It's a pity that the characteristic of the bell is that it has a lingering sound, and it can still go around in such a small place.

Even if Mengshan stops, the sonic attacks will not disappear for the time being.

The Bilu demon rushed forward, and the clone of He Lingchuan who was waiting beside him flashed out, knocked it aside a few steps, and then followed up with a series of attacks.

In the face of a formidable enemy, the Bishun demon subconsciously fights back even in pain.

Taking advantage of He Lingchuan's clone to entangle it, Meng Shan lifted the mountain and river with one force and suddenly raised the giant bell!

The muscles in his arms bulged high, and with a loud shout, he raised the bell and slammed it down on the two opponents in the battle.

The demon Bilu knew that something was wrong, so he immediately turned into a flying insect and ran away.

However, frightened by the sound of the bell, the insect swarm lagged behind and only a small group escaped. The main body was still held by the giant bell!

Immediately afterwards, Meng Shan fell to his knees on the ground, wheezing and panting, and could not speak any more.

He Lingchuan ordered several officers of the Yuheng Army: "Ring the bell, quickly!"

These people came out, raised sticks and struck the bell, and kept ringing.

There is no rhythmic beauty, but with the blessing of Yuan Power, this is enough.

The Bishen demon trapped in the bell could not maintain its shape, so it had no way to break through the bell and get out.

This guy who was the hardest to catch was finally captured by He Lingchuan's design.

It was trapped here, and Fu Shanlie also wanted to come to rescue him, but He Lingchuan opened fire with all his firepower, rendering him useless.

If this continues, even he himself will be trapped in the Wengcheng.

Fushan Lie gritted his teeth, glanced at Ju Zhong apologetically, turned around and backed away.

During the battle between the two, their elite confidantes also collided with each other, killing each other with bayonets.

While Fushan Lie was jumping back, a bull demon rushed towards He Lingchuan regardless of his own safety, blocking Fushan Lie with his body weighing more than 2,000 kilograms.

The next moment, seven rays of cold light came out of the cow's body, which was as thick as a door panel.

The monster screamed, and blood and internal organs flowed out.

Bolangzhao.

Even the three or four Bejia elites behind the cow were not lucky and were stabbed one after another. The most unlucky one was cut with a bloody line right in the middle of his eyebrow.

The man's eyes and movements immediately froze, and after two breaths, his body and head separated.

The remaining power of the sword is so powerful!

The rest of the crowd was horrified and subconsciously retreated. But with the sacrifice of his men, Fushan Lie quickly retreated two feet away.

The Wengcheng was so big, and he was like a swimming fish, able to move freely through the crowded crowd. What's more, his confidants protected him in the middle, and tried their best to move outside the south gate.

There were at least a hundred people between the two coaches.

Just as he was about to exit Yuheng City, Fu Shanlie turned around, but could not find He Lingchuan.

Under the torch and before the blade, the commander who was supposed to be on the front line against the enemy just disappeared?

Fushan Lie suddenly felt bad, the hair on his back exploded, and his spiritual sense was frantically warning.

He was surrounded by hundreds of people in front of him and behind him, but it couldn't give him any sense of security.

Enemy attack!

Fu Shanlie didn't care about anything else, he pounced to the side, and at the same time, he hooked the person next to him with his backhand and pulled him back to use him as a shield.

If Wengcheng hadn't allowed him to use escape techniques, he would be outside the city now.

A figure appeared out of thin air behind him, clinging to Fu Shanlie's back like a ghost.

Fu Shanlie's reaction was not unpleasant, but as soon as the figure appeared, a faint light flashed in his hand, and he aimed a knife at him and stabbed him in the back.

Even if Fushan Lie jumped away and dragged another person as a shield, the Fusheng Knife didn't hesitate at all. It changed direction midway and pierced the shield's right lung first, and then passed through Fushan Lie's front heart!
Chapter completed!