Yingdang is the same as Deng Yu before, his pupils are white, and he says that his eyes can see through people's hearts, but Yingdang's bewitching eyes do not fluctuate, and there is no way to detect his moves and tricks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

King Li passively faced the battle, as long as he encountered a hard encounter, he tried his best to unload part of his strength and dodge backwards, but fortunately, King Li's flexibility was much stronger, and Yingdang was inferior in pace after all, and the original tendency to forcibly attack also slowed down, and even occasionally could be attacked by King Li.

The battle became more and more dangerous, Li Wang shot through his fist, and stabbed into Yingdang's waist, just about to pull out the spear but it was too late, Yingdang's right hand pressed on the spear, and he didn't care about the bleeding wound, but pulled the gun and slowly leaned towards him.

King Li stared at the white eyes and felt a chill in his heart, the spear did not enter the wound at all, and it could come out from the back.

Just about to rivet and try to take out the spear, but was taken first, only to see the other party hold the spear tightly, and fell backwards in the twilight, and Li Wang only felt that the huge force was transmitted from the body of the spear to the palm of his hand, and the next plate instantly lost stability, was picked up, and fell to the ground with a thud, falling into the dark, and stars appeared in front of him.

Before King Li could recover his strength, he saw Yingdang walking towards him step by step, with a spear stuck in his waist, straight and very terrifying.

"Shall I draft it!"

King Li hadn't spoken foully for a long time, but in the face of the lifeless Yingdang, he was angry.

The Tower of Babel will not die, so you don't have to worry about it, although you lose the spear at the moment, but Lao Tzu still has two fists and legs, and it won't last long depending on the tendency of your bleeding.

The tiger's eyes were round, King Li's hair was scattered, his hair hung down on his back, and the whole person pounced on him like a madman.

The two collided together, and King Li secretly pulled a spear, and the hole became even more bloody and blurred.

With a roar, he grabbed King Li's neck and fell backwards, and the spear snorted out, and King Li was choked by the throat, his pupils were about to fall out, and his face was blood-red, which was a precursor to suffocation.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A dull voice echoed, King Li lost his mind, and he didn't even know when Yingdang let go, so he could only fix his head at once, and then slam it on the ground again and again.

The back of the head collapsed, the red and white ones were left on the ground, the nails were deeply embedded in the skin, and Yingdang at this time no longer had a good face, and the whole person was like being baptized with blood, from Shura Hell.

It seemed that the Tower of Babel couldn't stand it anymore, and with King Li's last blow, Yingdang turned into a puff of black mist and dissipated in the air, and even the filth was emptied.

"Whew... Whew..."

Panting heavily, he gradually laughed, and after a while, the laughter echoed in the tower, and King Li finally relieved himself.

After a long time, King Li recovered a little, and only then did he find his way to the third layer and walked up directly.

I didn't think about clearing the customs when I came to explore the Heavenly Tower this time, how far I could go, at least I could have a deeper understanding when I entered the next time.

Li Wang only stepped down, and an inexplicable black shadow leaned against the opposite wall, if you can still look closely, you can find that this person is holding the lampstand with one hand, and there is no other support, standing in the air......

"Love is righteous and fierce, and ambition is stubborn; General Di Qing! ”

There is no need to be reminded by that feeling at all, King Li knew the identity of this person at a glance, and it was precisely because of its weirdness that King Li remembered it vividly.

Wearing a cloak, wearing a copper mask, this kind of outfit is in line with many people, but only two people can have this momentum, one of them is Di Qing, and the reason why the other person is excluded is because that person is not a copper mask, but a helmet to cover his face.

"Whoosh..."

The strong wind in his ears hit, King Li's waist was shortened without hesitation, and three dark arrows slashed through the ends of his scattered hair one after another, if he was a little late, I am afraid that his head would be shot.

At the same time, the secret path is not delaying, and the existence in the Tower of Babel seems to be irrational, only instinctive killing, and they naturally don't need other openings.

Just took the first three steps, a total of five arrows were hit, the light on the third layer was dim, and the direction of the incoming arrows could only be judged by consciousness and sound, but after all, there was a big error in people's feelings, and Li Wang also suffered a lot of injuries, but fortunately, he dodged in time and did not hurt the vital point.

In just one look, Di Qing didn't move a single step, and forced King Li back to the passage, and it was this pause that made King Li's heart move slightly.

"This isn't his range?"

That's right, when he was forced back into the passage, Di Qing could vaguely see Di Qing put away the bow and arrow in his hand, it seems that the Tower of Babel has some rules of non-interference, as long as he leaves the range of the third layer, he will not be hit again.

The spirit was shocked, and I didn't know if this was a bug, but Li Wang did feel that it was profitable, and in order to confirm his conjecture, he stepped on the third layer again.

Just as he thought, at the same time as he fell in one step, Di Qing bent his bow and arrows, and in one go, the same three beads, the same according to the center of his eyebrows, just like the first blow, without any deviation.

Retreating to the second layer again, this time King Li had a plan, it seems that the reason why Di Qing leaned against the wall was to target the people who came up in the passage, without further ado, taking advantage of the fact that the value of the Guangwu Emperor increased by the Long Xiang Catalogue did not dissipate, he could occupy the passage and use his voice to lure Di Qing.

Just do it, King Li took eleven arrows from his waist, all of which were nailed to the wall after Di Qing used them, and King Li couldn't throw arrows to hurt the enemy, but it was no problem to rely on these arrows to disturb Di Qing's hearing.

If he has good eyesight and can only vaguely see Di Qing, then he is hiding in the passage, and Di Qing will not be able to see clearly.

The sound of "snort" sounded, and one after another arrows were thrown over, some fell to the ground, and some flew towards Di Qing.

"Whoosh ......"

A few bowstrings rippled, and the bows and arrows thrown by King Li were broken one after another, and at this moment, King Li rolled down, and all the remaining arrows in his hands were thrown out, and the direction was impartial, and they landed at the mouth of the passage.

And Di Qing really didn't pay attention to King Li's figure, and instead fired three arrows at the entrance of the passage......

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, but I didn't dare to make a sound, Di Qing didn't dare to expose my whereabouts.

At this time, King Li rolled past the three lamp holders one after another, and leaned on the blind corner under the lamp base without moving, without a bow and arrow in his hand, he could only watch Di Qing's movements from the gaps, waiting for an opportunity.

There are only two lamp holders between Di Qing and King Li, although it is not far, but King Li does not dare to risk himself, the ghost knows how fast Di Qing's reaction speed is...... (To be continued.) )