Tang gun's battle intent was monstrous, and nearly twelve zhang nebula phantom appeared behind him, the starlight was bright, and the whole person seemed to be incarnated as a god of war, which was indispensable.

The fire dragon spear in his hand turned into a golden spear phantom of more than ten feet, mixed with thousands of stars, and attacked wantonly towards the wounded Buxiao.

And the injury did not kill Tang Chen this time, but turned the attack to Tang Gun, the true yuan in his body was completely boiling, and his right fist was struck, and a black giant fist was conjured, facing the golden gun phantom.

And Tang Chen, this time he did not release the artistic conception of killing gods, because in the face of an opponent of this level, his artistic conception could not be enveloped in the opponent's body for the time being.

At this time, Tang Chen used almost all of his combat power, and the thunder and lightning around his body were entangled, and the purple thunder patterns were all condensed.

Immediately, Tang Chen's right hand conjured up a purple-gold giant hand phantom, and soon, a dark black vortex also appeared in Tang Chen's palm, and then he wantonly covered the wound.

"Devour!"

Rumble!

With a shocking bang, I saw a terrifying storm vortex appear in the field, and then two figures flew out upside down.

After ten breaths, it calmed down, and at this time, a deep pit the size of seventeen or eighteen zhang appeared on the ground.

Tang Chen was still standing in the air, but Tang Gun flew upside down seven feet away, his clothes were broken, his hair was messy, the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, his face was pale, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

And the injury did not roar, it seemed to be more serious than the Tang gun, it flew ten zhang away, hit a boulder, the upper body was almost red, the wounds were heavy, the blood at the corners of the mouth was continuous, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and he looked at Tang Chen in horror.

The two forcibly supported their bodies and swallowed several pills, although it seemed that the injury was heavier than that of Tang Gun, but when they fought, Tang Gun would be killed by Hurt Buxiao.

However, at this time, the wound no longer paid attention to Tang Gun, but a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes, staring at Tang Chen deadly.

He regretted it, he should have dealt with Tang Chen with all his strength just now, and he wouldn't have been injured like this.

Tang Gun was panting, looking at the injury, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, you are going to die today!"

"Hmph!

Hurt Buxiao glanced at Tang Gun, full of anger, completely forgetting the fear just now, if a martial cultivator like him was defeated in the hands of two low-level martial cultivators, it would be a shame that could not be washed away in his life.

At this time, Tang Chen moved, and the three thousand thunderbolts were directly cast, instantly appearing within three zhang range of the injured body.

Tang Chen released the artistic conception of killing the god and shrouded the other party, the bloodthirsty color in his eyes kept flashing, and the weird smile hurt his scalp and tingled.

However, he didn't hesitate to fight, and immediately faced the battle, and struck out with one palm, which was his most powerful move.

Tang Chen seemed to make a move a moment earlier than the other party, and with a big wave of his hand, a dark black vortex instantly shrouded the other party's body.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Tang Chen flew upside down five zhang away, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again, and the killing intent in his eyes was surging like a sea tide.

Yes!

With a miserable scream, the injury did not roar but flew upside down, half of the right arm was left, the bloody white bones were exposed, and the left hand supported the body and stepped back, looking at Tang Chen in horror.

"You..."

Half of his arm was dissolved by the dark black vortex, and he was almost frightened crazy, terrified, and yelled, but fortunately, the collision between the two was strong enough to shock him back, otherwise he would have turned into nothingness.

Tang Gun was about to make a move, but before he could do it, Tang Chen shot before him, and when he reacted, he was already lying on the ground.

Tang Chen's eyes flashed with purple light, the corners of his mouth were upturned, his footsteps moved, and he instantly appeared in front of the injured body, and the purple-gold big hand pressed down, and the dark black vortex appeared again.

"Ahh

Hurt Buxiao shouted, desperate, his left hand tried his best to strike, and the true yuan was as turbulent as a tsunami.

Rumble!!

There was another loud bang, Tang Chen Shengsheng took this blow, did not take a step back, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, glanced at the bloody wound on his left arm, he moved, and attacked again.

This time, the injury did not have such good luck, and was instantly swallowed by the dark black vortex and disappeared without a trace.

After ten breaths, everything calmed down, Tang Chen sat on the ground with his buttocks, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and gasped.

Gradually, the purple in his eyes receded, replaced with a faint gold, then gray again, and finally returned to normal.

Tang Gun staggered over, fell beside him, held Tang Chen's arm, and said tiredly, "How is it, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a little injured!" Tang Chen looked at the Tang gun and smiled bitterly: "Are you okay?"

"I almost hung up!" Tang Gun shook his head: "But my life is big!"

"Haha! This time it's really miserable! I've never met such a terrifying opponent, if it weren't for you, I would be miserable!" Tang Chen patted Tang Gun on the shoulder.

"Don't say it, you killed him!" Tang Gun pouted: "I can't understand you more and more, what's going on with your body, is it still made of meat?"

"Hehe, I'm a body refining martial cultivator, and my physical body is naturally strong!" Tang Chen smiled faintly: "You lured him away before, so we have a chance to win, otherwise, even if we don't die, we will still be in a stalemate with him!"

"Yes, the main reason is that the other party's realm is too high and we are too high, if it weren't for luck, your blow would have injured it, and the attack power would have been greatly reduced, and it is estimated that we would be miserable!" Tang Gun nodded, his face solemn: "Speaking of which, the strength is still not enough!"

"There's no way, our cultivation time is too short, how can we compare to these old horsemen who have been cultivating for decades!" Tang Chen sighed: "Heal quickly, Brother Song is almost here! I hope there will be no enemies! Otherwise, with our current situation, even the sevenfold martial arts cultivation of the Human King Realm will be difficult to deal with!"

Because of the serious injuries, it was more difficult for the two to move, so they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to exercise to heal their injuries.

Tang Gun swallowed a handful of pills, but Tang Chen didn't, because his current body, recovery ability was beyond his imagination, and there was no need to waste the pills.

Whew!!

After half a pillar of incense, there were eager footsteps in the distance, and the number of people was no less than five!

Tang Chen opened his eyes, his spiritual sense unfolded, and after discovering Song Yuntian's trace, his hanging heart relaxed, slowly got up, put away the Qiankun ring on the ground, looked at Tang Gun, and found that he was concentrating on healing his injuries.

At this time, three old men with gray hair came to Tang Chen with three young people.

These three old men are all powerhouses of the half-step Human Emperor Realm, and each of them is much stronger than Hurt Buxiao.

This is Moyunling, although it has declined, it is not as good as before.

However, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and even if it declines, it is far from being comparable to ordinary sects.

(End of chapter)