Standing on the vast plain of the slaughtering noise, facing a mile to the northwest, is a tropical jungle that stretches down from the mountains. Trees and flowers are overgrown. Before today, it was just an ordinary wild jungle, as quiet as ever, but by the time night fell, the hinterland from the depths of the forest was already a mess.

A wild cat crouched in the intertwined trees, hiding itself in the darkness of the night, not daring to make a move, but staring at the turbulent heart of the jungle with two green eyes. In front of it, tall trees broke and collapsed one by one, and the stumps and leaves fell all over the ground, and the wide flat ground was scattered with huge potholes, and beyond the potholes, there were layers of cracks in the ground. And the dark-skinned, strong-armored woman was holding a thousand-pound sledgehammer, sparking sparks on the cracked ground, bringing up a cloud of wind and dust, and rushing out savagely.

"Rush on!" Zhong Wuyan let out a low roar, the strength of his arms surged, and his feet shook the ground, and the whole person grabbed the heavy hammer and rushed forward. On the other side, the shirtless, heavily armored man raised his fists and slammed them in front of his chest, making a deafening sound, and then raised his feet and slammed on the ground, shaking up a circle of dust, while his body protruded forward, rushing out like a wild bull. "Rush with pride!" Lian Po shouted, raised two big fists equipped with heavy wrist armor, and as soon as his breath sank, he used his entire majestic body to rush forward with a huge force. Zhong Wuyan and Lian Po, heavy hammer and heavy fist, the two powerful forces hedged away fiercely like two meteorite meteors, and no one had a trace of hesitation or fear in a hard-fought duel.

As a result, the two ferocious figures collided quickly, and the brazenly swinging jack hammer and heavy wrist armor collided in an instant, bursting out with an astonishing sound and agitating energy. Along the spot where the hammer and fist collided, a violent wave of energy surged up, swaying a cloud of wind, sand and gravel, and shattering the ground that was already full of cracks under the feet of the two. "Hahaha! Carefree! Heroine, your hammer really weighs enough. Lian Po held his hot face, looked at Zhong Wuyan who was holding a heavy hammer in front of him, and laughed loudly while panting. Less nonsense! You're happier the more you fight, aren't you? Take the old lady's hammer again! Zhong Wuyan glanced at the other party, raised his sweaty face, and scolded. Then she flipped her hand and raised the hammer, and hammered down at Lian Po again. "Good! Again! Lian Po laughed heroically, and with his stiff head and a heavy fist in his left arm, he struck the heavy hammer that fell again with a huge heavy wrist armor. After leaving the frontal battlefield in the plain outside Lingcheng, Lian Po and Zhong Wuyan came to this tropical jungle in the northwest direction, without the scruples of other soldiers, the two began to vent their powerful power to the fullest, and fought unscrupulously in the hinterland of the jungle.

Although their strength is not as powerful and terrifying as Xiang Yu and Bai Qi, they don't have too many varied moves, and what they still have is just one body of strength. But it is the domineering and brutal power that makes their duel more simple and pure, a hard-fought battle, and a pure collision of powers. So when the heavy hammer and heavy fist collided again and again, it caused direct force damage to the surrounding flowers, trees, and even the earth, and then after their duel, the entire jungle hinterland also became a wolf at night, but at this moment, their duel was still not over. After a hard hit, Lian Po and Zhong Wuyan took three steps back from each other, sinking to the ground, gasping heavily. Although they were all sweating profusely and panting, whether it was Zhong Wuyan or Lian Po, the heavy hammers in their hands and the clenched heavy fists were still accumulating strength, always ready for the next wave of collisions.

"It's been a long time since I've met such a good opponent! That's a hammer. Lian Po slammed his fists on the ground, blushing, gasping for air as he raised his gaze and stared at Zhong Wuyan in front of him. He is really happy in his heart, since Yingzheng ascended to the emperor three years ago, the situation in the country has changed greatly, in order to protect the water and soil, he has always been in Bailuo City, protecting the people of the city. Although this has saved many lives and protected the tranquility of the city, for Lian Po, such a life is too embarrassing and aggrieved. In the face of the danger of his family and country, the seven-foot man is full of enthusiasm, who doesn't want to raise his knife to kill the enemy and protect the country, not to mention that Lian Po is so proud and loyal to others, it is even more difficult to calm the spirit. However, his strength alone was really limited, and in order to protect the people of Bailuo City, he had to stay in the city and wait for the opportunity. In the past three years, Lian Po has endured too much, and his boiling hot blood almost burned himself to death.

Until the opportunity finally appeared, the moment he received the heroic assembly order issued by Xiang Yu, he Lian quite did not hesitate to step on the lonely brigade and rush to the battlefield. And now, in this war that will affect the fate of the whole country, he has just met an enemy who is willing to make him go all out, isn't this a great feeling of great joy! Lian Po felt that the blood and martyrdom he had been holding back for three years were going to explode at this moment. Therefore, even if he was sweating profusely and his limbs were tired, he had to clench his fists and attack with pride! But on the other hand, Zhong Wuyan's mood is not as strong as the corpse demons, who also want to pursue freedom, perhaps, Bai Qi, is not the only exception among them. But they have become corpses after all, and for them now, even if they want to be free—it is the "freedom" to kill.

Just now, they desperately want to tear apart the steel cage that imprisoned them, and more importantly, the smell of corpses and blood that overflowed after the slaughter on the battlefield drifted into the valley with the night wind. And after smelling the extremely pungent smell of blood rot in the wind, the desire to kill in their bodies was also infinitely awakened, so they wanted to tear the cage like crazy, and wanted to rush out like crazy. They, after all, are corpse demons. Finally, there was a slight cracking sound from the steel cage - after one of the corpse demons had gritted four or five teeth, it finally tore open an inch-thick piece of steel under its mouth, and the blood of the corpse dripped down the crack in the steel.

Immediately afterward, the other corpses tore open a corner of the cage one after another, whether it was a broken tooth or a broken claw, they all cracked the tough steel of this characteristic, and then they continued to bite frantically until they could tear a large enough piece of the cage.

(End of chapter)