My messenger is a little fox

Li Yu looked at the Senya Dolphin with some caution. He felt a little relieved when he felt that the aura on his body had dropped by at least two to three percent. If the other party could use such attacks at will, they would have to think about how to escape.

Li Yu was thinking when he suddenly felt his feet tighten, but a pair of black hands reached out from the ground and clasped his ankles tightly. Then the ground beneath his feet turned to sand, like quicksand, trying to swallow him up.

"Brother Li, be careful!" Han Yan was a bit belated, but still reminded him. At the same time, he sent Huo'er to fly over Li Yu, and grabbed his shoulder with one claw to pull him up.

Han Yan himself fired a dragon-shaped sword energy at the Senya dolphin to prevent it from taking the opportunity to attack the trapped Li Yu.

Li Yu frowned slightly. He couldn't detect the enemy's sneak attack even with his perception, which showed that the opponent was not simple either. However, Li Yu did not panic, and directly used Huo'er's strength from his shoulders to resist the pulling force under his feet. All his spiritual power was directed to his feet, and the condensation was activated instantly.

The ice quickly froze the black hands and the quicksand beneath their feet.

Sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy condensing in the ground, Li Yu filled the Xuanming Sword with spiritual energy and stabbed it in there.

A plume of blood shot out from the ground, and then the ground surged with a muffled groan. Soon a short man with a short stature emerged from the distance, with blood flowing from his shoulders and frost all over his body. He was the man who had disappeared in the fire earlier. The man who merged with the spirit of the mole.

It turned out that this guy hid underground after being knocked into the fire. Feeling deeply embarrassed, he wanted to find an opportunity to show off so that he could feel proud in front of everyone. But he didn't know that the opportunity was seized by him, but he didn't have the strength. First, Li Yu's cold energy invaded his meridians and almost turned him into a popsicle, and then his sword pierced his shoulder and almost killed him.

That is to say, the excessive operation of spiritual power in Li Yu's body involved the toxins in his body, which in turn affected his perception. Otherwise, the sword would not have stabbed this guy's shoulder, but his head.

Li Yu defeated the enemy with one strike, immediately making the people on the opposite side look sideways. Although those people despised the Mole man as a person, they still recognized his strength, otherwise it would not be possible for him to appear among them. But just like this, a person was restrained by someone in a sneak attack. What was going on?

Everyone looked at Li Yu curiously, especially Ding Jianchen and his men. They knew that Li Yu was poisoned. But now Li Yu's performance far exceeded their expectations, and there was no sign of being poisoned.

The corner of Li Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his legs to walk out of the frozen sand. He walked to Han Yan as if no one was watching and said softly: "Hold on for a while. The explosion of spiritual power in my body just now affected the toxins. I need time to adjust."

"Brother Li, how about..." Han Yan's face was full of worry, but before the word "retreat" could be uttered, he was interrupted by Li Yu.

"Shh - don't show timidity, look more natural."

Li Yu said with a serious expression: "The guy who was spying on us is not among this group of people. That guy is the most dangerous one. If he doesn't show up, it is unlikely that we will successfully escape at this time."

"Besides, although these people are strong, we still have a chance to win. But don't forget where we come from?" Li Yu deliberately patted his pocket, showed a weird smile and went back. .

"boom!"

The three-meter-tall giant man took a few steps forward, slammed the mace club in his hand on the ground, and said to Han Yan in a simple and honest voice: "That was so exciting just now, come on, come on, I'll come and fight." You sign!" It was he who had just used the mace club, and shattered Han Yan's dragon-shaped sword energy with one blow.

Han Yan was quite surprised to see that the opponent wanted to challenge him in a one-on-one fight. Although the opponent seemed to be able to dispel the dragon-shaped sword energy with ease, he was still far from challenging him. Huo'er's city-burning fire alone can burn a fighting spirit master like him to nothing.

At this moment, the fire-sealing talisman on Huo'er has expired, and it is impossible for Ding Jianchen and others not to warn him of the danger. Is there really something wrong with this giant man's brain?

But the giant man's words soon cleared up Han Yan's doubts.

"I see you are good with the knife, and I want to compete with you in martial arts. What do you think?" The giant man scratched his head and looked embarrassed.

This giant man looks loyal, but is actually treacherous. If Han Yan agreed, he would play into his hands; if he didn't, he would follow the crowd and beat Han Yan. Anyway, regardless of whether Han Yan agrees or not, the giant man will not suffer any loss.

Just give Brother Li some time. Han Yan wasn't stupid, so he couldn't see the big man's little thoughts. Besides, he had confidence in his sword. After all, Po Jun was a real king-level spiritual weapon.

"It's okay to have fun, but be careful that the sword has no eyes." Han Yan waved his broken saber horizontally and made a gesture of invitation to the giant man.

"Hahaha, I just like fighting, so don't hold back." The giant man swung his thick mace and struck Han Yan first.

The mace came with a gust of evil wind, and Han Yan drew the knife and retreated. Faced with the stick thicker than the mouth of a sea bowl, even as powerful as Han Yan, he was unwilling to fight hard.

The mace hit the ground hard, and the tyrannical force and explosive energy directly smashed a large crater into the ground, turning the rock as big as a millstone into powder. The power of this blow was no less than a powerful third-level spirit-wielding spell. No wonder this giant man dared to challenge Han Yan in a duel. He really had some capital.

Han Yan on the side was secretly speechless, because even his dragon-shaped sword energy did not have such power.

However, having only tyrannical strength was far from enough to challenge him. Han Yan, who was retreating, put his feet on the ground and his body became a forward bow. The next moment, the afterimage flashed, and he was almost pressed against the giant man. Before the mace could be withdrawn, he struck the opponent with a single blow.

Po Jun followed Han Yan as he passed by the giant man's body. The sword blade collided with his naked upper body and made a sound of gold and iron.

Han Yan used the opportunity to shrink to an inch and attack the giant man. This slash was a real blow, but it only left a white mark on the giant man's body, but did not even damage the fur.

"Oh ho ho ho! I said I'm the best at fighting!" The giant man laughed, turned his wrist, and chased Han Yan away with the retracted mace.

"Well done, Jin Meng!"

"Well done, smash him!"...

Han Yan's surprise attack was unexpected, but the giant man's performance was even more amazing. The cultists cheered when they saw this.

The giant man has a long golden club and long arms, and his attack range is extremely large. Although Han Yan was already some distance away from the opponent, the momentum of the mace still enveloped him. Feeling the danger, Han Yan had no choice but to jump forward again to avoid the opponent's backhand blow.