Chapter 191: Please don't pretend
The Black Rock Lord rode the Wurmon and rushed towards Hengyi with an indomitable momentum!
The two spinning infinity swords were respectively the ** and abdomen of the Black Rock Lord, leaving two terrifying wounds caused by the double trauma caused by the power of the dragon soul.
"Ahh
The white light that burst out of energy instantly lifted the Black Rock Lord and the Dragon into the air!
The flashing swords flashed one after another.
The meridians of the hands and feet of the main body of the Black Rock system were all cut off, and the knives and guns fell to the ground......
Heng Yi lifted the seriously injured Black Rock Lord and rushed through the crowd.
Facing him, he saw Xu Wenfeng, who was rapidly flapping the black dragon wings.
"Brother!"
"Heng Yi!" Xu Wenfeng looked at the Black Rock Master that Heng Yi was carrying with surprise and joy, saw the logo on his collar, and slapped Heng Yi on the shoulder with a happy palm. "Good brother, if a few of us share the merits equally, then everyone's promotion speed is limited, you help me first, and I will help you in the future!"
"Good. Heng Yi threw out the Black Rock System Master he was carrying without hesitation, and Xu Wenfeng's sword was raised, looking at the Black Rock System Lord with a smile on his face of humiliation and anger.
The sword, in a flash, split the Black Rock Lord in half.
In the splash of blood, Xu Wenfeng calmly wiped away the blood stains on his face. "It's your honor that you can be my Xu Wenfeng's first special achievement in the universe!"
Sword to kill the Black Rock Sect Master, Xu Wenfeng Chong Hengyi smiled and said, "I let the Black Moon pester the Giant Stone Clan, go back and go together, you fight for the Black Moon to see who can get the special merit of assistance." โ
Xu Wenfeng turned around and flew away, the Black Rock System Lord had been eliminated, and now the battle was only waiting to annihilate all the Garden Jing Spirit Clan.
Heng Yi seriously injured the Black Rock Lord to get one's special merit, but Xu Wenfeng, who was killed, was able to get two.
Heng Yi strives for more, but does not put merit above victory, casualties and affection.
Therefore, Xu Wenfeng said yes, and he agreed.
And he believes that Xu Wenfeng will be able to do a lot of things in the future when Xu Wenfeng is quickly promoted to a high enough merit level with the help of everyone, and it makes no difference whether Xu Wenfeng is fast or he is fast. And Xu Wenfeng is the elder brother, so he should naturally be in front.
After defeating the Black Rock Lord, Heng Yi continued to fight.
This battle will not end sooner because of the fall of the Black Rock Lord, as it will be a battle to the death for the Garden Jing Spirit Clan that does not require a commander.
The battle to the death is a battle that cannot be stopped.
The battle will only end if one side surrenders or dies.
But the proud garden warriors will not surrender.
The feeling of exhaustion invaded everyone who fought for three days and three nights.
Wang was not afraid to raise his left arm with a heavy shield, and in front of him, a knight of the Jingling Spirit Clan of the Garden Jing who was covered in multiple knife wounds and had exhausted the wounds slapped the wurm mount vigorously, but the wulong struggled for a long time, and his trembling legs did not have the strength to stand up again after all.
"For the honor of the Great King of Nature!" the garden Jing Ling clan dragged his seriously injured and tired body, dragged the long sword, and walked towards the king step by step.
"Grass! can this still move?" the king was not afraid and could not help but scold, but it was useless to scold, the enemy could still move, and if he could not continue to swing his sword, he could only be slaughtered. "Lao Tzu is the master of the Northeast Elephant Mountain! I will never lose to you a thin bamboo pole!"
The king was not afraid to drop the heavy sword and heavy shield, picked up the spear of the garden spirit clan on the spot, supported his body and stood up, roared angrily, and raised his spear to meet the enemy who came over.
Swords and swords, driven by the power of exerting all their might at a speed far less than usual, struck in a flash!
The sword was thrown into the sky in the collision, and the spear pierced through the heart.
Wang was not afraid of being unable to maintain the balance of his body, and his body pushed the gun, and the gun pushed the body of the garden Jing Spirit Clan and fell to the ground together.
Panting, gasping for air.
Greedy panting.
The king was not afraid to flip his body, facing the sky on his back, and his thick body was nearly half soaked in the blood accumulated on the ground.
The sky was drizzling.
The wound on the forehead of the king's left eye burst again, and blood slowly flowed from the wound.
He gasped and shouted with all his might, "Lu Yiping, are you dead?"
Ten zhang away from the side of "No ......", among the piled up corpses, Lu Yiping stretched out his arm, and he couldn't even finish a sentence.
The king was not afraid to laugh, but he coughed up blood, and the words he wanted to shout turned into a low muttering that only he could hear. "It's good that we didn't die, we all survived......"
With a weak and slender arm, she grabbed a long sword in a pool of blood, and stabbed it into the garden in front of her, the female Jing Ling, who was originally a long-distance killing xing spell, but at this moment, she was not holding a magic staff, but a magic sword, because she had no true qi, and she had no Jing strength to recover her true qi.
The heavenly woman who had killed her fell on the pile of corpses, her long, deliberately combed hair that she cared about so much and was disheveled and stained with blood.
At the moment, she didn't care about anything, she just wanted to breathe the air greedily, and then sleep motionless and didn't want to do anything......
"Go-die!" The sword slashed through the chest of a female Jing Ling, but this sword was not fatal, but the impact of the sword had already made the female Jing Ling fall to the ground unbearably, and after several unwilling struggles, she still couldn't stand up anymore, and the new wound slowly flowed bright red blood. Xu Zizai swung out a sword, staggered and almost fell, and he could barely stand firm by holding down the corpses piled up on the side.
A warrior in the garden was holding his spear on the ground, and he was slowly standing up, Xu Zizai gasped, and on his long-haired and messy face, there was only fatigue in his peach eyes.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Xu Baijie, who was panting for breath, suddenly stood up with his left arm, and the light shield swirled and smashed on the head of the Jingling Clan warrior in the garden who had just gotten up.
Xu Zizi took a step, his legs trembled, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath and struggling to get up.
"Hold me. Xu Baijie stepped beside her and sat in a pool of blood.
Xu Zizai held her shoulder, struggled to get up, unable to stand firmly, just leaned on Xu Baijie's back, and the two of them leaned against each other and gasped.
"Xu Meiren, I will protect you......" In the pool of blood on the side, Bai asked God to say this in the most manly tone, but when he said it, it was **.
Xu Zizai smiled. "You can stand up and talk about it. โ
"I ......" Bai Wenshen tried to get up, but he lay down in a pool of blood again, and couldn't help but say facelessly, "...... I couldn't stand up. โ
The long-legged goddess Ha laughed under the tree on the side, and then she couldn't make a sound with chest pain.
"Damn the Flying Eagle Legion......" Xu Baijie gritted her teeth secretly, but she didn't have the resentment she deserved.
"Who elseโ" A loud roar came from not far away.
Bai Wenshen smiled and said, "When is it, Xu Wenfeng is still playing majestic, I guarantee that he can't swing a few swords!"
In a moment, in the drizzle, Heng Yi dragged his tired body and came over step by step.
Seeing Xu Zi's appearance of sitting in a pool of blood with their hair messy, he couldn't help but smile.
"One step, two steps, three steps...... Five-step ...... Hasn't fallen yet?" As Heng Yi came over step by step, Bai Wenshen kept counting, and couldn't help but be surprised to see that Heng Yi had not fallen when he walked twenty-three steps and stood in front of Xu Zizai.
Heng Yi sat in a pool of blood, smiled weakly, and said, "If you go again, I'm really going to fall, I have to sleep." โ
"Hengyi, I misjudged you, and at this time I desperately walked to the beauty. Bai asked if he was angry**, Heng Yi relaxed his body and leaned back on Xu Zizi and Xu Baijie's shoulders, tilted his head down, and breathed a sigh of relief on his back comfortably. "Who let them sit only. โ
"Excuses, they're all excuses......" Bai Wenshen laughed, but coughed up blood and immediately didn't dare to speak again.
After a while, Xu Wenfeng dragged the heavy sword, came over step by step, sat in a pool of blood next to Heng Yiyi, leaned on the shoulders of Heng Yi and Xu Zizi, breathed a long sigh of relief, and shouted, "Happy!"
"What are you pretending to be happy, what else do you want to do now besides sleeping? Hey, do you have any medicine?" Bai Wenshen rested for a while, and couldn't help but speak again, he wanted to sleep very much, and was afraid of falling asleep, he was hit by seven or eight swords, but he was completely numb, and even the feeling of pain was lost due to the excessive exhaustion of Jing Li, and he didn't know the severity of the injury at all, so he was afraid that he wouldn't wake up if he fell asleep, and he would rather insist on talking more to stay awake.
Xu Wenfeng forgot to look at the past, and laughed, "What kind of wound medicine do you want? โ
"Really?"
Heng Yi looked at it twice, and said affirmatively, "No." โ
"Then you talk, I'll sleep. Bai Wenshen relaxed, closed his eyes, and really fell asleep.
"All green, all green?" Xu Baijie tried to shout the most unacceptable nickname of the white rabbit a few times, but sure enough, he didn't have a reaction, and couldn't help laughing, "He's really asleep." โ
Heng Yi looked around, and the piles of corpses one after another were like hillsides of varying heights.
He just didn't see the person who was still standing, and when his eyes met those who were still alive in the heavens and heavens, he had the strength to smile and respond, and he was more tired of closing his eyes, only seeing the ups and downs of his chest's breathing, otherwise it would be similar to a motionless corpse.
"It's too hard to win. โ
"What are you talking about? We really feel like we're dying. Xu Zizi smiled and said with palpitations, "But I have to force myself to stand up and swing my sword, otherwise I will be killed by the Jing Spirit Clan who can stand up in the garden." โ
"It's the same if you have true qi and no strength. Heng Yi took a big breath, how to improve his strength? He didn't know, and it seemed that there was no way at all.
The meridians and recovery ability are as strong as Xu Wenfeng, and he can't use the spell stunt at this moment, because the jing force is seriously overdrawn, even if Heng Yi still has true qi, but the serious overdraft of jing power also makes him empty of true qi and unable to guide into the meridians to circulate, and he still can't use the spell stunt.
"It's my fault, it's not well thought out. Xu Wenfeng said with self-reflection: "If the appointment with the Flying Eagle Legion Commander at that time stated that all the credit for occupying the planet after the Great War would have been given to him, this would not have happened. โ
"Just for the sake of merit?" Heng Yi had a guess, but he didn't want to believe and affirm. (To be continued.) )