Tired, Su Ming didn't know how long time had passed, because the sky was always surrounded by green mist, the fog was rolling, and the roar inside was always coming out.

The sounds of fighting and screaming all around them merged, as if they had turned into an eternal tone, and under such a tone, everything was repeating, repeating, repeating.

For example, he himself was small in this war, doing things such as killing, killing, and killing again, gradually, the feeling of exhaustion became deeper and deeper, and people couldn't help it, and there would be a trance.

But the end of a trance is often a life and death, if death, in a permanent sleep, if life, is a forced stimulation, can be exchanged for a short period of excitement, but that excitement is overdrawn life, after a short period of excitement, it is another deeper exhaustion and trance.

How many people can avoid the moment of life and death in exchange for the first trance under this exhaustion, maybe once, twice, but three, four and countless times...... This is a war in which not only the Wicans are enemies all around, but also the enemies themselves.

The killing, endlessly, the blood continued to melt into the earth, making the Wu clan outside this Tianlan City, it is not an exaggeration to say that the blood flowed like a river, the blood on the ground and the ripples splashed down, like countless pairs of indifferent eyes, looking at all this cruelly.

He Feng had already returned to Su Ming's side, this was not his will, but Su Ming's roar, which triggered the faint and palpable moon wings, making He Feng have to come back.

When he returned to Su Ming's side, what he occupied was the body of the huge beast from before, but his body was only half carved, but it was strangely surviving.

The battle has been going on, Su Ming doesn't know how many witches he has killed, he doesn't know how many scars he has on his body, and he doesn't know how many times his divine armor has collapsed, and even Hanshan Zhong has been forced back into his body by a large number of divine powers, causing his body to rest and appear.

In particular, there was an almost fatal piercing in his chest, this wound was caused by a spear that roared from the side when the black qi woman that the senior brother gave him flew out to block another attack for Su Ming.

This is because there are too many immutable factors on the battlefield, too many enemies, and it is not alone......

As the war continued, Su Ming didn't know where he came to this battlefield, he just saw a familiar head, after being cut off by a person from the Wu clan, it flew up to the sky, this person's name Su Ming didn't know, but he had seen it, this was a disciple of the Tianhan Sect.

The head landed in front of Su Ming, and this person's expression was confused, and there was a hint of relief, as if he had finally closed his eyes from that exhaustion.

Su Ming looked at the head, his right hand suddenly raised, and fell towards the back of his palm, and there was a roar and whistling sound from behind him, and the roar was the sudden arrival of a witch clan behind him, and the whistling was the pursuit and penetration of the Qingguang small sword.

Su Ming's left hand opened, and a piece of fly ash dissipated, which was a stone coin.

He has swallowed a lot of medicine, so that he can maintain his combat strength, and his stone coins are also consumed in large quantities, so that his divine sense can continue to spread, so that he has a greater chance of surviving, and at the same time, he can also let the Qingguang Xiaojian maintain its sharpness.

On this battlefield, all the supernatural powers are not as fast and convenient as clean killing, Su Ming's speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the shot is a killing machine, if he kills the other party, he gradually learns not to fall in love with the fight, but immediately retreats and goes in other directions.

"Su Ming!" In this muddy killing, when Su Ming killed a person from the Wu Clan, his face was pale, and a wound on his thigh showed visible bones, a surprised voice came from his ears.

Turning around, Su Ming was still in a trance, but although he was in a trance, his divine sense was scattered, but he had instinctive protection, he saw a big man who cut off the head of a witch man and looked at himself, this person, Su Ming had seen, was a disciple of the Tianhan Sect.

The big man's eyes were also blood-red, exhausted, and after nodding to Su Ming, he left quickly.

"This feeling, it's like a dream......" Su Ming turned his head and walked forward, killing, and tired. The sound of the fight in his ears echoed as if it had become an eternity.

He saw the Wu clan with different fierce beasts, and also saw that among those Wu clans, there were some people with masks, these people, like Su Ming, shuttled on this battlefield, and everywhere they passed, blood rained constantly.

But all the witch clans with masks like this exude a powerful evil aura, ordinary barbarians are not their opponents, Su Ming saw in a trance that the barbarians who can fight against these masked people are also some masked people.

It's just that the color of the mask is black, which is very different from the white of the barbarians.

Su Ming was in a trance to move forward to kill, and what brought him a near-fatal wound to his chest before was caused by the spear thrown by a man in the mask of a witch clan, and there was a cross crack in this person's mask, and after throwing out the spear, he glanced at Su Ming coldly from a long distance, and turned to leave.

Su Ming saw this, but his state at the moment was exhausted and in a trance, and the killing sound in his ears echoed vaguely, Su Ming took a step forward and came to the front of a young man of the Wu clan, this is a Wu clan that looks still immature, his face is full of blood, and he is rushing forward with a roar, until Su Ming walked past him, took his head, his body sprayed blood, and rushed forward a few steps before he fell.

Su Ming walked numbly and came to the side of another Wu man, when he walked by, the man's head was held by Su Ming, but his body chose to explode at the moment when the human head was separated, and the roaring sound and the force of the impact made the corners of Su Ming's mouth overflow with blood, but he did not pause and continued to walk.

Walking, walking, Su Ming's divine armor seemed to be infected with Su Ming's fatigue after many times of destruction and reorganization, and his recovery was slow, and his Handshan Bell was also on the battlefield that filled countless people, and was bombarded by the divine powers that were scattered and not attacking Su Ming, so that Su Ming's body rang with bells, and the wind did not know where to go, and was scattered by the crowd, coupled with the body of its fierce beast, it was inevitable that the red-eyed barbarians would be misunderstood, and they had disappeared at this moment.

If it continues like this, maybe Su Ming will survive this war, but it is more likely that he will die in this trance.

Until Su Ming's eyes, he saw a face that was very familiar to him among the more than ten barbarians who were besieged by a group of witch clans in the distance.

The face was stained with blood, and at this moment his expression was absolutely obvious, and he was fighting frantically.

The appearance of this person made Su Ming in a trance, and he saw with his own eyes that the Wu clan who was fighting with him in front of this person was in a state of serious injury, at the cost of death, and spewed out a mouthful of black blood towards the person Su Ming was familiar with.

That blood obviously contains the power of destruction, and if it is sprayed, it will definitely penetrate the face and skull!

The pupils of Su Ming's eyes shrank sharply, and his whole person seemed to wake up from his sleep at this moment, and suddenly recovered from that trance.

The sound of fighting in his ears was immediately clear from the blur, and the world in front of him was even more complete from the previous muddy nightmare.

"Ziche ......" Su Ming muttered, he did not hesitate at all, in the moment of soberness, he took a big step forward, this step, the fight in Su Ming's ears was gone, replaced by a sharp cracking sound, and his body suddenly rushed out at an indescribable speed.

Its speed was so fast, before the blood spurted out by the Wu clan fell on Ziche's face, Su Ming's body had already crossed hundreds of zhang and appeared in front of Ziche, the wind that was set off by him, almost instantaneously rolled the black blood and dissipated directly, as for the seriously injured Wu clan, he didn't even have time to check what was happening, he felt as if there was a city wall rushing towards him, his body rolled upside down, and his body collapsed directly by the strong wind.

"Uncle Shi!!" Su Ming's ears heard the sound of the subcar, his steps staggered, the continuous war, and the extreme speed many times, so that Su Ming's mind was tired at the same time, and his body reached the limit, but he also took a step forward, unfolded that extreme speed, and quickly shot.

With Su Ming's help, the more than ten barbarians who were besieged by the Wu clan rose up to resist, fought and retreated, and after a while, after those Wu people were killed and injured, they got rid of their siege.

Until this moment, Su Ming had spilled several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and he stumbled and was supported by the quilt car. The rest of the barbarians, one by one, were full of injuries, and in their exhaustion, they quickly guarded Ziche and Su Ming, looked around vigilantly, and retreated.

The sound of the sub-car seemed to be very far away in Su Ming's ears, Su Ming looked at the sub-car with an anxious face, closed his eyes and opened them in an instant, and nodded.

"Ziche, is he your uncle?"

"His speed is so fast, especially the wind that kicks off at that speed, it is comparable to supernatural powers!"

"Ziche, what's your uncle's name!" The barbarians who retreated, including Ziche and Su Ming, spoke one after another.

"My name is Su Ming. Su Ming took a deep breath, no longer needed the support of the sub-car, took out some medicine and swallowed it, and retreated with the more than ten people.

"Everyone doesn't know if they can survive on this battlefield, so don't divide it into generations, Brother Su, something is wrong with your state, are you a witch hunter who participates in the battle alone?"

There will be one more in a while, make up for yesterday's fifth update!!(To be continued)