After the immortal disappeared

When Fushan Lie saw He Lingchuan's appearance, he immediately followed. The latter jumped to the middle of the city wall in a few seconds and gave him a middle finger.

The demon didn't know the specific meaning of the gesture, but that didn't stop him from feeling He Lingchuan's provocation.

He tilted his head towards the strange insect: "Bilu, come on!"

The strange insects turned into a swarm of insects, flew up the city wall, and then attacked He Lingchuan.

It can advance and retreat, retreat and defend, and can escape. It can come and go freely wherever it goes.

If we don't eliminate that main insect, I'm afraid this battle will never end. This thing gave He Lingchuan a headache more than the ups and downs of the mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them were fighting together again.

The terrain here is narrow and mainly consists of alleyways and stairs. Even if the monster shrinks its size, it is still difficult to adapt to the fight. Only Fu Shanlie and He Lingchuan are at ease.

The steps built by humans are of course most suitable for human actions.

There are two torches above the city wall, and the light of the fire dances with the evening breeze.

Fu Shanlie glanced at the torch, his eyes also flickering.

He Lingchuan just dodged the attack from the strange insect and stood on the steps.

In the firelight, his shadow was drawn very long.

Fushanlie disappeared in a flash.

When He Lingchuan was about to fight the Bilu insect demon again, just as he swung out the Fusheng knife, his body suddenly froze.

It felt like I was stuck in a bottomless quagmire, unable to control myself up, down, left or right.

Shadow Binding Technique!

There was no chance of a mistake in the battle between masters. Pishen Chong sensed his sluggishness and struck his Tianling Gai with two chisel blows.

If in reality, He Lingchuan was full of treasures, it would be easy to break this deadlock.

But in the world of Panlong, he can only rely on himself.

Just as Bilu's sickle foot was about to hit the target, his vision suddenly blurred, and a figure appeared out of thin air to block the fatal attack.

Taking a closer look, this was actually the second He Lingchuan.

He made two quick attacks to push back the worms, and then threw a boomerang towards the wall.

There were two soft pop-pop sounds, and the torches were all knocked out.

Without fire, there would naturally be no shadow.

Without the shadow, He Lingchuan himself would not be bound.

Fushan Lie's magical power was quite secretive. Although He Lingchuan had Yuan Power to protect his body, he was still delayed for a few breaths.

How many breaths of time will it take at least from being ambushed to finding the solution?

The battlefield was so chaotic, how could He Lingchuan know that it was the shadow under his feet that was holding him back?

Logically speaking, these few breaths are enough to kill him four or five times.

It's a pity that He Lingchuan had seen the shadow binding technique before when he fought with Fu Shanyue and knew how to break it.

If my son can do it, I will probably do it too.

He was prepared, and Fushan Lie's second sneak attack ended in failure.

He Lingchuan was free again, and he was forced out of the city wall with two sword strikes. Fu Shanlie jumped back to Wengcheng, followed closely by He Lingchuan.

At this time, Meng Shan above the city wall finally felt the bell tower loosening.

He gathered his strength and hit it hard again.

"Drink, stop!"

With a crisp clicking sound, the big bronze bell rolled down together with the entire tower!

Just below is the Wengcheng.

The giant bell fell from the sky, and more than 200 Xilian puppet troops crowded into Wengcheng again. This time there was no way to escape. More than 20 people could not even scream, and they were crushed into pulp!

This is no different from grinding soy milk with a stone mill, except that the pulp here is red.

The giant bell couldn't stop its momentum and rolled back and forth a few times.

Even the Yuheng army retreated in panic, fearing that they would be shot in the head.

The remaining Xiqiao puppet troops fled, and most of them exited Yuheng City through the south gate.

Meng Shanggang on the city wall had just put his head to admire his masterpiece when he heard He Lingchuan's order:

"Mengshan, come down to Wengcheng!"

Down, down, down.

He moved his aching arm.

Going down is much slower than coming up.

At this time, He Lingchuan and the two enemies were fighting together again.

Yuheng's army rushed into Wengcheng and recovered the lost ground.

The Xiqiao puppet army gradually retreated, and in a dozen breaths at most, Fushan Lie and Bilu Yao would also fall into the siege of Yu Heng's army.

Then the situation was reversed, and He Lingchuan used all his strength to hold down his two opponents and prevent them from escaping.

The Bilu demon can leave at any time, as long as it turns into a swarm of insects and flies into the sky, so it stayed first to help Fu Shanlie escape from trouble.

At this time, the Yuheng Army's flying blades and arrows hit it, and they could kill insect corpses all over the ground.

The body shape of the demon is two full circles smaller than when it first appeared.

"Go quickly, go quickly!" it urged Fu Shanlie.

Why doesn't Fushan Lie want to leave? Normally, he could use an Earth Escape Technique and immediately escape fifty steps away, easily escaping from danger.

But this is Wengcheng!

There is a formation that prohibits escape!

If he wanted to escape, he could only go out from the south city gate step by step like the Xiqiao puppet army did.

At this time, there was a loud bang, and Mengshan finally jumped into the Wengcheng.

Oops, the soles of my feet hurt.

A figure suddenly appeared from behind the big bronze clock. He kept moving his hands and greeted him: "Come here and ring the bell!"

Meng Shan took a closer look and saw that it was He Lingchuan's clone.

His original body fought two big monsters, but his clone wiped off the flesh and blood on the big clock, dragged a corpse over, dipped the blood from the wound, and drew talismans on the clock.

"Hey, this talisman..." looks familiar.

Isn't it the blood talisman that Wen Daolun just painted on the big clock at the east gate of the city?

He Lingchuan's clone moved his fingers like flying, and could still ask him distractedly: "This is the magic-suppressing and evil-repelling talisman. I taught it in Panlong City's talisman class. Didn't you learn it?"

"Uh..." Meng Shan scratched the back of his head.

He only likes to use an ax to chop people, but doesn't like to use a pen to doodle. He thinks it's useless to learn this stuff, so, well, he always skips this kind of literature class.

Anyway, he is not alone when he goes out to perform tasks. There is usually a teammate who can draw the symbols.

He Lingchuan's clone was still able to find time in his busy schedule and said: "After this battle, go back and make up for the lessons!"

Meng Shan's face suddenly turned bitter: "Yes."

In the blink of an eye, He Lingchuan's clone was completed. It was actually a talisman array composed of four talismans, including the amplification technique, the mind-capturing technique, and of course the demon-suppressing and evil-suppressing talisman.

"Listen to me, wait a minute and you will do this..." He quickly explained a few words to Mengshan, "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The command this time was very simple, and he could understand it immediately.

"Okay, ring the bell!"

There was no huge tree at hand, so Mengshan turned the ax upside down and started banging.

The sound shook ten miles away, and the magic sound penetrated the brain!

The source of the explosive sound was in Wengcheng, and the bare walls enhanced the echo effect of the surround sound. Both Yu Hengjun and the remaining Fushan Lie subordinates could not help but raise their hands to press their ears.

I'm going to be deaf!

The energy caused the surface of the giant clock to glow with a dark red light, which was even louder than Wen Daolun's ringing of the bell.

The Bilu demon was the first to bear the brunt. Not only were its moves inconsistent, but it could not even stand on its six legs.

It staggered twice on the spot, and a double image appeared on its body.

It was the black beetle that made up its body. It couldn't withstand the sonic attack full of energy, and if it continued like this, it would reveal its original shape.

The Bilu demon made a decisive decision, turned around and charged towards Meng Shan with a scream.

Stop him and be sure to stop this noise attack!

It's a pity that the characteristic of the bell is that it has lingering sound, and it can still go around in such a small place.

Even if Mengshan stops, the sonic attacks will not disappear for the time being.

The demon Bilu rushed forward, and the clone of He Lingchuan who was waiting at the side flashed out, knocked it aside a few steps, and then followed up with a set of combos.

In the face of a formidable enemy, the Bilu demon subconsciously fights back even in pain.

While He Lingchuan's clone was entangled in it, Meng Shan lifted the mountain and river with one force and suddenly raised the giant bell!

The muscles in his arms bulged high, and with a loud shout, he raised the bell and slammed it down on the two opponents in the battle.

The Bilu demon knew that something was wrong, so he immediately turned into a flying insect and ran away.

However, frightened by the sound of the bell, the insect swarm lagged behind and only a small group escaped. The main body was still held by the giant bell!

Immediately afterwards, Mengshan fell to his knees, gasping and panting, and could not speak.

He Lingchuan ordered several officers of the Yuheng Army: "Ring the bell, hurry up!"

These people came out, raised sticks and struck the bell, and kept ringing.

There is no rhythmic beauty, but with the blessing of Yuan Power, this is enough.

The Bilu demon trapped in the bell could not maintain its shape, so there was no way to break through the bell and get out.

The most difficult guy to catch was finally captured by He Lingchuan's design.

It was trapped here, and Fu Shanlie also wanted to come to rescue him, but He Lingchuan opened fire with all his strength, beating him to the point where he was unable to do anything.

If this continues, even he himself will be trapped in Wengcheng.

Fushan Lie gritted his teeth, glanced at Ju Zhong apologetically, turned around and backed away.

During the battle between the two, their respective elites also collided with each other, killing each other with bayonets and seeing red.

While Fu Shanlie jumped back, a bull demon rushed towards He Lingchuan regardless of his own safety, blocking Fu Shan Lie with his body weighing more than 2,000 kilograms.

The next moment, seven rays of cold light came out of the cow's body, which was as thick as a door panel.

The monster screamed, blood and internal organs flowing out.

Bolangzhan.

Even the three or four Bejia elites behind the cow were not lucky and were stabbed one after another. The most unlucky one was cut with a bloody line right in the middle of his eyebrow.

The man's eyes and movements immediately froze, and after two breaths, his body and head separated.

The remaining power of the sword is so powerful!

The rest of the crowd was horrified and subconsciously retreated. And with the sacrifice of his men, Fushan Lie quickly retreated two feet away.

The Wengcheng is so big, and he is like a swimming fish, able to move freely through the crowded crowd. What's more, his confidants all protected him in the middle and tried their best to move outside the south city gate.

There were at least a hundred people between the two coaches.

Just as he was about to exit Yuheng City, Fu Shanlie turned around, but could not find He Lingchuan.

Under the torch, in front of the blade, the commander who was supposed to be on the front line against the enemy just disappeared?

Fushan Lie suddenly felt bad, the hair on his back exploded, and his spiritual sense was frantically warning.

Hundreds of people surrounded him in front of him and behind him, but they couldn't give him any sense of security.

Enemy attack!

Fu Shanlie didn't care about anything else and pounced to the side. At the same time, he hooked the person next to him with his backhand and pulled him back to use him as a shield.

If Wengcheng hadn't allowed him to use escape techniques, he would be outside the city now.

A figure appeared out of thin air behind him, clinging to Fushan Lie like a ghost.

Fu Shanlie's reaction was not unpleasant, but as soon as the figure appeared, a faint light flashed in his hand, and he aimed a knife at him and stabbed him in the back.

Even though Fu Shanlie jumped away and dragged another person as a shield, the Fusheng Knife didn't hesitate at all. It changed direction midway and pierced the shield's right lung first, and then pierced through Fu Shanlie's front heart!