Wen Yiming's true yuan and spiritual power have bottomed out, and time is running out to continue to maintain the effectiveness of all buff skills, although the amplification combination is still a day away, but the recovery can't keep up, and the amplification effect will begin to disappear from the last skill cast.

This is the key to making Wen Yiming resolutely carry out a counterattack, the last skill is punishment, after disappearing, Zhou Gang will control his reason, and no longer attack indiscriminately;

However, when the sacrifice and battle cry are gone, his physical strength will also be greatly reduced, and it is difficult to predict whether the recovery provided will be able to support the dragon and tiger's forbidden anger, and he must inflict heavy damage on Zhou Gang before then, otherwise this day and night of hard fighting will be wasted and his life will be lost.

Running Chinese Yiming gradually slowed down, pretending to be difficult to persevere, he could feel Zhou Gang's perseverance was decreasing, although the murderous intent in his eyes was strong, but there was hesitation, which was a precursor to wanting to give up.

When Wen Yiming's vain footsteps staggered, Zhou Gang arrived, and with a fierce slash, the few remaining true yuan released two sword rays, and Wen Yiming, who had been premeditated, suddenly shook his feet and suddenly recoiled, and the wind step exploded in an instant, and at the same time he opened his arms to bombard, he gritted his teeth and rushed, not even caring about the sword light between his chest and abdomen.

'Khoo!'

The silver-veined heavy sword was blasted away by the dragon spear under the mental calculation and unintentional, Zhou Gang's hands burst into tears, and he stopped in horror, and hurriedly sacrificed a big shield to face the top of his head.

The dragon spear did not have much momentum left, but it still smashed it to the point that his eyes were full of stars, blood was spilling from his mouth and nose, and the wounds on his arms were surging bloody, and he had not succeeded in withdrawing, and Wen Yiming's desperate collision was directly diagonally shouldered on his chest.

'Bang ——!'

Zhou Gang vomited blood in the upside-down flight, threw off the big shield and landed on the ground and turned around and desperately escaped, he gave up early, and he was unwilling to persist until now, at this moment he was suddenly counterattacked, the sternum was shattered, the viscera was displaced again, the meridians were broken in several places, and he didn't get out, even if he had the opportunity to kill Wen Yiming, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep his cultivation, and it would be a problem to live.

At this moment, he gave up and fled for his life, as long as he could save his life and return to the Western Regions, once he recovered, he would lead a large number of masters to capture Wen Yiming alive and let the rest of his life spend his life in torture.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the crowd that followed suddenly booed, and after a day and a night of pursuit, Wen Yiming suddenly tried his best, reversed the fighter in one fell swoop, and finally became a counter-chase, which made the onlookers unacceptable and extremely exciting.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wen Yiming is no better than Zhou Gang, his chest and abdomen are hard to resist the two sword rays, although he did not cut through the body, his impact still makes him bleed, and the blood overflowing from his mouth during the chase was carried by the strong wind and flew behind him.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Gang's true yuan and spiritual power had already dried up, and he fled for his life under the forging of physical cultivation purely with a perseverance to survive, Wen Yiming was not much better, and his true yuan and spiritual power were only able to maintain the continuation of the dragon and tiger's forbidden anger in the five-fold recovery amount of the amplification mixture, and Wen Yiming's state could almost only maintain the small consumption of the aura of concentration.

The strength of the Dragon Devouring Beidou allowed him to still stick to Zhou Gang without a swift wind step, and all attacks were pure power-type blows.

Zhou Gang naturally knew that Wen Yiming's state had fallen to the bottom in the escape, perhaps, he could kill the other party in one fell swoop when he was not being chased and killed, but his state at the moment was able to keep turning back and attacking in the desperate escape, which was already the most extreme limit.

Although it is late at night, it is like daylight at this moment, thousands of martial arts cultivators who are watching the excitement hold torches high, big families or sect forces even hold crystal charging lamps, and even a large number of martial arts cultivators flying in the sky follow in the sky, and the lights are bright in all directions, which is magnificent.

The gangsters of Qingyun Castle in the crowd couldn't help but make a move, several black-clothed people rushed towards Wen Yiming, and the crowd burst into shouts and curses, chasing and killing and counter-chasing and killing for a day and two nights, and countless people spontaneously regarded this high-level protracted battle as a fair encounter.

Despite this mentality, there is no one to help, Qingyun Castle is a behemoth, although it has experienced heavy casualties in three major battles in the twin cities, but they all understand that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, just like the declining twin cities, the strength that erupts in life and death is still comparable to the first-class forces.

What's more, Qingyun Castle has nearly ten forces attached to it, and it is commendable that these onlookers can help and reprimand.

Several black-clothed people who had cultivated to the late stage of the Great Martial Arts scurried out, and when they appeared in Wen Yiming's perception, they were already nearly twenty meters, and his extra spiritual power could not cover wider.

While Wen Yiming was secretly scolding in his heart, he gave up the opportunity to attack Zhou Gang, shook his hand and sacrificed several spears and drank violently.

With a pop, two men in black were pierced, and three others were knocked out of the slashing spear and fell to the ground.

"Come on!"

Wen Yiming ran wildly and roared, comparable to the forging body cultivation of the first level of the Martial Sect, even if there was no True Yuan to add his body, the power of the battle body alone was enough to kill the Great Martial Arts in seconds.

The throwing spear of a group killing did shock the unscrupulous people in the crowd for a moment, who would have expected that in this extreme state, Wen Yiming would still be fearless.

After a few breaths, Qingyun Castle, Famous Sword Tianmen, Crane Xiaomen and other forces rushed out in groups again, regardless of the crowd's uproar and accusations, to kill Wen Yiming, they all understood that once this killing god won this time, with his temperament, he would definitely come to seek revenge, and he must take this opportunity to get rid of it.

The whistling sound of the spear sounded, and the screams were endless, if it wasn't Wen Yiming's shot, the dragon soul in the crowd had already shot, and after recovery, many members had been able to enter the battle with injuries, especially the generals who had been forged by Gangfeng and Ice Wind, even if they were not in their heyday, they were also first-class masters in the south.

Before, Amon and the others woke up one after another, far away from the high-altitude wood spirit shuttle to follow, they didn't think about making a move, but they all understood that Wen Yiming could be said to have offended the ninety percent sect and family in the south, and once they made a move, they would break the balance of pursuit and killing.

If it was placed in normal times, they would naturally not scruple about it, and at the moment, in the entire dragon soul, except for Ling Qingping and Yiqing, who were in slightly better condition, the rest were all seriously injured and had not recovered, such as Yang Tianhao and Fifth Autumn Cross, Ah Meng and others were even less than one percent of the true yuan, and if the battle situation was chaotic, they would fall into a state of being besieged.

And at this moment, they don't have to wait, the voices of discontent in the crowd are coming and going, and their actions will not put the tide of the battle in disadvantage.

Zhong Xiaoshan overtook the Mu Ling Shuttle to fly at a low altitude, allowing the Fifth Autumn Cross, Ameng, and Yang Tianhao to continue to cultivate and recover, and the rest of the Dragon Soul members all drove down into the air, and the Eight Tartars took the lead in killing the enemy and landed, Cui Lang was not far behind, Sai Yaren, Yiqing, Ling Qingping, and Lao Wu landed one after another, and wiped out a group of miscellaneous fish in the blink of an eye, and the crowd applauded.

Zhou Gang, who gradually got rid of Wen Yiming, was so angry that he was dizzy, he just wanted to hold on to Huangchongling, once he teleported to the Western Regions, after he sent a message, he would inevitably be saved, and even killed.