Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Collapsed Hanging City

Situ Jing felt quite puzzled, this kid was not his opponent at all just now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoEven if you break through the gas transformation stage temporarily, you shouldn't become stronger than yourself. He had the upper hand at first, and now he rarely takes more than three steps in front of him. That young man's swordsmanship was light and sharp. Like a wild goose, on the top of his head and on the side, he swept around, and the sword qi was woven into a large net in the air, constantly adding scars to himself.

At first, his fist qi could still blow his green mang to pieces, but now the battle qi of the two collided together, it would explode like a firework, and the red and green light patterns scattered in a circle like a wave, and the dregs of wood and stone splashed everywhere, making the entire Hanging City tremble.

What is going on? Situ's head couldn't help but have a row of small beads of sweat.

The people on the iron mask on the top of the mountain are talking about it, among the five elements, the gold lord attacks, the water lord changes, the wood lord grows, the fire lord destroys, and the earth lord defends. When it comes to protracted warfare, the wood system is naturally the most dominant. It seems that Wang Chen will be the final winner.

The man in the cloak listened to his men's discussions, and a smile appeared in his eyes. However, the smile immediately turned to disbelief. He jerked to his feet and stepped over the edge of the cliff. Everyone was startled and followed his gaze, and almost instantly, everyone fell into a petrified state.

"Oh no! Wang Chen's sword at the beginning cut off the big bracket of the Hanging City!"

Wang Chen and the three of them in the city didn't know what was going on, he and Situ had fought for dozens of rounds, and the entire Hanging City was full of scattered battle qi and sawdust, and the trembling feeling had long been infelt.

But this time, with the sound of the crunching of wood, the entire plank road tilted rapidly, and in a moment the entire ground was tilted to the point that it was impossible to stand.

Wang Chen landed on the roof, and as soon as he stabilized his figure, he remembered Yan Hou lying on the side. He staggered over, just enough to grab his sliding body. This kid is really strong, he has suffered such a serious internal injury, and now he is smashing his mouth and snoring comfortably.

This kid's meridians are really strong, and he repairs himself so quickly. Wang Chen thought to himself, and raised his hand and slapped his bald head heavily, "Hey, wake up!"

"Hmm!" Yan Hou hummed dissatisfiedly, just like a teenager who slept lazily felt when he was woken up by his mother, "Sleep for three more minutes." He swept Wang Chen's hand away, muttered in his mouth, and even turned over.

"Sleep on your head!" Wang Chen was completely angry, and if it was any other moment, he would definitely beat him up. At this time, it was too late, he grabbed the thick collar and lifted it up, and as soon as he exerted his strength, the city shook violently, and then fell down at a rapid speed.

"Wow!" The violent wind made Yan Hou open his eyes, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he instantly came to his senses, "Are you and Situ in a competition to demolish the house?" he shouted loudly with his teeth and claws.

"Shut up! God knows what's going on!" Wang Chen shouted loudly against the wind, looking up at the city that had not yet fallen. I thought to myself, I'm afraid that I can only be safe by climbing the pillar.

Thinking about it, as soon as he bent down, he was about to jump on the house that had not yet collapsed. However, as soon as he jumped up, his body froze in the air, and then he fell straight down the valley. Yan Hou, who was caught by him in his left hand, saw that it was not good, hurriedly jumped out of the air on the roof, grabbed Wang Chen with his backhand, jumped several times in a row, and jumped into the city that had not yet slipped.

As the saying goes, there is no one-way street, and it really makes sense. As soon as Wang Chen jumped up, a heart-piercing pain dispersed from near his heart to his limbs, making his eyes dark, and he almost didn't catch his breath. Damn, the silver needle of the crossbow of the ten thousand gods has not been eliminated. In the battle with Situ just now, the flow of qi in the body brought them to the vicinity of the heart.

Wang Chen was held in his hands by Yan Hou, he propped himself on the ground with one hand, his face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans covered his forehead. He knew in his heart that even if he used sword qi, even if it was a little more strenuous exercise in the future, it would be possible for the silver needle to pierce his heart.

Damn, sooner or later, it's just at this critical time. He cursed.

The plank road under the feet of the two continued to slope, the Hanging City was originally built on three huge wooden pillars, and the upper and lower cities were expanded on the basis of the middle floor. There is a plank road to connect it, and many small wooden supports are nailed under the plank road to bear the load. The green sword aura that Wang Chen emitted at the beginning was too violent, and he unexpectedly slashed at the northernmost pillar. The battle had been too fierce all along, and many of the small brackets had been shattered. The entire Hanging City lost its balance and collapsed.

"Oh my God, what the hell are you doing!" The plank path under the feet of the two also began to tilt, and Yan Hou didn't understand how he had become like this after sleeping for a while. However, he still saw that Wang Chen was not feeling good now, grabbed his vest, and jumped to a safe place like a dragonfly in a row.

However, the collapse of the entire city made him unable to find a so-called safe place at all, so he could only jump and look at it one step at a time.

"Be careful!" Wang Chen in his hand suddenly shouted.

Yan Hou was about to land on a roof with a 30-degree inclination, but when he heard him shout, he hurriedly collected his strength and landed on the plank road a little farther away. The angle of inclination allowed him to run like a lion stepping on a ball in a circus.

In the distance, a red light shattered the roof.

"Situ, you're crazy. Are you still fighting at this time?" Wang Chen endured the severe pain and shouted, "If this city falls, we will all die!"

"It doesn't matter. Just kill you before you fall!" Situ said lightly, not slow at all, shooting like a sharp arrow.

"It's just a game!" Yan Hou was also angry, and he scrambled to avoid Situ's onslaught, and jumped towards the big pillar closest to them. He had always thought it was a game, and he had never thought of killing. Even Tang Qing didn't kill him. Only against Situ can be regarded as going all out, but he didn't think about killing him.

"I don't care about those things. I just want to break you to pieces!" replied Situ coldly.

"You're so unreasonable!" Yan Hou shouted angrily as he ran.

Situ and Wang Chen suffered a lot of losses when they fought, and it was quite difficult to chase at this time. In his prime, he wouldn't have answered these questions. At this time, the young man who had brought him a great threat suddenly seemed to have some problems, if he didn't kill them now, how long would he wait?

Situ's fist struck out like a storm, and his cold voice struck at the two of them with the shadow of his fist, "Very understandable. I just like, kill!" he said.