The two spiritual weapons of the inscription talisman were in the hands of the two of them, and they kept trembling violently.

In the several wounds that had been destroyed by the vitality, the blood that should have been surging non-stop was swept away by the hot vitality full of great power.

The deepest part of the wound was only bones strewn with blue and black veins and cracks.

Such scars continued to the arms of both hands, making the appearance of the veteran and Pang Ming look extremely miserable at this time.

With such an injury, how could an ordinary person still hold a blade?

The sound that came from the trembling spirit soldier sounded in the ears of others only like that of a wounded beast, a low roar of panic and fear, a hoarse and low roar.

The roar was in the ears of Pang Ming and the veteran surnamed Wu who were holding the spirit weapon, but it was extremely piercing and shocking.

The weapons in their hands made their bodies tremble, and both of them felt a hot current like fire being injected into the palms of their hands.

The heat flowed up the arm, but it continued to weaken along the way, and became imperceptible as it approached the shoulder.

As the heat continued to pour in and dissipate in their bodies, the two of them gradually lost feeling their hands.

A scorching warmth rose from the chests of both of them, like bare chests facing the scorching sun.

A throbbing in their hearts that was alien to them was born, a mixture of utter madness of will and tyranny.

The black blood quickly seeped from under the eyes to the corners of the two of them, but the two of them were unaware.

At this time, they are using their reason to fight against the mad will that appears in their bodies.

Both were unwilling.

Both were terrified.

The consciousness of the two quickly blurred, and the reason of the two quickly collapsed.

The will of madness finally broke the hearts of the two of them, and the little blood left in their bodies boiled with madness and tyranny.

The bronze sword wrapped around his body with blue light slashed towards the top of Liu Heng's head.

Liu Heng, who had just turned the halberd to repel the sword and the iron hook, raised his neck slightly in the face of the blue sword light, and danced the halberd in his hand to slash an arc above his cheek.

"Poof!"

The blade of the bronze sword had not yet hit Liu Heng, and the halberd shaft of the ancient halberd had already hit Yuhua's waist.

Yuhua's body suddenly looked like a kite with a broken string, and like a catkins turbulent with the wind, it swept obliquely across the low air and fell to the ground.

"Smack!"

The soles of the legs of the cloth shoes crush the hard ground and step the broken earth stones into the deeper soil along with the insoles.

Yuhua's waist was crooked and twisted, and several pieces of bright red iron armor on it were shattered into pieces by the blow of the halberd.

In the bleeding wound on his waist, the cracked kidney and the wriggling rough intestine were clearly visible.

Yuhua, whose left hand was still holding the hilt of the bronze sword, bent his waist, but his upper body was as straight as loose, and his childish face showed a painful look, but this pain quickly turned into numbness.

On that immature and numb face, the corners of the red eyes were covered with black blood.

The pure white jade spear that exuded a pale blue light all over its body quickly stabbed at Liu Heng's face like a light wind.

It's a pity that the jade spear is not the wind after all.

Before the tip of the gun arrived, the wind came first.

The light breeze passed through Gang Yuan, which was wrapped around Liu Heng's body, blowing the emanation in front of his forehead, blowing up several black hairs that had been cut off by the blade of the copper sword.

The brows on Liu Heng's face immediately furrowed, and he quickly swung the halberd in his hand and swept towards the stabbing jade spear.

"Ding~!"

The barrel of the gun was swept by the halberd, and the place where the two weapons collided, there was a continuous soft sound as sharp and weak as the trembling of mosquito wings.

The ancient halberd gently knocked the jade spear away, and under the continuous inertia, the old man with a short beard under his chin led the jade spear and rushed to Liu Heng's side.

"Huh!"

Liu Heng shook the halberd in his hand and slashed horizontally towards the veteran who flew over.

"Whew!"

The blade of the halberd shaped like a crescent moon smoothly cut into the veteran's arm.

The flicking halberd quickly pushed the blade that cut into his arm, and in the next moment it slashed through the veteran's chest.

The vitality of the riot rushed into the old man's chest along the wound, and the veteran who held the barrel of the gun with one hand clenched it, opened his mouth and spat blood, and was forced to shrink in mid-air.

Under the huge force, the old man slammed into the ground like a cannonball.

With a loud bang, the jade spear that had always been held tightly in the old man's hand finally came out of his hand.

The spirit soldier left his hand, and the sadistic vitality that had been wielding the short-bearded veteran's body was no longer a counterbalance, and blood immediately gushed out from his wounds, and the blood contained broken organs and broken bones.

The sharp pain in his body made the veteran's body convuls, but he still tried his best to jump.

Jumping from the big pit that was smashed out of his body not far away, he stuck obliquely in the dirt, and the jade spear was still pure white around him.

When his feet hit the ground again, the veteran who felt that he was losing his strength fell straight to the ground.

He curled up in pain.

Because of his desire for life, he curled up and kept squirming and crawling in the direction of the jade spear, dragging out dazzling blood marks along the way.

When the old man's consciousness began to blur, and the weak body could no longer crawl.

The jade spear was right in front of the old man, and it was already within reach.

The short-bearded veteran gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand, which was already covered with blood, and grabbed at the barrel of the gun.

Just when the middle finger of the veteran's right hand was only an inch away from the white barrel of the gun, and the old man's arm was not yet straightened.

Suddenly there was an afterimage around the pure white barrel.

"Woo~!"

The white gun trembled, and the sound was like a whisper.

Spiritual weapons have spirits, but they have no wisdom.

There are not many emotions that can be expressed by spiritual objects, and the way they are used to express these emotions is completely single.

When the spirit weapon is excited, it will tremble.

When the spirit weapon is afraid, it trembles.

When the spirit weapon is happy, it will tremble.

When the spirit weapon struggles, it also trembles.

And at this time, the white gun is struggling.

The veteran, who was pale because of excessive blood loss, widened his eyes, and he clearly knew that under the struggle of the jade spear, he could not hold the barrel of the gun at all.

He looked up in anger and adjusted his gaze to look up.

He saw the hand holding the top of the gun, he saw the childish face with a freckled expression, and he saw the red eyes with blood accumulation in the corners of the eyes.

He saw Yuhua.

Yuhua also looked at him, without any expression on his face, so he looked even more ruthless.

Pulling out the jade spear that entered the ground, under the earnest gaze of the old man lying on the ground, Yuhua quickly turned his head and strode towards Liu Heng.

Liu Heng, who was holding the ancient halberd, swung the halberd and swung out countless red halberd shadows, easily blocking the six spirit soldiers that attacked.

"Choke!"

In the dull sound, Liu Heng waved his halberd extremely quickly, and quickly swept towards the six generals who came because of inertia and were holding spiritual weapons that were difficult to change.

The next moment, all six generals were swept away by the halberd, and they all slammed into the ground diagonally.

At the same time, the crescent halberd, which had lost its owner, the long knife with the handle of the tiger's mouth, and the spear forged by purple jade all flew up from the ground and rushed towards the generals who were knocked away.