The ancient strongman is in the city

Chapter 68 Struggling in Despair

"Brother, I'll be a bait to lure them out." Wuchen said through a voice transmission, his heart was already impatient, since they are going to die anyway, it is better to fight, this is the thought in the mind of every cultivator who has fallen into a desperate situation.

To pull a pad back.

The ruins of the ancient city, the mist and coldness, beside the two Wuhen brothers, there are scattered red flames left by the explosive fireball, which are still burning and cannot be extinguished for a long time. middle.

Lu Yang's hundreds of ice crystals have all been shot out, followed by Han Feng's dozens of bursting small fireballs, which are much stronger than the ice blades gathered by Lu Yang.

"Brother Han, don't release them all at once, come one by one!" Lu Yang told through voice transmission, the purpose was to make them more anxious and lose their judgment.

But Wuhen remained calm all the time, the battle was not over yet, and it was not that they had no chance.

"Okay!" Han Feng nodded, waved his hand lightly, and a small explosive fireball rushed into the sky quickly. It could not enter the fog, otherwise it might explode directly.

Wuhen instantly noticed the explosive little fireball in the sky.

"Second brother."

Wuchen instantly strengthened the defensive cover, and a small fireball exploded at an accelerated rate.

"boom!"

There was a roar, but this time the intensity couldn't break Wuchen's aura shield at all.

"Brother, it seems that they are going to trap us to death." Wu Chen also understood that Lu Yang and the others had given up the one-time assault and wanted to grind them to death slowly.

Wuhen was very anxious and had to find a way to solve the predicament in front of him.

"Second brother, I will open a passage in a while, and we will escape into that ancient building." Wuhen looked towards the tall building not far away, straight into the sky.

Wuchen nodded, taking time to avoid consumption is the best way.

Grasp the wind and thunder fan, several spells are engraved on this top-grade magic weapon, the strong wind spell is only the weakest one, but it also needs a lot of aura to drive it, and the wind attribute aura in Wuhen's dantian is gone. Arrived.

Suddenly swung the wind and thunder fan and slapped it hard, a huge gust of wind instantly rolled up, and the mist was swallowed up one after another.

In a blink of an eye, a passage was opened.

Lu Yang frowned. The two monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment really had a way to escape, but this was just the beginning of the hunt, so there was no need to worry.

In the ancient times, sometimes a battle would last for several months. To Lu Yang, patience was too normal.

The two Wuhen brothers rushed into a tall building at high speed. Lu Yang walked out of the corner, stood on top of the ruins, and looked towards the tall building 300 meters away.

Han Feng stared at it, his combat experience was obviously not as high as Lu Yang's.

"Brother Lu, what are we going to do now?" Han Feng looked towards the tall building and used the Pyro-Explosion technique to blow up the tall building. It is basically impossible. The buildings here are extremely strong, and there are countless traces of battles on the tall building. It is estimated that at least they are left by the strong Jindan, even if they are afraid of them, they may not even have the strength to break a stone.

directly discarded the idea.

Lu Yang thought about it deeply, and there is still a solution, that is to wait.

"Let's go back and recover first." Lu Yang turned and left, and Han Feng immediately followed.

In the ancient wood space, Lu Yang recovered his aura first, and then replaced it with Han Feng.

Lu Yang didn't know exactly how much spiritual energy was stored in this huge spar, but it was enough for them to consume, and it was more than enough to kill Brother Wu.

In front of a window on the third floor of the ancient building, Wuhen quietly felt the changes around him, Lu Yang and Han Feng had disappeared.

"Brother, they were obviously seriously injured, and their spiritual energy should have been used up. What's going on?" Wu Chen couldn't understand, all of this was a bit unrealistic.

Wuhen closed his eyes and said indifferently: "We have provoked a reincarnated super strong man, this may belong to his world!"

A crazy idea was born in Wuhen's heart. There was not much hope for killing Lu Yang and the others.

Despair enveloped him, he was smarter than Wu Chen, and smarter than most of the monks, they are outstanding, geniuses, the future is bright, with time, they can break through Jindan, or even Nascent Soul, but now everything It's almost over, how long can they last?
Less than half an hour later, Lu Yang and Han Feng once again appeared within the range of Wuhen's spiritual detection.

Waiting is a long process, but for Lu Yang and the others, waiting is just a process of victory, but for Wuhen and the others, it is naturally a way of death.

A cloud of mist rose and rushed towards the ancient building. The Wuhen brothers accelerated and fled towards the top of the ancient building. At this time, Lu Yang and Han Feng were less than 100 meters away from the ancient building.

The mist had reached the limit of control, Lu Yang had no choice but to withdraw the mist, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

On the top of the ancient building, in a strange room, Wuhen stared in shock, a few stone slabs with strange rune power engraved on them, with a light touch, one can clearly feel the beating of the soul.

But they couldn't realize it.

A punch hit the stone slab, but there was no movement.

Wu Chen stood aside, never seeing his elder brother so manic.

Wuhen's eyes were bloodshot, his soul had begun to become a little disordered, and his despair could no longer be controlled.

"Second brother, we have no way to leave alive. It will be the last battle in a while. If we can kill one, we will make money." Wuhen tried his best to suppress the despair in his heart.

Wuchen was very calm at this time, the fate of a cultivator is so cruel.

"Brother, who do you want to kill?"

Wuhen sat on the ground, gasped and said, "Lu Yang!"

Outside the ancient building, Lu Yang and Han Feng were scattered and hid under the ruins.

Time was passing, and after waiting for three full days, Lu Yang went back to resupply.

In three days, Wu Chen had finished repairing their arms, but the pills and spirit stones on their bodies had all bottomed out.

The injuries and spiritual energy have almost recovered, and the next step is to fight to the death.

Lu Yang felt movement.

"go!"

Lu Yang shouted at Han Feng, they left immediately and disappeared quickly. When Wuhen brothers appeared downstairs in the ancient building, Lu Yang and the others had long since disappeared.

Wuhen hid his face and laughed wildly.

"Second brother, they didn't even give us a chance to fight!" Wuhen roared, and he knew it would be the result.

Wuchen felt bad, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die in this world, but there was no way, the truth had come.

They frantically searched, but they couldn't find any trace of Lu Yang and the others. At this time, in the ancient wood space, Lu Yang and the others were waiting quietly. It was impossible for the Wushi brothers to come in.

But at this time outside the ancient wood, Wuhen frowned, feeling that this place was very strange.

"Second brother, break it open and have a look." Wuhen said indifferently, despair is no longer important, replaced by calm beyond the limit.

Wu Chen raised the Golden Spirit Hammer and slammed it on the ancient tree.

"Oh!"

A huge dull sound sounded, and a barrier appeared on the ancient wood.

(End of this chapter)