He is only half a step away from sequence six, and it is also his last chance.
Even if he is severely injured by Yingtian, he cannot withdraw from promotion at this time.
He believed that his puppets could resist for a while.
"Ten breaths is enough!"
He estimated the time.
"There is still a chance!" Ying Tianchang decided to hold on.
"The wind rises!"
Seeing Su Muzhe's puppet staggering around, Su Wen gritted his teeth and the whirlwind reappeared.
Just by continuously outputting it, Su Wen felt that his legs were weak. The greater the power of the whirlwind, the more extraordinary power was consumed. It was very difficult for him to use the whirlwind once a day, let alone twice in a row in a very short period of time.
"Um?"
Ying Tianchang was also a little surprised when the strong wind swept him up again.
In his opinion, even if Su Wen was not dead this time, he should be lying on the ground unable to move. How could he still have the energy to fight back?
"Disperse!"
Ying Tianchang clenched his fist and punched it, and the strong wind dispersed.
"damn it!"
Being delayed like this by Su Wen, Ying Tianchang felt that something had changed.
Sure enough, he failed to pull Su Muzhe off the boulder.
"Wall of Culture!"
Only then did Ying Tianchang suddenly remember that when an extraordinary person is promoted, he will activate his literary wall to protect himself.
External forces can certainly break down the wall of culture, but stronger strength is often needed!
"die!"
Seeing Su Muzhe completing his promotion at any time, Ying Tianchang stopped holding on and struck quickly!
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
"Don't move!"
"The wind rises!"
The moment Ying Tianchang took action, he heard Su Wen's continuous roar.
Su Wen actually used Confinement on him and added a whirlwind attack.
"Crack, click, click..."
No matter whether it's a trap or a verbal attack, it has no effect on Ying Tianchang.
Only the whirlwind blocked Ying Tianchang's attack on Su Muzhe.
"You little beast, you are really looking for death!"
Ying Tianchang couldn't help but become angry.
He didn't expect that the ant-like Su Wen would ruin his good deeds at this moment.
If I had known, I would have slapped him to death as soon as we met!
but!
In fact, every time he struck, he aimed to beat Su Wen to death. However, Su Wen not only did not die, but actually jumped even more.
It is unbearable!
Ying Tianchang flew a kick in the air and kicked Su Wen away instantly!
This time, he did not hold back, but regarded Su Wen as an opponent of comparable strength.
"Peng..."
Su Wen was kicked away!
"Wow……"
Su Wen, who had already exhausted all his strength, had no ability to dodge. After landing, he vomited blood.
"He's not dead yet..."
But Ying Tianchang was still surprised to find that Su Wen was only injured and was not kicked into a ball of blood mist as he thought... If this kick had landed on an ordinary hilltop, the hilltop would have been leveled long ago.
"There are so many treasures in this little beast!"
Only then did Ying Tianchang realize that Su Wen might not only have the treasures given to him by Su Muzhe, but also more extraordinary items with defensive capabilities, and even top-ranked taboo items.
Only in this way can Su Wen survive.
But where can a student from Qingshan Academy, even if he has some talent in the extraordinary path of a historian, get such a magical forbidden object? Qingshan Academy does not have such ability. Although Qian Haoran is well-known, he is a newly rising force after all.
Not much can be accumulated, and it is impossible to pile all the treasures on Su Wen.
"Once you capture and torture his soul, you will know everything!"
Ying Tianchang thought clearly and turned around to grab Su Muzhe again.
This time, he will not give Su Muzhe another chance. The wall of literary spirit can stop him once, but it cannot stop him from taking action the second time!
"Give me……"
"The wind rises!"
Another whirlwind swept up Ying Tianchang.
Just after shouting such a voice, Su Wen's mouth and nose were bleeding and he was dizzy. Before Ying Tianchang could fight back, he threw his head back and fell backwards.
"Dad! Don't faint!"
The voice of the earthly branches kept shouting in Su Wen's mind.
"Crack, crunch!" Xiao Mo also raised his two claws and kept slapping Su Wen's face. But his movements were slow, and his condition didn't look much better than Su Wen's.
This is natural. Su Wen's whirlwind secret technique basically overdraws its literary energy in order to continuously output it. At this time, there is no trace of extraordinary power in Su Wen's cultural energy, and Xiao Mo is not much better.
"Huh...I'm fine..."
Su Wen reluctantly opened his eyes.
He tried his best!
It was already a miracle that a rookie like him could use a mantis as a chariot and fight with Ying Tianchang for a minute or two without dying.
Unable to save Su Muzhe, Su Wen already had a clear conscience.
"...five hundred years!"
At this time, Su Muzhe's singing stopped suddenly and he opened his eyes.
The wall of literary energy also dispersed at this time, Ying Tianchang's palm knife dispersed the whirlwind, and the remaining force struck Su Muzhe's chest.
"Yeah~"
Su Muzhe opened his mouth and let out a long groan. He waved his sleeves, caught Ying Tianchang's palm knife, and swung it hard!
"laugh……"
Su Muzhe's sleeves were chopped into pieces by the palm knife, and pieces of cloth flew around like butterflies. The palm knife actually landed on Su Muzhe's chest, and immediately made a concave mark.
Almost at the same time, Ying Tianchang tilted his head back, and countless hairs suddenly flew away from the top of his head.
The sound made by Su Muzhe was also a sharp blade, and it almost cut off Ying Tianchang's head.
While Su Muzhe received a blow, he also punched out and landed on Ying Tianchang's chest.
"Boom..."
The two of them each took a step back, but the boulder under their feet made an explosion. In an instant, it broke into countless pieces, and smoke and dust flew into the sky.
"Strangulation!"
After landing, Su Muzhe decisively gave orders to his puppet.
These twelve puppets were originally carefully prepared by him for Ying Tianchang.
Every puppet, before being refined by him, was an extremely vicious extraordinary being who returned to the ruins. The strong ones have the strength of Sequence Five, and the weaker ones also have the strength of Sequence Four. After being refined into puppets, the reactions of these extraordinary beings are slower.
Some, but the strength has not been reduced much.
Now that Su Muzhe was in the sixth sequence, and with the help of more than a dozen puppets, he still had a considerable advantage against Ying Tianchang who was missing an arm.
"rat!"
After Ying Tianchang was besieged by the puppets, Su Muzhe took a breath and said bitterly: "The shameless old thief actually took advantage of my promotion to launch a sneak attack!"
Ying Tianchang's palm sword had hurt his heart. Fortunately, he had been promoted to Sequence Six, otherwise this blow would have killed half of his life.
"mean?"
Ying Tianchang sneered: "Winning a king or losing a bandit is just a matter of means. If there was such a chance, wouldn't you take action against me?"
"That makes sense!"
Su Muzhe nodded repeatedly: "Now is a good opportunity! Let my puppets have fun with you first. When they get tired of playing, I will serve you well!"
When it came to the word "serve", Su Muzhe emphasized his tone.
"Yeah!"
Ying Tianchang touched his waist and pulled out a long sword: "Do you have any misunderstanding about me... Can you, a plaything like you, kill me? Young man, let me show you what is real.
Extraordinary power!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Tianchang shook his sword. In an instant, there were seven Ying Tianchang in front of Su Muzha.
"not good!"
Su Muzhe's expression suddenly changed and he remembered something.
Ying Tianchang's extraordinary path does not belong to any of the hundreds of families, nor does it have anything to do with the famous and upright sect. He follows a mysterious path of the demon clan, which is very evil. It is said that when he is promoted to the extreme, he has nine lives, and he can become nine people with the same strength.
Fight with the enemy.
Now Ying Tianchang is Sequence Six, but he has become a Seventh Person.
This also means that he is not far from the threshold of Sequence Seven.
This is still second.
This also means that Su Muzhe, who is also in Sequence Six, is no match for Ying Tianchang. No matter how powerful he is, he is only Sequence Six himself, leading a group of Sequence Five and Sequence Four puppets to fight against seven Sequence Six Ying Tianchangs.
!
This has no chance of winning at all!
But it is not without gain. It is also a gain to be able to bring out Ying Tianchang's ability to press the bottom of the box.
"slip!"
Su Muzhe ignored the puppets, flew to Su Wen's side, and lifted him up with one hand.
"Good boy, I didn't expect that I owe you another favor..."
Su Muzhe sighed, carried Su Wen and ran all the way, while saying: "How about I suffer a little loss? You call me daddy, and I recognize you as your son?"
"..."
Su Wen was speechless.
He worked hard to help Su Muzhe buy time to complete his promotion, which saved his life.
But Su Muzhe's repayment... actually wanted to be his father?!
"unwilling?"
Su Muzhe was surprised: "There are so many people who want to be my sons...I'm going to tell you that if you don't have one thousand, you have to have eight hundred!"
"...ahem..."
Su Wen coughed and choked out another mouthful of blood. Half of it was because he was being lifted up and bumped by Su Muzhe, and half of it was because of Su Muzhe's anger.
"Good boy, since you don't object, I'll take it as your consent! Anyway, you have the same surname as me, so you don't even need to change your surname!"
"Ugh...no."
Su Wen opened his mouth, took a breath of wind, and responded vaguely.
But Su Muzhe, who was running for his life in a hurry, could not hear at all, or pretended not to hear what he was saying. Su Wen was also at the end of his strength, and soon fainted under the turbulence.
Su Muzhe headed west.
"Want to escape?"
Ying Tianchang was not in a hurry to chase the two of them. Instead, he concentrated on killing the surrounding puppets. If the puppets returned to Su Muzhe, the next encounter with Su Muzhe would not be as smooth as this time.
After all, he couldn't use this skill that transforms seven people into one continuously. He used to be able to use it once every three days, but after losing an arm, he could only use it once every five days. In other words, the next time he encountered Su Muzhe, he might not be able to use it continuously.
Can be used.
All twelve puppets were cut into pieces in less than two minutes and fell on the beach.
Ying Tianchang put away his skills, exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and asked: "Su Muzhe...where did he go?"
On the ghost island, with the ultimate help from the abyss, Su Muzhe couldn't escape at all. As he finished speaking, the image of Su Muzhe carrying Su Wen running all the way over the mountains and ridges appeared in his mind, looking a little embarrassed.
"Very good... just run slowly. When you stop, I will give you another surprise."
Ying Tianchang touched the broken arm and said loudly: "Very good, is there any way you can restore my broken arm to its original state...and what price do I need to pay?"