Li Dazhuang fought Wu Zong on the top floor in danger, and that Wushuang also went down to the ground and stood in front of the big vine.

"You are so cunning, as soon as you heard that I was going to beat you to death, you hid yourself in this rattan ball. Wushuang looked at Wu Heng in the ball with disdain.

"What bullshit!" Wu Heng was furious: "I'm trapped in this. If you have the ability, you let me out, and we will fight in a dignified manner!"

"Okay! I'll break this broken ball first and let you out, and then I'll kill you!" Wushuang, the iron Hanhan, took a steady step, raised his hand and hit a big ball made of green rattan, this ball was full of elasticity, and jumped out with a punch, hit the wall next to it, and was bounced off, jumping and jumping, and went away with a twist!

Wushuang still maintained the posture of punching, stunned, and then shook his head, with a look of resentment: "Hanhan! It turned out to be a blow from me to escape! Sure enough, he was cunning!"

The witch slammed into the wall with the rattan ball in the rattan ball, followed by jumping and jumping, and spinning in circles, he only felt the world spinning, dizzy, and almost vomited. He yelled: "Bastard! You actually take advantage of people's danger! You want to release me!"

He howled in the back, and the other rolled and cursed in front, and in the blink of an eye he had crossed half the street. It was also because Wushuang's strength was too great, and when the rattan ball was about to roll to the end, it knocked down a street lamp, and finally stopped in the middle of the road.

Wushuang jumped high and jumped high, and smashed down heavily, two big feet stepped on the ball fiercely, and the surface of the green vine was pressed and sunken, and then bounced up with full resilience, and flew Wushuang into the sky, causing him to spread his arms in the sky and draw several circles before falling back to the ground.

"Two fools, can you do it!" Wu Heng shouted inside.

"You wait!" Wushuang walked over again unwillingly, and two big rough hands inserted into the gap between the green vines, and used Wushuang's fist force to tear hard.

The green vine is really tough enough, Wushuang maintained the posture of the horse step, his face was flushed, the muscles on his two arms burst out, and the palm of the green vine clenched with a trace of white gas, and he was forced to push the internal force to the extreme.

Wu Heng was in the core of the rattan ball, looking at this desperately torn man through the gaps in several layers of green vines, and couldn't help but encourage him loudly: "Work harder!"

Wushuang's face turned red into the color of pork liver, and he struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "You, less, nonsense, words!"

The first layer of green vines of the rattan ball finally broke under the desperate tearing of Wushuang, followed by the second layer. Wushuang fought hard to eat milk, and finally broke the second layer again. He sat on the ground after breaking through the second layer, panting for breath and sweating from exhaustion.

Seeing this, Wu Heng also used his magic power, and the muscles of his body bulged up, and the green vines that were wrapped around his body made a squeaky sound, and after a moment of stalemate, Wu Heng roared and broke all the green vines.

Liu Nansheng knew that Wu Heng's strength was extremely strong, so he specially used a lot of true qi to strengthen these vines, but he didn't expect to be torn apart by Li Dazhuang, an iron hanhan. Now Wu Heng is out of trouble.

Wushuang sat on the ground, looked up at Wu Heng, who was standing there, full of muscles, and three points bigger than himself, and was shocked: I'm a good girl, why is he so strong?

"You're afraid it's too late now. Wu Heng took two heavy breaths, and it took a lot of effort to break the last green vine just now. He stretched out his arms and lifted his legs, and twisted his waist a few more times to move his body: "I think for the sake of you helping me get out, I can spare your life." ”

"Spare my life?" Wushuang also rested, stood up, and glared at Wu Heng: "Lao Tzu uses you to spare?"

"Now get out and save a dog's life. Wu Heng's eyes were wider than Wushuang's.

"Just tell me if your name is Wu Heng. ”

"Nonsense!"

"It's good to be called Wu Heng. Lao Tzu is here to kill you!" Wushuang carried the qi of the dantian and poured it into his fists.

"It's really kind!" Wu Heng's body suddenly swept out, and he raised his arms horizontally and flew out of Wushuang, who had not had time to pull out of the fight.

"!" Wushuang fell to the ground and got up again, feeling sore: this Wu Heng is not only big, but also has hard muscles and fast movements, and he is really a master.

"I can't even stop me, how can you kill me?" Wu Heng's personality made it difficult for him to kill Wushuang who had just saved him.

"I don't even say hello, how do I know you're going to do it!?" Wushuang shouted angrily, he originally wanted to learn from the chivalrous men on the rivers and lakes in the past, and say a few words before killing people, such as counting the other party's evil deeds, explaining that he was doing the right thing for heaven, and he should be killed. This will look more decent and mastery.

"Do you want to say hello before killing?" Wu Heng looked at Wushuang with the eyes of a fool, and then said a sentence he had just learned: "This is war!"

"You make so much sense!" Wushuang suddenly gave him a thumbs up, "I've learned again!" The figure suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Wu.

"Hmph!" Wu Heng's armor was hard to move, and there was a hard gurgling sound from his body, and he hit an iron fist and hit the oncoming Wushuang fist.

With a muffled sound, Wu Heng took three steps back, his face changed color, and Wushuang also took three steps back, screaming in pain.

"How can your hard qigong be harder than mine, harder than iron and stone?" Wushuang exclaimed.

"I'm wearing armor. Fool who doesn't know anything!" Wu Heng found it hard to accept that he had a tie with the reckless man in front of him, he was just a mere human martial artist. "What a bastard!" He fought with the black cat before, and then wrestled with Liu Nansheng, which consumed too much magic power, and at this moment, he met Wushuang who had practiced the hard skills of the outer door, and he couldn't win.

"Come again!" Wushuang strode out, pulled out the stance, his left hand into a fist to protect his forehead, and his right fist struck out from the front of the nose midline, "Wushuang!"

"It's this punch again!" Wu Heng frowned, and raised his fist to meet it: "Armor!"

The two fists collided, and each retreated again.

"Come again, Mushuang!" is another shocking punch!

Wu Heng had no choice but to raise his fist to meet again.

"Wushuang!"

Raise your fists.

"Wushuang!"

Raise your fists.

"Wushuang!"

"Bastard!" Wu Heng felt his fist headache, but Wushuang on the other side was like a robot, still holding a fist that had already splashed blood.

After the two sides retreated, Wu Heng yelled, "Don't you know the pain?"

"I have to pound the tree with my fist a thousand times a day, and I have long since practiced to endure great pain. Wushuang looked proud, his years of hard work were really not in vain.

"Really, a difficult idiot!" Wu Heng felt that the other party was tricky in hand-to-hand combat for the first time.

"I've been cultivating hard for more than ten years, just to be able to kill you with my own hands to avenge my master!"

"Avenging the teacher?" Wu Heng now understood the reason why this idiot had come to fight with him. When he came out to perform tasks before, he did kill a lot of people, martial artists or something, who knows which waste actually taught such a brainless but extremely strong apprentice.

"Suffer death!" Wushuang finally heroically roared out the words that he had shouted countless times in his heart, and Wushuang fist swung out fiercely again!

"Can't you change your move!?" Wu Heng roared angrily and took the punch again.

"I'll only do this trick!" Wushuang laughed, and swung out another Wushuang fist: "If you have the ability, then you can do it!"

"Bastard!" Wu Heng scolded almost madly.

The other people on this battlefield are all using all their skills, and all kinds of tricks and secrets are endless, and they are dazzling, only this Wushuang and Wu Heng are close to each other, and they use the same trick to fight over and over again.

These two people are hard skills, and there are no tricks to get tough, it depends on who is harder and can hold up better.

Needless to say, Wu Heng's hard skills in armor are also the way of hard skills in the outer door, after years of hard cultivation, he has long been copper skin and iron bones, plus the potential is stimulated by the blood of the unicorn, and the internal force at this moment is also first-class, and in the case of both internal and external, it is not false to fight with the remnant blood of Wu Heng. Inevitably, the two fell into a bitter battle.

Of course, this is only an inconspicuous corner of the entire battlefield, and other places are also in full swing. The guards of the other cities also arrived one after another to help, and no one seemed to notice that the sky in the far east was beginning to turn white, and soon the first rays of sunlight would shine on the whole land.

In the imperial capital, the cultivators who were involved in so many night worlds were like this, and the inn mobilized the iron guard forces of the entire Yan Zhao to gather to defend the imperial capital, and the Lich Clan also invested nearly half of the combat power of the entire clan, dispatching the elder Nanshan Stubborn Stone and two Dharma protectors, as well as several great witches. The root of all these battles is the old dragon who is tied up in the locked dragon well.

So, for the sake of an old dragon who doesn't know how much combat power is left, is it worth it for the two sides to fight like this?

The answer should be that it is not worth it, but there is no way for both sides to retreat, and this battle can no longer be stopped, so they can only continue to fight.

According to this situation, today is either the Lich Clan's combat power is exhausted and the feathers are defeated, or the iron guards generously die in battle, and the emperor is flattened. In fact, the situation on the entire battlefield is indeed developing in this direction, and no one seems to be able to force it to stop.

PS: This is the last chapter of the broken city. Let's take a look at the soon-to-be-forgotten Nightray Lair, the super pet that eats the abyss.