Zhu Xianyao is the eldest lady of the various families, the first in line heir, and you must never lose.
So he can only resist!
Hard resistance!
For the first time, the body shield appeared on Uncle Eleven, and at the same time the red tide swept forward, recoiled forward, and made a frontal confrontation with Zhang Tingyue and the others.
At the same time, the attacks from Zhang Tingyue and others also came surging, and the two powerful forces once again hedged, but this time, Uncle Eleven did not take advantage of the unprecedented. The soaring wave swept into the sky, blowing in both directions at the same time. Although Zhang Tingyue and the others were shocked and retreated, the face of Uncle Eleven also rarely showed a blush.
He blocked this blow, but it consumed him greatly.
The battle of the sly heart demon king has always been not based on hard combat, but based on the erratic body method to come and go without a trace as the main combat method. It is not that there are no means to suppress everyone, but it is not normal after all.
But just when he thought he had solved the trouble, Zhang Tingyue realized something and shouted, "Attacking that woman!"
Speaking out of the palm.
Greenwood palm, hand around Jingjing!
Under the palm of the green wood, everything grows, thorns and branches grow horizontally, forming a green natural enemy, directly trapping Zhuxianyao, making her unable to escape.
Others also realized this, and at the same time attacked Zhu Xianyao, Zhong Shisi even brushed the ground, three consecutive blood clones killed Zhu Xianyao from different directions.
Uncle Eleven was furious, and shot out three consecutive palms, hitting the three blood clones of Zhong Fourteen. But what he was facing was not a clock fourteen. Just as he received the attack of clock fourteen, more attacks came one after another.
Originally, with these attacks, Uncle Eleven could dodge seven or eight out of ten with his speed, and the remaining two to thirty percent could be easily resisted with his strength.
But now, 90% of the attacks hit Zhu Xianyao.
He can no longer hide, he can only resist!
boom!
The red tide swept through, the flood was flooded, and the eleventh uncle resisted the full impact of more than 20 people with one person.
Still Zheng Bashan.
Among so many people, except for Zhong Fourteen, her attack is the strongest.
A wild punch on the back of Uncle Eleven.
boom!
The shield shattered.
Uncle Eleven suddenly staggered forward, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
"Uncle Eleven!" Zhu Xianyao screamed.
This is the first time, wounded in battle.
Although he would return Zheng Bashan in the next moment with a palm of his hand, the blood at the corner of his mouth gave everyone a confidence and let them see the hope of victory.
As a result, the attack became more fierce.
They rushed up one by one, and flew out again. But as long as you don't die, you will break down again.
They knew very well that the other party had the heart to kill, and if they didn't fight at this time, they would definitely die.
Before the battle, Uncle Eleven's expression had always been calm and calm.
For him, this battle was originally just a massacre. Except for Zhang Tingyue, Zheng Bashan, and Zhong XIV, these three people are worth his effort and effort, others are not even worth his effort.
In his eyes, this battle is just a game.
So he is at ease, so he is in good time.
But when the attack turned to Zhu Xianyao, everything changed.
In order to protect Zhuxianyao, Uncle Eleven is exhausted.
Not only couldn't avoid the attack, but sometimes even sacrificed oneself to resist the damage for Zhu Xianyao. Those minor injuries that may be insignificant to him, may be fatal blows to Zhu Xianyao.
In this case, the situation took a turn for the worse, and Uncle Eleven no longer prevailed.
Zhu Yanniang and the others also realized that something was wrong, the eldest lady of the Zhu family was beaten up as a weak spot, and the situation was no longer the same as before, and they rushed over at the same time.
It's just that although Zhuchen and Zhuyanniang are also sexual, they are not the real Demon Emperor bloodline, they are actually the family-born sons of the various families, and their bloodlines are also transplanted hybrid bloodlines, so their strength is lower. The most important thing is that their experience is similar to that of Uncle Eleven, because Zhu Xianyao is not only the weakness of Uncle Eleven, but also the weakness of all of them!
flutter!
Another Zheng family guard rushed towards Zhu Xianyao.
Although the next moment he was slapped flying by the palm of Uncle Eleven, and then he dodged the long sword of Zhong XIV, he was still cut across his arm by that sword.
Si Si Jian Qi penetrated in, eroding his body. With this level of sword energy, Uncle Eleven could solve it with a single operation, but now he doesn't even have time to solve it.
Because Jiang Tao had already rushed to Zhu Xianyao's side, broke her block with one palm, and pressed the next to her chest.
The Eleventh Uncle was like a ghost, disappearing out of thin air, and appeared directly beside Jiang Tao, pressing a palm on Jiang Tao's back.
"Ah!" Jiang Tao let out a horrible cry, spit out a big mouth of blood on the sky, spraying Zhu Xianyao all over his face. Then his arm suddenly folded back, as if it were boneless, and he pushed out behind him, hitting Uncle Eleven’s chest. A red tide appeared in front of Uncle Eleven, blocking the palm, and then punched him. In Jiang Tao's chest, he blasted a big hole in his chest, blasting his heart to pieces.
But in order to kill Jiang Tao, he also lost the opportunity to avoid the attacks of Hong Ming and Zheng Bashan behind.
At that moment, Uncle Eleven raised his head, and there was a strange sound in his throat. The ghost of the blood fox reappeared on the back. If there was any substance, it would suddenly roll up, hit Zheng Bashan's body, squeeze her arm and pull it like that, then tore her arm off again. He would rather receive Hong Ming's knife than Zheng Bashan's punch. Although this woman is only the pinnacle of Kaiyang, her strength is no less than that of a general shaking master, and she is definitely a fighting genius.
At the same time, Hong Ming's knife has fallen behind Uncle Eleven. At the moment when the sword's intention reached the body, Hong Ming's sword slammed into the body, and a horrible air flow poured into Uncle Eleven's body, suddenly exploding with blood.
"Oh!" Uncle Eleven screamed in pain, and hit Hong Ming with a backhand. The red tide was raging, and he was knocked out.
It's just that Hong Ming's blow still caused him to suffer the heaviest damage since the battle, and a blood hole of horror was exploded in his entire back.
Uncle Eleven was shocked and angry when he never expected that Hong Ming would make such a powerful attack.
Hong Ming vomited blood to the ground, and said with a smile: "This is how I underestimated my fate!"
As a family noble, who hasn't ordered the bottom of the box
Underestimate opponents, destined to pay a heavy price!
After completing the blow, Hong Ming couldn't get up for a while, but Zheng Bashan continued walking nonchalantly, and his broken arm grew out again, like a Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death. People who just look at her again will realize that in this time, this woman actually seems to have lost a lot of weight.
Although she still looks fat now, she doesn't feel that inhumane anymore.
At this moment, he turned over and climbed up, the tiger roared and rushed out, another punch with no return, there was no return, and it went straight to Huanglong.
Seeing that Uncle Eleven had to block again.
At this moment, a warrior from the various families rushed out of the diagonal stab and hugged Zheng Bashan: "Swear to protect the young lady!"
Zheng Bashan was furious, and slashed his backhand on the samurai's back. The samurai spurted blood, but he held her tightly.
Zheng Bashan stretched out three palms and hit the top of the warrior's head. This warrior probably practiced some source skills such as iron head skills. It was not broken, but his head was covered with blood, and he stared at Zheng Bashan, and then gradually No breath. Even if he died, he didn't let go, and was kicked by Zheng Bashan three times in a row.
In this short moment when she was entangled, the other warriors and Zhu Chen and others also desperately guarded Zhu Xianyao.
Uncle Eleven took advantage of the situation to counterattack.
This is his last chance to counterattack.
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ps: Double change today and tomorrow, let me take a breather.