Chapter 1062: Fighting One Against Two

The Xiji puppet army had the advantage in numbers, but the Yuheng army had thick Yuan power to help, and they were fighting in such a narrow place as Wengcheng, so they didn't fall behind from the beginning. The two hundred elites brought by He He Lingchuan also joined the battle, further narrowing the gap in numbers between the two sides, and the scale of victory slowly shifted.

It wouldn't take long before the special terrain of Wengcheng became the reliance for the Xiji puppet army to grit their teeth and hold on.

It was He He Lingchuan's first time fighting Fu Fu Shanlie on the ground.

Although it was over a hundred and sixty years ago, this guy was clearly several levels higher than Fu Fu Shanyue. Fu Fu Shanlie had no prominent background, relying entirely on military merit to kill his way to the position of Great General; that momentum, divine ability, and combat technique were different from those of a second-generation ancestor.

That fierce and ruthless spirit that permeated his bones, and his insight and understanding of the battle situation, were not possessed by Fu Fu Shanyue.

The two fought dozens of rounds, and Fu Fu Shanlie became more and more frightened as he fought.

How could this kid look like a teenager under twenty? Although the Emperor's Flowing Plasma had descended frequently recently, living to his age, one often understood that cultivation didn't necessarily equal combat power.

Not to mention He He Lingchuan also had Yuan power! That dark red Yuan power had a direct bonus to his combat, and even Fu Fu Shanlie's ghostly figure would automatically slow down in He He Lingchuan's eyes.

Fu Fu Shanlie led the Xiji puppet army to fight, almost without any Yuan power, so the more he fought, the more he felt he had suffered a big loss—

If the sneak attack didn't succeed, he was the one who suffered.

Even if there was a gap between He He Lingchuan and him, it would be almost smoothed out by Yuan power.

What was going on with Panlongcheng's Yuan power? A Yuheng City Commander's Yuan power was so thick; Fu Fu Shanlie couldn't imagine how strong the Red General's Yuan power could be.

Panlongcheng was just a border wasteland city under Xiluo, and shouldn't possess such Yuan power at all!

There must be some mystery in this.

You know, Xiluo was so poor and weak that Between Beijia was too lazy to take it.

Just then, a buzzing sound rose behind He He Lingchuan, and the black beetle swarm came again.

It had harassed Liutiao earlier, causing her to be caught by Fu Fu Shanlie due to a moment of carelessness; now, it wanted to repeat the old trick.

The bug swarm landed on the ground, rapidly aggregating into a new monster.

When it stood still, its wings were folded in front of its chest, its head lowered, looking like a traveler wearing a cloak.

But once it tore off its disguise, it was like an aggregate of spiders and ants, its whole body flashing with dark gold luster, six claw tips like steel needles, two sickle-like forelimbs raised on the sides, usually not touching the ground, but when attacking, it would chisel forward rapidly, its movements not like a mantis, but like a pile driver.

When it sneak-attacked He He Lingchuan, it struck six times in one breath, and the ground was chiseled with six small pits. A Yuheng soldier on the side got in the way, and the strange bug waved its sickle to give him a heart-piercing blow, then threw the corpse toward He He Lingchuan.

This thing was unimaginably agile. Its cooperation with Fu Fu Shanlie, one advancing and one retreating, one fast and one slow, was actually very tacit.

He He Lingchuan had dealt with the spider demon sisters for a long time and left two extra eyes.

Sure enough, this thing would also spit acid at him unexpectedly.

He He Lingchuan dodged it, but the stone wall behind him was etched with several holes, hissing and emitting white steam.

Good guy, if this mouthful had sprayed on his face, he would really be a brother in misfortune with Dong Rui.

Now he didn't have the "no injury" privilege when entering and exiting the Panlong world, so he had to cherish his life when fighting.

But this strange bug was much braver than him.

He He Lingchuan's Floating Life Blade could cut through nothingness, but slashing at this strange bug was not as effective as usual.

The wounds caused by the Floating Life Blade weren't so easy to heal, but the strange bug didn't need to heal at all.

The wounds would turn into black beetle corpses and fall off, and then there would be new bug swarms to replenish.

This monster was always fighting and always new, having the confidence to consume the enemy to the end.

He He Lingchuan was encountering such an unreasonable opponent for the first time. As expected of the Northern Demon Country, it had all kinds of strange demon species.

But he slashed and injured this monster several times in succession, finding that the black beetles flying in from the sky to replenish were not many either.

Fortunately, there was an end.

But the key to defeating this thing was probably to find that main bug.

That is, the murderer who killed Zhao Linyang.

Meng Shan also followed He He Lingchuan to rush to the Nanchengmen.

He was exceptionally brave, first leading the team to push the Xiji puppet army back to Wengcheng, then turning back to see He He Lingchuan fighting two enemies alone, and shouting to help.

He He Lingchuan had to spare time to stop him: "Don't come, go and take the alarm bell for me!"

Take... the alarm bell? Meng Shan subconsciously looked up at the city corner.

There was also a bronze alarm bell on the tower of the Nanchengmen, with specifications and weight similar to the one at the East Gate.

Meng Shan had personally experienced how Wen Daolun used the alarm bell to repel the enemy, so he rushed toward the city wall without hesitation.

It happened that the Xiji puppet army retreated back to Wengcheng, also giving up the passage to the wall.

He rushed to the tower in three steps, exerted enough true power, and knocked it dang, dang, dang.

He also used Yuan power, but unlike Wen Daolun who drew blood talismans beforehand, the bell sound couldn't force the black beetles possessing commoners out.

Purely useless effort.

Seeing this greenhorn's actions, He He Lingchuan was also furious: "Cut the bell tenon and push it down!"

He told Meng Shan to "take" it, not to ring it.

"Oh." Meng Shan pulled out his axe and went to chop the wooden pillar hanging the bell.

Who knew this thing was outrageously hard; his opening axe was no longer an ordinary item, but he chopped it several times without cutting it off.

The strange bug raised its sickle feet and chiseled his back with a "du" sound; He He Lingchuan hurriedly jumped away, but his back armor was hooked by the barbs on the bug's claw tips.

Ding, ding, two sounds, he turned around and slashed open the sickle falling from the strange bug.

Good opportunity! Fu Fu Shanlie made a flying lunge, taking the back of his heart.

Black Tiger Steals the Heart!

If it hit, today's battle would be settled.

His claw tip just grabbed He He Lingchuan's heart, but the latter disappeared with a "pu," leaving only a cicada shell in place, drifting away with the wind.

Fu Fu Shanlie grabbed this cicada shell, squeezing a few words from his teeth: "Li Dai Tao Jiang!"

But he was not worried but happy in his heart; this kind of life-saving trick was used once and less once for the opponent in a short time.

Several Yuheng army soldiers rushed forward, but they were no match for these two monsters.

The battle between the three leaders made others dazzled and scalp-numbing, not knowing where to intervene.

He He Lingchuan emerged from the wall base and shouted at the top again: "Meng Shan!"

Not yet? He fought one against two, and both were such fierce opponents, which was really strenuous.

If it weren't for the huge difference in Yuan power between the two sides, He He Lingchuan wouldn't have been able to fight in one piece.

"Immediately, immediately!" The pillar couldn't be cut and he was urged by He He Lingchuan again, Meng Shan was anxious, simply raised his axe and chopped fiercely at the four corners of the bell tower, then stood in a horse stance and hit the bell tower with force.

Bang, the bell tower didn't move, but his own shoulder was hit painfully.

Damn it, who built this tower so solidly, why didn't they cut corners back then?

Thanks to Yuxian Qitian for the reward

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