Ye Wu gritted his teeth and tried his best to activate the Jumang drum just before the spiritual bullet arrived.
He couldn't retreat because Long You was behind him.
Ye Wu watched helplessly as the spiritual bullet landed on Jumanggu's defense.
boom--
It was difficult for him to control his body and stand still.
Ye Wu gritted his teeth and stepped hard into the ground with one foot, forcing himself to stay there.
The spiritual energy shock beat the Jumang drum again and again, and the spiritual energy in his body was quickly exhausted.
But the spiritual impact is not over yet.
Ye Wu didn't know how long he had been holding on, but he felt like a fallen leaf in the wind and waves, rising and falling, and his dantian was already aching as the spiritual energy was forcibly extracted.
There seemed to be no sound in my ears, the surroundings were blank, and time seemed to be stretched out.
When the voice came back to his ears, Ye Wu's face was already pale, blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and he was on the verge of collapse.
The ankles of his two feet were shattered, and he was kneeling on the ground, unable to support his body.
Longyou is not much better.
Even though Ye Wu blocked a lot of force from him, he was still hit in the back.
He forcefully swallowed the smell of blood in his throat, blood dripped from his back, and the white bones of his left shoulder blade were exposed.
With trembling hands, he continued to decipher the formation without daring to waste a moment.
Miao Haocang had already moved behind the puppet. His left shoulder was completely collapsed and he had no time to recover.
Holding the sword in his right hand, spiritual power poured out unreservedly toward the joints on the puppet's legs.
The puppet was about to move forward, but the leg joints became obviously much stiffer.
But its head slowly turned around and faced Miao Haocang.
Miao Haocang was shocked and felt bad.
In the center of the puppet's forehead, a spiritual bullet has been quickly charged up.
Ye Wu threw a bottle of elixir into his mouth, put on the Qingluan Sword, slapped the ground with both arms, lifted his body up, held the sword, without injecting spiritual power, and took advantage of the puppet to attack Miao Haocang's body.
He opened the door and brought the sword to its chest.
Regardless of whether it was the core or not, the core of the puppet they saw all the way was between the eyebrows, but this big guy was made of metal.
The only special thing is the center where the dark golden lines all over the body converge.
The Qingluan Sword pierced the moon-branched flower, and the blade of the sword sank a small section, making it difficult to move.
The next moment, the dark golden lines lit up, and the moon branch flower closed quickly. Ye Wu opened his eyes wide, feeling that a powerful force was brewing.
He subconsciously wanted to draw his sword and leave, but he was still a step too late.
The Moon Branch Flower bloomed again, a dark golden shadow emerged, and a powerful force flew Ye Wu away.
Ye Wu's body was like a thrown away rag doll in mid-air, unable to move at all. He vomited blood in large mouthfuls.
This is because the soft armor on his body is already helping to offset the force.
But Ye Wu had long known that soft armor was a good thing, but he didn't have the strength to activate it.
Ultimately, it's still too weak.
After crossing Long You in the center, Ye Wu fell directly onto the opposite wall, causing a crack in the wall.
I don't know how many bones were broken in his body.
Ye Wu slipped to the ground and moved his fingertips with difficulty, but completely lost his ability to fight.
He could only focus on Long You, his eyes full of hope.
Long You was extremely anxious, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably due to the injury, so that he had to pause for a moment to ensure that no mistakes were made when he started.
Hurry up, hurry up...
Miao Haocang stood deep behind him. His body was hit twice and he was seriously injured.
But he was the only one left who could fight.
The puppet turned its head.
The golden lines on its body are still shining brightly.
It looked like it was irritated, making its aura stronger.
The puppet rushed forward again with heavy steps.
Miao Haocang raised his hand expressionlessly, and poured out his sword intent, blocking the puppet and leaving small scars on its body.
But this scar is of no use. Only the obstruction of strength can delay it.
"I can only hold on for less than half a cup of tea." Miao Haocang's voice sounded like a broken bellows.
Long You didn't reply. He stared at the formation disk in front of him with his eyes. The lines of the formation disk were reflected in his pupils. His eyeballs were bloodshot and his teeth were filled with the smell of blood.
"Tianxu, Tianxuan..."
He continued to unravel one pattern after another.
His spiritual power was also exhausted.
But none of them had a choice.
Long You never knew that time passed so quickly!
"Inflame the top, moisten the bottom..."
Hurry up, hurry up! Move faster!
"Ah ah ah! Universe, sun and moon!"
Long You yelled anxiously.
All the lines on the array plate lit up at the same time, and a shadow of a moon branch slowly emerged and bloomed.
Behind him, Miao Haocang groaned and knelt on the ground on one knee, the hand holding the sword trembling.
The puppet aimed at Long You, and the spiritual bullet on his chest gained momentum again.
"Can you please hurry up!" Long You wished he could take his place and become this moon flower!
The moon branch flower was blooming, and at the moment when it bloomed to its peak, Long You felt an eerie sense of crisis.
He knew that the attack from the big puppet behind him was coming.
"Hurry up, I beg you!!! Hurry up!"
Long You whined in despair.
Miao Haocang stood up unsteadily, and Ye Wu tried his best to open his eyes and look here.
The moon-branched flower finally withered under their gaze in an instant.
At the moment when the moon branch flower withered, the puppet's spiritual energy bullets collapsed instantly.
The next second, its body fell apart inch by inch, falling to the ground with a ping-pong-pong-pong.
All the puppets around him also fell down, and their spears and armor fell to the ground.
No matter it was Ye Wu, Miao Haocang or Long You, they all breathed a sigh of relief instantly.
Miao Haocang sat on the ground, took out the elixir, and adjusted his breathing.
Long You cried and laughed and sat on the ground.
Ye Wu was finally able to relax and began to adjust his breath with difficulty.
There was a rare silence in the main hall, and the three of them were working hard to recover.
I don't know how much time passed, but Ye Wu's body suddenly trembled.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
Because of the excessive consumption just now, his inner body continued to be nourished by spiritual power, otherwise his Dantian might burst, and the body's instinct was to absorb a large amount of spiritual power.
This made his injury instantly healed, but a serious problem also arose.
"It's over!" He looked at the two people opposite him anxiously.
"I can't hold it in any longer! I'm going to break through!"
Miao Haocang and Long You opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Ye Wu in surprise.
"Breakthrough? This time?"
Just after the war ended, Ye Wu was injured again and looked miserable. How come he was about to break through in the blink of an eye?