"I'll see how you're going to cover it!" Du Ling stepped over a piece of chopped wood, and flew towards Cheng Wulin and Wang Luli, who were standing side by side.

This time he was really angry. The cooperation of these boys was too outrageous, and he didn't get any benefits for a while. Although this was due to the serious internal injuries he had suffered from the previous battle with Tu Tingting, with the pride of his city lord, how could he tolerate that he had not achieved the effect he wanted after several attacks in a row.

Cheng Wulin and Wang Luli saw that Du Ling was attacking, and decisively jumped to both sides.

Du Ling drew half a circle in the air and rushed in the direction of Wang Luli without hesitation.

"Come on!" Du Ling fell rapidly, like the sun god descending into the world, and the golden light of the stabbing sword in his hand was dazzling, and it slashed down.

Wang Luli flicked the straight knife emitting billowing black smoke horizontally, and stabbed it at the top of his head again.

The tip of the knife against the tip of the sword, the two stabbed together, making a sharp sound that made the eardrum tingle.

The soil under Wang Luli's body seemed to have been smashed by the force of a thousand jun, cracked with a bang, and then slowly collapsed into a circular pit.

A trace of blood appeared from the corner of his mouth, and he held his breath to support Du Ling's heavy blow.

Brush! Two sharp cards swirled and flew over, Du Ling waved one hand violently, and rows of birch trees rose from the ground, standing between the two cards one after another to block the attack.

Wang Luli took the opportunity to hold the knife and pushed it upward, and Du Ling's momentum was temporarily suppressed back by him. He pushed Yunxiang's hilt violently, and the black smoke swirled and scattered, wrapping around Du Ling's Han Feng, and was about to touch Du Ling's fingers holding the sword.

Du Ling frowned and hurriedly retreated into the air behind him. Without knowing Wang Lu's ability to leave the seal, he still didn't dare to easily contact the black smoke.

Wang Luli took advantage of the fact that he had just retreated, and threw out a copper coin.

This is Gongsun Zhu's? Looking at the fiery copper coin, he subconsciously landed down to dodge, but he immediately realized that Sun Zhu, the protagonist of the seal, had fallen into a coma, and now this copper coin could not be used even if he was capable.

Tear and pull! As he fell, a dragon scale flew against his ankle, slicing the leggings off his leg, and a trail of blood slowly wet his cloth shoes along the cleft.

"Two bunny cubs!" With the feeling of being teased, Du Ling roared and opened his arms.

There was a crackling sound of metal clashing from his body, and pieces of black and gold metal covered the surface of his body as if they had grown out of him.

The streamlined metal fit perfectly on Du Ling's body, from his feet to his head, and finally two curved iron armors swirled out from Du Ling's neck, clicked together, and bent out a hemispherical inky glass mask from the top of his head.

This is Du Ling's third seal. Wang Luli looked at Du Ling, who was tightly wrapped like a robot, with a pale face.

Du Ling's third seal turned out to be this defensive type that wrapped the whole body.

Wang Luli hung down his knife a little disheartened. Although his Black Cloud Phase's ability can repel Du Ling, it is only effective if it touches the opponent's skin, and now looking at Du Ling like this, it seems that this form is unusable.

"It's enough for you to be proud of me to come out in my English." Du Ling's voice came out from under the armor a little muffled.

"It's useless to talk more, come on, City Lord Du!" Wang Lu shook off the clouds, and the black smoke on it circled around the blade a few times and turned into a white mist.

Du Ling stood in the air, holding the golden Han Feng horizontally: "One blow." ”

After speaking, he slashed through the air and fell, his chest and abdomen exposed, and he didn't believe that Wang Luli would break through his defenses at all.

Wang Luli took two steps back, and the white clouds on the tip of the knife on the cloud phase were stretched into a slender one.

This is indeed the final blow.

Boom!

Cheng Wulin quickly threw out two cards and cushioned them in front of the tip of Du Ling's sword. Even if it is a little blocked, it can win Wang Luli a chance.

However, he saw a strange smile on Du Ling's face under the black glass that did not cover his mouth.

Cheng Wulin had a bad heart, so he hurriedly rushed forward with an arrow step, but it was too late.

Only then did he suddenly realize that although Du Ling had used the third seal, Du Ling's stabbing sword had never shown its effect except for stabbing it.

As soon as the sword touched the two dragon scales, the latter split apart as if it had exploded, and it did not stop it in the slightest.

Even the cloud phase in Wang Luli's hand was blown into golden pieces.

Burst! Han Feng pierced Wang Luli's throat and burst out the blood of Du Ling's mask.

But he couldn't do it anymore if he tried to stab him down.

Cheng Wulin pounced like a mad lion, grabbed Du Ling's arm and pulled it hard.

Du Ling's body lost its center of gravity, fell off Wang Luli's body, and rolled with Cheng Wulin.

Du Ling tugged at Cheng Wulin's clothes and tried to get rid of him: "What the are you ...... Yes! ”

Cheng Wulin bit down on Du Ling's only exposed chin. Du Ling screamed in pain, and Han Feng was thrown to the ground by him with a thud.

"Me! Exercise! You! Mother! Cheng Wulin kicked Du Ling like crazy, and when his hands and feet were framed, he bit his mouth, even if he bit on the armor until his teeth bleed, he didn't stop.

Du Ling didn't expect this kid's strength to be so great, and he couldn't break free from his limbs being entangled for a long time.

"Enough!" He freed two fingers and hooked it, and a birch tree that grew flat grew over, knocking Cheng Wulin to the side with a bang.

"Little madman!" He lifted the mask upward, felt the bite on his chin, and waved his hand to make the armor disappear.

Seeing that Cheng Wulin was about to get up, he held his hands together, and two bifurcated birch trees suddenly grew out of the ground, sandwiching Cheng Wulin in the middle and unable to move.

"It's useless, my Hanfeng only needs to puncture a little wound to flow into the blood of the whole body, and then he will explode into a ball of golden mud, take a good look!"

"Me! I'll kill you! The corners of Cheng Wulin's mouth were bleeding, and he roared hoarsely.

"Save some strength, it's your turn later......" After Du Ling finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

After playing with Tu Tingting today, I fought with these juniors for a long time, and I was indeed a little tired.

Where did Wang Qian's damn things go? At this point, they should come over and help me, huh?

Cheng Wulin was still shouting over there.

What a quack! He was going to get rid of the kid now, but another headache made him give up on the idea.

Forget it, let's get some rest.

He rubbed his stomach, which had been shaken by Tu Tingting until it had not been very comfortable.

Suddenly, a hand that was so thin that the veins protruded that it seemed to grow out of his stomach and gently covered his mouth.

An old voice sounded in his head.

"Lord of the city, if you're tired, let's rest."

Du Ling's mind was dizzy for a while, and he fell face down straight.