Standing in front of him was also a man with only his eyes exposed, and one of his hands was slowly lowering his hand.

Liu Zhong took off his backpack from his shoulders: "I originally thought that my opponent in this round would be Yiyuan. But if it is you, it is not in vain that I have made so many preparations."

After speaking, he took out a thick stack of paper from his backpack.

The man opposite was very disdainful: "The gap in strength cannot be made up by the number of people."

"This, you can't say for sure."

After the words fell, Liu Zhong instructed the record to take action first, and pulled out the entire "Pipa Xing" with two pages.

The last sentence of "Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet" is like a blue anaconda snaking towards the opposite door.

The man opposite stood still and said two words:

"Blade!"

The evil spirit gathered in an instant and blocked the poem chain. He only gently raised his hand and the entire "Pipa Xing" was broken into dozens of paragraphs.

But this is not the end of this attack. Each broken chain of poems seems to have an independent thought, forming a hollow circular array to surround the blade, and then launch a swarm-like attack.

"Very good. You didn't know how to do this move the last time we fought." The ruler of the Blade also greatly appreciated this move, "But it's still useless to me."

The next moment, dozens of air blades flew out, cutting off all the poem chains. Then the air blades continued to attack Tian Chang Liu Zhong without slowing down at all.

The record urgently pulled out a long song to catch all the air blades, but the huge impact pushed him back to Liu Zhong step by step.

From the moment they fought, the competition between the two evil gods could already be seen. Tian Chang made an estimate in his mind. With the strength of the blade, it would be difficult to defeat him even if he was buried and recorded at the same time.

The ruler of the blade said: "You two should get out of the way. At least now you still have the possibility of escaping unscathed."

Liu Zhong interrupted directly: "We have already blocked the key to your goal, how can you just leave?"

"Then I have to remind you of your current situation." The corner of the man's mouth raised, "You may not know that the entire underground civil air defense project is now in a state of nesting. I just solved the first problem.

This is a problem in modern engineering. But behind the door behind you, there are more monsters in the old engineering, and they will be attracted soon. Are you sure you still want to stand here?"

"I'm sorry, we already know this." Liu Zhong pulled out another piece of paper and whispered to Tian Chang: "I'll leave my back to you."

The record once again dragged out the long chain of poetry, and the sharp edge also took a step forward, swaying wildly.

The piece of air blade, the poetry chain and the air blade were eliminated as they collided with each other. Each impact caused the door leading to the old project to tremble.

Tian Chang always paid attention to the vibration of the door, and at a certain moment, he suddenly caught an impact from the inside out.

"Bury!" he cried in his heart.

"Here we come." A crisp voice replied immediately.

A square crystal began to spin and form, and appeared next to Tian Chang. This time, in order to hide her identity, she also wore a cloak.

She smiled at Tian Chang: "Well, hold the door open for me first."

"Ah?" Tian Chang didn't react for a moment.

Mi Mi immediately suppressed his smile: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go and hold the door open!"

"Ah, okay...ok."

Tian Chang put all his weight on the door, suppressing the impact that became stronger and stronger every time.

The crack in the door widened little by little, and through it you could see the big red slogans characteristic of that era, as well as countless phantoms wearing old military uniforms.

"Hurry!"

Tian Chang shouted in his heart that he could no longer hold on. One of the shadows with an exaggerated face stood directly in front of him.

Until this time, Burial finally took action. With a push of his hand, the square crystal penetrated into the passage of the old project through the crack in the door.

The crystals exploded, just like pouring a cup of hot water outdoors at minus 30 degrees Celsius. Thousands of tiny crystals directly penetrated the large shadows pushing at the door, and pieces of old military uniforms fell to the ground.

"Another long and narrow terrain suitable for my performance." Buried said in his heart, expressing satisfaction with this terrain, and raised his hand to gather the torrent of crystals.

The strength of Tian Chang's hand weakened greatly. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, stepped aside, and asked: "Are these phantoms also entities of despair?"

"No, these are feared entities." At the same time as she was recovering, a torrent of crystals surged out, carrying everything with her into the long corridor of the old project. Then, she turned around magnificently, waved her arms, and summoned a stream of crystals to block a stream.

The air blade flew nearby.

On the front, the recorded attack was once again forced back, and a large number of poems with sentences that did not follow the next were scattered on the ground.

"You're a good boy." Liu Zhong slapped Tian Chang on the back vigorously, "I didn't expect your evil power to be so powerful."

Seeing that the monsters from behind no longer posed a threat, Blade's ruler finally began to attack. However, Blade's hands grabbed two air blades and rushed towards this side at a terrifying speed.

Liu Zhong directly threw out a large amount of paper, and dozens of poem chains jumped out, layer upon layer blocking the front.

The path forward for the blade.

The flow of buried crystals moves forward in the gap, leaving no room for the opponent to escape. There is a special tacit understanding between the evil gods, and they can cooperate seamlessly without any practice.

Under the obstruction of the two evil gods and all their strength, the steps of the sharp blade were delayed. However, recording and burying were still very difficult to cover.

"The speed of record consumption is much higher than that of the edge. You can't win if you continue to use it like this." The ruler of the edge pointed out the situation directly.

What was even more serious was that there was another strange movement in the door behind Tian Chang, and some fearful entities that had slipped through the net crawled out from inside.

Liu Zhong unfolded the stick, picked out a short story from less than half of the remaining paper and connected it to the stick. He turned to face the shadow crawling out of the old project: "This time I will deal with the new ruler from behind.

Do you still have a chance to continue writing now?"

Tian Chang replied: "Yes."

"Sure enough, I guessed right!" Liu Zhong whipped out a whip to scare away a shadow, "Let's continue writing now, you are indeed my trump card!"

The ruler facing the sharp edge heard and knew the urgency of the situation, and directly shouted the order: "The sharp edge! Grab his notebook and stop the opponent from continuing to write immediately!"

Liu Zhong scattered all the remaining pages and yelled at each other: "Record! No matter what, we must buy enough time."

"Bury it, hold on!" Tian Chang also shouted.

Her voice came from her heart: "Just write."

Every piece of paper spread out emits blue light, and countless dazzling poem chains fly out from it, intertwining into a huge net in the air. Each mesh will be buried and filled with crystals, forming layers.

defense.

The sharp blades dual-wielded the air blades, regardless of crashing into the big net, and cut off the poetry chain specially used for support. The exploded crystals left a large number of tiny scars on his body, and he completed the breakthrough in just a few seconds.

Record pulled out two poetry chains, directly fought with the blade at close quarters, and tried every means to gain time.

Tian Chang took out the evil god's notebook and couldn't think of anything. He picked up the pen and started writing:

The moment she closed the door, she felt the gaze hidden in the sugar

As I write this, I grab the front edge of the notebook with one hand.

Tian Chang subconsciously raised his head, just as the sharp blades met his eyes.

For now, you are safe. This line of words suddenly glowed brightly, flicking the sharp hand away.

"What? There are actually newbies protecting you!" came the irritable voice of the ruler of the edge, "Quickly snatch his pen away!"
Chapter completed!