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Chapter 75 You are not far from death

He Lingchuan was taken aback and couldn't help but feel scared. Sun Fuping had almost completely plotted against them during this trip. If fate had not been on his side, today would be the anniversary of the death of the He family and his son next year.

But he is not worried about Sun Fuping making another comeback now. This old guy has cast spells one after another and been injured one after another. He should have run out of gas long ago, right?

Situ Han said again: "We cooperated with the black dragon, and Nian Songyu was almost vomiting blood."

He Lingchuan looked down and saw that this was really what happened. The situation of the battle was reversed. The Gale Army cooperated with the Black Dragon to suppress Nian Songyu. The Blackwater Army on the city would occasionally fire a few more crossbows to assist.

"Is that still a dragon?" He Lingchuan also noticed something strange about the black dragon, "Is that a dragon?"

When he left last time, although the black dragon was named "Jiao", it actually looked more like a big snake with horns. Looking at it again this time, it actually had four legs, and the sharp horns on its head also branched and turned into branches.

shape, and long dorsal fins sprouted from its back.

In a word, this is a dragon!

Although he came to another world, He Lingchuan really didn't expect to see a dragon with his own eyes in his lifetime.

It is said that they are creatures living in the great swamps of Lingshan Mountain, and no one has encountered them in the past thousand years.

"How did it change?"

"The Gale Army was added to its body, and there were a total of 30,000 horses in the front and rear." Situ Han scratched his head, "Then it became like this."

After transforming into a dragon, this long insect is one size smaller than before, making it more flexible.

However, its main task is not to fight in person, but to chant spells one after another to superimpose various magical bonuses on the gale army that besieged Nian Songyu and the summoned demon apes.

The one who can make his companions as light as a swallow, the one with infinite strength, the one with rough skin and thick flesh... The aura is thrown around in the field, making the combat power of a single target rise sharply. Those who could originally defeat one can now defeat at least three.

Don't forget, their opponent is only one person. If one rises, the other will disappear. Nian Songyu's seconds are like years.

The big living people on the city gate were stunned by this showy operation.

Situ Han couldn't help but asked: "Did it take away the job of the national master?"

Isn't this what the National Master does on the battlefield? This kind of group buffing spell is called "Blessing". The more people it covers, the higher the mana consumption. Even if Sun Fuping is at his peak as a National Master,

If you don't have three or four, you'll be exhausted, and you'll still only cover a team of a thousand people.

Nothing compares to this black dragon. Casting spells is as easy as drinking cold water. It has unlimited magic power.

Looking back at Nian Songyu from this perspective, He Lingchuan really admired Nian Songyu despite being surrounded by dangers and being in dire straits. If he had been on the field and was besieged like this by the Gale Army, he would probably have become flesh and blood under the hooves of other people's horses after just one encounter, right?

But Nian Songyu's high-intensity battle had lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and he had resorted to all kinds of unbelievable methods. It was unclear whether they were martial arts or supernatural powers. Anyway, the people in the city were dazzled.

The ground in the South City Gate Square was dented nearly a foot deep. It is not known which side did it, or whether it was the result of a struggle between the two sides.

Nian Songyu himself has become a bloody man. All the wounds on his body are bleeding, but he still has to fight fiercely. In the past, he could calm down Sun Fuping's injuries with a wave of his hand, but now he can't use it on himself. It's obviously too high.

The intense fighting drained the last bit of its remaining strength.

The black dragon was persuading him: "Your skin is about to collapse. If you don't come out and surrender, you can avoid suffering."

Nian Songyu smashed a gigantic demonic ape with his backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out to be a trap! You wanted to trick us into lowering our clones."

As soon as he finished speaking, the commander of the Gale Army rushed in with a single sword and cut off his left arm!

Blood gushed out like a fountain. Nian Songyu took two steps back, feeling dizzy and dizzy. He barely managed to stand still by leaning on the ground with his knife.

He has been fighting with two swords, but now that one arm is broken, his combat power has been reduced by more than half?

Now he is like a gourd of blood, having lost more than half of his blood. Not to mention continuing to beat him, even if he lies down to give first aid, he will not be able to save his life.

Nian Songyu's body is crippled. Its eyes scanned the living people in the city, but there was no one available. These human bodies were too fragile. Even if it was forcibly attached, it would collapse within a few dozen breaths, let alone

Engage in high-intensity combat.

Then, it saw He Lingchuan.

It didn't even consider this. Its eyes didn't stop and fell directly on the black dragon: "Don't think that your arrangement is perfect. If I hadn't been seriously injured twice when I came, my situation would have been reversed!"

The black dragon looked at him condescendingly: "There are no ifs in fighting."

"That's all." Nian Songyu threw down his weapon and spread his hands, "I never thought that I would admit defeat to a mere weapon spirit!"

He surrendered very simply and sat down cross-legged like a normal person, regardless of the fact that he was bleeding profusely.

This is not its body originally.

On the contrary, the black dragon is very cautious: "Don't think wrongly, you will not be able to fly here."

If it were outside, the gods might be able to say it and they might be able to leave, but this illusion is like a closed jar. No one can get out unless the black dragon lifts the lid.

Nian Songyu's face was as pale as a dead person. In fact, he was not far away from death, but his expression became more and more indifferent: "You must know what I want to ask. Since I am about to die, what is the answer?"

Black Dragon paused for a few seconds: "There is no answer. We adhere to our last wish and only need revenge."

Nian Songyu asked it: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, I don't care." The black dragon swam closer and lowered its head, "What are your last words?"

"Yes." Nian Songyu suddenly turned to look at the city wall, "He Lingchuan, I say this for Pi Nang. You are not far from death, and he will wait for you; and you-"

He was talking about the living people: "You can only go out if the black dragon is dead. Do you know that?"

The crowd was shocked.

Mao Tao lost her voice and said: "How could it be possible? Didn't you mean..."

Didn't it mean that the Black Dragon had promised to release them from the illusion?

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went straight. He reached out and pulled out the knife from He Lingchuan's waist, and slashed it on the wall!

This time, the elbows and armpits were transformed, and no one had time to react. Mao Tao had already chopped him three times quickly before He Lingchuan shouted "Stop". The soldiers behind Mao Tao rushed forward and held his arms tightly.

Everyone discovered that Mao Tao reversed the blade and used the back of the knife to chop. In this way, he made several holes in the three-piece earthen wall, the deepest of which was more than three inches.

He really exerted all his strength, and the tiger's mouth was shattered. If he were a normal person, he might not be able to hold the knife steady with both hands.

Maotao's eyes were red, and he was gasping for breath. He struggled desperately, and even two or three people couldn't hold him down.

He waved the sword with one hand, but others were afraid of the sharp edge and did not dare to step forward to grab it.

The black dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed Nian Songyu in one mouthful, chewing it twice.


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