Wen Yiming tightened the dragon spear in his hand, his faintly sour and blood-filled ten fingers were a little painful, and wearing the White Tiger's Devouring Hard Regret Situ Thousand Blades slashed at him, which still made him feel invincible.

Situ Qianjian let out a muffled snort in his throat, and while dodging with the knife, he said, "Zhenyuan is so strong, wonderful!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward with his arms holding his sword, his eyes filled with battle intent, and he seemed to have a trace of contemplation towards Wen Yiming.

Sentiment?

Wen Yiming said secretly, he saw emotions in Situ Qianjian's eyes!

That's a hint of greedy excitement!

In the past, outside the Tianci Tower, he only felt that Situ Qianjian was expressionless, but at this moment, he knew that the other party was just a dead corpse, did a dead corpse with advanced spiritual intelligence also have emotions?

Wen Yiming and his thoughts rose, holding the gun and walking diagonally, as much as possible not to fight with the opponent's sword and gun in the confrontation, three blows will absorb one into the true element, and then one more fight, his true yuan will fall to fifty percent.

"Situ Qianjian, do you want to know your past and present lives?"

Wen Yiming controlled the speed and tone of his speech on the one hand, intending to disturb Situ Qiandao's intelligence, and on the other hand, he urged the wind to the limit, interspersed with the treacherous terrain and rushed around, trying to shoot and attack in the dodge defense, so as not to be completely controlled by the other party and force himself to fight hard.

The three of them were in a spacious and flat place, but Wen Yiming was in a place of sunken ravines two hundred meters away from the three of them, the terrain was treacherous, and there were not many places to set foot in.

This terrain is his only advantage at the moment, Situ Qianjian's spiritual perception is difficult to control and perfect the terrain, purely with the fearless characteristics of the dead corpse to attack him, and his feet will often be unbalanced and forced to quickly turn into a state of air control.

In the sea of clouds that suppressed the true element of controlling the sky, this could not only consume a large amount of Situ Qiandao's true element endurance, but also make its combat effectiveness unable to fully exert itself, because the true element was often in a state of explosion and transformation into the sky.

This is also the reason why Wen Yiming has been struggling to support until now, in order to contain Situ Qiandao, so that after the three of Sai Yaren quickly kill the fierce beast, they can protect Tong Qiang, so that they can quickly enter a peaceful induction state.

It's just that Situ Qianjian has fierce beast organs and flesh and blood, and his body forging cultivation is enough to make up for these shortcomings, plus the true yuan devoured by the Demon Devouring Knife is converted into his own use, Wen Yiming's advantage has been offset a lot, so every time after counting his breath, he will be forced to fight hard.

In less than three minutes, Wen Yiming's true yuan had fallen to forty percent.

At this moment, Sai Yaren and Hao Tianxiao were the main attackers, and they did not take the defensive position at all in Tong Qiang's super defense, and attacked and killed a few crazy pigs to the ground.

Wen Yiming could perceive in his concentration that in order to save time, several people were all outbursts of fighting for injuries beyond the limit, and although the battle ended with thunder, they were all hung up.

"Hadrons, speed into static induction!"

Sai Yaren held a stick on Tong Qiang's side, sitting cross-legged, and watched Wen Yiming fleeing in embarrassment from a distance with a worried look in his eyes, his brows furrowed.

They also knew that Wen Yiming was using the terrain to contain Situ Qiandao, but it had been a long time, and all the terrain he had stepped on gradually gave birth to memories in his mind, even if he didn't rely on spiritual perception, he could move like flying, which made Wen Yiming's advantage very little left, and the more dangerous it became, it was completely developing towards the trend of being pressed and beaten.

"Tianxiao, go and assist the instructor!"

Saiaren swallowed the potion and spoke.

He himself has no control skills, although he is stronger than Hao Tianxiao's combat power, but in front of Situ Qianjian, this advantage is not enough.

As soon as Hao Tianxiao moved, Wen Yiming once again struck out the artistic conception of the dragon spear combination, endured the discomfort of Zhenyuan being devoured, and said: "Stay in place, I am going to use the Void Aura to assist Tong Qiang in sensing, the terrain here is too dangerous." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the aura of concentration was closed.

Wen Yiming shared the void aura, although he couldn't coexist with the two auras, but he had the focus mother in his body, and he could still maintain a clear judgment of the terrain.

As Situ Qianjian became more familiar with the terrain, the offensive gradually became fierce, so that Wen Yiming could only fight with knives and guns in the dodge, and it was difficult to take the initiative to attack again.

Wen Yiming's true yuan was so thick and condensed, after being devoured, it was turned into Situ Qiandao's use, which made his combat power soar, and the emotions that erupted in his eyes were unprecedentedly ecstatic.

Wen Yiming secretly complained to himself, of course he knew why the other party was ecstatic, the Demon Devouring Knife, which had suppressed sixty percent of the artistic conception attack, seemed to have broken through to the advanced level, and began to suppress seventy percent of his artistic conception attack.

Fortunately, what he is now using is a combined artistic conception attack, which is much more powerful than a single artistic conception, otherwise he would not be able to resist for such a long time.

Even so, Wen Yiming's realm power defense in the Six Divine Outfits would also be exhausted, and his internal breath began to be sluggish.

Wen Yiming's true yuan fell sharply, coupled with the suppression of his artistic conception, his combat power plummeted, and Situ Qianjian Zhenyuan rose steadily, and even advanced with the Demon Devouring Knife, and his combat power rose sharply.

This kind of protracted war, Wen Yiming is still the first time to taste the disadvantage, and it is indeed not a taste.

'Sonorous ——!'

There was another sonorous roar, Wen Yiming retreated again, and the moment the boundary defense disappeared, Zhenyuan suddenly fell to Sancheng.

The spirit suddenly shook, and a violent combat force invisibly rose from the dragon spear.

Unyielding!

The activation of the exclusive attribute of the dragon lance made Wen Yiming's fighting spirit soar.

However, he didn't rush with a gun, Situ Qianjian at this moment was the strongest peak state, and it was not violence that could save the situation.

He still tried not to fight hard with the other party in the high-speed walk, but he began to quickly talk about the history of Situ Qiandao.

As long as he knows, starting from the Twin Cities, cultivating the selfless mind method, how to rush to Qingyun Castle, etc., etc., etc., one by one.

In the meantime, he sensed the emotion in Situ Qianji's eyes, from the initial indifference, to a trace of annoyance in the shaking of the lying silkworm, to the painful state of hard thinking and meditation in the end, which led to the easing of the offensive in his hand.

However, in the process, Wen Yiming was also seriously injured by distraction, which is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that in the distraction, he has to continue to regret it, the true yuan is already less than two percent, although the combat power is furious in the unyielding dragon lance, but carefully calculated, his one and a half percent of the true yuan, and at most four more than four fights with Situ Qiandao.

Sai Yaren and Hao Tianxiao had also learned about the fierceness of the Demon Devouring Knife from Wen Yiming before, and at this moment they looked at Tong Qiang sitting cross-legged beside them, as if their eyebrows were constantly trembling, and they couldn't help but clench their fists tightly, hoping that Tong Qiang could sense the location of Amon and the others as soon as possible, and they could escape immediately.

Because they knew that the situation Wen Yiming was in at the moment couldn't last long.

Situ Qianjian didn't need any stormy offensive, and he didn't need to be killed.

As long as he forces Wen Yiming to regret the fifth knife, the latter will run out of oil and let others slaughter him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Demon Devouring Knife is the first knife in the world.

Even a cross-level demon like Wen Yiming, who is as strong as Wen Yiming, didn't dare to attack violently.

The first knife in the world, its name is well deserved!

(End of chapter)