Chapter 305 Three against One

"Are there any strong human beings?"

Xieduo didn't expect it, so he hurriedly accepted the challenge and fought with Quan Sheng empty-handed.

The sword wound Xie Duo suffered contained Shangguan Jin's will, and he was unable to activate his soul attack. In addition, the injury was very serious, and his combat power was greatly reduced. He was actually beaten by Sheng Sheng's spear and was at a disadvantage.

Ma Jia and Niu Ding also ran over with Quan Sheng, intercepted the three demon guards, and instantly became one with them.

"The sword points to the mountain!"

Lu Chen was surrounded by fire dragons, with his fighting body fully open, a knife in one hand and a finger in the other.

As soon as he pointed out, the space shattered, and the monstrous finger force hit An Tong directly.

Since Zhan Tian can’t kill An Tong, then don’t waste the Spiritual God Yuan Liquid and Spiritual Qi Pills, especially since there is really not much Spiritual God Yuan Liquid left. After drinking it all, you don’t know where to replenish it?

Although the third finger of Yanyang is not as good as the second sword of Zhantian, it is more powerful than the first sword, and it does not consume so much. It can be used with multiple fingers in a row without any problem. Lu Chen will naturally use it to attack.

It is unrealistic to expect An Tong to be killed, but if An Tong is hit, it is still possible to injure An Tong.

Moreover, it's not like Lu Chen is challenging An Tong alone, but also Shangguan Jin.

After Shangguan Jin got the treasure, his sword power became much more powerful, and he was more or less a threat to An Tong. If two against one, they might be able to make a draw.

Shangguan Jin also understood it in his mind. The moment Lu Chen pointed out, he also slashed at An Tong with his sword, playing with Lu Chen and attacking from both sides.

"With your little strength, you are no match for me if we attack together."

An Tong saw that Lu Chen's finger power was too weak and was not as sharp as the previous sword. He couldn't help but sneered, and with a casual wave of his hand, Lu Chen's finger power collapsed, then he slapped a palm, and then slapped Shangguan Jin's sword light. Broken, one against two, with ease.

What Antong didn't expect was that a round ball suddenly appeared and rushed toward him silently, catching him off guard.

boom!

Antong quickly slapped his palm on the ball, knocking it away.

But he didn't expect that the ball took away most of his strength. Instead of flying a hundred or dozens of feet as he imagined, it shook several feet away, and the ball split into two large pots hidden inside. The fat guy also showed up.

"Heaven-shading attack!"

The fat dragon picked up two pots and slapped An Tong, one pot after another, so tightly that it seemed as if the God of Pots had descended and was extremely brave.

An Tong never thought that there would be such a weird person in the world, using such weird weapons and using such weird combat skills, forcing him to have only the power of posture and no ability to fight back.

The fat dragon swatted pot after pot, but An Tong could only swat it out with one palm. He slapped the pots together and made a series of shocking loud noises, like the sound of thunder, which shook the entire demon cave, even if it was thousands of miles away. Fangcheng, also heard the sound of thunder.

Within the Demon City, countless demons were shocked and had no idea what was happening outside the city.

On the other side of Fangcheng, countless Xuantian disciples frowned. What happened in the Demon Cave?

However, An Tong's mind at this moment was filled with four big words: What a mess!

He didn't know what Fei Long's two cauldrons were made of. Combined with a high-level combat skill, they could withstand an attack of up to 7 billion kilograms. The defense was so powerful that for a moment, he didn't know what to do. break?

What's even more damning is that it's just that his palm power can't blow up the big pot, but it's unbelievable that it can't kill the fat guy carrying the pot.

Lu Chen and Shangguan Jin were not idle either. They took advantage of the fat dragon to attract An Tong's attention and quickly attacked An Tong. Their finger power and sword light kept falling on An Tong, beating An Tong with wounds all over his body.

Antong was also hit with real fire. He couldn't bear it anymore and finally showed his weapon.

A spear is also a treasure, and its quality seems to be similar to Guan Jin's sword.

As soon as the spear came out, the first shot opened the fat dragon's cauldron, forcing the fat dragon to huddle in defense and not dare to attack.

The second shot broke the sword light, forcing Shangguan Jin to shrink into Feilong's defense layer, unable to draw the sword at will.

The third shot was aimed at Lu Chen, but before it was thrust out, Lu Chen struck first and took the advantage.

"Zhantian!"

With an angry shout, he slashed with a knife.

An Tong just didn't expect that Lu Chen, who had been pointing, suddenly changed his approach and struck out with that shocking sword, catching him off guard again.

What an unreasonable bastard!

An Tong hurriedly raised his gun to meet him, using all his strength, the sword had already struck.

boom!

The sword struck the spear, and there was another loud noise.

An Tong was shocked to the point of numbness in his mouth and took dozens of steps back. Even his spear almost flew away from his hand.

Lu Chen, on the other hand, stood with his sword in his hand and was eating something quickly. His weak breath quickly recovered.

Before An Tong could regain his footing, a sword light had already struck and hit his body.

That sword was very fierce. If it had been used by Xie Duo, he would have been killed on the spot.

But An Tong was different. The three poles of Tiangang entered the period of fasting, and instead of eating the fireworks of the world, the physical body became tyrannical. Shangguan Jin's sword was not powerful enough and could not cut open his physical body. It only cut out flesh wounds.

"Death Sword Cultivator, take the opportunity to kill me, I'm not done with you!"

An Tong was furious.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ball appeared out of nowhere and was about to rush towards him.

The spear couldn't be used in close combat, so An Tong had to use his palm to block it. He slapped it on the ball and shattered it. The ball turned into two big pots again. The fat dragon came out to fish again, and swung two pots and one pot. Snap shot

An Tong dealt with it while keeping distance. Before the spear could be released, the sword light came again.

It wasn't over yet. Lu Chen's sword aura rose again, and the blade followed.

Attacked from three sides, An Tong was in a hurry, but he had to block the blade immediately. Lu Chen's knife was the greatest threat!

As for the sword cultivator's sword and the shield cultivator's shield, let's take a hit first. At most, you will get a little injured, but you won't die.

Just like that, Antong received another sword wound on his body, and his internal organs were shaken by the cauldron, almost spurting out a stream of blood.

But just when An Tong used all his strength to draw out the gun and was about to hit the blade, Lu Chen put the sword away and went back. He missed the target, and it was like a punch hitting cotton. It felt so sour and refreshing.

Fei Long didn't even hit An Tong until he vomited blood, but Lu Chen made An Tong spit out a bloody arrow.

"That knife of yours was not that knife!"

An Tong gritted his teeth, knowing that he had fallen into Lu Chen's trick.

The two swords Lu Chen slashed before were so powerful that he felt a lot of pressure.

He was frightened by Lu Chen's sword. As long as Lu Chen drew his sword, he would subconsciously block it, and he would block it first regardless of everything.

When he drew his gun to meet him, he realized that Lu Chen's sword had sharp sword aura but no powerful power. It was not the previous sword at all. He knew he had been fooled, but it was too late.

"You don't care what you do, it's a knife anyway, and the one that cuts you is a good knife."

Lu Chen retorted, and An Tong took another sip of demon blood.

"If you chop me, you'll chop me. It's for no reason. What kind of knife do you want to take?"

An Tong said angrily.