Chapter Thirty-Six: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts, Who Dies, Who Lives (II)
Sikong Fuli, West Wing Room.
Because of Zhao Jue's orders, the idlers here stayed away, and there was silence.
Looking at the room without movement from the outside, no one expected that there was a fight to the death going on inside!
Lin Hu, Zhao Jue, and Xiao Yanbei, like three beasts trapped in a cage, are fighting desperately to escape from the cage alive!
Xiao Yanbei ignored the vitality that was passing faster and faster in his body, and all kinds of spells that could be used were used desperately.
He knew that if he couldn't completely restrain Lin Hu and Zhao Jue in a short period of time, and when the curse of Wuyue Town disappeared and let the two of them escape, he would definitely be unable to escape death. Therefore, if they can't be controlled, there is only the difference between dying first and dying later.
In order not to die, there is only no fear of death!
He was like a bloody wolf, ignoring the blood that was flowing faster and faster, and he was ready to bite the enemy to death first.
Lin Hu and Zhao Jue were also exhausted, if it weren't for Xiao Yanbei's current state that greatly reduced the power of his spells, they would have been unable to support it. At this moment, although the two of them were already scarred, their eyes were still full of fighting spirit, and they stared at Xiao Yanbei viciously, like two tiger cubs.
Although the tiger is young, the fierce intention is in!
Lin Hu and Zhao Jue stepped forward desperately, wanting to defend and attack!
The two simply gave up attacking, only seeking defense, and dragging Xiao Yanbei to death!
Within the scope of the magic spell of Wuyue Town, they couldn't escape from the door of the house, and their movements were sluggish in the room.
If you can dodge the attack spell, you will desperately dodge, and the only thing that you can't dodge is to carry it hard.
First, the shoulder was carried, and the shoulder was disabled, and the arm was broken for both hands...... The two of them desperately tried their best to protect their vital points, just to fight for that minute and every second!
There is no way out for either side, only to shoot with all their strength to see who can't support it first!
This struggle is first a competition of true qi and physical strength, and then a competition of spirit, perseverance, and fighting spirit! The competition is that whoever can survive to the end will win!
It's a fight against time!
If the time is up, Lin Hu and Zhao Jue fall, then Xiao Yan will win in the north!
He seized all the vitality of Lin Hu, reversed yin and yang, and fled far away, and from then on, the sky was high and the sea was wide!
If the time is up, Lin Hu and Zhao Jue are still standing, then Lin Hu and Zhao Jue win!
Lin Hu and Zhao Jue went out safely and escaped, Xiao Yanbei died on the spot, and he died from then on!
Man is like a trapped beast,
Trapped in a cage!
What is the war?
Will only survive!
......
The sun is setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled all over the west chamber of Sikong Mansion. The quiet West Wing rooms are like a layer of gold powder, which is even more luxurious and comfortable.
Suddenly, there was a creak, and the door to one of the rooms opened.
The first thing that came out was a bloody right hand, and the blood still didn't stop, dripping to the ground. The man slammed the door and seemed to exert himself several times, and finally a foot stepped out of the door.
His clothes were ragged, his whole body was covered in blood, and he couldn't find a single place on his body that was completely uninjured. The most seriously injured was his right lower abdomen, and a terrifying blood hole was clearly visible! The man held the door with one hand and covered the wound tightly with the other, just to shed less blood.
He staggered and staggered a few steps, and seemed to be a little lame in his legs, but fortunately he didn't fall.
He finally walked out of the door, looked up, and stood in the sunlight, letting the halo of the setting sun shine on his face.
This man has a pair of bright and beautiful eyes, and the bloodstains can't hide his dazzling eyes.
He walked out, he was still standing, he won!
He's Lin Hu!
"Fatty, pull ...... Pull me ......" There was a voice behind him, like a hanging thread, and he said intermittently.
Lin Hu turned around and saw that his legs could no longer stand, and Zhao Jue, who was also covered in injuries, sat on the ground.
Lin Hu pursed his lips and smiled, revealing his teeth: "Why do you get up, let's lie on your stomach." ”
"No, the dead are lying there, Lao Tzu won, Lao Tzu wants to go out!" Zhao Jue wiped the blood on his face and grinned in protest.
"You're stupid, okay!" Lin Hu took a deep breath, there was no pain in his body, he eased up a little, and recovered some strength.
Lin Hu turned around and stepped back into the room, which was already a mess, and nothing was complete.
He bent down to set up Zhao Jue, and the two supported each other without falling.
Before leaving, Lin Hu glanced at Xiao Yanbei who was sitting on the bed again......
At this time, he was reclining on the bed like dead wood, his eyes deep-set and dull. Xiao Yannan, the four-grade spell master of the Yin Yang Tomb, no matter what kind of illustrious background he has, what kind of tortuous experience, and what kind of glorious past, now he has turned into a cloud of smoke! He is there, without the slightest breath, without any vitality, he is already dead and cannot die again!
The two brothers helped each other and stumbled out of the room.
As soon as Lin Hu let go, Zhao Jue squatted on the ground, and gasped in pain.
The two of them leaned down in the doorway, breathing in the fresh air outside the house, breathing in the chaotic true qi in their bodies.
"This bastard, you can really jump! Lao Tzu almost died here. Zhao Jue cursed, "Fatty, you are still strong and durable enough! In the end, the dying blow of that bastard was all up to you to bear!"
Lin Hu grinned, this guy's words sounded really weird!
Lin Hu stretched out his injured hand and put a number in front of Zhao Jue.
"This is ...... 'seven'? fat man, what do you mean?" Zhao Jue asked puzzled.
Lin Hu covered the wound on his abdomen with his hands, but did not answer him.
Since he entered Shu Mountain at the age of twelve, practiced swordsmanship, and experienced seven self-shattering sword species, which time was not the great terror between life and death, and which time was not desperate!
Compete with Lin Hu?
Lin Hu, who is usually gentle and elegant, has a great beast in his heart that destroys the world and destroys the earth......
"Okay, you can rest too!" Lin Hu asked.
"Uh-huh. Slow down. Zhao Jue nodded.
"That's not fast!" Lin Hu snorted.
"Hmm. Zhao Jue nodded again, used the remaining true qi, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Someone!
The entire Sikong Mansion instantly became in a commotion.
......
Soon, Lin Hu was escorted back to the General's Mansion by the terrified Sikong Mansion.
Before he arrived at the mansion, he saw Wei Dong, who hurriedly came out to greet him after learning the news.
When he saw Lao Wei's worried and anxious face, Lin Xiaowang closed his eyes with confidence and simply fainted......
Conscious again, it's night.
Lin Hu was dazed, only feeling a little thirsty, and muttered a few times "water, water", and someone brought water over in a trance.
He supported himself to sit up, and then he was completely awake and saw the person in front of him clearly, it was Lao Wei who brought the water.
Lin Hu nodded, signaling that he could, he took the water himself, and after drinking it, he felt better again.
After checking it, I found that my whole body had been bandaged, and the wound was no longer painful, but had a refreshing and cool feeling, which was obviously the best elixir for trauma. Coupled with the help of his sword qi, which is known for his vitality, the injuries on his body are no longer serious, but he is still a little weak. It seems that after a few days of rest, it may be able to be intact.
To his surprise, the True Qi in his body was actually a little ready to move, and the True Qi that had been consumed had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it was actually faster than before!
"Could it be that I have been blessed by misfortune and my realm has improved one step further? After the injury is healed, it should be the completion of the Qi Induction Realm!" Lin Hu couldn't help but laugh secretly, faintly proud.
"What are you laughing at?" came a cold voice.
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