The moon was finally all hidden behind the black clouds, and the yellow hazy fog that was thick on the edge of the black clouds finally dissipated, but the battle situation in a field outside the valley was still enthusiastic.

Hongxiang, who suppressed his strength in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, is still inseparable from the long-shirted cat who has lost a small arm and has more than a dozen knife wounds, although Hongxiang has gained the upper hand, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the long-shirted cat is mixed in the middle of the Valley of Forgotten Life all the year round, and the combat experience is not much more than Hongxiang, so under the death, it is not completely defeated in a short time.

On the other side, the monks of the late stage of the Seven Realms of Great Perfection played against the two Heavenly Realm masters, although they had an advantage in numbers and a slight upper hand in overall strength, but now the two Heavenly Realm masters are no longer dealing with each other one-on-one, but fighting side by side, and have achieved the effect of one plus one greater than two in terms of strength, and the two have fallen into a state of desperate struggle, although they are temporarily at a disadvantage, but over time, they will be able to regain their advantage.

And Hongxiang is also aware of this.

"No, we have to deal with this guy quickly, the seven people over there are no match for them, and when they have their hands freed, I'll be finished here!" he thought to himself.

So he began to quickly urge the vitality to carry out an almost perverted attack on the long-shirted cat, after half a pillar of incense, the long-shirted cat was already covered in scaly wounds, and he had eaten several pills he carried with him in the middle, barely holding on until now, but this was not a good phenomenon for Hongxiang, because the battle on the other side was almost over, and the one-armed dog slave fought with the ruthlessness of the jade and stone to pull the four monks of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the realm to Huangquan, and the remaining three monks were already at the end of the crossbow, fighting with their last strength to resist to the death, and the dog slave of the early stage of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm has fought until now, although there is not much strength left, but it has always been the one-armed dog slave who has resisted in front, so his state is far less bad than that of the three opponents, and it is estimated that if it doesn't take a cup of tea, these three guys who are still dying will die of hatred under his coldness.

Time is really running out for him!

Time passed minute by minute, Hongxiang became more and more anxious, this long-shirt cat is really a cockroach life, it seems that no matter how you fight, you can't kill it, and looking at the tender meat of the mat, in fact, the skin is rough and thick, the long shirt worn on the body is made of extraordinary material, at least it can resist a quarter of Hongxiang's damage for him, but it is difficult for Hongxiang to cut twice in the same place, after all, the long-shirt cat is flexible and not slow, let alone standing there and letting Hongxiang cut, so Hongxiang can only make as many wounds on the long-shirt cat as possible, because this can improve the hit rate of the second trauma, although the method is really stupid, but now he can only do this。

Before leaving, Xiao Cong also gave him an elixir, but he was never "willing" to eat it - it was given to him by Xiao Cong before he came, telling him to escape when he was exhausted, maybe he is still seeing this as a rare experience, or because of his innate stubbornness, and then he is blocked with something - I just want to kill him with the strength of the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, I don't believe that I can't kill him tonight!

When only left

Two of the three Earth Realm monks died under the cold of the Heavenly Realm Dog Slave, Hongxiang finally chose to give in and swallowed the elixir, the long-shirted cat was close at hand, as long as he increased his speed a little more, he could swing the short sword in his hand to cut off the head of the long-shirted cat, no, he only needed to use all his strength to hit the fatal part of the long-shirted cat again, and he could take the life of the long-shirted cat, he didn't even have to chase anymore, as long as he stopped and stopped, and the head could be higher, so for him now, the long-shirted cat who fled wildly was already a dead man in his eyes。

He quickly accumulates strength in the chase, and then stands still, time seems to have a brief stagnation at this moment, the two spaces overlap, Hongxiang strikes sharply, the heavenly realm dog slave is one-handed against the enemy, and throws the cold in his hand hard, the target is directly aimed at the long-shirt cat, so, the two streamers flew over the established trajectory for a distance, met at the established node, and finally burst open, only half a foot away from the caftan cat.

Time and space were separated from overlap at this moment, and they also returned to their normal speed, and the long-shirted cat, who was still running away with his life, probably didn't have time to react to what was going on, and was blown away by the burst streamer, and his body flew forward, and finally he fell to the ground and fell into a dog eating.

The Heavenly Realm Dog Slave, who resisted the opponent's onslaught with one hand and threw out the cold man, did not pay too much attention to the situation on the side of the long shirt cat, but turned around like a cloud and bullied the opponent to the front, using his hand as a knife, and slashed diagonally at the root of the side neck of the Realm Monk who had not yet had time to defend, the Realm Monk held the knife in both hands, his body suddenly stopped, and then fell to the ground, and he died.

Hongxiang looked at this scene, motionless, his face was a little stunned, maybe he didn't expect it, and he didn't even dare to believe it, his confident blow was dissolved by the other party in this way.

The Heavenly Realm Dog Slave turned around, his face was cold, he took a few steps forward unhurriedly, leaned over and gently picked up the small arm of the long-robed cat, and shook it seemingly casually, and then shook off all the flesh and blood on it, leaving only the white bones of Sensen, which seemed to be unconnected but not scattered, so he was casually held in his hand, and his five fingers swayed.

He walked to the sound of the long-shirted cat, carefully helped it up, and the long-shirted cat moved his hands and feet to get up from the ground impatiently, and vigorously spat out the dirt and debris that had just landed in his mouth, and then let out a long, bright and even melodious grin, presumptuous and arrogant.

The Heavenly Realm Dog Slave didn't say a word, but just held Sensen's arm bones in both hands, buried his face deeply, and presented it to the long-shirted cat reverently with the humble gesture of an absolute slave.

The long-shirt cat was still smiling, pinching the middle of the arm bone with his only remaining left hand, turning his head and glancing at Hongxiang with contempt, and then moving it to the broken arm, the two pieces of bone stubble were stacked together, and the long-shirt cat took his hand away, and the arm bone did not fall.

Although Hongxiang is also a well-informed person, but when he saw this scene at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy, what kind of hellish evil art is this, are the guys who are mixed in the deeper depths of the Valley of Forgotten Life all such talents!

faded away from the embarrassment, the cat in the long shirt raised his chest and raised his head, and was about to step forward,

But he was grabbed by the Tianjing dog slave who had just raised his head, the long-shirted cat turned his head, frowning and disgusted, the Tianjing dog slave let go of his hand, shook his head, and then set his eyes on Hongxiang.

The long-shirted cat knows, his eyes are cold, the corners of his mouth are raised, and the vulture smiles.

Hongxiang couldn't understand what the two of them had planned, but he didn't have to think about it to know that it was definitely not a good thing for him.

Because he swallowed the nameless pill given by Xiao Cong, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging violently at this time, as if there was something, and he wanted to break free from the shackles of ** and break out of the shell, it stands to reason that according to Xiao Cong's instructions before he came, for the situation of directly facing the two Heavenly Realm masters, he should have stepped on the back road laid by Xiao Cong for him in time to escape, but now the surging qi and blood rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, stirring his thoughts into a mess, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to kill, kill the sky and the earth, and kill heartily!

He didn't expect that the stamina of this medicine would be so great!

Madness gradually replaced the sluggishness on his previous face, he was like an angry little beast, slowly arched his body, and the cat in the long shirt laughed when he saw it, and teased:

"When death comes, are you ready to give it a go?,That's right.,Other than this.,Now you don't have any other choice.,But,"

His eyes became colder again,

"I'll enjoy you. ”

Hongxiang took a deep breath, and didn't know if he heard the intimidation of the long-shirted cat, he paused slightly, his body burst up, and swept thousands of troops with a volley, and the Tianjing dog slave hurriedly protected the long-shirted cat, and raised his arms to block it, how could he be so powerful that he actually let him move a few feet sideways, but he finally blocked this appetizer.

Seeing this, the eyes of the long-robed cat shrank suddenly, and said in surprise:

"What's going on! He's got his medicine!"

With his rich combat experience, of course, he knew that he couldn't think too much about this situation, so he immediately folded his fan and came forward.

Hongxiang's body turned on the ground, skillfully unloading all the inertia remaining on the body, the long-shirt cat killed closely, and the Tianjing dog slave was sandwiched, Hongxiang was still not afraid, the real strength in the middle of the Tianjing broke out in an all-round way, and the moves continued, such as a storm, with one enemy and two, without falling into the wind, the long-shirt cat swallowed a handful of pills again, and did not forget to give a few to the lowly Tianjing dog slave, so far, it seems that he can't take care of anything else, this Tianjing dog slave has good strength, and the combat experience is so old, it is the only straw he can grasp now。

Although swallowed the pill, the qi and blood skyrocketed, but Hongxiang's strength is still in the middle of the heavenly realm, has not increased a bit, but feels the vitality is majestic, like the flowing water of the river, surging endlessly, so go all out to make the next move, the strength has never weakened in the slightest, although the two on the opposite side also have the pill to complement each other, originally teamed up to fight a master in the middle of the heavenly realm, but in the face of such a Hongxiang, after all, it is unbearable, so half a pillar of incense can not be reached, and gradually the strength is not enough, and once again fall behind.

On this side, the long-shirt cat has no medicine to eat, but on the other side, Hongxiang is fighting more and more fiercely, unstoppable, and the heavenly dog slave desperately resists to maintain the long-shirt cat everywhere

has become a veritable human flesh sandbag, probably the long-shirted cat has already moved the idea of running away, but Hongxiang has always been sticking to him, and he can't find a chance to get out, so he has been fighting until now.

Finally, the long-shirt cat found a gap and pulled out, the reason was that Hongxiang took a step away in order to avoid a sharp weapon on the ground, just against the heavenly dog slave who had been protecting the long-shirt cat, the two fought less than ten moves, the long-shirt cat had already used all his strength to go a little far, stopped in front of a "corpse", and without saying a word, he inserted his little arm with only Sensen's white bones into the "corpse" In the chest, the corpse suddenly stood up, and the scream like killing a pig overshadowed the sneer of the long-shirted cat, and in this way, with the corruption of the corpse, the long-shirted cat's forearm gave birth to flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the corpse turned to ashes, the right arm of the long-shirted cat was exactly intact!

Because of the consumption of combat power in the battle with the two of them, Hongxiang at this time was more or less sober than just now, and he was not much surprised by this, maybe when he saw the long-shirt cat before, he thought of this, he left the heavenly realm dog slave, and turned to attack the long-shirt cat again.

The three of them fought again for hundreds of rounds, and the long-shirted cat who recovered the broken arm fought until now, and he couldn't fight again, although Hongxiang was also injured, but compared to the long-shirted cat and the heavenly realm dog slave, his state was not much better, in his spiritual perception, there was no living mouth lying on the ground, and it was obvious that the long-shirt cat's evil magic was only useful to the living, so he was not afraid of the long-shirt cat playing with him now, of course, he would not give him the opportunity to play that trick again.

The battle is about to come to an end, the long-shirted cat and the heavenly realm dog slave are finally exhausted under Hongxiang's relentless attack, Hongxiang is confident, as long as there are no more extraneous branches, it is only a matter of time before they take their dogs' lives, and it will not be long.

How could two masters in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm fight against a master in the middle of the Heavenly Realm, how can they lose their lives so easily.

So, this is how this protracted war ended.

The old slave of the heavenly realm opened his arms and pounced on Hongxiang like a hungry wolf at the price of being cut open by Hongxiang, Hongxiang's short sword did not enter his left abdomen, and before he could pull it out, he was held tightly by the hands and feet of the heavenly dog slave like an octopus, blood gushed from the wound, exuding a heavy fishy smell stained Hongxiang's body, Hongxiang wanted to cut the short sword out of the left abdomen of the Tianjing dog slave, but he tried hard but did not succeed, and looked closely, but saw that the corpse clinging to himself was rapidly drying up and wooden, and it had become a mass of humanoid old vines that could vaguely distinguish the facial features。

Hongxiang twisted his body a few times, but found that it was difficult to break free!

The figure of the long-robed cat that swept out stopped three zhang away, and turned around, paused, and killed Hongxiang again with a deep fierceness, and the folding fan in his hand was unfolded, and he threw it hard, and flew straight towards Hongxiang's neck.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Hongxiang twisted his left arm back hard, pulled the short sword out of the wooden corpse, and pushed it forward with all the strength of his body, short

The sword went straight forward, and the folding fan that swirled on the top about five feet away, only to see a flash of sparks, the short sword bounced open the folding fan, the route was slightly off, and continued to fly forward, and finally nailed into the heavenly court of the long-shirted cat, killing with one blow.

Looking at the corpse of the long-shirted cat slowly falling to the ground, Hongxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and in the end, he didn't aim at this flying sword at all, but just threw it away with feeling and luck, and as a result, he ended the long-shirt cat by coincidence, and picked up a life by stepping on dog shit.

This extremely difficult ambush finally ended, with the death of the long-robed cat, the sudden and manic energy in his body seemed to dissipate, he felt so tired, so tired, so tired that he couldn't even stand, he could only put his body on the wooden corpse, slowly, his body began to tremble slightly, and a faint whimper came slowly, far away in the empty silence.

He cried.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~