Less than he stood in the distance, he didn't dare to breathe.

This battle has reached the most critical time, and no one dares to be distracted, and this competition will determine the outcome.

"Come on, Mr. Zhang Heng!" Lecheng stood in the distance and looked nervously.

He knew that he would definitely cause trouble for Zhang Heng in the past, which would lead to failure.

As if I heard the successful sound, the ice and snow storm was gradually suppressed. It became smaller and smaller, and gradually suppressed by Zhang Heng.

"Damn it! I will actually encounter insufficient spiritual power." Su Nuan gritted her teeth, her speed getting slower and slower. Her spiritual power consumption had completely exceeded the recovery range, and she gradually had no choice but to do anything.

The recovery speed of the water demon spirit body is naturally beyond imagination, and now it is just a spiritual master, and there is no special ability to transcend. The special ability of the Mu Meigong takes the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for himself, and the efficiency is definitely much better than Su Nuan's spirit body.

If Su Nuan reaches the Lingbo period, it will be easy for Zhang Heng to deal with the Lingbo period.

But this is just if, there is never any if in the fierce battle of life and death.

Finally, with Zhang Heng's shout, the ice and snow storm finally stopped. But he himself paid a tragic price.

His hands were already incomplete, with only two fingers left in his left hand and three left in his right hand, and most of his palms were cut off.

But his hands gradually closed, and new trunks grew out of the palms of his hands and gradually grew together.

The two palms formed a special cage, trapping Su Nuan tightly inside.

"Damn it!" Su Nuan gritted her teeth. Her spiritual power in her body had dried up and she was unable to resist any movement or behavior of Zhang Heng.

"Win! Brother Zhang Heng won!" Standing in the distance, cheering happily.

"Am I going to die?" Su Nuan kept shouting in her heart. She watched her palms grow bigger and move her closer. As long as she folded her hands together, she would be squeezed into a blurry meat pie by her huge palms.

But the speed of the palms became slower and slower, and they stopped slowly halfway.

Su Nuan was stunned. She was planning to let him go? Then she realized that there was something wrong with Zhang Heng.

Compared with Su Nuan's overjoyed, Zhang Heng looked as if dead. Zhang Heng's heart was full of helplessness. His hands had lost consciousness and turned into trees.

At the same time, he could not feel his internal organs existed. The powerful side effects of Mu Meigong eroded his body, and he was now struggling on the verge of death.

"No, I can't fall like this! I can still move. I can still move! I can also control the vines." Zhang Hengqiang

Hold your spirits and keep calling on the vines on the ground.

Thick vines rose from the ground and attacked Su Nuan from the cage.

Su Nuan hurriedly dodged, but she had experienced several battles and her physical energy was consumed too much. In addition, the cage space was limited, and she was entangled with a vine and fell to the ground.

"It's over..." Zhang Heng sighed with relief and quickly urged more than ten vines to follow.

At the moment of life and death, Su Nuan's breath hole finally had a trace of spiritual energy that could be activated.

She mobilized all the spiritual power and even the spiritual power that suppressed her qi hole without hesitation, forming an ice blade with the last spiritual power.

The ice blade was sharp and sharp, cutting off the vines wrapped around its right leg, then rolled one after another, avoiding the remaining ten attacks.

The pain shot on the ground, and it instantly pierced the ground, and the green vines splashed in the soil again.

Su Nuan gasped heavily, waved the ice blade in her hand, and resisted it with difficulty.

The vines swept from all directions. In this gap between life and death, Su Nuan would be killed by the vines if she made a little mistake.

Under the stimulation of death, she squeezed out her full potential in her body, and her resistance became straightforward and serious.

Although she was still tripped by vines from time to time, she was in danger and in a mess. But she finally saved her life.

As one vine after another was cut off by Su Nuan, the number of vines became smaller and smaller.

It’s not that Zhang Heng didn’t want to activate the vines anymore, but that almost all the unparalleled spiritual energy that existed around him had been drained by him, and the meager spiritual energy could no longer satisfy the control.

What's worse is that Mu Meigong has completely eroded his body and has already eroded his will.

Zhang Heng's consciousness began to be dazed and shaking, like an old man in his twilight years.

The breath of death was already spitting on his face, and he could no longer feel any anger of existence.

"Is this... going to end? No... I'm not willing to give up!" He was so nervous that he made his last effort to kill Su Nuan.

....

"Brother Zhang Heng, are the bows and arrows behind you used to shoot prey?"

"No, I'm using it to protect everyone. As long as I'm here, there will be no problems."

But is it really okay?

The beast tide eventually flooded its own village.

"Brother Zhang Heng, go quickly! Go!"

"Everyone……."

"Only a stronger power can protect the people I have always cherished."

…

..

"Brother Heng, save me..."

"Brother Zhang Heng!"

"Zhang Heng!"

………

Zhang Heng could not see clearly at all. The power of Mu Meigong had already eroded his eyes, and he could not hear it. His ears had completely turned into wood.

He only had a little touch, a little instinctive touch.

Relying on Su Nuan's counterattack, then determining her position, and then launching an attack.

His efforts were finally rewarded, and Su Nuan was finally captured exhausted. A vine walked around her neck, hung her whole body, and gradually contracted with force.

Su Nuan felt that she had difficulty breathing, and even if she opened her mouth, it would be useless.

Kill Su Nuan, kill Su Nuan!

Zhang Heng only had this little consciousness left.

.....

Ling Yun gasped heavily, and in front of him, a fierce battle was over.

Five dead bodies lying on the ground, all of which were cultivators or hired by the Su family.

The head of the Su family is still a late-stage spiritual master. It is normal for all the resources in the family to be provided to Su Nuan. Both members of the Su family can only get a few resources. But they are still willing to sacrifice everything for the Su family.

Ling Yun relied on the jungle to conduct sneak attacks, and under the conditions of taking advantage of his intelligence, he achieved unimaginable success with his experience in his previous life.

Although he did think about returning to Junanpo, this was just an excuse.

He returned to the battlefield between Xiong Bo and Madman, and he kept all the things on the Madman Squad. When he went to Xiong Bo, the body would be gone long ago.

"It seems that An Chen has taken their bodies away. What a pity. I originally wanted to get Xiong Bo's secret book." Ling Yun sighed in his heart.

An Chen's survival was a complete accident, and he didn't want him to live.

The biggest threat at that time was Su Nuan's existence. If Ling Yun killed An Chen, it would have to be a waste of effort. Su Nuan might take the opportunity to fight back.

Ling Yun stood there, looking at the battlefield on the mountain road.

The movement of the two of them fighting was too huge, and it was impossible to hide it from the past wolves and cultivators.

In fact, if Ling Yun compares the two, he believes that Su Nuan will win the final victory. However, he has seen the powerful power of Mu Meigong in his previous life, so it is difficult to make a conclusion directly.

Moreover, it seems that both sides will suffer losses. Naturally, he cannot give up this opportunity, so he just squatted in the distance and depends on the situation.
Chapter completed!