Zhu Dachuang couldn't support it anymore.

No one could have imagined that after reminding the first sentence, Shen Wanqiu seemed to have changed, rushed over directly, and suppressed Zhu Dachuang to the death with a strong killing move, so that he didn't even have the slightest room for relaxation, as if it was the ultimate battle of life and death.

In a month's time, the huge consumption in the previous successive battles with Sun Changkong and the four masters of the White Realm has now recovered fifty or sixty percent, but with this level alone, it is still quite thin to compete with the current "Shen Demon Monarch". I saw Shen Wanqiu blast down from the door with his right palm, and cut horizontally towards his neck with his left palm. Zhu Dachuang couldn't dodge, so he had to fight to resist. However, the opponent's strength was so strong that even if he used ten percent of his strength, he still couldn't completely resist Shen Wanqiu's attack. Fang Rou, who was not far away, saw this situation, and immediately turned pale, and couldn't help but exclaim, "You guys...... What are you guys doing, stop it!"

Zhu Dachuang gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You stupid girl, what are you still doing in a daze, run!"

Shen Wanqiu smiled slyly, seeing that his heart did not change under his eyes, it seemed that he was not using all his strength, he was still talking and laughing freely, and while continuing to exert force on the other party, he said indifferently: "Zhu Dachuang, this is what you asked for." I kindly told you not to follow me, but you didn't listen. I know that if you take Fang Rou away like this, you can't stand by and watch, so you can only die!"

Seeing that the palms of the two life-threatening hands were getting closer and closer to him, Zhu Dachuang was sweating like rain, and his arms trembled violently, but he still refused to give up resistance. It doesn't matter if he dies, but if Fang Rou is allowed to fall into the hands of Shen Wanqiu, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future. Thinking of this, a large amount of blood suddenly appeared in the whites of Zhu Dachuang's eyes, and a faint sweet smell filled the air.

"Okay, you Shen Wanqiu, fortunately I was prepared, otherwise I would really have your way!"

As he spoke, the palm of flesh that had already arrived at Zhu Dachuang's side was pushed back to his previous position again, seeing such a strange situation, Shen Wanqiu was taken aback, and his arm continued to increase his strength, just to solve Zhu Dachuang's trouble as soon as possible.

Seeing this, although Fang Rou didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, she already knew who was treacherous and who was loyal. In order to cover his departure, Zhu Dachuang resolutely stood in front of him. And for some reason, Shen Wanqiu's target was actually himself, which surprised Fang Rou.

"It's not good! Shen Wanqiu is no longer the former disciple of Xianyuan, his cultivation has increased greatly, and I am by no means his opponent when I join forces with Zhu Dachuang. Call Daddy to help, only his old man can cure this guy!"

However, as soon as the idea was formed, Fang Rou did not give up. Although Zhu Dachuang used the forbidden technique to temporarily raise his strength to a level similar to Shen Wanqiu, it was not a long-term solution. As soon as she leaves, Shen Wanqiu will definitely kill Zhu Dachuang, who is bound to die on the spot. In the blink of an eye, the two have fought with as many as 100 moves, Shen Wanqiu's moves are sharp and unguardable; fortunately, Zhu Dachuang has a strong inside, and he can resolve the opponent's killing moves one by one, not to mention, and he can counterattack twice from time to time. Shen Wanqiu glanced in Fang Rou's direction a few times from time to time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Go ahead, go to the Demon City to report the news!" I promise, as soon as you leave here, Zhu Dachuang will die in my hands. ”

As he spoke, Shen Wanqiu suddenly changed his moves, and his claw skills immediately choked one of Zhu Dachuang's wrists, and with a crisp "click", the ulna and radius of his forearm were broken together. Under the severe pain, Zhu Dachuang did not change his face and his heart did not beat, and continued to meet Shen Wanqiu's offensive with one arm and one hand, on the surface he was calm, but in his heart was a sea of fire. However, Fang Rou had already seen through his mind and knew that Zhu Dachuang was struggling to support, so he simply gave up the idea of returning to the city to move troops and joined the battlefield instead.

"Hehe, Miss Fang, it's too unfair for you and Zhu Dachuang to join forces to deal with me! Since you don't plan to leave, then obediently obey my orders!"

Fang Rou casually took out the snake soft sword at her waist, her wrist trembled, and the tip of a sword had been danced into ten by her, stabbing in different directions. Shen Wanqiu breathed suddenly, and jumped backwards dozens of steps in a row. But he didn't know what kind of demon magic he used, and in the process of retreating on his side, he was able to force Zhu Dachuang to go with him involuntarily. In this round, although Fang Rou had achieved a slight advantage in momentum, the plan to rescue Zhu Dachuang still failed to achieve her wish.

"Shen Wanqiu, you eat a bun, my father treats you as his own son, and he told me in private that he intends to pass on the position of the Demon Emperor to you. Now, that's how you repay his old man's hard work?"

After speaking, Fang Rou felt puzzled, and stabbed out more than a dozen swords in his hand one after another, but whenever the tip of the sword came two inches away from the death hole, Shen Wanqiu would avoid it in time, and then entangled with Zhu Dachuang. At this time, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and it was obvious that everything that was happening now was under his control, so an unconscious sneer appeared on his face.

"Fang Rou, you also underestimate me Shen Wanqiu! Your father is indeed right to be good to me, but he wants to use a small demon realm to feed my appetite, maybe he is too petty!"

Zhu Dachuang was quick luck, and all the strength in his body was poured into the remaining left fist, and turned into a world-destroying fist, which slammed straight into Shen Wanqiu's face. This time, although Shen Wanqiu had the intention to continue to maintain the situation in front of him, he was also a little powerless, so he had to dodge away, and the golden light flashed, only to see that just now where he was, there was an unusually long crack half an inch wide and a foot deep, and there was no end in sight. The effect of being able to use the strength of the fist weapon yesterday, I have to say that Zhu Dachuang's blow is really wonderful, even Shen Wanqiu can't help but secretly admire the other party's skills, but he didn't say it.

Finally broke the situation of the three of them, after getting out, Zhu Dachuang hurriedly treated the injury on his arm, and at this time, Fang Rou also stepped forward to see where he could use his help.

"Are you alright?"

Zhu Dachuang wiped the cold sweat from his head and grinned: "It's nothing, it's just a little injury." This is to be changed to before, as long as the Si Ming Blood Mite is activated, the arm can immediately return to its original state. ”

Si Ming Blood Mite is an ancient insect Gu planted in Zhu Dachuang's body when he was once in Cangbei Immortal Garden, which can use blood as an inexhaustible energy source to quickly recover the injured area, so that people can continue to live and live. Unfortunately, the Si Ming Blood Mite is too manic and extremely unstable, and while combining with the host, it will cause great damage, making people unrecognizable, and a kind of burn-like scar will appear on the upper and lower parts of the body. It has been more than a year since Zhu Dachuang got rid of the Si Ming Blood Mites, but there are still residues on his skin at that time, which makes Zhu Dachuang, who was not very good-looking, look even more hideous, and if he is not an acquaintance, he doesn't even want to look up at him. Perhaps for this reason, the attitude of the people in the demon world towards him is very friendly, and there is a sense of sympathy.

Shen Wanqiu glanced down at the sleeve that was pierced by the soft sword, couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, and immediately took out a folding fan from his arms, with a big "human" written in the center of the fan, and everything else was blank. He spread out the folding fan and fanned it vigorously a few times, as if to calm the restlessness in his heart with this action, and then chuckled: "Don't waste your efforts, even if you can return to the original state, it will still be broken later." No matter what, Fang Rou has to come with me!"

Fang Rou was just about to speak, but Zhu Dachuang stretched out his hand to block her behind him, and then laughed three times, and said in high spirits: "With me here, no one wants to touch her." It's just an arm, and I, Zhu Dachuang, can afford to lose!"

Shen Wanqiu said disdainfully: "One arm? hehe, I'm afraid that you will only have that broken arm left later." Okay, I've rested, so take the initiative to come and die!"

It sounded like a provocative word, but somehow, Zhu Dachuang really flew towards Shen Wanqiu by himself in the next moment. In an instant, the folding fan in Shen's hand waved sharply against the wind, and white shadows continued to slash towards Zhu Dachuang's body, although the latter tried his best to dodge, but pieces of blood mist still burst out of his body one after another, and from time to time minced meat would fly down, and the scene suddenly became bloody. And when Fang Rou came back to his senses, Zhu Dachuang was already seriously injured, and the wind blade on the fan was extremely sharp, so she was not allowed to intervene to stop it at all, so she could only stand not far away and watch this tragic scene.

"Puff~"

After the loud noise, Zhu Dachuang's huge body fell to the ground in response, and now he has all the muscles and feet cut off, and in folk terms, he has become a waste. It is impossible for Zhu Dachuang to get up from the ground now, and how can he continue to fight with the fierceness in front of him. Seeing Zhu Dachuang's tragic end, Fang Rou wanted to step forward, but stopped but stopped and said secretly: I can't help anything in the past now, and I don't know how to let him lie there. In case Shen Wanqiu was "merciful", did not take him in his eyes, and let him go, it would be even better. If it is now in the past, maybe it will invite the fighting intent in Da Chuang's heart, which will annoy Shen, and there is only one way to die.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanqiu had already come to Fang Rou's face, and sure enough, he didn't make any more moves against Zhu Dachuang. In this regard, Fang Rou finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she had to pay attention to the person in front of her,

"How about it, Princess Fang Rou, am I Shen Wanqiu true to my word!"

Fang Rou moved her lips, but she couldn't speak. Suddenly, she only felt that thousands of hairs on her head were suddenly tightened, and a brute force spontaneously entered the hair roots at the ends, and the force was so great that almost all the hairs were uprooted, which was extremely rude. It turned out that Shen Wanqiu grabbed Fang Rou's long hair with one hand to prevent her from escaping without permission.

Although Fang Rou wanted to resist, she couldn't bear the hot and sharp pain coming from the top of her head, so she had to hold her long hair in both hands, and there would be bursts of screams in her mouth. At this time, Zhu Dachuang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly roared, and the palpitating breaking sound came from his marrow one after another.

"Let her go!"