"Bastard ——!"

The roar of the Gurama was like a madman, and the vajra as thick as a child's arm smashed again and again, and the momentum was almost like Amun's madness when he lost his mind, and the thunderous crash was endless.

The sudden appearance of the Martial Sect caught Qin Quan off guard, and under the improvement of the secret technique of the altar, he was actually smashed to the ground by a pestle from Gurama, and he was already in the injury of Feng Reverse Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, and at this moment, he couldn't help but vomit several mouthfuls of blood.

Gu Rama was also uncomfortable, and the strengthened Xuan Needle Soul Devouring Strength hit the body, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out, strongly condensing the true vitality, and with a burst of anger, he quickly surrounded Qin Quan on the ground and continued to smash wildly.

Every heavy blow on both sides is a blood spray, the middle stage of the first layer of the Gurama Martial Sect, and Qin Quan, who has fallen from cultivation, but Qin Quan has the secret method of the altar to add his body, and the Xuan Needle Soul Devouring Power attached to the True Yuan is worse than the initial damage, although he is injured, he also has an advantage over Gurama.

And Gu Rama's only advantage is to forge his body and martial arts, endure the stinging pain in his heart, and chase after Qin Quan with a mouthful of blood and a heavy blow.

"Up!"

The black-clothed generals on the ground had already been killed, Wen Yiming could no longer retain his true yuan and spiritual power, and rushed towards Qin Quan with a command.

Everyone in the twin cities has lost their combat effectiveness, and even the pale Eight Tartars and Yang Tianhao are left in the dragon soul, Yiqing, Cui Lang, and Lao Wu Zhenyuan are exhausted, and they can't sit down, and they can open their eyes to watch the battle is already a strong fighting spirit, Amon fainted in the madness, and the rest are all seriously injured, and the Eight Tartars are replaced by Amon and took medicine to recover some Zhenyuan, and his injuries are still serious.

Yang Tianhao has a half-life ultimate, although the consumption is huge, he has always had reservations.

They didn't expect the difficulty of this group of generals, almost like the dead soldiers who were controlled, the horror at that time was only known to those who experienced it firsthand, and many black-clothed generals were still fighting to the death after their heads were beheaded, which made Wen Yiming think of the zombies in Resident Evil.

'Zheng Zheng ——!'

The two seven-stringed sound waves were released on Gu Rama's body alone, and the fifth autumn girl's lips turned white, and she continued to assist and release the confused sound waves, coupled with the consumption of the sword gall and the heart, after the two amplifications were successfully released, her body fell to the ground crookedly.

The two Martial Sects were like beasts in the Colosseum at this moment, completely losing their minds, and each blow of the broadsword and the vajra retreated backwards in vomiting blood, and roared again, and all the blood in the field was caused by vomiting from the mouth.

Wen Yiming knew that the Xuan Needle in Gu Rama's body was devouring the soul, but he was suffering from the exhaustion of the power of the Holy Light, so he could only resolutely charge with the Eight Tartars and Yang Tianhao.

From the bottom of his heart, he was extremely dissatisfied with Gurama, if he could have appeared earlier, Feng Shun would not have to die, although he knew that Feng Shun still had a breath, but he could not insist on his holy light power recovery.

Rushing into the 100 meters, Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and let out a howl to share with Gurama, and at the same time focused on blessing him.

The blessings of the Strings of Strength and the Strings of Swiftness had already given Gurama the upper hand, but at this moment, a thunderous roar roared, and the vajra became even more insane.

"Old bastard, die——!"

Gu Rama was full of swear words, combined with the majestic momentum of the huge heavy pestle, and three indiscriminate slams in a row, almost like a street boy, slashed Qin Quan backwards again and again, and he himself vomited a mouthful of black blood with ice slag cold because Zhenyuan couldn't suppress the cold needle prick in his heart.

Wen Yiming knew that Gu Rama was about to die, and in a sound transmission, Yang Tianhao lifted the blood-drinking knife and resolutely rushed towards Qin Quan, and his throat seemed to burst with a strange low roar.

Not only Qin Quan was stunned, but even the mad dog-like Gu Rama was also stunned in the hedging, who is this kid? Da Wusheng also wants to pick up the cheap and harvest the head of the Martial Sect?

The momentum of the two is not reduced, and their feet are not slow, but they are both drunk at the same time.

The low roar in Yang Tianhao's throat was more hysterical than the invective of the dove Rama, and the red light of his body loomed, slashing towards Qin Quandou who slashed at him with a sword.

"Haha!"

Qin Quan couldn't help but laugh wildly with a sword, Shuangcheng is donkey skills are exhausted, and even the great martial arts are self-killing charges.

Before the laughter fell, the Eight Tartars jumped down almost at the same time as Yang Tianhao resisted a sword.

'Poof——!'

In the midst of the thunder attack, the eight Tartars retreated lifelessly, and almost hung up last time, and he had a deep understanding of the strength of the Martial Sect.

Qin Quan was furious, seeing that the hedged Gu Rama couldn't move, and the miscellaneous fish of the Great Martial Arts actually slashed off half of his thigh with a knife, and then withdrew and ran wildly, less than ten meters away, he fell to the ground.

'Ang ——!'

When Qin Quan was furious, the dragon groaned, and Wen Yiming's dragon spear came out of his hand in an instant.

Although it was only a true element, it was still amazing, Qin Quan was extremely seriously injured in the heavy blow of the Gurama, and was split by Yang Tianhao on half of the thigh, and he didn't dare to fight again, but the lock of the dragon spear made him have to block this blow between the immobilization and release.

Gu Rama's cheeks bulged high, gritted his teeth and swooped in, Qin Quan was passively attacked by Wen Yiming and others, he had to seize this opportunity no matter what, he knew his injuries, and if he didn't use all the cold power of the true yuan to suppress his heart, he would convulsions and die without Qin Quan's hands.

Qin Quan hugged his broadsword and slashed the Flying Dragon Spear, and the immobilization had been lifted, but he couldn't escape, because the mad dog holding the vajra barking came again.

"Your Mother——!"

Gurama threw himself into the air, and still did not forget to scold and vent when he vomited out the ice slag and bruise, and slammed his head and face three times in a row.

'Bang bang bang ——!'

Qin Quan's broadsword flew and was smashed into a pool of blood, and in the blink of an eye, the smash turned into a popping sound, and there was already a puddle of flesh under the vajra.

Xie Xiao's heart was cold, a full sword light forced Mo Ziyou back, turned around and fled, he had been seriously injured by the opponent's sword qi in dozens of places, if it weren't for Qin Quan's presence, he wouldn't have been able to hold on to it at all, and now the general trend has gone, and he has completely lost his fighting spirit.

Mo Ziyou didn't say a word, raised his knife and shot after him.

In the hands of the Assassins, there was no draw, no defeat, except death.

Give up for the time being, but also to make a comeback!

As Mo Ziyou chased Xie Xiao away, the ruin-like square quieted down, and this guardian battle with a huge disparity in strength ended in a tragic victory.

At the end of the battle, Wen Yiming will collect all the shared skills to reduce the continuous consumption.

In this battle, the two cities suffered heavy losses, half of the disciples were lost a few days ago, and less than one-fifth of the high-level people were left in today's battle.

Tang Xiaoxuan and Zhan Tai were unconscious and dying, the elder deacon had less than one of the ten survivors, and the Dragon Soul team members were not lightly injured, all of them were sitting together in blood, their eyes closed and panting, and the fifth autumn maid, Ah Meng, and Yang Tianhao had already fainted from exhaustion.

Fan Chen suffered multiple fractures all over his body, and his internal organs were seriously injured, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to recover in a short time.

The most tragic is Feng Yi, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his waist can no longer be straightened, the long sword is placed horizontally on his knees, and the tendons and veins are broken, and there is not much time left.

———— fifth update!

I almost forgot, friends, the dumplings are full of energy, happy Dragon Boat Festival!

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