Don't?

He Lingchuan couldn't help but look west, and the burned down official residence area was in that direction.

"No, why. Master Da, let's just hide here! "Mao Tao has killed many people and suffered many injuries, but he is not reckless and does not want to entangle with opponents who cannot win.

At this moment, someone behind him suddenly said in surprise: "Da Shao, you are here!" ”

Isn't that sound?

He Lingchuan's joy was not trivial, and he turned around suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Zeng Feixiong standing at the opening of a cellar with five of his men.

"Why are you here now?" Young Master He opened his mouth to complain, "What about my father?" ”

There were six good players on his side, and his strength grew up all of a sudden, and He Lingchuan was much more at ease.

"The county guard sent us down to help Da Shao, and he led people to stay above to defend against the resentful spirits." Zeng Feixiong raised his eyes and looked around in a daze, unable to close his mouth, "What's going on, why don't we go and help the national teacher?" ”

"He has bad intentions, and he still wants to plot against me." He Lingchuan's face was solemn, "Give me the pestle here, don't go up!" ”

Although he didn't know why the national teacher would plot against He Lingchuan, Zeng Feixiong hesitated for two or three seconds and decided to stay by Da Shao's side. Although the battle ahead is fierce, the national teacher and Nian Duwei are both fierce people, and they must be able to take care of themselves.

He Lingchuan narrowed his eyes.

Ever since he saw Sun Fuping, this national teacher has been coaxing and coaxing, why hasn't he come up with a big move for counterattack yet? Most of the monster's attacks were blocked by Nian Songyu, so what about the national teacher's ability?

Even those who watch the play like him know the truth of catching the thief and the king first, if the black Jiao on the city gate is not removed, there will be no end to the monsters on the ground.

Why didn't Sun Fuping do it yet?

He Lingchuan muttered in his heart, he knew that the national teacher was a paper tiger, why should he and his father be angry while being obedient?

Or maybe it's because the fortunes of the big kite are weak, and the strength of the national teachers who are related to them has also weakened?

In fact, he didn't know that Sun Fuping's strength was used to work hard to maintain the enchantment of reality, after all, He Chunhua and the others had to deal with not a cat or a dog outside, but a gale!

The strength and concentration are gone, and the battle here is tied and annoyed.

Under the gate of the southern city, Nian Songyu was already out of breath: "National teacher, it's too late to sacrifice your back hand!" "Their personal strength is limited, and Heijiao's own territory seems to have infinite power. It was unfair from the beginning, how can this fight be fought?

Sun Fuping had already held a sword in his hand, and at this time he had just wiped the neck of a demon ape, "Okay, you fight for thirty breaths for me, and you must not be disturbed at all!" "His swordsmanship is not as good as Nian Songyu, but he is not weak.

Taking advantage of this gap, he also sprinkled more than a dozen copper beans on the ground. This is the secret technique of sprinkling beans into soldiers, and the gold-armored soldiers that grow are exactly the same as the two partners who died in the previous battle.

They formed a wall of soldiers, firmly protecting Sun Fuping in the middle.

The magical powers that can be used on the battlefield are very consuming of real power, and the energy consumption value used in this illusion has to be multiplied by two, so Sun Fuping also invested in blood, and even used up two dark green Xuanjing in one go.

Previously, the walnut plate was crisscrossing in the desert for several hours, carrying more than 200 people, but only three low-grade Xuanjing were used, and the quality was far inferior to these two. If He Lingchuan saw it, he would definitely pat his thigh and regret it, most of the three mansions with manors, beautiful maids, and properties were gone.

The so-called belt products, some heirloom mansions themselves have unique products, such as the spring water that specializes in brewing good tea and wine, such as the old plum or jasmine raised in the village has a peculiar aroma, so it must be better than other workshops to make the dregs cake cakes. These houses have a unique land and water conservancy, which can in turn support the owner, of course, the greater significance is that the gimmick is very sufficient, so they despise ordinary mansions in terms of status and price.

It can be said that the trench is inhumane.

Uh, that's a long way off.

Of course, Nian Songyu didn't have time to hold his wrists, he looked at the monsters surging in all directions, calculated the time limit of thirty breaths, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" ”

If you don't take advantage of the strength you still have to fight, you will have meat on someone's chopping board.

Sun Fuping's gaze swept over the ruins of Nancheng, and somehow, he happened to meet He Lingchuan.

Of course, he also saw Zeng Feixiong and Mao Tao.

Since He Lingchuan found out that the monsters summoned by Heijiao did not attack him, he was much bolder, and even dared to climb to the second floor of an abandoned wine shop to watch the excitement, Zeng Feixiong and the others naturally had to follow.

This is the angle between the east and south sections of the city wall, and the distance to the city wall is at most thirty paces.

With such a pair of eyes, He Lingchuan felt a chill in his back, because Sun Fuping showed him a weird smile.

Just a smile, as if to say to him, you're going to be out of luck.

At this time, Nian Songyu roared angrily towards the sky, and the blue light on his body gathered, and a giant phantom about five feet tall and muscular appeared directly above him.

This giant is armed with two knives like him, and although they are also phantoms, the blades are four feet long!

Just as the monsters were attacking from all sides, Nian Songyu slashed twice with his hand, and then drew a slash into the air.

Where his blade passed, the giant sword shadow also arrived, and it was still more than three feet longer than him.

I saw the cold light flickering, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the monster within a radius of seven zhang was actually slashed by him at one time, and there was no corpse dead.

Even the demon birds in the sky crackled and fell to the ground.

A few more chases, and the monsters in the field will be wiped out.

This set of martial arts has an unusually familiar name for He Lingchuan: the power of the desolation, and it is also Nian Songyu's ability to press the bottom of the box, which can borrow the power of the desolate giant to help him be invincible on the battlefield, and even the supernatural powers of others can be suppressed.

The only drawback may be that the duration of the great hair is too short, and he can only be a domineering real man for fifty seconds.

Taking advantage of the surrounding threats to temporarily disappear, Sun Fuping also took out a ivory sculpture from his arms, bit his index finger, and dotted the blood flowing out on the sculpture.

He Lingchuan was too far away to see the details of the ivory carving, only knowing that the sculpture itself was slightly yellow, which was a characteristic of the ivory for a long time, and it was obviously an old object.

Interestingly, after being smeared with blood, Sun Fuping let go of his hand, closed his eyes and prayed silently. And the ivory carving was also suspended in mid-air, motionless, and began to emit a little light.

This statue had just been unveiled, and the black Jiao, who had been watching from the wall of the city gate, suddenly couldn't sit still and swam straight down.

It was more than fifteen zhang long, and its speed was faster than that of a galloping horse, and it almost fell to the ground, and it had already rushed in front of Nian and Sun!

The target of the black Jiao is the ivory carving.

At this time, Sun Fuping closed his eyes and did not move, only his mouth was full of words, and he definitely couldn't stop it.

The only reliance is Nian Songyu.

The Nian Lieutenant was slaughtering in all directions, and even the virtual image of the giant above his head was gradually turning red, full of a furious aura.