Chapter 155 Challenge

Pan Hongsheng accidentally met a strong enemy and fell into a bitter battle. Zhang Bowen and Hua Yao ran into another ambush circle of the enemy in order to catch a "tongue".

Just as everyone was fighting against the Black Fire Sect, more than a dozen other divisions had heard the news! The black-robed people filled the whole street. These fanatics wore hoods one by one and slowly pressed towards the two...

The streets and shops along the way, it seems that every empty space is full! The dull and depressing black seems to replace all languages.

Zhang Bowen was injured in many places at this time, and the poison needle in the flower demon's hand had already bottomed out; at this time, he was surrounded by a strong enemy at the end of the road!

"Old rules, I'll hold them back when you go back!" Zhang Bowen gritted his teeth and wanted to move forward, but he was almost knocked down by the flower demon: it turned out that he had no strength for a long time, but he barely supported it and did not fall down.

"Serve it!" The flower demon shouted, "You are going to die!" Stupid! In this way, if you can't save me at all, I will match my life for nothing!"

Zhang Bowen still wanted to insist, but he was surrounded by several fanatics who rushed up from behind, and the two were scattered by a large group of enemies.

The flower demon contained most of the enemies. Seeing that Zhang Bowen finally came out of the siege, she smiled sadly at the corners of her mouth: It seems that she has to fight today!

But the black enemy in front of her is like a wave. Although she is flexible, she is surrounded by a number of horrible enemies in a few minutes and can't move!

What does it feel like to be enemies in all directions?

In ancient times, many generals had the experience of being surrounded by the enemy, but few people wrote a book about this experience.

A Ming Dynasty general named Li Rusong was besieged by the Japanese army on the battlefield of the North Korean Blueshoe Hall. It is said that he was surrounded by more than 100,000 people in that year, 3,000 elite cavalry. Later, the writing record used four words to describe the situation at that time: "the surrounding several layers"

At a glance, the borderless enemy, a black robe and a hood. This kind of dress is still abrupt even in the area where ethnic minorities gather. In an instant, the whole street is a black sea. At a glance, it is very visually shocking, not to mention being besieged?

The flower demon has been strictly trained, and her endurance is several times stronger than that of ordinary people. She only saw her dodging and rolling back and forth in the waves of blades, and the dagger of the short sword almost blocked every space around her!

An action dodge was not timely, and a blood stain was scratched on the back of the flower demon! The white shirt in the red women's professional coat was immediately dyed red, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

The flower demon in red in the black wave is particularly conspicuous. The nearby residents are so scared that they hide in their homes. They dare to watch the bustle in front of the curtains, and the timid ones dare not even look at it!

A small pile of corpses was gradually piled up beside the flower demon. These corpses piled higher and higher, almost burying her whole body. At her feet stood a hill composed of corpses.

She was out of breath and began to show fatigue, but at this time, the believers at the bottom of the hill seemed to be timid, because the action of the flower demon was quite vicious, and she was almost injured. She didn't know when she picked up two daggers, stabbed the key every time she attacked, and someone fell down and could never get up again. .

The flower demon has no choice but to do this, because there are too many people on the other side. In case someone gives himself a guy below, it's completely over. So she showed no mercy and tried her best to kill!

It's a pity that there is no poison needle...

The flower demon stood on the "mountain" made of corpses, and her legs were a little weak. She had never tried to fight for so long, and her eyes were a little double-looking...

At this moment, a fast and tall man suddenly rushed out of the pawn. Without waiting for her to react, he hit her in the back of the head!

The flower demon immediately fell down softly and was captured by the tall man.

The man was about to kill him, but he only heard someone shouting in the crowd: "Wait, it may be useful to keep him!"

The tall man was stunned, and then put the flower demon on his shoulder and turned around and walked away.

Zhang Bowen tried several times in the periphery, but he couldn't rush in. He watched the flower demon's liver and gallbladder cracked. I don't know where the red light came from again!

The characteristic of red qi on his body is that it must break out according to the tyrannical rage in his body. Seeing the flower demon being captured in order to cover himself, Zhang Bowen felt that he had been humiliated!

"Mom! The man would rather die before and after the battle!" He gritted his teeth and supported his body to kill back with his anger, but at this time, the believers had begun to disperse. Although he killed countless times, it was still useless.

Zhang Bowen, who was bare-handed, looked at the retreating enemy and had nothing to do, and his legs were filled with lead and could no longer move!

"Ah--" Zhang Bowen was like an injured wolf, and his voice made the nearby glass windows tremble!

A believer running at the end was so scared that he almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhang Bowen had no strength to catch up with them at this time.

Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared next to him, and Zhang Bowen raised his head dullly. It was Pan Hongsheng!

At this time, Pan Hongsheng's clothes were torn, and his face was also scratched, but his expression was still so quiet: "The flower demon was captured?"

"Brother Sheng, I..." At this time, Zhang Bowen realized that he was small, and how complacent and arrogant he was when he cultivated his red spirit! But now...

"Stand up!" The muscles on Pan Hongsheng's cheek trembled gently, but then returned to a marble-like appearance. Her voice was very low but extremely clear: "If it's a man, don't be afraid to kneel. Kneel down and get up again. The game is not over yet!"

Zhang Bowen stood up in a daze. At this time, his muscles were trembling. Each muscle was so tired that he begged for a rest, but his faith supported him to insist on standing.

"They went in the direction of the temple. It seems that there is the base camp. They catch the flower demon but don't kill it. It seems that they are waiting for us to go there!" Pan Hongsheng's ten fingers were dripping blood. The battle with the masked woman just now made him suffer a lot of losses. Fortunately, he still carried it over.

After all, he is in a state of half-step perfection, forcing the other party away with a slight advantage.

It seems that he greatly underestimated the strength of the other party, but he was a little happy and excited after entering this battle.

As the saying goes, he is not afraid of too much ability, but he is afraid of exposure. As soon as the enemy came up, he showed his bottom card, which made his previous feeling of uncertainty begin to decrease little by little, and he regain peace in the depths of his heart...

There was no one along the way. Shops, supermarkets, stalls, restaurants, were all empty...

The people of the whole city seem to have evaporated from the world, and a strange horror enveloped everything...

"You wait here, don't let any living escape!" Pan Hongsheng looked solemnly at Zhang Bowen before entering the temple: "Can you still hold on?"