Faced with such a dangerous situation, Zhang Baishan could only use the fastest speed to withdraw his body from the long sword.

Even if the injury is serious, even if the blood is like a blowout, it can only be like this!

Because if you slow it down, another sword will split him in half!

But Zhang Baishan was not in a hurry to escape from the long sword that pierced his body!

As if he had been stabbed stupid by this sword,

It was as if his mind was blank,

In the midst of this unprecedented, extremely serious injury, he couldn't react properly!

At this time, I saw that a small, dark monument of life and death appeared in his hand again, and then smashed it towards Leng Chang at the fastest speed!

Leng Chang held a long sword in his hand and pierced Zhang Baishan's body, which was equivalent to nailing himself in front of Zhang Baishan's body.

The monument of life and death flew out in an instant, Leng Chang couldn't hide, and was hit in the chest!

The monument of life and death seems to be small and exquisite, but its own weight and impact force are enough to weigh hundreds of thousands of catties!

"Boom", like a meteorite hitting a mountain rock, erupted with a shocking sound, Leng Chang's chest was hit by the Monument of Life and Death, and the base of the Monument of Death was already embedded in his flesh and blood.

The long sword was withdrawn from Zhang Baishan's body, and Leng Chang's body retreated uncontrollably, and in an instant, it was dozens of zhang away, and the long sword that was raised high by him and cut down was finally cut in the air.

Then Leng Chang's body finally fell to the ground, and the small black monument of life and death pressed against his four-zhang long body extremely disproportionately.

Leng Chang struggled with his hands and feet, but he couldn't get up.

The monument of life and death is very heavy, and more importantly, his injuries are very serious!

The poison was pervasive, following his injuries and burrowing into his body, devouring his vitality and consuming the true qi in his body.

The two were so combined that he really couldn't get up.

The Monument of Life and Death smashed into his chest, and blood poured out from around the Monument like a river.

Everything is a long story, but in fact, from Leng Chang's long sword cutting a wound three inches deep on Zhang Baishan's chest, to Leng Chang being pressed to the ground by the monument of life and death, he couldn't get up anymore, it was just a few breaths.

Then Leng Chang's body began to shrink rapidly, and finally returned to its original appearance of more than a zhang, completely soaked in the blood gushing out of his chest.

Leng Chang's hands, feet and body were still struggling hard, each blow brought blood splattered all over his body, and his mouth began to let out a terrible, desperate howl, which was in strong contrast with the burst of laughter he had cheered for victory the previous second, forming a wonderful contrast.

Zhang Baishan rushed up, slashed with a thousand axes, and slashed down.

Leng Chang raised his long sword with both hands, but where could he still block it, protecting his head, but his arms and body were cut with countless axes.

The arm was severed, and two extremely rare spirit weapon swords fell out of their hands.

"Shaoxia, we have no grievances in the past, please spare my life!" Leng Chang begged loudly.

"Young man spare my life! Leng Chang is willing to take the lead of the young man!" Leng Chang shouted in horror.

"Leng Chang is willing to be a cow and a horse for the young man, and serve the work of dogs and horses!" Leng Chang hissed as hard as he could, afraid of dying, as long as he could survive, he was willing to do anything, which was exactly the same as his son Leng Wei before he died.

But Zhang Baishan's face was grim, and he only replied to him: "You traitor to the city, what face do you have to live." As soon as the words fell, he calmly cut off Leng Chang's head with a single horn.

If there is anyone in this world who is Zhang Baishan's person who will kill, Ba Shi is ranked first, and Leng Chang is ranked second.

Now, Leng Chang was finally killed by Zhang Baishan.

said that the three great martial kings rushed into the air from the beginning and fought in one place.

Huo Qinyuan and Green Mountain Wan showed their true nature. Although the human form is good-looking, the main body is able to use its strength better, and for thousands of years, they have been accustomed to fighting enemies in their main form.

When Kang saw that the other party was a demon beast, he also showed his original form, although it was not as long as the body of Green Mountain Wan, but it was a round giant, the size of hundreds of Fire Qin Yuan, the roots of white hair as thick as mortal fingers, more than a foot long, it was simply a sharp arrow, and the two large silver fangs were six feet long, as thick as the mortal body, which was particularly eye-catching.

Huo Qinyuan's weapon is a silver stick, Lu Shanwan's weapon is a black whip, and Dangkang's weapon is a silver shining seven-toothed rake, with a flowing spiritual light on it, like a long river, and the breath is strong and amazing.

Huo Qinyuan saw it, even if you fought to the death, you couldn't forget to mock the other party, and immediately hummed: "A pig is a pig, you can bring a rake when you go out, so you can find pig food, right?"

Dang Kang shouted: "It is better for me to bring a rake to find food for myself, and not to provoke others, than for you to bring a needle! Not only is it ugly, but like a madman, he stabs others at every turn." ”

"Phew, why are you coming here from afar without provoking anyone?"

When Kang Zhengse said: "I was comfortable at home, but it was you who made trouble, so I was sent by the city lord to clean you up." ”

"You clean us up, think beautifully, see how we both clean you up!"

The three major demon beasts fought together in the sky. The power was monstrous, and each blow was enough to shatter a mountain and set off a tsunami, and even the air was distorted and trembling.

Fortunately, such a battle takes place at high altitude, and if it happens on the ground, the impact is too large to measure.

It's just that Huoqin Yuan and Green Mountain Wan are the fifth level in the middle of the Martial King Realm, two levels lower than Dangkang, and they are on the poisonous path, and their combat power is far lower than that of Dangkang, and after a while, they were beaten by Dangkang and bruised all over their bodies.

Fortunately, the body of the Martial King Realm has a strong recovery ability, and even if the body is poked into a hole, as long as it is not fatal, it will recover immediately. But the blood was sprinkled like a torrential rain from time to time.

The path of cultivation has reached the realm of the Martial King, and every part of the body has become a small world of its own. The dantian is a small world, the divine court is a small world, and the blood vessels and veins are also a small world. There is so much blood in the body of a Martial King Realm that it may take a large lake to fit it.

Although blood was sprinkled from time to time like a torrential rain, it was only a drop in the bucket compared to themselves

Green Mountain Wan has a gloomy nature, and he has not spoken, but he has been fighting and observing carefully, and found that Dangkang has a simple personality, and he is even more stupid than Huo Qinyuan. It's just that this pig is going by force, and the strength is infinite, and in less than a cup of tea, they only have the ability to parry, and they have no power to fight back.

Green Mountain thought to himself, if he continues to fight like this, he will not be killed by this pig, but he will also be exhausted to death by this pig. The black whip whipped over, wrapped around the seven-toothed rake, and shook it vigorously, only to see that the black whip suddenly emitted green smoke, which immediately wrapped Dangkang's body.

When Kangpi was thick and thick, he didn't feel anything at first, but slowly he felt a little dizzy and his skin was a little itchy, so itchy that he had his hands free for a while to scratch here, and then his hands to scratch there.