abnabooks Chapter 1837 Frustration and Anger
Chapter 1837 Frustration and Anger
Chapter 1837 Frustration and Anger
Miao Zhantian chopped with his knife, but only scraped off some dirt and dust without damaging the wall.
At this time, Xiao Wencheng drew his sword and almost cut off Miao Zhantian's one arm.
After suffering this loss, Miao Zhantian was much more cautious when attacking He Lingchuan again.
But all the pressure fell on Xiao Wencheng.
In a blink of an eye, the Blood Demon also approached Miaozhantian from behind.
Fighting two at once is already tiring, Miao Zhantian can't stand being attacked from both sides.
His eyes moved, and he slashed He Lingchuan with his right knife. His strength surged, and he pushed him back three steps.
But the price of doing so is that the left side of the ribs is exposed and unprotected.
The two sides were fighting fiercely. Xiao Wencheng didn't even think twice and stabbed with his sword, hitting Miao Zhantian right in the ribs!
The blow was like hitting rotten leather, or like piercing tough elephant skin, causing great resistance.
Xiao Wencheng was not surprised at all. The great demon's strong body was a reflection of his powerful soul power. Otherwise, how could Miao Zhantian withstand the enormous power of Qian Huan's self-explosion?
So he cut into the opponent's ribs and twisted his belly hard, trying to make an "L" shape and deepen and enlarge the wound.
Miao Zhantian was pushed back by him, which shows how powerful Xiao Wencheng is.
But he also raised his foot and kicked Xiao Wencheng hard on the hip!
How could he be so easily beaten by the full force of the Great Demon? Xiao Wencheng was kicked directly and flew backwards, hitting the wall hard.
He Lingchuan standing next to him even heard a crisp "click"!
That was the sound of Xiao Wencheng's pelvis cracking.
Hiss, it hurts just listening to it.
Miao Zhantian raised his left leg to kick the person, but his right leg had no sole and he was unstable on his feet, and he almost fell to the ground.
At the critical moment, the tail behind him touched the ground and lifted him up.
Taking advantage of the fact that the two opponents' defense circle was broken, he rushed over in one step.
This inevitably led to him rushing past He Lingchuan, who did not forget to swing his sword while retreating, still aiming at his waist.
Miao Zhantian leaned back, bent his knees and slid directly under his knife.
His movements were smooth and continuous, but he also groaned.
The stone surface of the inner passage of the city wall was very rough, and the wound on my right foot was rubbed directly against the ground, just like rubbing ginger on a board.
It hurts, it hurts so much, it's so fresh and hot.
Miao Zhantian's legs went limp in pain and he almost couldn't stand up.
Fortunately, he had reached the corner. He didn't care about his ugly posture, he propped his long sword on the ground and limped in.
The terrain here was too bad, and the man surnamed He seemed to be very familiar with this place and knew how to take a shortcut to block him. So he had to find a separate secret room, and as long as he blocked the door, the three enemies would not be able to enter.
As long as you can wait until your injuries are healed, the situation will be reversed!
No, as long as he can survive until Panlong Lonely City collapses and return to Qianhuan Sea of Consciousness, that will be the death of these three bastards!
The blood demon also chased after him, and Xiao Wencheng glared at it angrily.
This thing was obviously moving very fast in the outside world, so why was it a beat slower when chasing Miao Zhantian inside the wall?
It just doesn't want to face the great demon alone, right?
The sharp pain from his hips made Xiao Wencheng recite two mantras fiercely. The chain on the blood demon's neck tightened suddenly, making it roll its eyes:
"Let go, Miao Zhantian is running away!"
After teaching it a lesson, Xiao Wencheng stopped cursing and chased after it with He Lingchuan.
When he started running, his hips ached so much that he couldn't move his legs. Only then did he realize how resilient the Great Demon was, as he could still run so fast even with broken arms and legs.
It would be great if he could use his magical powers, Xiao Wencheng secretly complained. He was so close to Miao Zhantian, he only needed to use the Ju Mang sword to shoot through the other person's back!
This time, the blood demon chased the two of them. Suddenly, he shook his head, and a small monster fell from his body. It looked like the head of some monster, only the head, which was round like a pumpkin, but had the big mouth and sharp teeth of a piranha.
The blood demon grabbed the pumpkin head and threw it towards Miaozhan Tianhouxin in a standard throwing posture.
Miaozhan's divine eyes observed all directions, and without even turning his head, he drew his knife and chopped the pumpkin head in half.
But as soon as this thing was chopped open, it exploded with a "bang".
The smoke and black ink blowing in their faces made He Lingchuan and Xiao Wencheng turn their heads and cough twice.
It stinks and is so choking. What the hell is this?
It turned out that the hideous-looking pumpkin exploded like a puffer fish once it was cut open, and the ink inside its belly sprayed all over the passage!
This stuff is more slippery than oil. Even on such a rough ground, Miao Zhantian slipped and fell on his back.
"How can this be possible!" Miao Zhantian cursed.
Isn't it forbidden to use magical powers and external objects in Panlonggucheng? Then what is this?
"Walk carefully." The Blood Demon reminded the two people behind him, "Luding Ghost's talent is oil poison. I made it self-destruct!"
He Lingchuan certainly didn't know what the Luding ghost was, but he thought it was probably a ghost or its kind that the blood demon had eaten. A monster like the blood demon was originally an aggregate, so it wasn't surprising if anything fell from it.
But the soul of this little monster was not strong, so the explosion was not very powerful. It was not as earth-shattering as Qian Huan's. It only turned the entire passage black.
Under the special rules of Panlonggucheng, it actually took advantage.
And it did find the weakness of the Great Demon, because Miao Zhantian was missing a foot and the ground was so slippery that it had no way to keep its balance, let alone walking on one foot, it couldn't even stand up!
He could only stick a knife into the ground and move himself forward a distance.
Then swing the knife into the ground and move forward.
If He had both hands intact, it wouldn't be slow for Him to move forward by taking turns holding the sword. Unfortunately, He only has His right hand left!
At this moment, who can understand Miao Zhantian’s frustration and anger?
In the real world, He could unleash infinite power with just a flick of His finger and pin the three pursuers to the ground; but here, He was the only one who fell to his knees and couldn't get up!
"That's unreasonable!"
This sentence was not said by Miao Zhantian, but by the blood demon. It rushed forward with its mouth wide open, but the city wall suddenly shook violently, causing it to stumble and slip.
Damn it, how could it forget that when it ate the Luding ghost, it was also splashed with oil poison! This thing is also effective on it.
He Lingchuan and Xiao Wencheng looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. From the fist-sized air vents, they could occasionally see the scene outside. The ground of the South Square of Panlonggucheng had cracked, including the temple, the Fuchi and other buildings that had either collapsed or been swallowed by the cracks in the ground.
There was smoke and ash everywhere.
The South City Gate Tower is the strongest, but it can't hold out for long, as cracks have appeared on the wall from the outside to the inside.
We must defeat Miaozhantian as soon as possible!
Both of them bent over and lowered their heads as they rushed forward, with their center of gravity forward.
It's just a matter of balance, which is no problem for agile players.
Miao Zhantian's problem was that he couldn't get up on the oily and toxic ground with one hand and one foot, not because he wasn't agile enough.
But it had extremely rich combat experience and remained calm in the face of danger. When it looked up, it found an iron ring rack on the side wall of the opposite passage, which was used to place torches for lighting.
Miao Zhantian immediately swung out his long sword, and with a clang, it got stuck on the iron ring.
There was a long chain behind the knife. He pulled it hard and pulled himself forward more than ten feet, leaving the oily poison area on the ground.
"Where are you running to!" Xiao Wencheng threw the Ju Mang sword with his backhand.
"Don't..." Before He Lingchuan could finish his words, Ju Mang's sword pierced Miao Zhantian's lower back, stabbing him from the back and out from the front.
Miao Zhantian roared in pain.
But objectively speaking, this sword also helped him rush forward another ten feet, and just as he landed, he rushed into the passage of the second city wall.
He Lingchuan and Blood Demon on the side rolled their eyes at the same time. Didn’t they see that they didn’t choose this time to take action?
After leaving the oil poison area, Miao Zhantian regained his mobility. He bit his long sword in his mouth, pulled out the Ju Mang sword from his back, and used it as his own weapon.
The wound on his waist was bleeding profusely, and he was a little numb. He had wounds all over his body anyway, so this one wouldn't hurt him. As long as his spine wasn't injured, he could still run.
What a powerful soul power and will! He Lingchuan was impressed.
The pain from the injuries he received in Panlong Lonely City was 100% in his soul and body. Unlike in reality, he could not take any painkillers, nor did he have adrenaline to temporarily block the pain. Although he was also a man who had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, if he had been injured like this, he really wasn't sure he could continue to stand and run.
Xiao Wencheng became a little irritable.
In Panlonggu City, he couldn't recall his Ju Mang sword!
He couldn't bring in other magical instruments. He looked around and simply took down a torch from the wall.
Miao Zhantian fought and retreated, and he could use the sword in his right hand and the knife in his mouth to fight the enemy.
The Blood Demon was careless and wanted to scratch his neck, but unexpectedly the Big Demon's neck suddenly stretched, his head tilted, and the blade cut off his wrist!
The blood demon howled in pain, the sound like a grinding wheel rubbing against stone.
But Miao Zhantian was not having a good time either. It is said that two fists cannot defeat four hands. Now he had to deal with six hands alone. In a blink of an eye, he had several more wounds on his body. The blood demon was also very mean and often attacked him from the bottom three ways. When he was resisting He Lingchuan's blade, the blood demon nailed through his right leg, and his eyes went black.
He changed opponents like a revolving lantern. He had been fighting for too long, and new injuries had not yet healed his old injuries. In this world, physical strength was his soul power. If he continued to be worn down like this, his soul body would probably collapse before Panlong Lonely City collapsed.
I have to find a way to replenish my soul power.
At this time, Xiao Wencheng's torch was cut off by his own Ju Mang sword, and he was very unhappy. While Miao Zhantian blocked the blood demon's attack, he suddenly punched the big demon in the waist, which was exactly the wound he had pierced before.
Miao Zhantian bent his waist and spat out a mouthful of blood, splashing all over his head and face.
This happened suddenly. There was a hissing sound accompanied by Xiao Wencheng's screams. His face was corroded in an instant and a cloud of white steam came out.
The divine blood that spurted out of Miao Zhantian was also condensed from the divine power of the Great Demon. Even for Xiao Wencheng, it was too exciting.
His left eye suddenly lost its sight.
It will take a while for your eyesight to return.
He Lingchuan on the side was wearing a mask that blocked his view, so it was the mask that was emitting smoke, not his face.
The blood demon was also splashed with some blood, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.