"Black handsome guy!"

"Jing Chong!"

The first to shout was an extremely weak voice, a fat face, thick lips, and a pale face, although he was still under the control of the enemy, but at the moment when he saw Jing Chong fighting for himself and finally ended in failure, he let out a heart-rending throat exhalation.

And the second voice is those who have been embarrassed behind Jing Chong, Liu Yan, Lu Tianyun, Miao Renfeng, Hu Yidao and the only female Zhai Xingniang, the voices of the five people are almost at the same time, but the most striking is Zhai Xingniang, probably because she is the only woman, or the woman's voice is originally sharper than the man, but her voice quickly suppressed the shouts of others, and it also seemed particularly concerned.

Among several people, she was not injured alone, and in the face of such a tidal collapse, she was also the most excited, almost rushing to Jing Chong's side with a brisk walk, holding the broad shoulders with a pair of nervous hands, and the worry on her face was self-evident.

But such concerns seem so out of place on such occasions.

Looking at Jing Chong at this time, after being attacked by Qiu Zhiyuan's merciless medicine pestle, the entire left shoulder became completely numb, without a trace of consciousness, and the blood and qi in the body were constantly moving up and down along the meridians in the body as if it was drumming.

At this moment, he felt that his shoulders were sinking and was held by a force, and then a familiar voice came from his ears, in this case, the originally chaotic brain cooperated with the intervention of an external voice, and suddenly became even more infuriating, and he couldn't help but breathe again, and then another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The uncontrollable pain is extraordinarily long in this spraying, Jing Chong himself is not a person who is afraid of suffering, but this feeling is so clear, so uncontrollable, and so powerless.

After a violent spit, Jing Chong's internal breath gradually stabilized, but his extremely weak body made it difficult for him to support it, and his whole body was paralyzed and weak, and he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"Jing Chong, you... Are you okay!" The slightly worried voice was mixed with endless worry, Zhai Xingniang held his back with one hand and stroked his shoulder with the other and said eagerly.

The moment he heard these words of concern, Jing Chong gradually sobered up a little, slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the familiar face, red cheeks, and handsome facial features, which should have been a very pleasing scene, but at this time, it immediately provoked Jing Chong's tense nerves.

"Zhai Xingniang, it's you, thank you, but I don't need it!" As soon as he saw this face, the first thing that came to mind was the bits and pieces of the past three years, although he didn't know why the girl in front of him suddenly took such care of himself, but it was not difficult for him to guess from the previous bits and pieces, the other party was a cat crying mouse, and even the worried expression seemed so contrived.

Thinking of this, Zou Cang's face immediately appeared in his mind, and the cheerful image quickly disappeared in front of him as if it had been torn apart by a demon hand from hell in an instant.

Suddenly, he only felt an incomparably dull feeling in his chest, and a nausea from the depths of his soul emerged, and he reflexively stood up.

Dodging Zhai Xingniang's support, Jing Chong's body trembled and shook for a moment, as if he was enchanted, and no longer paid attention to Zhai Xingniang, who was stunned like a wooden chicken, and under the worried gaze of the other party, he faced Qiu Zhiyuan opposite again.

"I won't be defeated, and Hai Yuan, I must take him away today!" With a firm gaze and a resolute expression, Jing Chong at this time completely went crazy as if he had been changed.

The steel knife in his hand was raised again, and he endured the discomfort all over his body and chose to attack again.

"Black handsome guy!" Nie Haiyuan on the other side had already been infected by Jing Chong's crazy actions, he struggled to rush out and fight side by side with the other party, but his extremely weak body and the enemy's control did not allow him to act at all, so no matter how he struggled, he could only watch the tragedy happen.

"Leave me alone, I beg you!" In the end, Nie Haiyuan could only choose to wail weakly, but even so, he still couldn't stop Jing Chong's determination.

The thick blood on the steel knife completely covered the blade, and the crimson blade was like a magic knife from hell at this time, it was ferocious and violent, and it would not retreat until death.

Under the cover of the powerful momentum, even Qiu Zhiyuan on the opposite side couldn't help but gasp, he had seen a lot of dying struggles, but it was the first time he had seen such a resolute and furious situation, so at this moment, even if he was as powerful as he couldn't help but tremble a little, but as the black figure on the opposite side slowly approached, his face was immediately replaced by a strange smile.

"This is called a dog jumping over the wall, no matter how hard you fight, it's just a junior in the realm of blood, if you want to fight with me, it doesn't seem to be enough level!"

As Qiu Zhiyuan's words fell, the medicine pestle in his hand was also crossed to his chest again, this time he did not choose to attack, but quietly waited for Jing Chong's attack to keep approaching, he believed in his own strength, and even more believed in the gap between the realms, so in the face of the opposite decision, he would be so calm.

And Jing Chong's attack has completely abandoned the previous moves, he is already a little berserk, if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent, he is doing the last fight, and the last fight, if he fails this time, he will really fail, so in the face of Qiu Zhiyuan, he has no trace of fear.

The steel knife in his hand drove the powerful momentum to surge, and the next moment it was like a hundred blood wolves swarming up, and the rich blood qi wrapped itself in an instant, not only that, but at the moment when it was close to Qiu Zhiyuan's distance, the blood qi was like fire, and it was also wrapped in an instant.

And at this time, the steel knife is not the slightest fancy, he is like the eyes of a blood wolf, but more like the teeth of a blood wolf, once the target is locked, he can't relax if he swears to death, and the steel knife is waved and rampaged, and it collides with the medicine pestle on the opposite side in an instant.

The power of rich blood qi was like a flood ready to go, flooding the whole world in an instant, and at the same time surrounding Qiu Zhiyuan, but although Qiu Zhiyuan did not really fight back, the power of the rich battle qi was even stronger first, and all the blood qi was blocked by it at the moment when it was close to a foot around him, and the gap formed by the two colors of one light and one red continued to widen.

In the next moment, the power of the pale red battle qi quickly exploded, and suddenly spread rapidly like tumbling sand, and all the blood and qi of the incoming attack were swallowed up under the cover of this sand, and then a powerful force also exploded.

At first, Jing Chong's sword was like a big knife and it was like a big knife and it was like a bamboo, but as the power of the opposite side continued to come, his knife was like falling into the mud and algae, and the last powerful shock force was even more violent, and the rolling sand and dust submerged itself instead.

The suffocating momentum kept coming, and Jing Chong, who was already extremely weak, could no longer support his consciousness at the moment when he poured out all his strength, he only felt a flower in front of him, a soft foot, and then his body leaned back and he was unconscious.