Lord of the Desert

Chapter 174 Don't Panic
Hong Fan was severely injured, making Zhu Yiqi in the team furious.

Hong Bo threw out his round shield, overturning the snake man blocking the way, and then wielding both heavy axes, stepped forward to slash the giant snake.

This strike was done skillfully, the ax blade was slightly inclined, cutting along the gap in the nail plate, penetrating into the flesh as close as a foot.

But with the size of a giant snake, it was still only a minor injury.

The excruciating pain diverted its attention.

The giant snake gave up on Hong Fan, wrapped its body around Hong Bo, and pulled him off the ground.

The snake's kiss is high, and the stench is tangy.

Hong Bo felt that the time of his death was approaching, he took off his iron helmet and bit the snake's body, but unfortunately he failed to break through the scales, instead broke several teeth.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone.

On all sides of the city, the four Hunranjing in the reserve team each threw their spears and pierced the snake's neck.

The giant snake was hit hard this time.

It struggled frantically, straightening several long ropes.

Ding Yushi, who had the lowest cultivation level, was dragged staggeringly.

Cui Er held against the female wall, but the huge force on the rope made him smash the city bricks.

In the center of the battle group, Hong Bo, who was squeezed by the snake's body, was even more flushed, the armor on his chest was deformed, and blood was dripping from his nose.

Seeing that the giant snake was about to escape, a sand wave rose violently and turned into a fifth chain, grabbing its lower jaw.

Hong Fan re-entered the battle.

More gravel was pulled up from below the city, covering the top of the city dimly.

After several fierce battles, there was not much left of his Sand World True Yuan.

But just now, the Dragon Soul Fruit from the Xiao Brothers has been used.

The injury recovered quickly, and the true essence went berserk.

Bai Calamity slashed horizontally, and the head of a three-sacrificing snake man flew up, blood gushing like a spring.

Hong Fan jumped up and gathered the scattered fine sand in the air under his feet to form a ladder.

Stepping on the snake's head, he raised his right arm.

The sandstorm that was dragged behind suddenly returned, and with the forearm as the core, it was shaped into a long and narrow drill bit.

"Help me!"

Hong Fan shouted loudly, and the four Hunranjing people tightened the long rope at the same time.

The giant snake suffocated.

There was a buzzing sound.

The sand drill penetrates down and presses into the top scale.

In mid-air, golden sparks swirled in all directions, like rain.

The stalemate lasted only half a breath.

Hong Fan felt his right arm sinking suddenly, the sand drill had pierced through the scales and skull, crushing the brain.

He landed somersaulted.

The giant snake was left shaking and convulsing, smashing a large piece of wall bricks, and finally slid down the city along the gap.

At the same time, the roar of the tiger rose into the sky hundreds of meters away, spreading across half of the Golden Sea in an instant.

This is the sound of Yanliu Gong's innate special skill "Yanhou" fully activated.

Hong Fan cast his eyes and saw the land in the distance glow orange red.

In the distorted and indistinguishable atmosphere due to the violent rise in temperature, two figures with huge differences in size moved at high speed and collided back and forth.

The last cards of the two sides, Chi Lin and Hong Jian, finally came to an end.

This is the most critical battle on the battlefield of tens of thousands of square meters.

But Hong Fan had no time to pay attention.

Although the giant snake is dead, more elite snakemen are still rushing upwards.

Glancing at Bai Jisue's canine-toothed blade, he stepped forward again...

If so, half an hour passed in the struggle.

It was exactly a quarter to Mao (45:[-]).

Fuel tanks have long since run out of fuel.

Wu Dangqi of the Li family paid half of the casualties, making the snake man still unable to stand on the wall.

The sympathy between the five heaven and man was exhausted, and Gongsun Shi and Hong Wu were seriously injured one after another.

But Broken Tooth was blocked in the end.

The beep of the Shaliu Knife was muted.

Hong Fan got up after making sure that the snake man's body was no longer moving.

The bag was thrown somewhere, and the shoulder was smashed to pieces by the stone axe.

Both his Yanliu Zhenqi and Fate Star Zhenyuan were exhausted, and his physical strength was also exhausted.

This battle lasted for more than an hour, and Hong Fan has been fighting bravely.

As long as the front line is shaken, there will soon be dancing sand currents.

Seeing the figure of Mr. Jin Haixing, the defenders who were originally difficult to hold on will gain courage from nothingness and stabilize their positions.

But the battle is not over.

Seeing that Hong Fan was showing signs of decline, a second sacrificial snake man rushed forward with a shield, trying to take advantage of it.

An hour ago, this kind of thing would not be worthy of his sword.

But now Hong Fan's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't help backing up after being hit.

When he was in a panic, a figure flashed from the side, stabbed the snake man's neck desperately, and was immediately thrown away by the snake's tail.

Hong Fan seized the opportunity and backhanded Bai Ji into the opponent's heart.

The snake man collapsed.

A few meters away, the person who fell down straightened his helmet and stood up with difficulty, but it was Hong Qing who had just entered Zhuyiqi for a long time.

The eyes of the two met, neither of them seemed to speak, they just nodded silently.

Hong Fan stepped forward, stepped on the corpse of the snake man and drew his knife.

With a little force, the knife was stuck in the bone and could not be pulled out.

He frowned and tried harder, then he heard a clank, and his hand suddenly lightened.

The white calamity was actually broken.

This fourth-grade treasured sword survived less than two fierce battles, and died before its owner.

At this time, the sky was already half bright.

A dark red flame burned up from the eastern sky, igniting the clouds.

To the north of the city wall of Jinhai, there was a thin mist of blood.

The altar three miles away gradually filled up.

Chilin seemed to have sensed it, and stopped entangled with Hong Jian, retreated hundreds of meters and let out a scream.

The snake man finally receded like a tide.

Only the dilapidated and blood-soaked walls remained.

Hong Fan suddenly relaxed, his eyes suddenly turned black, so he had to lean on his knees to relieve it.

In the same section of the city, seven or eight zhang away, Jiang Youde lay face up on the ground.

Every whiff of the cold air sucked in through his nose made his lungs tingle.

But Jiang Youde still tried his best, panting like a bellows.

As if otherwise, it is impossible to be sure that he is still alive.

The snake man went away and retreated to a distance of several miles.

The second bloody battle came to an end.

There was no cheering, just a dull silence.

Most people are directly paralyzed.

In the dead silence, footsteps came from below the city.

One person jumped up lightly and stepped onto the sea wall.

His outer armor and inner clothing were rotten, and his upper body was blue and red everywhere, full of scars.

It was Hong Jian.

He glanced at Hong Fan for a moment to confirm that he was not seriously injured, and then passed a seven-meter-long snake-man corpse, and Chi Wu, who had already passed away leaning on the tower.

The remnants of the city also saw Hong Jian.

"My lord!"

Hong Bo called out instinctively, revealing two gaps in his teeth.

He propped himself up, looking for something with his eyes left and right.

However, the top of the city is full of broken bricks, rotten trees, and blood and flesh.

Human and snake corpses overlap, where can I find the body of the person I care about?
In the end, he could only say in a daze.

"My lord, my brother is gone..."

As soon as these words came out, his originally empty eyes were filled.

Hong Fan stared at Hong Bo.

Even when the giant man was almost strangled to death by the giant snake, he never frowned.

But when he looked at Hong Jian at this moment, his nose was sore and he choked up silently.

Hong Jian nodded silently, stepped forward and pressed Hong Bo's shoulder.

The latter sat down on the ground and wiped away his tears with his hands, but he wiped more and more, and gradually he couldn't even suppress his crying.

Hong Fan opened his eyes and looked to the north.

Thick blood mist gathered above the altar, fighting against the rising sun, and there was a faint snake shape inside.

"Don't panic."

At this moment, Hong Jian's voice spread across the city wall.

"The sky is falling,

I carry it. "

(End of this chapter)