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Chapter 1201: Resurrection from the Dead(1/2)

"How is that possible?"

Qin Yan, Song Gang and others, who were more than ten meters away, instantly widened their eyes and looked at the center of the battle in the distance in disbelief.

They saw it very clearly. Just as Douluo grabbed Sun Changgong's long arrow with one hand, his breath suddenly suffocated, and his power seemed to be instantly weakened.

Wen Tianhao and others seized this rare opportunity and rushed forward and attacked fiercely.

Douluo made movements at this time, and another fist hit his chest hard. As a mouthful of blood was spurted out, the energy that had just been suppressed not only recovered instantly, but also increased by a factor of a magnitude.

In just a blink of an eye, several long arrows exploded. Before Wen Tianhao and others could react, Douluo launched a counterattack.

At this moment, he seemed to have arrived in the god of war, with the body of a holy prison or an arhat, with terrifying power, and with this shocking agility and degree!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The shadow and the little demon who always hide in their bodies first appeared beside Douluo.

Douluo turned around and roared. Because the speed was too fast, everyone's eyes blurred and he rushed to the little demon.

The one-arm swept across, and the little demon did not hesitate to dodge, but Douluo's attack was too fierce, and even the surrounding air was compressed and then suddenly exploded.

The arm was not swept, but it was hit by the explosion airflow. With a muffled groan, he fell directly out.

Then Douluo twisted his feet, moved his body horizontally during the three hundred and sixty degrees of rotation, and hit the shadow with a single fist.

This series of actions was completed in one go, so smooth that it was dazzling, but the lethality had not been reduced in the slightest!

"boom!"

The shadow gritted his teeth and instead of retreating, a blood-colored rainbow slashed directly at Douluo.

Another muffled groan, the shadow hit the shoulder staggered back more than ten steps, half of his body numb, and even the sword in his hand could not hold it and fell to the ground.

In contrast, Douluo, the sword of Shadow swept his chest, and his clothes were cut open, revealing the bronze skin inside.

A blood mark appeared, and blood flowed out drop by drop, looking particularly terrifying.

But Douluo seemed to be unaffected. The permeation of bloody smell made him even more excited.

"War Dragon, but that's it!"

He laughed wildly, regardless of the injuries in his chest, twisted his body again, and rushed towards Wen Tianhao and others.

On the other hand, Song Gang, Qin Yan and others were almost relieved.

"What should I do? Brother Song, you guys quickly think of a solution. If this continues, Wen Tianhao and the others will undoubtedly die!"

Qin Miao screamed in surprise and urged anxiously.

Looking at the current scene, most of the Zhanlong people led by Wen Tianhao have been injured, two or three of them are seriously injured and have temporarily lost the ability to attack again.

But Douluo just got a sword in his chest and punched a few times, which had no effect on him at all.

On the contrary, he was more powerful with the special abilities of the clan in the second fierce battle.

"Bastard, what should I do now? We have all agreed to Wen Tianhao just now that we can't take action before deciding the winner."

Song Gang and Qin Yan also looked anxious.

They naturally also saw that if this continues, Wen Tianhao and others will definitely be even more dangerous. What might be possible?

Let’s not talk about the promise that Wen Tianhao would not interfere with the battle between Zhan Long and Douluo.

So what if he takes action? Douluo's current strength has undoubtedly been shown. Even if Song Gang, Qin Yan and Qin Miao take action, there is no absolute possibility of defeating him.

What's more, there are more than forty members of the Fighting Clan in the distance, guarding them. This is the strongest combat power among the ancient clan. Even if they are Yinlong and others now, they have no absolute chance of winning.

"It would be great if Tianlong was still awake now, and he would definitely have a solution."

Qin Yan subconsciously turned his head to look at 6 Tianlong.

6 Tianlong was still lying on the side of the big stone behind him. Shengnong was performing emergency treatment for him. He took out all kinds of precious medicines from his body without spending money, touching, feeding and sucking.

But his injury was too serious and there was no sign of awakening until now.

"puff!"

At this moment, two roars came from afar, and Ji Yuesong, Ouyang Xiadan and Dong Qiang were hit by Douluo almost at the same time, and fell down and hit them hard in the distance.

Dong Qiang also had a fighting system. He jumped up immediately after a moment of pause and joined the battle again.

But Ji Yuesong and Ouyang Xiadan were saved and vomited blood, and struggled for a few times but didn't stand up.

"No, 6 Tianlong must be awakened."

Su Lingyue, who was standing in front, was obviously panicked in her eyes. She was closest to the battlefield and could most clearly feel the brutality and danger of the battle in front of her.

After gritting her teeth, she suddenly turned around and ran quickly towards the direction of 6 Tianlong.

Under the surprise gaze of Shengnong and others, she suddenly pulled out a dagger from her waist and quickly stroked her wrist hard.

"Oh my God, Su Lingyue, what are you going to do?"

Even Qin Yan and others next to him were alarmed, and Qin Miao even widened his eyes and spoke in surprise.

Su Lingyue did not answer, cut her wrist, and before the blood was spurted out, she suddenly came to the mouth of 6 Tianlong...

The 6 Tianlong, who was in a coma, seemed to sense the warmth of the blood in front of him, and instinctively opened his mouth and sucked hard one after another.

Time passes minute by minute.

The Zhanlong people led by Wen Tianhao quickly lost their troops, and one person after another was knocked out of the station circle, and fell powerlessly and temporarily lost the ability to fight again.

Only Wen Tianhao was left in the field, and the Holy Prison and Luohan were still struggling to support it.

But it is already a matter of time to lose.

Next to them, Song Gang, Qin Yan and others were ready to take action at any time. As long as Wen Tianhao and others were in danger of their lives, they would take action immediately without hesitation.

As for what Wen Tianhao said before, their lives are more important after all.

On the other side, Su Lingyue's arm was still placed beside Liu Tianlong's mouth. Her face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Correspondingly, 6 Tianlong's face began to gradually become rosy.

Shengnong beside him was stunned, staring at Su Lingyue like a ghost. He didn't understand why this girl's blood could bring 6 Tianlong back to life?

"Boy, I've had enough fun with you. Get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless!"

In the battlefield, Douluo's voice sounded again.

Now there were Wen Tianhao, Shengzhu, Shengnong and Shabao in front of him, each of whom was covered in scars and incomparable miserable conditions.

On the other hand, Douluo has a better image than them, but after such a long battle, he is still a little tired.

Especially the Holy Prison and Luohan are rough and thick-skinned. It is just that the attack of this level will take some time to completely defeat them.

His eyes gradually became cruel, and he had decided in his heart that if Wen Tianhao and others were entangled, they would attack directly and take their lives.

"Douluo, stop talking nonsense, if you have the ability, you should..."

"Tianhao! Get out!"

Wen Tianhao originally gritted his teeth and wanted to fight Douluo desperately, but as soon as he spoke, the voice of 6 Tianlong suddenly came from behind.

Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look, and saw that 6 Tianlong had slowly stood up from the ground with the help of Shengnong. His face looked back to normal, but he still felt extremely weak.

Next to him was Qin Miao, who supported the pale-faced Su Lingyue, and quietly stayed by his side.

"Boss..."

Wen Tianhao and others shouted at the same time, but they were mixed with joy and sorrow.

The happy thing is that 6 Tianlong woke up from his coma so quickly, and now it seems that he is not seriously injured.

What was worried was that even if he woke up now, he was powerless to turn things around and could not lead them to defeat Douluo again.

"Yeah, come back!"

Six days old dragon's eyes swept through the scene. Ji Yuesong was vomiting blood from a big mouth, Ouyang Xiadan fell to the ground, and his pale face...

This is his best brother and sister. At this time, the miserable situation made his heart twitch. It seemed that it had been a long time, and Zhan Long had never experienced such a miserable defeat again.

"Go up and take them down!"

Qin Yan and Song Gang next to him immediately waved their hands, reached out to the hidden dragon guardians and quickly stepped forward, and helped Wen Tianhao and others in the field back.

During the whole process, Douluo did not organize it, but looked at 6 Tianlong again with curiosity.

"Yes, it seems that you are better than I expected. I thought the two heavy blows just now would be enough to kill half of your life."

When Wen Tianhao and others all retreated behind Tianlong, Douluo spoke with a smile.

"But the outcome has been decided! 6 Tianlong, I will give you another last chance to choose, hand over that Dong Qiang, and then go to Meizu and Meisu in person to say, you are a waste!"

"I can forgive your lives, otherwise... don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Douluo is completely like a winner, and his tone is indescribable.

"Douluo, stop at the right time!"

At this moment, a slander suddenly came from behind, and the figure flashed behind the big stone, and then two pretty figures appeared.
To be continued...
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