Chapter 1862

He was missing his right foot and had difficulty moving, yet He chose to fight on the city wall rather than on the flatter ground, also because the terrain here was narrow, making it difficult for the three to surround Him.

Miaozhantian had just exchanged two moves with He He Lingchuan and discovered that this guy's soul power far exceeded that of an ordinary cultivator, almost catching up to an immortal, so the possibility of killing him in two or three moves was already zero, and furthermore, Xiao Wencheng and the Blood Demon on the side were no pushovers!

Therefore, the best method was to use the terrain of the city wall to buy time to recover from His injuries.

His soul power was not what it used to be, and now it was recovering particularly slowly. Every step He took, with the stump of His right leg pressing into the ground, was agonizingly painful! Blood was also smeared all over the ground.

Fighting with such injuries would also cause His soul power to continuously decline, just as bleeding from a wound would deplete physical strength.

But Miaozhantian took a deep breath, trying His best to block out the pain and remain focused. Although there were three opponents, He still had a possibility of winning.

He had also researched Xiao Wencheng as a person before entering the Inverted Sea; as long as He He Lingchuan died, the probability of this Sect Master Xiao surrendering would suddenly increase, and He could then persuade him to surrender again.

Therefore, the focus of the conflict remained on He He Lingchuan.

Just now, while fighting Miaozhantian, he had indeed suffered internal injuries, yet he had no true qi to heal them—

This was a specialty of the Julao Tree Casket.

It was also a flash of inspiration that led him to pick some white flowers to bring inside.

The battle occurring in this narrow passageway was a case of "when two narrow roads meet, the brave one wins," and both sides were using every ounce of their ability.

Originally, his internal organs felt like they were burning, which was extremely uncomfortable, but this icy coolness made him feel much better.

These were the two main points of Miaozhantian's battle.

He jumped down in seven steps, and sure enough, it was another gate hole.

Without needing to confer, the two of them engaged Miaozhantian in battle.

Neither of them had any, otherwise Miaozhantian's injuries would have healed long ago.

This entire outer wall was empty and flat; who could see what the layout was inside? Xiao Wencheng was stunned, but He He Lingchuan had already said:

The passageway between the second walls was more complex; if Miaozhantian slipped past, it would be even harder for the three of them to catch Him.

All along, he had studied Daoist techniques and supernatural powers, usually using spells and magic treasures to hurt people; who would have expected that one day he would have to engage in close-quarters combat with a Great Heavenly Demon? Miaozhantian, however, was truly a genius proficient in both techniques and martial arts; even in such a narrow space, His blade work remained coherent and His angles tricky. Furthermore, although He could not use divine power, His martial arts were high-level, using deflection, sticking, stalling, and dragging; although Xiao Wencheng's sword strikes were fierce, they were repeatedly deflected by Him, or else several strikes would feel like stabbing into cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The timing was just right; if they had been one step later, Miaozhantian would have been able to rush into the second wall from the corner.

The passageway of the city wall could also accommodate three people walking abreast, and every section had storage rooms, also called 'dun cang', which could store supplies and provide rest for soldiers; it was also an alleyway that was easy to defend and hard to attack.

At this moment, it could be seen that Xiao Wencheng's strength was indeed stronger than He He Lingchuan's; he didn't need to think of ways to deflect force like He He Lingchuan and could withstand the exhausted Miaozhantian head-on, but Xiao Wencheng's martial arts were relatively conventional and not outstanding compared to Miaozhantian and He He Lingchuan.

He He Lingchuan understood as soon as he saw the gate hole on the wall; the Great Expansion Heavenly Pearl had completely replicated Panlongcheng, so the passageway inside the wall should also be exactly the same as the Panlongcheng in real history! He had climbed this section of the wall at least eighty times, if not a hundred; he was so familiar with it that he could walk it with his eyes closed.

Seeing Miaozhantian rush into the city wall, Xiao Wencheng, who had just arrived, was about to pursue, but He He Lingchuan pointed ten zhang away from the city wall: "Don't rush, let's walk along the top of the wall and go there to block Him."

After running six or seven zhang, Xiao Wencheng indeed saw a flight of stairs going down.

He had obtained this trophy from the Ghost King's underground palace; at the time, the original body of the "Ghost King" was hidden inside, and He He Lingchuan used the Julao Tree to replace the Human-Faced Peach, resulting in changes to both the flowers and fruits produced. The Julao Treasure Casket could still absorb the souls of living beings as fertilizer, and the small white flowers it bloomed could heal soul injuries. Before today, He He Lingchuan had never felt that the Julao white flowers could be of great use, after all, he didn't have many opportunities to suffer soul injuries, and usually, he only occasionally used them to refresh his mind. But now that he tasted one, the thing melted in his mouth and had the sweet taste of fragrant honey, like sipping an ice cream, giving him a jolt from his body to his brain.

So the two of them vaulted onto the top of the wall and strode toward that place. Running on the city wall was flatter and smoother than in the passageway, and unlike Miaozhantian, they were not disabled, so their movements were more natural.

The Great Heavenly Demon's movement speed exceeded He He Lingchuan's estimation; it was clear that His soul power was still not weak.

The Blood Demon, on the other hand, slipped into the gate hole and chased after Miaozhantian to prevent Him from suddenly turning back and fleeing.

Good, good, good, as long as it's effective. He He Lingchuan was overjoyed!

As expected of one of the top three Great Heavenly Demons of the Lingxu True Gods, there were almost no weaknesses.

The high wall of the South Gate of Panlongcheng was not simple; there were three walls inside and out, and passageways inside the walls, one connected to two, two connected to three, up and down like a multi-layered three-dimensional maze.

So he took a small white flower from his bosom and quietly ate it.

He He Lingchuan used his strength with great skill and stood beside Xiao Wencheng, letting him take the strongest attacks, so he rarely fought Miaozhantian head-on, and would even use the method of rocking his blade to deflect the force.

As soon as Xiao Wencheng jumped in, cold light flashed before his eyes, and Miaozhantian's blade slashed right at his nose.

He He Lingchuan, however, secretly swallowed the blood that surged up.

"Trust me."

Miaozhantian was deflected by him twice and couldn't help but say: "Is Lady Mitian not dead?"

Xiao Wencheng shouted urgently: "Hurry and fight, Miaozhantian is recovering!"

They couldn't afford to wait any longer. This demon was so hard to fight even with a severed arm and foot; if they waited for Him to recover, would they still be able to leave the lonely city of Panlong alive? No, by then, the lonely city of Panlong might have already collapsed! Fortunately, he still had allies by his side.

However, He He Lingchuan did not intend to endure silently, after all, he also knew that his two temporary allies were not very reliable.

Xiao Wencheng also noticed that Miaozhantian's left arm had originally been severed at the shoulder, but now it had grown back by a fist's width, and the stump of the right leg was no longer bleeding and had also grown by about an inch. This made His movements a bit more agile than before.

Recover Himself as quickly as possible.

Find an opportunity to kill He He Lingchuan.

It is not easy to accelerate healing in this lonely city of Panlong; Miaozhantian exhausted every means, and in the end, even ate His own twin sister.

The reason he instructed Xiao Wencheng to block Him ten zhang away was because there was a path on the top of the wall to go down, and that place was the entrance from the third wall to the second wall.

"Why do you say that?" He He Lingchuan took a moment to look behind Him; the Blood Demon had just appeared.

This guy was too slow.

Miaozhantian did not speak. He He Lingchuan's occasional moves were truly very similar to Lady Mitian's!

This rocking blade was one of them.

Seeing Him slightly distracted, He He Lingchuan immediately feigned two flaws to lure Miaozhantian into attacking; when the opponent's blade arrived, he trapped it in the corner of the city wall, nearly making it impossible to pull out.

Inside this lonely city of Panlong, other buildings were easily destroyed because they were already ruins, but only these city walls were unreasonably hard from outside to inside.