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The battlefield, which was originally quite anxious and fierce, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

No one could have imagined that the first to break the deadlock would be an eighth-rank martial artist, and within a few breaths, he would kill two people directly.

The freeing up of such a strong ninth-rank combat power meant that the balance of victory began to tilt sharply.

The next moment, the four eighth-rank warriors immediately freed their hands and surrounded Su Bei, not seeking to kill, but only trapping.

Now that they have no way out, they can only entangle Su Bei and wait for the victory in the other two ninth-rank battlefields.

The speed of the eighth-rank warriors is already extremely fast. This time, apart from Yaozhucheng Qingcheng, more than half of the pick-up warriors from the other Yaozhiwangchengs also came.

There are many battlefields, but the eighth rank is the most dangerous.

In the battle of Donglin Catacombs, there were originally six strong golden men who entered, but Ling Lao was seriously injured and retreated, leaving only five.

As for the four cities of Catacombs joining forces, there are a total of eleven eighth-rank warriors, more than double the number.

Seeing that the eighth-rank battlefield was about to collapse, the four of them besieged Subei at this time, which gave these human gold-bodied strong men a big sigh of relief.

Su Bei glanced at the four eighth-ranks, his brows slightly frowned.

I wanted to get away quickly, but I didn't expect these guys to get in the way.

If he was in full power, he would not be afraid. No matter how strong an eighth-rank martial artist is, he can solve it with just one strike. If not, another strike will do.

But just now, killing two Ninth Ranks forcefully, the consumption of energy, blood and mental power is still second. Once Xiao Li's flying knife is released, the consumption of mental power is naturally huge.

The four people in front of them are also too stable, only defending but not attacking, but they have not revealed any flaws.

"Haha, boy Su, I let you take the lead again!"

In the distance, Kong Lingyuan suddenly laughed loudly, and with a punch, he pierced through a ninth-rank martial artist directly. He squeezed his right hand and burst his heart.

With another punch, the head of the person on the opposite side exploded like a watermelon.

Ninth-rank warriors are powerful, but their hearts and skulls exploded, representing a double blow to their bodies and spirits.

If you don't reach the peak, once your spiritual power leaves your body, it will be nothing but duckweed without roots. Kong Lingyuan doesn't even need to touch it, and the blood of more than [-] calories will be shocked, and the blood will directly smash all the remaining thoughts.

On one side, on the other side, the ninth grade had just struggled out of the barrier set by Kong Lingyuan, so it could only be forced to accept this fact.

Kong Lingyuan only trapped him for three breaths, but within three breaths another one named Jiupin City Master Bai Bai fell directly.

Kong Lingyuan's body was already covered in blood at this time, and the elegance of the past was no longer there. He turned his head to look at the man, showing a cruel smile.

"The next one is you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and the magic soldier who had trapped the ninth rank was summoned back directly.

Seeing the incompleteness on the folding fan, Kong Lingyuan also sighed regretfully.

The eighth-rank Divine Weapon is still a lot lower than his level, and he was severely injured in just three breaths. It seems that after this battle, he has to refine it again.

The corpse of the Ninth Grade Yaozhi was placed in the storage space in North Jiangsu, and the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon was about to be available, so let him bloom his final glory.

A little reluctance flashed in Kong Lingyuan's eyes, but it turned into firmness in a blink of an eye, and he shot out the folding fan in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he was at the side of the opposite person.

"burst!"

Kong Lingyuan's mental power moved slightly, and the next moment, the magic weapon that had accompanied him for 30 years exploded directly.

After all, he has been with him for 30 years. He originally wanted to integrate the brain core of the ninth-rank Yaozhi into the eighth-rank magical weapon in his hand, and raise its level to the ninth-rank.

But at this moment, the battle situation was tense, and he couldn't care less about anything else.

A 20-year-old junior has already double-killed. If he doesn't hurry up, these decades will be wasted.

The self-destruction of an eighth-rank divine weapon, even for a ninth-rank warrior, will be affected a lot at this time.

It doesn't need to cause much damage to it, as long as it can slightly block the opponent's moment, it is enough.

But just a moment of stagnation is the gap between life and death.

Kong Lingyuan came directly in front of the opponent, hissing his hands directly, a large amount of blood wrapped his hands, and directly tore the ninth-rank warrior in half.

Followed by a punch and a kick, another ninth rank fell.

Ninth-rank Yaozhi let out an unwilling roar, and a high-ranking warrior below was also terrified.

They were defeated. They could send four eighth-rank warriors to hold back Su Bei, but they couldn't rule out four more.

The reanimated warriors are all too monstrous.

And when Kong Lingyuan double-killed, Su Bei also beheaded an eighth-rank warrior at this moment.

There were wounds all over his body, but none of them was fatal.

Although there are many eighth-rank warriors, their strength is far from his. In just three to five minutes, they have carried the opponent's offensive and forcibly killed them one by one.

"Old Fan, you don't have to fight like this, just leave it to me!"

Kong Lingyuan has gone to the eighth-rank battlefield, and Kong Lingyuan's state is not good in the successive battles, but the gap between the ninth-rank peak and the eighth-rank warrior cannot be made up at all.

With him around, it would be difficult for a high-grade warrior in the Catacombs to escape.

At this time, Su Bei turned his attention to Fan Lao, and after fighting for his life, Fan Lao turned into a bloody man.

But the condition of the Ninth Grade Demon Bamboo on the opposite side was also not good, its branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground, and the entire trunk was almost cut off in the middle.

In terms of real realm and strength, Ninth Rank Yaozhi was actually even better, but when Fan Lao was playing with his life, the other party was still scared.

He is just a monster plant, and his wisdom is much worse than that of a ninth-rank monster.

The instinctive desire for life makes him afraid of death, and when facing a desperate Fan Lao, he shrinks back and evades everywhere.

It's just that the large amount of life essence stored in the body is constantly repairing the injuries in his body, and the trauma continues, but the actual strength has not been damaged much.

This is also the cheating of the Ninth Grade Yaozhi, unless he is directly beheaded with strong strength, otherwise, relying on the indestructible substance stored by himself, it is almost impossible to fight a war of attrition with the opponent.

Almost every one of the ninth-rank guardian demon plants in the royal city in the Catacombs has hundreds of catties of life essence stored in them.

In today's world, even big households like Su Bei and Fang Ping can't compare to Ninth Grade Yaozhi in terms of life essence reserves in the storage space.

But now, seeing the continuous consumption of this monster bamboo, Su Bei became even more impatient.

This is the essence of his life.

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