"Take my axe!"
Outside the mountain pass, in the sea of blood and mountains of corpses, the armored disciple who had knocked Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi out swung the insect limbs on his back that were like giant axes and chopped at the two of them with one axe.
The two men were knocked unconscious by the collision, and before they could adjust their posture, they saw the axe coming towards them. Wang Qi immediately flapped the thin wings behind him, bent his knees and lifted them up, then jumped up to avoid the blow.
Zhang Feixuan was not so lucky. After Wang Qi dodged the axe, the axe slid smoothly across Zhang Feixuan's body, tearing him in half.
The armored man showed a ferocious smile, his snake tongue exposed, and screamed wildly: "Blood! Blood!"
However, the body that was broken into two did not spurt out blood as he had expected. The moment it was cut off, Zhang Feixuan's body dissipated like ripples on the water and disappeared into the air.
"Spell?"
The armored disciple was stunned for a moment, then became angry. He turned his head to look at Zhang Feixuan who appeared on the side and said in a vicious voice: "I hate magic!"
"Blood Fei Lian!"
Zhang Feixuan didn't say much to the armored man. He unfolded his folding fan and lifted it towards the armored man with force. It brought with it a strong smell of blood and fishy air, forming three upright flying blood blades. The blood blades scraped three deep grooves on the ground of the rotten corpse, causing a large amount of rotten flesh and mud to splash, and hit them directly.
The appearance of three blood blades made the armored disciple Tong Kong shrink, but he did not avoid them. Instead, he showed his fighting spirit. He blocked the countless limbs and hands on his back to his chest, as if he had formed a sphere, and allowed the blood blades to rush towards him. With a bang, they moved his body back several meters, cutting off several of his limbs, and then the blood blades gradually faded and disappeared.
Seeing that his attack had no effect, Zhang Feixuan took a deep breath and shouted to the sky: "Wang Lao Tu! If you run away at this critical moment, I will take you with me even if I die. At worst, we will die together!"
"I'm running away, fuck you!"
Wang Qizhen's rough voice was immediately heard in the sky, and his tall and strong body was seen falling rapidly. The veins on his fingers were exposed, and even thick hair had grown on them, which pierced through the man's weakly defended back spine like an animal's claw.
call!
But at this moment, several tails of the armored creatures danced like whips. One of the snake-like tails circled Wang Qizhen's hand, and the snake's mouth opened fiercely and bit his wrist. The other tails brushed against his body, quickly leaving several bloody marks.
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
His limbs spread out like a spider, revealing the arrogant smile of the armored disciple. The hair on the lion head that occupied most of his chest stood up like needles and suddenly shot towards Zhang Feixuan in front of him.
Zhang Feixuan was unable to dodge, and waved his fan, which brought out a ball of blood and knocked down a large number of flying needles, but some of them still pierced his body.
laugh!
At this moment, Wang Qi grabbed the snake's head and tail with his backhand, flew close to its mouth, and bared his teeth, "It's damn poisonous!"
As he spoke, he shook his arm, forcing the obviously turbid blood out from the wound on his wrist.
At the same time, Zhang Feixuan also tensed his body, forcing out the flying hair needles that had penetrated into his body, and sinking them deeply into the ground covered with rotten skin and flesh.
"Good! Great! That's it, I'll fight you one on two, let's have a satisfying fight!" The armored disciple laughed arrogantly.
Zhang Feixuan's face was solemn: "Be careful, he just said to call Lian Ren "big brother"... He is Lian Ting!"
Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth and said, "He robbed my goods, of course I know that!"
With Zhang Feixuan's cautious nature, it is impossible for him not to find out about the Armored Sect of the Xumi Vein. After so many years, they have become neighbors and they already know the details.
Although all the members of the Pijia Sect are known for their bravery, they are either fighting or on their way to fight. If they don't have anyone to kill, they will kill their own fellow disciples. They are all a bunch of lunatics.
But crazy people also have titles, and there are only a few that are the most famous.
Needless to say, Lian Ren, the leader of the Pijia Sect, is ranked first.
The second number was someone else before, but later it became the armored man who was brought in by Zhang Feixuan last time and was crushed to death by his senior brother.
The third person is this person, Lian Ting, Lian Ren’s younger brother.
It is said to be the fifth level of "Use of Wisdom", but it is not clear whether it is true or not.
But that's okay...
Zhang Feixuan asked directly: "I am at the fifth level of 'Use of Wisdom', what level are you at?"
People from the Armored Sect don't bother to hide anything, so you can ask them directly. Sometimes they will tell you even without you asking. But if you do ask, tell them your own realm first, and they will 100% answer you.
"I'm also level five! That's great. If you're too weak, the fight will be boring!" Lian Ting replied with a grin.
Zhang Feixuan felt a little tingling on his scalp.
Qi training and cultivation actually have little to do with combat, but some methods of cultivation are aimed at combat.
The Armored Sect itself is extremely outstanding in combat, and even if they are of the same level, it is enough to deal with the two of them.
If a fight really breaks out, there's a good chance that both of them will have to stay here.
But if he ran, Zhang Feixuan was confident that he could escape by paying a price.
But now there are two of us...
So, the price to pay...
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi who was behind Lian Ting looked at each other, and both of them saw similar expressions in their eyes.
"Third Junior Brother... we should work together now, right?" Zhang Feixuan said, pulling his eyes.
"I think so too!" Wang Qizheng crouched down and said, "We should join forces to fight the enemy."
Whoever this armored gate hits first can run away...
As for whether the eldest senior brother will punish us or not, we have to stay alive first. Besides, the eldest senior brother may not even be alive.
"Hahaha, that's right, let's fight me together!"
Lian Ting laughed out loud, and his body suddenly turned to one side. The compound eyes on his cheek did not move, but the eyes on the upper part suddenly split apart. He looked left and right, with his hands stretched out, and the limbs behind him twisted and extended. "Come over here! Your position is great, the most suitable position to besiege me, hurry up! Hurry up!"
But the two men were like pillars, not moving at all. They just stared at Lian Ting, watching where he was going to attack.
"You won't attack? Then I'll attack first!"
Peng!
His footsteps exploded, kicking over the rotten flesh and mud on the ground, splashing up a bunch of disgusting stuff, and Lian Ting ran towards Wang Qi madly.
"You bastard!" Wang Qizhen cursed.
Zhang Feixuan's face lit up with joy, and he was about to flee, but Lian Ting was extremely fast, and he rushed directly to Wang Qizhen and punched him in the abdomen, causing his upper body to subconsciously lean forward. Then his head was grabbed and thrown like a ball at Zhang Feixuan who was about to escape.
"I... "
Zhang Feixuan was hit by Wang Qizheng, and both of them fell to the ground. Before Zhang Feixuan could even say anything, he saw his body covered by a huge shadow. The crazy Lian Ting flew high into the air, and his limbs contracted inward, making the lion head on his chest even bigger. The lion opened its bloody mouth, and blood gradually oozes out from it...
Bang!!!