The Martial Saint strode towards him, Long Chen took a deep breath and rushed forward to meet the Martial Saint.
"How dare you come!"
Wu Sheng was furious and kicked the ground, causing a burst of dust to fly up. Long Chen immediately stepped back to prevent the dust from falling on his face.
"The mighty Martial Saint is so mean."
Long Chen laughed and mocked, retreated, and the sand fell to the ground.
Wu Sheng wanted to kick up a burst of sand to obscure Long Chen's sight, and then take the opportunity to attack.
Such small moves have always been Long Chen's standard, and today Wu Sheng actually played such a game.
"court death!"
Wu Sheng was furious and rushed to Long Chen. His sleeves were torn and his two arms were naked and looked like two gold irons.
The fists were waved, and the two arms danced out afterimages, very fast.
Long Chen couldn't fight with his bare hands. The Martial Saint came down with a burst of fists. Long Chen received two more punches and was beaten until his chest felt tight.
Roar!
Long Chen roared angrily, and his energy and blood spurted out together. Wu Sheng got very close and was sprayed with blood on his face.
"Lion's roar! Shi Potian's secret skill! Nothing more than that!"
Wu Sheng was a little uncomfortable by the shock, but that was all.
Back then, when Shi Potian had cultivated the Mad Lion Art to the highest level, the Martial Saint was not afraid, let alone Long Chen.
Long Chen also unleashed his true fire. Regardless of his physical injuries, he rushed forward and engaged the Martial Saint in a flurry of bastard punches, hitting him right in front of him.
Wu Sheng did not expect that Long Chen would be like this. He was caught off guard and took a few steps back.
After stabilizing his position, Wu Sheng discovered that Long Chen's boxing technique was full of flaws. After easily dodging a punch, Wu Sheng kicked him again. Long Chen flew up and landed heavily on the ground.
"Your boxing skills are so bad!"
Wu Sheng tsked and taunted. He had now firmly suppressed Long Chen and was fighting with his bare hands. No one was his opponent at all.
Long Chen vomited blood again, and the empress at the gate couldn't sit still, and kept looking at Yu Wenkai.
If Yu Wenkai hadn't stopped him, the Empress would have killed her and left the Pass.
Di Luoxi said anxiously: "Queen Mother, Long Chen can't stand it anymore!"
The empress looked at Yu Wenkai again, but Yu Wenkai still didn't move and had no intention of going down to help.
"Old General, what are you waiting for!"
Emperor Lingyi was so anxious that Yu Wenkai looked solemn and watched Long Chen slowly get up and pick up a short stick on the ground.
"Your fist is nothing more than that!"
Long Chen held the short stick, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked forward.
Watching Long Chen step forward again, Guitai laughed loudly and said, "You're quite brave, you're not afraid of death!"
Qin Hao said coldly: "In a fight with a trapped beast, my lord can beat him to death."
The priest demon spirit was in a good mood. The little thief Long Chen could finally be killed by the Martial Saint.
The ghost girl's expression was as usual, without any excitement.
The Martial Saint is a hero who is rampant in the world. He just kills a junior. It is a matter of course and not worth getting excited about.
Long Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, rubbed the short stick in his hand, and swung it towards Wu Sheng.
Not knowing whether Long Chen was exhausted or was too seriously injured, the speed of swinging the stick was too slow. Wu Sheng pinched Long Chen's wrist with his left hand, grabbed the stick with his right hand, raised his foot and kicked Long Chen away again.
"oh..."
The ghost fetus looked at Long Chen who was flying again, turned around and laughed loudly at the ghost girl: "Mother, the little thief is like a lost dog."
The ghost girl smiled, feeling a little bored.
The legendary genius Martial King looked so mediocre and incompetent in front of the Martial Saint.
At the pass, Di Luoxi and Di Lingyi finally broke out. The two of them flew down the pass with their big spears and rushed towards Long Chen who fell to the ground.
"Oh? Two more?"
Wu Sheng held a short stick half a meter long in his hand and looked at Di Luoxi and Di Lingyi flying down with a playful look on his face.
In Wu Sheng's opinion, these two little girls came down to die.
Long Chen was more than twenty meters away from Wu Sheng. He got up from the ground, with a cunning smile on Long Chen's face.
boom!
The short stick in Wu Sheng's hand suddenly exploded, and countless demon-suppressing stone particles and sacred wood bullets exploded. Wu Sheng's right palm was blown to pieces in an instant. The shock wave was too strong, and his face and chest were bloody and bloody, and his animal skin clothes were gone.
, Wu Sheng's eyeball was shot through, and the bullet almost penetrated his brain.
"ah!"
The Martial Saint became blind, and the pain caused him to scream like a beast. The giant god condensed again, and the Martial Saint was wrapped in the middle.
Severe pain tortured the Martial Saint, and the giant god's tall body curled up and roared like a wounded giant.
Wu Sheng took Di Luoxi and Di Lingyi and flew to Yanmen Pass.
Long Chen did not take the opportunity to attack because an injured wolf was even more terrifying.
At this time, the Martial Saint can fight without mercy, but Long Chen must stay away from him.
The ghost fetus who was still laughing a second ago froze instantly. Qin Hao didn't know what happened. The ghost girl was stunned...
All the soldiers of the ghost tribe were stunned, they didn't know what happened.
Just now Wu Sheng suppressed Long Chen steadily, why did Wu Sheng suddenly become like this?
"No, my father has fallen into a trap!"
The ghost fetus yelled at the ghost girl, and the ghost girl reacted and immediately flew over and shouted to the martial saint: "Husband, what's wrong with you? Calm down!"
Wu Sheng was blinded in one eye and his eardrum was also blown out, so the ghost girl's voice could not be heard clearly.
The giant god suddenly stood up and waved his arms wildly. The ghost girl was afraid of being hit, so she had to stay away from him.
"Husband, calm down!"
The ghost girl shouted to the giant god.
The ghost clan soldiers were shocked, Wu Sheng must have been seriously injured by Long Chen.
When Wu Sheng went crazy, Long Chen had already returned to the pass.
Yu Wenkai said with great joy: "I knew you were holding it back! How did you do it?"
Long Chen secretly said with joy: "After receiving so many punches, I finally deceived Wu Sheng and made him suffer a big loss!"
The Empress, Di Luoxi, Emperor Lingyi and the other soldiers did not understand what was going on.
"How did you do it? What did you do?"
the empress asked in surprise.
Long Chen smiled and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Wu Sheng is injured. We must not miss this opportunity and take the initiative to attack!"
After saying that, Long Chen flew up to the city tower, waved the command flag, and the thunder and fire legions and crossbowmen on both sides immediately fired crossbows and artillery.
The extended positions on both sides are only more than 500 meters away from the ghost army. With the height of the terrain and the strength of the crossbows, they can completely reach the ghost army.
Artillery and crossbows were fired one after another, and catapults threw kerosene bombs far away.
The main general Wu Sheng screamed and was injured, and the morale of the ghost army was turbulent. The fear of the explosion just now came again. When the shells, giant arrows, and kerosene bombs fell, the formation of the ghost soldiers was chaotic at first. The discipline of the dead soldiers was relatively strict, and they could not stand still.
Move and let the kerosene bombs fall.
"Little thief, kill you!"
Wu Sheng covered his right eye with his left hand. The skin and flesh on his face were blown away, revealing the dense white bones. He looked no different from a demon or a ghost.
The giant god strode forward with heavy steps towards Yanmen Pass.
Wu Sheng's current situation is very bad. If he rushes to Yanmen Pass like this, he will probably be killed by Long Chen.
The ghost girl made a sharp whistle, and Wu Sheng finally heard the ghost girl's voice. He slowly put down his left hand and looked at the ghost girl with his left eye.
"calm down!"
The ghost girl yelled at the martial saint.
The anger in Wu Sheng's heart could not be suppressed, and the ghost girl's persuasion made him even more angry.
"Step aside!"
The Martial Saint ignored it, and the giant god continued to rush towards Yanmen Pass.
"he came!"
The Empress was a little excited, and the Martial Saint rushed over with a serious injury, and they happened to besiege her together.
