At this moment, the human race launched a sharp attack, two warriors were restrained on the side, and the two craftsmen took out all kinds of weapons in the Qiankun bag, and after Yue Heng's blessing, they vented on the three demon beasts.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Boom!

The battle group fought extremely fiercely, and the Tiger and Leopard Demon King was worthy of the strength of the ninth-level demon king, easily crushing the eighth-level commander Zhu Shidong, and the other two eighth-level demon beasts pressed the remaining three, making the four people of the human race take care of one or the other, and they were quite restrained.

Yue Heng looked at Huo Weitong and took out something from the Qiankun Bead, which made Huo Weitong shocked and angry!

What he took out was a life card, this was something that Huo Weiling lost to him, it was a relic of Huo Weitong's father, originally he just wanted to hold it in his hand, in case the Fire Spirit Clan had any excessive requirements, he could use it as a shield.

"Huo Weitong, since I won this life card, if you want to go back, you should win it back from me openly. What kind of racial righteousness, blood feud, I won't say anything, there will definitely be a battle between you and me, do you say we should do it now, or wait for them to finish the battle?"

Yue Heng was not afraid, he took the life card and threw it a few times, and looked at Huo Weitong intently.

Huo Weitong suppressed his hatred, clenched his fists, crackled, and sneered: "In order to make your death clear, I will give you a little more time to prepare, let them finish the fight, and I will fight to the death with you one-on-one!"

Yue Heng grinned: "Okay, I just need a little time to prepare, don't worry!"

Huo Weitong said: "I'm not in a hurry, just look at what kind of miserable fate you pathetic human race have!"

In the melee, there were roars and screams. The fate of the four Terrans is not without tragedy.

Zhu Shidong was blessed by Yue Heng with four runes. It's not the opponent of the ninth-level demon king. The longer the time dragged on, the more serious his injuries became.

The other two eighth-level demon beasts are a pair of twin mantises, especially good at assassination and stealth, taking advantage of the chaotic venue environment, using extremely high speed, to play two craftsmen and a martial artist around, and they can't pull away, how can they support Zhu Shidong?

It's been a long time. A seventh-level craftsman was cut off an arm, completely lost his combat effectiveness, the battle situation changed in an instant, the four people of the human race were defeated like a mountain, one after another mistakes, they were caught by the demon beast and took their lives one by one, even if they fought back on the verge of death, they only seriously injured one of the eighth-level praying mantises, and the other was intact.

The last one to fall was Zhu Shidong. The Tiger and Par Demon King grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up. The other hand penetrated his chest, leaving him with only one breath.

"Arrogant human!" The tiger and leopard demon king's giant mouth spewed out a fishy and sour smell, Zhu Shidong's eyes opened slightly, and his mouth spat out blood, only the breath came out, and there was no breath in.

At this moment, Zhu Shidong only had endless regrets in his heart, he paid the price of his life for his greed, he knew that now, he should not have recruited Yue Heng to join, quit early, or run away early, jump off the mountain peak to escape!

Yue Heng ...... It's all your bastard......

In the next life, I will definitely let you die without a place to be buried......

Zhu Shidong's eyes gradually blurred, his last thought in the world was a vicious curse on Yue Heng, and as the Tiger and Leopard Demon King pulled out his claws, his life passed in an instant.

"Wei Tong's side hasn't started yet, should we kill that kid?" asked a praying mantis demon beast.

The Tiger and Leopard Demon King tore apart Zhu Shidong's body and devoured it with a big mouth: "No, Wei Tong can handle it." Hmph, an eighth-level commander, it's a good tonic!"

The battle with Zhu Shidong took a lot of energy, and the tiger and leopard demon king also suffered some injuries.

Yue Heng and Huo Weitong witnessed the demise of the four of them, and the atmosphere changed all of a sudden.

Huo Weitong laughed: "Look at the fate of your strongest combination!Yue Heng, you will also die with them later!"

Yue Heng was not the slightest bit afraid, and sneered: "It's useless to talk more, it's good to clear the field!" The four immortal cranes are already waiting over there, they will go first, and you and I will be left to fight to the death!"

Huo Weitong sneered, "Are you afraid?"

A praying mantis demon beast sneered: "It's really funny, we want to kill you, and we still need to sneak attack from behind?" Huo Weitong, you are a monkey demon with eighth-level strength, let's go first and wait for you on the island!"

The Tiger and Leopard Demon King flew away with two praying mantis demon beasts on cranes, and only two people were left on the Hukou Mountain Peak and the blood river of corpses everywhere.

With snow falling in the sky and a cold wind, a crane waited alone, waiting for the final winner.

Yue Heng smiled, what he was waiting for was this moment, at this time, he could let go of his hand and toss vigorously.

Huoweitong, you also know that the advancement of literati comes through the runes, and the runes must be activated by poems and songs, so chanting poems against each other is also the way of fighting for our literati, do you dare to take my move?"

Yue Heng looked at Huo Weitong with a smile, and without waiting for him to answer, he added: "I want to write a farewell poem and give it to you, if you die, it should be a send-off, if I die, it will be a last word, in short, we will never see each other again in the future!"

Huo Weitong said: "If I fulfill you, I will definitely pass on your last words and poems! I heard that Huo Zhiyun has a deep affection for you, right? For her sake, I can also let you make one more poem and cut off her affection!"

Yue Heng lifted out the writing board, hung up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, used his divine sense to isolate an air-raid cover around him, stood in the snowy mountain pass, calmed down, and waved his pen: "Bai Xue Ge sends Huo Weitong back!"

Huo Weitong was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "Send me back?"

"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. ”

The surrounding wind and snow are frantically rolled up, the heavy snow turns into an unbridled blizzard, there are only tall pines and cypresses on the mountain peaks, there is no grass in the snow, and the signs of pear blossoms in the poem are perfectly presented, and the environment and poetry reflect each other.

"Hmph......" Huo Weitong scoffed, he didn't know much about human culture, but he could still understand these few sentences, and knew that poems that could resonate with the environment must not be ordinary goods.

“......

Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, the fox fur is not warm and thin.

The general's horn bow is uncontrollable, and it is difficult to protect the iron clothes. ”

Yue Heng himself was dressed in a literati robe and was a bard, so he was not affected much.

But after this poem was written, the cold blizzard surrounded Huo Weitong, and the temperature instantly dropped by dozens of degrees, almost freezing the beast blood in his body, and the demon beast's body was the most powerful weapon and armor, under the power of the poem, he actually lost most of his sense of touch! )