The stormy red mangs hit the southernmost pillar, splashing large patches of wood chips. The surface of the wooden pillar www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, Pavilion became pitted, as if it had been gnawed by a monster.

After all, Yan Hou was a person who had just woken up from a serious injury, and he still felt a little difficult to dodge with a person, his feet were weak, and he accidentally kicked into a pit. He fell with a pop and gnawed on the mud, and Wang Chen was also thrown out two or three meters away.

"Ah Chen, are you alright?" he asked anxiously as he rolled on a lazy donkey, avoiding a cloud of fist qi.

Wang Chen was so painful that he couldn't speak. But his mind was not confused in the slightest, Yan Hou had not yet reached the stage of qi transformation, and he was injured, so he was definitely not Situ's opponent. If it drags on like this, both of them will be beaten into meat sauce by Situ. He struggled to lift his head a little and saw the city at the bottom. As???

There was too much punching, and Situ also felt very tired. He simply ran up directly, raised his fists and smashed Yan Hou with a Tarzan pressure.

Yan Hou rolled to the side, grabbed the edge of the wooden post with both hands and rolled over and hung down.

Situ smashed on the wood, and the big pillar shook twice.

Yan Hou flipped back, and his heel smashed on Situ's back like a crescent moon before he had time to dodge, smashing him into a.

As soon as Situ turned over, he lifted him to the ground, and twisted his collar with a few punches. The big wooden pillar shook twice more, making a squeaking sound.

Yan Hou struggled desperately to turn it up, but he couldn't get what he wanted, he touched the wood chip next to him, and slammed it into Situ's back.

Situ was in pain and stood up suddenly. Yan Hou wanted to take the opportunity to sit up and give Situ a punch. However, a figure was much faster than him. only heard a loud "bang", and Situ who was riding on him and Wang Chen, who was originally lying on the side, disappeared.

Yan Hou's brain went blank for a moment, and he mechanically turned over and leaned over on the edge of the wooden post, looking at the two people who were falling at a rapid speed with confused eyes.

Situ Jing struggled desperately in the air, trying to break free of Wang Chen's hands. But Wang Chen didn't know where he got so much strength, like a big python holding him in his arms.

"Bastard, let me go, do you want to die?" Situ finally became anxious, and the intensity of his struggle increased a little more. He only likes to let others die, but he doesn't like this to happen to him.

The piercing pain made Wang Chen almost faint, and he didn't have the extra strength to speak at all. His eyes were still clear and cold, and there was no confusion in the calculations and judgments in his mind, and he was firmly fixed on his goal. He wasn't as naïve as Yan Hou, thinking that it was really just a competition.

Since you want to fight for your life, then I'll fight for you!

Looking at the panicked Situ Jing's face, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Wang Chen's mouth.

With the splash of blood, the two of them landed heavily on a wooden thorn that stood up to the sky in the lower city. The sharp wood with the thickness of his arm passed through Wang Chen's back like a sugar gourd, and then pierced out of his chest, inserted into Situ's chest, and then drilled out of his back.

"Whew!" Situ let out a terrible cry, and the severe pain made his body instinctively flick upward, and the huge force actually broke the wooden thorn from the root. Wang Chen was also led to stand up by him.

The two stood facing each other on the rickety support, and a wooden spike pierced the two of them. Situ looked down at his chest, his eyes changed from disbelief to resentment, he felt that his strength and life were rapidly leaving him, the Situ family has produced geniuses for generations, and he is the most outstanding genius of the Situ family in the past hundred years. He has always believed that he is the strongest fighter. Growing so big, fighting countless times, not a single opponent escaped his fists.

I killed so many people in this life, but I didn't expect to die so badly. Damn it!

But fortunately, there is this hateful guy to die with him!

"Hahaha. He laughed as streams of blood erupted from his mouth. He took two steps back, and the wooden thorn pulled out of his body with a "swish". He stretched out his right hand to Wang Chen, laughing even more wildly, and then the smile froze on his face, and he tilted his body and fell straight to the bottom.

Wang Chen stood there, calmly watching him fall, and let out a mockery. He seemed to have guessed what Situ Jing was thinking. It's a pity that I don't have this idea.

He looked down at the wooden thorn on his chest. The two were pierced by wooden spikes face to face, and it appeared that they had received the same damage, but in fact they were not. The wooden thorn that penetrated his right chest pierced Situ's left chest.

The heart of man is on the left!

The scaffolding under his feet grew stronger and stronger, and there was a sound of wood breaking, and it looked like it was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff like this city. Wang Chen wanted to jump to safety. However, as soon as he lifted his foot, another huge pain swept over him. He fell to his knees and fell to his knees. The wooden thorn touched the ground, making a sound of rubbing against the flesh in its body. Blood trickled outward from the place where the wooden thorns came into contact with the flesh, like a small stream.

Wang Chen's mind was clear, but his body couldn't move a bit. He watched as the scenery around him tilted, and he was about to fall off the high cliff with Situ. In normal times, it may not be necessary to die. But in this situation, it is a desperate situation.

Damn! What is that kid looking at?

But he said that he was lying on the pillar, and the blank in his brain lasted for several seconds, completely unable to give the correct instructions. He watched as the two of them pierced the wooden thorns, and the splattered blood shook his heart before he suddenly woke up.

"Ah Chen!" he cried out in grief with wide eyes.

Although the moonlight was very bright, after all, they were too far away from the pillar, and in front of them were the wood slag that was swept everywhere by the wind and the wooden planks that kept falling on it, Yan Hou couldn't see what was going on, but Situ fell between the lightning and flint. Yan Hou's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind instantly became extremely clear.

He flew downward, and in a few moments he reached the sloping stand below. Leaned over and fished out, just grabbing Wang Chen's falling feet. Shhhhh Yan Hou touched the sweat on his head. He picked up Wang Chen and jumped back to the wooden pillar quickly. The Hanging City has almost collapsed, and if it is a little later, if there is no place to borrow strength, it will be troublesome.

The two returned to the wooden pillar and sat and gasped for a while before Wang Chen regained his strength. Although I was still weak, I was finally able to move. The collapse of the city is almost over, and there is not much falling on it. It seems that everything is finally complete.

Wang Chen raised his head and squeezed out a smile at Yan Hou, "It's finally over." He said lightly.

But what is puzzling is that Yan Hou turned his back to him but did not answer.

"Hey, Ah Hou!" Wang Chen raised his voice and shouted, grinning in pain at the slightest movement.

Yan Hou turned around and looked at him with a serious face. Walk over, grab the wooden thorn that protrudes from your chest, and wave your hand. With two "clicks", the front and back parts of the body were broken, leaving only a piece of flesh in the chest. Then he took off his clothes, which had basically become strips of cloth, and wrapped him around a few times.

After doing all this, Yan Hou took two steps back, stretched out a fist, and said in a cold tone, "Okay, now it's time for us to fight it out!"

Wang Chen raised his head in disbelief and looked at the young man in front of him, as if he didn't know him.

"We're rivals. Yan Hou took a step back and opened his stance, and he said coldly.

Looking at his serious expression, Wang Chen's heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom. The severe pain all over his body made his eyes black, and the excessive blood loss made his mouth dry, and it was difficult to swallow even a mouthful of saliva. After a while, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips. Yes, they were originally opponents, and as soon as Situ died, the alliance naturally collapsed, which is also reasonable.

As for being seriously injured, others will take pity on you and let you rest before fighting. Haha, this kind of thing, children think like this. Makes sense, well. It's just that I'm a little sad in my heart.

Wang Chen staggered to his feet, his eyes staring into the thick eyes. The young man's eyes shone brightly, like the morning star in the sky.

"Let's fight it out!"