"Boom-" The sound rang out again, this time, for a hundred and fifty breaths, and then, Yi Jun spurted blood from his mouth again, and the wounds flew out all over his body.

An hour later.

"Boom-" The same voice rang out.

This time, the voice continued to sound for two hundred breaths, and Yi Jun flew out again, also spurting blood, but the hole in his body that was pierced by the opponent's spear was much less.

Another hour passed, and Yi Jun struggled to stand up again.

"Boom—" The same voice rang out, but this time it was very long.

Thankfully, there are no other creatures in this illusion, and if they do, they will not be shocked to death by this sound, but they will be killed by this sound.

The sound rang for five hundred breaths, and then suddenly stopped.

The same Yi Jun's blood spurted wildly, and he fell down weakly, but the rope bridge also disappeared at the same time, followed by a flash of light, and the silver-armored man appeared on another new rope bridge far away from the small house, looking at Yi Jun coldly, with an extremely stiff expression on his face.

"Another defeated!" Using holy water to quickly stop the blood gushing from his body, Yi Jun also grinned as a bloody shell emerged from the place where the silver-armored man had disappeared.

He won another game, and he was one step closer to completely defeating the silver-armored man on the rope bridge.

Two hours later, Yi Jun, who was limping, walked towards the fourth rope bridge.

A few minutes later, the violent, ugly, and shocking sound of "boom-" "boom-" resounded again.

There was an interval of half an hour or an hour, but soon, the voices rang out again, and the whole illusion was noisy.

The sound rang intermittently for two days and two nights, and the rope bridge finally disappeared, and Yi Jun fell to the ground again, covered in blood.

............

Four days later, Yi Jun, who was covered in scars, limped to the last rope bridge in the same position, he looked at the expressionless silver-armored man in the center of the rope bridge, the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled a little proudly.

In seven consecutive days and seven nights of fighting, he defeated the silver-armored men on six rope bridges, the first of which he spent only three hundred breaths, the second one one days and one night, the third one two days and two nights, the fourth two days and two nights, the fifth one and a half days, and the sixth one half a day.

Yi Jun's injuries have improved compared to the first day, but, more importantly, Yi Jun's understanding of the spiritual silver-armored man's gun moves at the beginning has risen to a new level, and he is even more confident in the final defeat of the silver-armored man.

"Three hundred breaths defeated you!" Looking at the silver-armored man, Yi Jun shouted a little arrogantly, but the mouth was too cracked, which affected the wound, and Yi Jun's shouting was a little leaky, and the sound he made was a little ridiculous.

In the face of Yi Jun's provocation, the silver armor man still had no expression on his face, neither angry nor sarcastic, he just looked at Yi Jun coldly, as if he was looking at a piece of wood.

"If you are the last one defeated, you will tell me how to save my friend?" Yi Jun could not see a trace of his original spirituality from the face of the silver armor man, but he still did not give up and continued to ask.

However, to Yi Jun's disappointment, the other party still did not move or speak, like a wooden man.

"Hey!" Yi Jun couldn't help but sigh.

However, all of a sudden, Yi Jun jumped up suddenly, waving a big stick in his hand, and countless stick shadows swarmed towards the silver-armored people on the rope bridge.

Suddenly, the entire rope bridge was shrouded in countless golden lights, and the long, ugly, and piercing roar resounded again.

"Bang!" The long knife in Han Tingzhen's hand split the last half-human-tall wolf in half, and then, he gasped violently with the long knife.

A quarter of an hour earlier, he had jumped up from his previous illusion and entered it, and then he saw fifty great wolves rushing towards him.

Exactly like the situation encountered in the previous few illusions, those giant wolves did not appear from the opposite side of the small house, they all came out of the house, as if they were following Han Tingzhen's footsteps into this illusion, and then launched an attack on him.

The number has increased, starting with one, then three, five, and now to fifty.

If it is an ordinary wild wolf, at least fifty, even if there is no white head, it will not be able to threaten Han Tingzhen, he can make these beasts disappear with a wave of his hand, but now it is different, now the attack power of these wild wolves is amazing, and each of them has the power of the peak of the four realms, which is much more powerful than Han Tingzhen's original Heavenly Fire Qilin Beast.

Han Tingzhen had already taken out his spiritual weapon, and he had done his best to kill these fifty wild wolves, and now that he was panting, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted.

Qian Tao, who was like a walking corpse behind him, did not step forward to help, he followed behind Han Tingzhen like a fart, watching Han Tingzhen fight with the wild wolves, and those wild wolves also treated him like air, and did not attack him at all.

Han Tingzhen was not in the mood to tease Qian Tao at this time, he held the long knife and gasped for a long time, and then, he raised his head and looked at the other illusions floating in the sky like soap bubbles, saw the beasts that also appeared in those illusions, and saw that many spiritual priests were torn in half by those beasts and swallowed into his stomach, his brows gradually furrowed.

"At this rate, if I jump into an illusion again, the number of wild wolves attacking me may increase to seventy, and their strength will increase exponentially, and I may be defeated, and I may die. Han Tingzhen muttered to himself, his face was no longer the hippie smile of the past, but instead of a dignified face.

There is no way not to be dignified, because this is related to life and death, not fake life and death, but true, at this point, Han Tingzhen does not have half a doubt, because he has experienced the battlefield, experienced life and death, and for life and death, he is more sensitive than most of the spiritual warriors who entered the illusion this time.

"But, my brothers in the Sword Pavilion, I took you out, how could I not take you back, even if it was just your corpse, I would take it back. Han Tingzhen said something like this next.

The next moment, he jumped up from the ground again, and once again jumped towards the illusion of one of the students of the Sword Pavilion.

Behind, Qian Tao also jumped up, and his speed posture was exactly the same as Han Tingzhen's.

"Huh!" Han Tingzhen and Qian Tao jumped into an illusion again.

It's just that when he entered that illusion and saw the scene in front of him clearly, Han Tingzhen couldn't help but shout: "Why did you jump wrong again, why can't you jump into your illusion!"

With this shout, it was not the students of the Jingjian Pavilion that he was familiar with, but exactly as he expected, seventy giant wolves ran out of the small house, and they quickly saw Han Tingzhen, and then rushed over with a roar.

............ (To be continued.) )