There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Not to mention the painful status quo in the heart of Meng Buyu, who was harmed by Zhao Gao, Murong Chui's ubiquitous pressure almost made him breathless, and the mobilization of several troops who thought they were incomparably exquisite were all suppressed, and the army of hundreds of thousands was tied hand and foot, and even the formation could not be fully stretched, so he had to follow a formation that could barely be defended.

As soon as he fought, Meng Bushu knew that he had encountered a lifelong enemy, and he had to fight with a twelve-point spirit to deal with it, and the aura he brought was even more open. That's the only way. in order to be able to maintain the army without collapsing.

As for the other hand, the eighth child who is facing Fu Jian head-on, the encounter at this time can be said to be dangerous.

The Xuanjia Shield is worthy of being the top-level equipment infused by the legendary will of powerful people, and the dull shield surface hardly reflects the slightest bit of light. For the average opponent, the edges and corners formed by the shattering of the corners are deadly killers. It's a pity that the opponent this shield encountered for the first time was Fu Jian, and these edges and corners had to continue to hide all the killing intent, trembling under Fu Jian's every attack.

At this time, even if Fu Jian's luck of the son of destiny sank into the trough, the momentum of the whole world still formed a comprehensive suppression of everyone in the old guy's team. Mai Linglong, the "prophet", had already retreated far away, and used the high speed brought by Gao Min to start killing the Di clan guards who came from a distance to support them; The "cunning" Zhao Gao has always attached various states to Mai Linglong and Lao Ba on the edge of battle, secretly looking for opportunities to break through; Only the eighth child of the "natural king", in the face of the oppression of the true emperor, can still generally maintain the combat effectiveness of the heyday, and the will to fight seems to be more vigorous than usual.

Fu Jian didn't have a weapon, and he didn't need a weapon. Every punch he threw out of thin air could form a wave of qi that was like substance, hammering heavily into Lao Ba's shield, causing the shield to make an unpleasant "squeak" sound. This wave of air shattered in front of the shield like glass, forming a small regular turbulence, as if some black cyclone was shooting in all directions, wringing everything that passed by into pieces.

Under such a powerful attack, Fu Jian's impact seemed to shatter this crumbling shield to the ground. However, the number of times this desire to break has not been broken, but it has formed a sense of security, as if as long as this shield is not broken, the status quo can be maintained without deterioration.

Unfortunately, it won't be that simple!

Fu Jian is an epic historical figure, with extremely high authority and intelligence level, and it cannot be estimated by ordinary routines at all. When several actions could not be successful, Zhao Gao, who had been brushing the blood of Lao Ba next to him, naturally became an object that could be broken through, since it was not so easy to directly smash the turtle shell that Lao Ba was blocking in front of him for a while, so it was not bad to replace the direction of the attack with Zhao Gao.

The so-called hatred mechanism has completely failed in Fu Jian.

In general terms, this is the MT that can lead to the destruction of the group!

The eighth was shocked, after effectively defending Fu Jian for so many rounds, he knew best how terrifying Fu Jian's attack was mixed with the power of various rules. This kind of rule attack that is close to real damage, ordinary defensive means and even defensive equipment can't play much role at all, and can only be resisted with the most real attributes. In this case, Zhao Gao, who has many life-saving means, is better off as a pseudo-meat shield, if Fu Jian replaces the target with Mai Linglong standing in the distance, the old guy's team is likely to directly attrition accidentally!

As soon as he thought of this, the figure of the eighth child immediately followed, and once again opened the historical plot skill "Heroic Calculation, Xinwei Desolation", and forcibly pulled Fu Jian's speed down with Zhang Fu's resentful will, and the price paid was that Zhang Fu's spirit was severely damaged, and it is estimated that he will not respond to his call in a short time.

It's just that with such a period of time, Lao Ba finally has a space to operate, and uses the rare special effects derived from the skill "Rush", which has been upgraded to LVMAX, to forcibly block the only way for Fu Jian's attack.

This action is a pure instinct of a professional-level MT, and the ability to always stand on the front line is the most intuitive sentence to evaluate the top MT and the peak MT. It's too late, it's fast, but in an instant, it's the limit that the eighth can complete these actions, but it's obviously not enough for him to take out his shield and remake his posture. So at this time, he took a deep breath, and while trying to re-set up the shield in his hand for a perfect defense again, he was ready to use his body to force this round of attacks.

The eighth child's breath was not finished, and Fu Jian's smiling face was already close at hand. In the next moment, a punch that hurt the bone marrow, almost making Lao Ba feel that his soul was shattered together, fell on his chest, directly hitting the focus into a large piece, and several ribs made a terrible cracking sound that could be heard clearly.

This is not the end, when this round of the old eight's body is over, this power can actually exert a second force, and the old eight with a double judgment of strength and physique of more than eighty flew out. The old eight involuntarily flew more than ten meters in a 70-degree parabolic trajectory before falling back to the ground heavily, spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood with dark brown marks with a "wow".

"Serious injuries are judged to be barely calculated as moderate injuries based on the physique of the eighth child." All the combat information that Zhao Gao could perceive was still in a state of total suppression, and the source of this information was through the most primitive naked eye observation - this was the instinct that Zhao Gao forced himself to exercise before entering the space, and now that he has no talent for data, this ability has finally revealed its strong side.

The talent of "discerning" will be suppressed because of the relationship between the ranks, and it can be judged by observing and judging the corresponding conclusions, but it is not among the suppressed, for the situation of the battle at this time, the role played by this ability is probably not under an S-level ability!

"Not only that, but my life limit has been lowered by more than four hundred points!" Lao Ba quickly took out a handful of precious potions from the team space and swallowed it, while saying helplessly. There were still black blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and when he wiped them casually, a lot of blood scabs fell off them.

The potions he swallowed came from a variety of sources, but each pill was at least equivalent to the price of a piece of purple equipment, and its effect was to temporarily suppress his own injuries so as not to affect his subsequent combat effectiveness. With such a supplement, the old eight laughed and stood up again, and the shield in his hand was raised again, blocking the straight line between Fu Jian and Zhao Gaomai Linglong again.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a burning will to fight—since he entered the old guy's team to follow Zhao Gao, there had never been such a kind of pressure from the soul.

Fu Jian's gaze finally brought a touch of appreciation. He knew best how powerful the blow was just now, and ordinary strong men would be beaten to pieces even with their flesh and bones. The fact that the current eighth child can still stand up shows his vision when he was initially recruited. He didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, but patiently waited for the old eight to make the final fight - no matter what, a strong warrior who never gives up on the battlefield is always worthy of admiration.

Absolute strength brings absolute self-confidence. Fu Jian doesn't believe that there may be an existence that threatens him in this plot world, and before this belief is shattered, he is invincible!

Just like that, it was an unbeatable blow to Lao Ba, but it was just one of the most ordinary and inconspicuous means for him.

"It turns out that this is the ability of epic historical figures." Closing his eyes, and finally simulating the whole process he had just observed in his mind, Zhao sighed low and low.

Subsequently, in Fu Jian's surprised and surprised gaze, this character, who had only dared to hide behind him, finally revealed his hideous face.

PS: Maybe we can resume the double shift tomorrow.