Sanyue Yuanjun had the upper hand, but soon, the mortal attack finally provoked his anger. These tiny ants dare to challenge authority!

His stone fist arced, and the huge rock punch slammed into the ground. The fissures collapsed, spread wildly, and the rubble was all over the sky, like cannonballs, sweeping the front line.

A puddle of blood burst out of the warrior's body, and his limbs twitched and fell one after another. At this moment of lightning, there was a roar, and the huge bone giant fist slammed into Sanyue Yuanjun's chest.

Like a hill, the Sanyue Yuanjun was thrown high and flew out, and then smashed the ground into a deep pit. The dragon-headed colossus slowly stood up, his armor cracked, his face covered in blood, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The guns stopped abruptly, and the two giants raised their fists and collided without saying a word, each with one goal - to kill the other.

A pure contest of strength and power, a battle of giants.

The body of the Sanyue Yuanjun is like a high mountain, and it is nearly twice as strong and burly as the dragon-headed colossus. However, Lu Zheng's speed is faster than him, and his violent momentum and coercion are also stronger than him.

The two men were clad in indestructible armor, and the long-honed rock armor was against the hideous, sharp bone plate armor. Both of them were armed with fists, stone fists with green moss and bone fists with lightning patterns.

It was a battle of life and death, and both men were hungry for victory, no matter what the cost.

Lu Zheng was the first to attack, his giant fist swept past from the side, and he dodged Sanyue Yuanjun's block extremely quickly, smashing a crack in the rock heavy armor on his chest. Sanyue Yuanjun snorted in pain from the impact of his power, quickly twisted his body, and smashed his fists down to make a counterattack.

Lu Zheng took a step back sensitively and dodged the attack. But in an instant, Sanyue Yuanjun twisted his waist, swept his fists, and brushed Lu Zheng's chest, and the strong fist wind forced him to lose his center of gravity, and he staggered back a few steps.

All of a sudden, the two giants exerted all their strength, and the wind of their fists roared, shaking like thunder. Between heaven and earth, there are only two giants left with clouds on their heads and feet on the earth, fists to flesh, fighting to death, as if returning to the legendary barbaric era.

Sanyue Yuanjun had no scruples, and from time to time he turned his target to innocent civilians to distract Lu Zheng, and then took the opportunity to rush forward and gain the upper hand.

With strength alone, Lu Zheng is slightly inferior, but with the assistance of the stinging water and the void, he is a step higher in agility. But because he had to be distracted to protect civilians, he suffered repeatedly, and there were more and more cracks in his bone armor.

With nearly 200,000 innocent civilians, Lu Zheng really couldn't give up. And once he gives up, Sanyue Yuanjun will definitely intensify his efforts and wipe out millions of civilians in the entire Chang'an.

What's the point of defending the city if everyone is dead?

The moon is in the sky, and the wind is hunting.

The two giants collided again, and Lu Zheng used his shoulder to receive the full force of Sanyue Yuanjun's blow, and he was shaken by the shock, but his fist also blasted a stone pit on Sanyue Yuanjun's heavy breastplate.

Sanyue Yuanjun took a step back, and Lu Zheng took two steps back, their faces distorted and deformed from the strong concussions in their bodies. Lu Zheng sneered and ripped off the damaged armor on his shoulder, revealing bloody scars. At the same time, Sanyue Yuanjun lunges and pulls his fist.

Then the two giants roared again and charged.

Lu Zheng's speed was very fast, but Sanyue Yuanjun attacked with both fists, covering the sky and the sun, and could easily block all the fronts.

Bang.

The two of them collided together, the rock armor in Sanyue Yuanjun's abdomen was blasted out of a big hole, and Lu Zheng was hit in the right shoulder, the bone armor cracked, and blood gushed out.

Sanyue Yuanjun is a congenital stone essence, and the bells and whistles have little effect, so he can only take a hard way.

After nearly two hours of fierce fighting, their consumption was very intense, and if it weren't for Lu Zheng's support from Ba Shui, I am afraid that he would have fallen from exhaustion. Eight rivers around Chang'an are the source of his strength, as long as he can grit his teeth and persevere, sooner or later he will exhaust the spiritual power of Sanyue Yuanjun, and Lu Zheng will have a chance to turn the situation around.

As for his shrimp soldiers and crab generals, under the overwhelming power of Sanyue Yuanjun, they are also cannon fodder, but they only increase casualties and do not play any role.

The sinkhole consumed too much of Lu Zheng's spiritual power, otherwise, this Sanyue Yuanjun was really not his opponent.

Gasping for breath in place, they charged again. Around them, those warriors had received orders from Duan Shoujiang and were doing their best to evacuate the masses in order to reduce Lu Zheng's burden.

The two sides attacked again and again, each attack looking for weaknesses in the opponent's defense, and each attack exerted all their strength.

Sanyue Yuanjun became more and more anxious because he realized that Lu Zheng was dragging it into a protracted battle. This is also the point that he is most afraid of, his aura is not easy to come by, it is difficult to replenish, and it will only get weaker and weaker. If he can't cut through the mess quickly, then he will only be left with a failed ending.

Bang!

Sanyue Yuanjun once again aimed at the civilian, then grasped the flaw and hit Lu Zheng's breastplate with a heavy punch, smashing a dent in his breastplate, making Lu Zheng unsteady on his feet. After eating a straight punch from Lu Zheng, he didn't care about recovering his strength, he took a step forward suddenly, clasped his hands together, turned into a big mountain, and slammed it down.

This blow was very risky, and it also used all his strength, Lu Zheng raised his arm, trying to block this ferocious blow, but the broken dragon armor could not withstand this full force swing at all, and then the armor pieces that were shattered by the aftermath of the fist wind impact, blood splashed.

When that arm completely lost its perception and fell, Lu Zheng's heart was like ashes. With only one remaining fist, it was difficult to resist.

Sanyue Yuanjun succeeded in one blow, and immediately launched a series of attacks in one go, hitting Lu Zheng's dragon head with a crushing crashing sound. Lu Zheng half-knelt to support his body, and swung his fist forward, before he fell, this time with all his strength, shattering Sanyue Yuanjun's breastplate, revealing a blood-red cone-shaped jade.

It was his heart of stone, its life.

Only, it's too late.

Sanyue Yuanjun also seemed to be hit hard by the aftermath, staggering back a few steps, leaning against the mound.

The surroundings became silent, and the civilians and soldiers who were evacuated urgently looked at the blood-drenched dragon-headed colossus in shock, slowly falling, sand and dust flying, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Then, nothing could stop the blood from gushing out from beneath his ruined armor shards, turning into dozens of blood-colored streams.

Everyone's hearts twitched in unison, and there was unspeakable grief.

Did the omnipotent patronus fall like this?

How is this possible!

"Little brother!"

The old fire, who was suffering from the soul of the hell sinkhole, screamed heartbreakingly, instantly gave up the big four elephant array that had been held on for a long time, and rushed over with flashing wings.

Bai Jiao, Dawang, and Hua Xiangrong could no longer take care of the crisis of the sinkhole, and followed closely behind and rushed to help.

If Lu Zheng died, everything would be meaningless.

Halfway through the flight, Bai Jiao's eyes widened, and in the starry sky in the extreme distance, a black cloud rolled closer, among which the thunder flashed, and a cyan dragon dozens of zhang long faintly appeared!

Evil Dragon Aoqing!

It is definitely not here to save Lu Zheng, on the contrary, it is taking advantage of the fire to rob, preparing to get rid of Lu Zheng personally and seize everything he has.

"Not good!"

Hua Xiangrong screamed at the same time, in the western sky, the glow was ten thousand ways, and a giant bird with a wingspan of nearly 100 meters roared, with a golden-winged kun head and starry eyes and leopard eyes, covering half of the sky.

The Ten Thousand Demon Soldiers Forest is known as Yuncheng 90,000, and the golden-winged Dapeng feeds on dragons!

The king exclaimed, "What's that?"

Hundreds of miles of mountains, on the top of the mountains, a huge shadow appeared, holding a huge claw, six feet hurried forward, overhead a gloomy green poisonous cloud.

Hua Xiangrong was shaken, his heart instantly fell to the bottom, and he said with a desperate face: "Pipa Yama is also here!"

There is no doubt that they are all watching this battle in the dark, just waiting for the moment when Lu Zheng falls, and then they will kill in the air, and the fisherman will benefit.

Any one of them is far superior in strength to the Three Yue Yuanjun, and it can be regarded as the only remaining giant demon in this world.

It seems that the end is already doomed! )