible for guarding.

They are the symbols of honor and disgrace of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang. The light in the room fades away. The waves turned, the clouds turned and the rain turned, and the sword returned to its sheath. Feng Han retracted the saber in his left hand to his back. Sitting and standing, it seems that he has not moved his hands. Although Gan Hongqing was on the spot, her eyes were dazzled by the waves and sword rain, and she couldn't see anything else at all. For a moment, she couldn't even hear the sound of the sword under the touch. The time for the two to fight seemed to be completed in an instant, and it seemed to last forever.

It was an indescribable moment. Feng Han's face suddenly turned pale, followed his eyes to his nose, his nose to his heart, and it took a while before he returned to his previous appearance. Gan Hongqing knew that Feng Han was injured, but on the surface there was no scar at all. Lang Fanyun still sat there with a big face, squinting his eyes, half asleep, half awake, I don't know if he is happy or angry. Feng Han's eyes flashed coldly, he stared at Lang Fanyun and said, "Brother Lang's cultivation in the way of swords has greatly surpassed the past, which made me very surprised. You must know that although the universe has no limit, manpower is always limited. Every time you reach a certain stage, you are often bound by your physical strength, unable to go beyond, and difficult to make progress." After a pause, as if thinking about the words to speak, he continued: "Brother Lang's current state has broken through the limitations of physical strength. Entering into the supreme state of swordsmanship, the achievements are unimaginable and limitless." There was a look of admiration in his eyes, the only thing that could tempt him in this world was the pursuit of martial arts.

Lang Fanyun smiled slightly and said, "I'm only walking half a step faster than Brother Feng, how dare I boast about it, but just now Brother Feng used his kung fu to suppress the injury, but it will take at least half a year longer for you to fully recover." The two chatted in depth, like old friends for many years, without the slightest trace of meeting enemies just now. Gan Hongqing's confusing performance by the two made her head several times bigger. Feng Han replied slowly: "Earlier, with a breath of true energy, I dived to the island from Chi Zunxin's boat, so I was able to come here without anyone noticing. The soldiers are in panic and chaos. I want to leave the island safely. How can I not suppress my injuries? , In fact, it has to be like this." He spoke with a calm demeanor, as if he was not talking about his own problems, compared to before the fight, he seemed to have changed to another person, and now it is everyone's demeanor. Lang Fanyun opened his eyes, his radiance pierced through Feng Han, and said solemnly: "Brother Feng, I have a question that has been pending for many years, and I hope Brother Feng can confirm it himself." Feng Han pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a rare smile, as if he had already understood Lang Fanyun's question, and said, "Brother Lang, please tell me." Lang Fanyun said: "The last time we fought against this time, Brother Feng only had 'killing power' but no 'killing intent'. Brother Feng can teach me." Gan Hongqing's interest was aroused at this time. The first duel between Feng and Lang was because Feng Han's mistress Gong Rongyue was killed by Lang Fanyun, so she became a deadly enemy, so Feng Han wanted to kill Lang Fanyun and then quickly How could he not have any killing intent towards Lang Fanyun; but since Lang Fanyun said this, he naturally wouldn't just talk about it. Feng Han said: "I also know that you can't hide this matter from you. Gong Rongyue and Feng Mou have already done their best, and what she did was cruel and vicious. If Feng Mou hadn't taken her life because of some old feelings, Apart from Brother Lang, Feng Mou not only does not resent, but is very grateful." Gan Hongqing feels that the two people's exchange is strange and bizarre. If this is the case, why is Feng Han pressing each other so hard? Feng Han continued: "It's hard to find an opponent, especially at our level, who don't want to fight pointlessly. So before today, apart from you and me, none of the top ten masters have ever competed, let alone fought each other with their lives. I You can't be bold enough to force people to fight, let alone this is not something that can be forced." Having said that, he raised his head and said after a while: "So that day I made the same mistake and pretended to take revenge, so I got to fight brother Lang twice. A good opportunity for a duel, happy, happy!" A look of joy and joy. Gan Hongqing thought to himself that it was this kind of obsession with martial arts that allowed him to advance to this level of Dao of the Sword. There was a burst of drumming in the distance. Lang Fanyun snorted, and said strangely: "Shangguanying is not simple, he actually advances and retreats." Gan Hongqing was also stunned, thinking that this was not a formal signal to withdraw from the Wrath Dragon Palace. The sound of the drum reminded the three that there was another life-and-death struggle in the outside world. Lang Fanyun said: "Brother Feng, I have something to ask you." Feng Han responded quickly: "But it's okay to say." Lang Fanyun raised his chin, turned to Gan Hongqing who was behind him and said: "This girl betrayed Gan Luo, her life is at stake, and there is no place for her here, please take her away from this island, brother Feng To a safe place, the little brother will feel at ease." Gan Hong's blue eyes turned red, Lang Fanyun was really thoughtful, he really didn't want to stay here, with Feng Han escorting him, he was better than a thousand horses and thousands of troops, but he was attached in his heart, and he didn't want to leave this special man. Feng Han said: "It's just a trivial matter, Brother Lang, don't worry." These two words decided Gan Hongqing's fate. Gan Hongqing hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words. Lang Fanyun looked out the window. The sky was beginning to turn pale. Dawn finally came. Day drives out night. In the fresh air, there was a strong smell of blood. On the more than 300 long stone steps that stretch upwards, there are corpses and stumps of both the enemy and the enemy. At least three hundred people fell in a pool of blood on the stone steps. The attack has only just begun. Under the leadership of the remaining six killing gods under Chi Zunxin's seat, Zunxinmen broke through the blockade of the Nujiao Gang at a distance of nearly 100 levels like a bayonet with a thunderous momentum. . At this point, the progress slowed down. The mountain narrowed, and the width of the stone steps was only five feet. People walk side by side. The long drive turned into a bloody battle step by step. The sound of shouting and killing shook the entire climbing stone steps leading to the Furyong Temple. This Nujiao Temple is good for defense and bad for offense. If it weren't for Zunxinmen, there are masters such as "Snake God" Yuan Zhirou, "Rage Stick" Cheng Ting, "Heart Piercing" Fang Henghai, "Hercules" Chu Qi, "Rainstorm Knife" Fan Sha and "Sand Scorpion" Cui Duji, the six famous murderers took turns to attack, and the red scarf bandit had been driven down the stone steps. Slowly but progressing, Zunxinmen's Megatron Red Scarf Bandits advanced to about 150 steps in the middle of the stone steps. Blood flowed from the soldiers on both sides and flowed down the stone steps. The red scarf trampled on the dead man's body, madly attacking upwards. The fighters of the Angry Dragon Sect knew that this was a moment of life and death, and by using high and low power, they recklessly attacked the attacking enemy. Long arrows flew in the air. The two sides were like two tides rushing against each other, one rolled up and the other crashed down, splashing bloody waves in the middle of the stone steps. Chi Zunxin was at the foot of the mountain, with twelve men lined up behind him.Every man has several different weapons on his body, which are all strange and strange.These are all prepared for Chi Zunxin to use at any time.Every time Chi Zunxin confronts the enemy, he chooses the weapon that can best restrain the opponent, so he can get twice the result with half the effort and win the victory by killing the enemy. Chi Zunxin is tall and mighty, with torch-like eyes, long hair hanging down his shoulders, and wearing a black robe. After a round of hand-to-hand combat, the Red Scarf Pirate advanced to the 210th stone step, which was only a little over a hundred steps. Seeing that it was still difficult for his side to gain the upper hand, Chi Zunxin had a fierce look in his eyes, and said: "Okay! Shangguan Fei has a son like this, and he has no regrets." The counselor "Poison Scholar" Xia Yunkai hurriedly responded: "What the sect master said is very true. In our original calculation, the Nujiao Gang Ling Zhantian had already left, and Feng Han was found to restrain Lang Fanyun. The younger generation is not easy to catch, but it is so difficult to deal with." Chi Zunxin snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction in his heart. He lost a lot of manpower tonight, and Xiang E's death in battle was an irreparable loss, which would greatly hinder the development of unifying the underworld in the future.If Gan Luo knew it, he should chuckle in the dark.But this road to hegemony has come to the middle, no matter which way you go, forward or backward, it is so far away and laborious. The Red Scarf Pirates advanced another 20 stone steps, and now there are more than 80 stone steps left in the square in front of Li Nujiao Temple, and the shouting and killing became more intense. Shi Jiaolong at the top of the stone steps looked down at the evil fight on the stone steps with cold eyes. Shangguan Ying and a group of his generals looked in the same direction as Shi Jiaolong, monitoring the situation of the enemy and us, the difference was that their eyes were emitting flames of hatred. The enemy will soon attack the front of the temple. Shangguan Ying shouted: "Set up the formation!" The sound of gold and iron resounded in unison in front of the hall. More than a thousand angry dragon warriors, holding spears, lined up in the open space in front of the hall. There are sharp semicircular spikes tied to the ankles and elbows of these fighters, and another spike is tied to the toe of the shoe, a pair of equipment for close combat. The tips of more than a thousand spears are all blue, obviously soaked in poison. This is the secret weapon of the Nu Jiao Gang's "Poison Spear" formation. Back then, Ling Zhantian specially designed it according to the environment in the square in front of the Nu Jiao Temple. The venom of the spear tip is made from the saliva of 18 kinds of poisonous snakes. There are 12 large barrels in total. They are usually kept in the basement of the Nujiao Hall. When life and death arise, as long as the spear tip is immersed in the venom, it will become a powerful poison. The murder weapon is convenient and easy, and the lethality is more than doubled quickly. For a long time, Shangguan Ying and Zhai Yushi did not take this kind of tactic of using poison seriously, thinking that it was not the work of a big gang, but at this desperate time, they realized that Ling Zhantian was thoughtful and useful. Under Ling Zhantian's guidance, this battle formation has been rehearsed thousands of times. At that time, only unpoisoned spears were used, and it was the first time that they were actually poisoned. Shangguan Ying and the others saw that the spear array was in a stance, and felt a little settled. Then Shangguan Ying couldn't help but said: "It would be great if Uncle Ling was here, only he can exert the greatest power of the spear array." Zhai Yushi smiled bitterly, nodded helplessly and said: "If there are Deputy Ling and Langshou, even if Chi Zunxin has six arms and three heads, there is nothing to be afraid of." Liang Qiumo said in a deep voice: "I have a very strange intuition, that is, I have never believed that Deputy Commander Ling will obey orders to leave Nujiao Island, although according to his eyeliner, he is indeed on the way away from here." Fanyun's thoughts are similar, the difference is that Lang Fanyun firmly believes in his own judgment, while he is in the stage of doubt. Shangguan Ying was lost in thought, as if he was trying to find some long-forgotten memories. Qi Changzheng said: "The island belongs to the confidantes of Deputy Ling's system, and they all disappeared. It would be unbelievable to say that someone is not secretly presiding over the overall situation." In their tone, they re-established their respect for the first generation of the Nujiao Gang. A heroic character, with real respect. Shangguan Ying recovered from his contemplation, glanced at the Nu Jiao Temple behind him, and said in a deep voice: "I remember that when my father was dying, he mentioned that there was a secret passage in the Nu Jiao Temple, which can go directly from the foot of the mountain to the back of the hall. You can ask for details. Uncle Ling." An embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he continued: "After my father died, I have been too busy. By the time I wanted to ask about this matter, everyone's relationship has become very bad..." There was a look of understanding on everyone's face. Just as he was about to say more, the shouts of killing from the bottom of the mountain increased, and the murderers of Zunxinmen pushed up dozens of steps, leaving Shi Jiaolong guarding the mountain road, there were more than ten stone steps left, Shangguan Ying's complexion changed, and he ordered: " Ready to respond." Immediately, a group of nearly a hundred warriors rushed out from the poisonous spear formation, with blue bark and hundreds of sharp spears pointing at the charging enemy, ready to meet the retreating warriors. The remaining six killing gods of Zunxinmen took turns attacking the warriors of the Nujiao Gang who were defending the stone steps. These six people have high martial arts skills, and they strike fiercely. Every time they strike with all their strength, someone will fall down splashed with blood, which accelerates the advance of the red scarf murderer. This time it was "Hercules" Chu Qi's turn. This murderous man's kung fu is all in a pair of iron fists. I saw his luck opened up, a somersault over the Zunxinmen who was attacking in front of him, like a vicious tiger hunting down its prey, it jumped into the blockade of the fighters of the Nujiao Gang, punching, kicking and hitting all kinds of things, Angry Although the fighters of the Jiao gang were desperate to stop them, he still killed more than ten people in a row before he retreated safely to the red scarf bandits, pushing them up a few more levels. He just backed away, "Wrath Staff" Cheng Ting held an iron staff made of fine iron, and grabbed the front forcefully, the staff flew out like the wind, moving left and right, making it impossible for people to grasp the force of his staff.After a while, four people smashed his sternum, and the stone steps were stained with blood. After he did his best, "Rainstorm Knife" Fan Sha immediately made up for it, killing the Nujiao gang howling in misery, blood and flesh flying all over the place. It is unbearable to see. Zunxinmen's strategy was very successful. The six killing gods were ready to attack, and they took turns to attack with all their strength, and soon reached the end of the stone steps. This time it was "Sand Scorpion" Cui Du's turn, he swung his spear in his hand, shouted loudly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them flew away, and suddenly the enemy retreated up the mountain like a tide. The "Sand Scorpion" Cui Du has rich experience, seeing that the opportunity is not lost, he rushed forward with lightning, and was about to chase after the enemy's tail, killing it to his heart's content. Five or six blue spears stabbed at them from different angles, how amazing he was, the spears flickered, and several spears were pushed aside by him, but the angle of the spears was so clever that he moved forward. The momentum of the charge was completely sealed, and the tip of the spear was obviously poisonous, so he didn't dare to take any risks, so he somersaulted into his own side. The other murderers shouted to kill, and were about to rush forward, at this moment, a strong rain of arrows came, blocking them abruptly, making it difficult to advance. When they were about to charge forward again, the enemy retreated safely. The road leading to the top of the stone steps was deserted. There are only two stone dragons guarding the top of the steps, standing majestically. The "snake god" Yuan Zhirou was the most impatient, and took the lead, rushing to the top of the steps, a large square that could accommodate thousands of people appeared in front of him, more than a thousand soldiers of the Nujiao Gang armed with spears, lined up in a spear array, The other side of the square is waiting. In front of the spear formation stood four young men with resolute expressions. Behind the spear array is the magnificent Fury Temple. In such a formation, even the daring Yuan Zhirou couldn't help hesitating for a while. Behind her, other killing gods and red scarf bandits swarmed up and quickly filled the square here, forming a confrontational situation. There was a gap in the red scarf bandit's side, and a tall, sturdy, mighty man in black robe came out in a row, followed by twelve murderers, carrying all kinds of different sharp weapons, followed closely behind. superior. It is the well-known overlord of the bandits in the Western Frontier, the "Rogue Overlord" Chi Zunxin. The six gods of death lined up behind him. The moment to decide the outcome is just around the corner. Chi Zunxin snorted coldly and said hello several times. Shangguan Ying said: "Chizun believes that you, the devil king, finally took action personally." Chi Zunxin smiled at the sky and said: "Ling Zhantian is indeed an outstanding man of his generation. I have heard for a long time that he is proficient in the art of marching and arranging formations. In today's battle, under his reputation, there are no worthless soldiers. It is an honor for you to lose." Shangguan Ying said: "If Uncle Ling is here today, you will die without a place to bury you." His tone revealed his respect for Ling Zhantian. Chi Zun said: "Okay! Father Tiger has no dogs. If anyone can stand in my way today, I, Chi Zun, will turn around and leave." He originally planned to kill all the strangers in this place as soon as he came up. Venting the anger in my heart, I saw the situation and knew that although I can surely win, the poisonous spear can also seriously injure my own vitality, so I start with strategy, first use the power to chill the enemy's courage, and then calmly make a plan.He can dominate the underworld and has his own means. Qi Changzheng yelled, and strode out with a knife in his hand. Everyone wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Chi Zunxin shot two cold lights from his eyes, glanced up and down Qi Changzheng several times, and said coldly: "It's fine to deal with you empty-handed." All the murderers behind him laughed together, full of contempt. Nu Jiao helped others feel the same way, and was extremely indignant. Qi Changzheng was furious in his heart, but tonight the enemy was fierce and stubborn, so he had already put away his pride, knowing that this was a matter of his own life and death, the more the enemy underestimated the enemy, the more beneficial he was, so he didn't make a sound, he bowed his body forward and swung his sword Hit Chi Zunxin directly. Chi Zunxin remained silent, watching the trajectory of the enemy's saber attack coldly, until the blade was three inches away from the door, and with a move of his feet, he dodged to the dead corner on Qi Changzheng's right side where the saber could not reach. Qi Changzheng was terrified, and was about to turn around to carry the saber, when Chi Zunxin kicked out with his left foot, sweeping towards his left leg, it turned out that Qi Changzheng's saber moves in a wild and fierce way, and the most important thing is to have a firm foot.Therefore, when advancing and retreating, one foot is always on the ground, the other is moving, one is empty and the other is solid, and supports the center of gravity. Chi Zunxin has good eyesight, and this kick is the moment when Qi Changzheng's left foot is used as the center of gravity, and the timing is impeccable. Qi Changzheng was distraught, he had no choice but to quickly shift his weight to his right foot, and fell sideways, turning his sword to protect his vitals, losing all his advantages. Chi Zunxin shouted: "The third trick!" Taking advantage of the momentum, he rushed into the light of Qi Changzheng's saber, and punched the back of the saber. Qi Changzheng only felt a strong force like a mountain torrent coming from the blade, the sword fell to the ground with a clang, spurting blood from the mouth, and turned and fell ten steps away. Zhai Yushi and Liang Qiumo rushed out together to help. Chi Zunxin stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of chasing him. The red scarf bandits laughed happily. Everyone in Nujiao Gang turned pale. Qi Changzheng was helped back into the spear formation. Although his life was not in danger, he had already lost his ability to fight. This is known as the No. 1 master of the younger generation of the Nujiao Gang, but he is not the three-in-one general under Chi Zunxin's subordinates. Chi Zunxin said in a deep voice: "Who else wants to try again?" Shangguan Ying's face was red and white, he didn't know whether he should go to battle in person.His martial arts and Qi Changzheng are only on par, how can he please?Chi Zunxin is worthy of being ranked among the top ten masters of the underworld. At this time, Shangguanying only thought of "Rain-Overturning Sword" Lang Fanyun, only he can fight against this devil. The red scarf thief is eager to try, gearing up. Fang Henghai, the "heart-piercing thorn" among the six gods of death, said: "Why use the sect master to take action? Fang Henghai's heart-piercing thorn alone is enough to ensure that they don't have twenty-five generals." Ten He" was said in a high-pitched voice, full of contempt. The other Zunxinmen laughed together. Circumstances determine everything, and the Nujiao Gang suffered a lot of abuse. A series of voices that were deeply familiar to the Nujiao gang sounded from behind the formation: "Fang Henghai, let's make a bet, as long as you can reach 20 times in my hand, I will let you keep the whole body. How do you look?" Everyone in the audience was stunned. A person strode out from the hall. Nu Jiao gang members cheered together. For the first time, Chi Zunxin showed a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Ling Zhantian!" Lang Fanyun estimated that he was right, and he did not leave. The spear formation of the Angry Jiao Gang opened a channel, allowing Ling Zhantian to pass through unimpeded, until the front of the formation, Shangguan Ying looked excited and strode towards Ling Zhantian. Ling Zhantian held up his left hand and clasped it tightly with Shangguan Ying's right hand. Eyes met. Through the clasped hands, all misunderstandings and grievances are disintegrated, which represents the rebuilding of a new relationship between the new generation and the old generation. Ling Zhantian said: "Guangzhu, you deserve it." Shangguan Ying was so excited that he couldn't make a sound. Chi Zun said: "Brother Ling, it's been a long time." Ling Zhantian let go of his clenched hands, turned around and glanced at the crowd behind him, then turned to Shangguan Ying and said, "Guard Master, please let the right vanguard Ling Zhantian fight against Fang Henghai." Shangguan Ying heard the string song and understood the elegant meaning, and hurriedly said loudly: "As you please." He thought that he was worthy of Ling Zhantian, hitting the snake with the stick, forcing Fang Henghai to fight a decisive battle first, it was better than challenging Chi Zunxin. Chi Zunxin knew that this had something to do with Fang Henghai's face, so he couldn't shirk it, so he waved his hand to signal Fang Henghai to fight. Fang Henghai grinned grimly, mentioned the famous "heart piercing stab", and strode towards the center of the square. Ling Zhantian's expression was neither surprised nor happy, he slapped the long whip tied around his waist, and the "Ghost Cable" by which he became famous suddenly appeared. Fang Henghai shouted violently, and the sharp thorn in his hand shot towards the charging Ling Zhantian like a powerful arrow, making a loud sound through the air, that speed was indeed astonishing. With a movement of Ling Zhantian's left hand, a ball of black light rose all over the sky, and then turned into a ray of black light, shooting towards Fang Henghai. Fang Henghai retreated quickly, and the sound of Ling Zhantian's black cable breaking through the air sounded in front of him and behind him, and only then did he realize how powerful it was.The heart-penetrating thorn came out from different angles, and the thorns struck more than ten times in an instant.Ling Zhantian ghosted and disappeared, standing in the field, forcing Fang Henghai to spin around in the field, and the field was full of rats. If this continues, he will be exhausted to death. The thieves of Zunxinmen were silent. On the contrary, this time it was the turn of the Nujiao Gang to cheer. "Guinsuo" lives up to its name. Chi Zun's confidence turned brightly. Although Ling Zhantian is not as good as Lang Fanyun, he is also a rare master. He is far better than the six killing gods on his side. Fan Yun hasn't shown up yet, so I don't know if he and Feng Han are both hurt, or even perish together, that would be very ideal. The sound of fighting in the arena stopped. The situation has changed drastically. Ling Zhantian's long rope followed Fang Henghai's water thorns, coiled up like a poisonous snake, and reached his shoulders. The long rope was tightened, and the two were competing for internal strength. The long rope kept shaking, showing that the inner strength of the two people was fighting fiercely through the long rope. This moment is more dangerous than fighting with hands just now, and the loser will die easily. The audience was silent, waiting for the ending to come. Fang Henghai showed a strenuous expression on his face, and suddenly he stopped drinking, and an astonishing scene appeared, his arm was completely severed, and with a pile of flesh and blood, he shot at Ling Zhantian with the tightly wound heart piercing stab. and go.The long rope was like a spring at one end that was tensioned and then relaxed, bouncing back towards Ling Zhantian. With a solemn face, Ling Zhantian exhaled and raised his voice, drew out a dagger with his right hand, and knocked down the piercing heart stab and his arm together with a loud bang, and thus far he won a complete victory. Fang Henghai sealed the acupoints himself to stop the blood from flowing out, with a hideous expression on his face.He was very good. By breaking his own arm, on the one hand, he avoided being shocked to death by Ling Zhantian's internal strength, and on the other hand, he tried to win the injury. He used Ling Zhantian's strength to push back the severed arm, but unfortunately he failed. success. The cheers of the Angry Jiao Gang were thunderous, and their morale was greatly boosted. Chi Zunxin's expression remained unchanged, and said: "Brother Ling is extraordinary, how about I let you rest for a while?" Ling Zhantian raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Chi, it is imperative for you and me to fight. It is better to solve it as soon as possible." Chi Zun laughed wildly in faith, said hello several times, and shouted: "Take the armguard." Immediately, a person rushed out from behind, bowed and presented a pair of short blades, gleaming and very sharp. Ling Zhantian was in admiration, Chi Zunxin was very knowledgeable in choosing this pair of armguards and short blades.First of all, the armguard is flexible, which is good for dealing with his erratic Guinsuo, using short to control long.Because even if Chi Zun believed in the ten-foot-long spear, it was still not as long as his Guisuo's three-foot-long spear. The so-called mutual restraint of physical properties, the very short can often control the very long. This kind of reasoning is very ingenious.Secondly, as long as Chi Zunxin can grab the whip and fight hand-to-hand, it will be the moment when Ling Zhantian's doomsday will come. Therefore, Ling Zhantian must force Chi Zunxin to a distance. This kind of fighting is the most exhausting. Physical strength, so almost before making a move, Ling Zhantian already knows that this round will be defeated but not won. But he is the only one left on his own side, and he still has the power to fight. The waves turned over the clouds!Where are you?