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The feathers of night unfolded again, and Lu Chen, who was holding the trident, surged at a furious speed, relying on his instincts to rush straight towards the location where the energy was stirred.

The trident in his hand slashed horizontally, facing Qianliu who was charging towards him.

I saw a flash of anger in Qianliu's eyes. The world in his eyes was so slow that he leaned back wildly, barely able to avoid the halberd.

The blade of the sword almost brushed against the tip of his nose, and he could even see the energy surging from the tip of the trident.

He just relied on inertia to slide forward and cut Lu Chen's ribs just as he was about to turn around.

Regardless of the sword injury, Lu Chen's claws had already moved towards Qianliu's body, and the divine burial cannons gathered in his palms, firing instantly.

Qianliu had no choice but to move away, but Lu Chen, who was unwilling to give up, pressed forward again, opening and closing with every move. Using his instinctive reaction, perception of danger, and the location of the energy agitation, he launched an extreme counterattack against Qianliu. .

I saw the figures of the two people in the field flashing endlessly. They couldn't see their figures at all, but they could see the halberds bursting out and the sword light blooming.

The arena is riddled with holes like a chopping board, with countless scars cut out, and sword marks and halberd gleams appear on the barrier from time to time.

Visible to the naked eye, Lu Chen was injured less frequently. His attacks were able to threaten Qianliu and forced him to dodge, reducing the chance of taking action.

At this moment, Mo Wanrou and Jiang Jiuli became excited.

Since the start of the match, Lu Chen is the only one who has been able to fight Qianliu for so long and is even still fighting.

If this continues, maybe there is a real possibility of victory.

However, Ren Jie's brows were always furrowed, and the situation was not as optimistic as he had imagined.

Although Lu Chen in the gatekeeper form is strong, his instincts are perverted enough. He even knows how to rely on energy disturbance to judge the position and the opponent's attack trajectory...

But...the attack is haphazard, the power is scattered, and the control is insufficient. It is good to be able to exert 50% or 60% of the power...

On the other hand, Qianliu, apart from the wound on his cheek, has not suffered any injuries so far, and is still calm in the face of this situation.

And don't forget...Qianliu is also a demonic contracter. He still has demonization to activate. The reason why he hasn't activated it yet means that the battle situation is still under his control...

Ren Jie's heart also sank. Lu Chen did not let Qianliu use his full strength.

Even now...

The God Burial Cannon was blazing into the sky, and Lu Chen swung his halberd horizontally, the tip of the halberd still dripping with red blood.

Qianliu's figure appeared, his silver-haired headband untied, and there was a blood mark on his neck, still bleeding.

Lu Chen smiled evilly: "I hurt you..."

At this moment, Qianliu's face was as gloomy as blood. He threw away the headphones hanging around his neck, pulled off the rag strips from his clothes, tied up his ponytail again, and said coldly:

"It's over... This will be the last drop of blood I shed because of you..."

I saw Qianliu's pupils glowing bright silver, his body bursting with demonic energy, the area of ​​the demonic pattern expanding again, and his body even glowing with bright silver lightning.

"disease!"

With a "boom", the deafening sound of air explosions echoed endlessly, and the terrifying air waves tore apart all the energy gauze in the field.

Lu Chen instinctively used his trident to block it, but the trident was cut off on the spot, and a ferocious X-shaped sword wound appeared on Lu Chen's chest.

Then hundreds of scars appeared on his body. At this moment, Lu Chen's head tilted violently, and his whole body hit the barrier at high speed.

The horns of Yaksha were smashed into pieces, veins popped out on his forehead, and energy gathered in his claws.

However, the attack was shattered before it could be struck, and Lu Chen's body was sent flying again.

The sound of sonic booms was heard in the field, and Lu Chen's body was beaten everywhere, like a sandbag.

Bones were shattering and flesh and blood were being cut open. Lu Chen was hit by this violent storm and was unable to fight back. Qianliu was nowhere to be seen.

The speed of recovery was far slower than the speed of injury, and Lu Chen's consciousness was gradually peeling off.

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