After midnight

There were knife marks of varying depths on the rock wall. Without further ado, they were left by Lingyi just now. Lingyi would not let Yin off the hook, so An Yan chopped Lingyi down quickly.

Too strong, the moment An Yan rushed over, Ling Yi found that he was a little bit unable to resist. He barely managed to resist An Yan's swift attack by holding up his arms. He looked into An Yan's eyes, which were full of anger. He admitted that he had never fought with An Yan head-on, and he was a little careless.

"Are you the strongest?" An Yan asked.

"Of course." Lingyi slashed at him, and An Yan jumped away wrapped in 'Absolute Defense'. The stronger the pure ability, the greater the destructive power. Even if you can avoid the blade visible to the naked eye, you are not necessarily safe.

After An Yan dodged, the pure energy smashed a big hole in the concrete floor. When An Yan jumped back to the ground, he happened to land on the crack behind the hole. This was more like it. An Yan tapped the ground with his feet and controlled his body to crash forward. The pure energy had been tightly held in his right hand since it was conjured up by him.

But An Yan's pure ability is not always the same, and Lingyi soon discovered this. It surrounded An Yan's palm like a small ball of fireworks. When An Yan moved, it would change into whatever form An Yan wanted. Just like now, An Yan swept a long sword over, and after he took it, An Yan turned his hand back, and it turned into a short blade against his chest.

Lingyi gasped and stepped back, blood trickling out from his ribs. He even felt a chill and pain when he took a breath. He looked at An Yan's stern face, which was expressionless. But suddenly, An Yan stepped back a few steps and whipped him. The broken stones rolled down the rock wall to Song Yu's feet, blocking his way.

Song Yu didn't know when he was freed from the icy shackles. When Lingyi saw the cracked concrete floor at Song Yu's feet and the broken ice on the cracks, he realized that perhaps he had helped him unintentionally just now.

"You bastard, don't you know that someone has taken Yin away just now?" Song Yu watched Su Ziling appear like a ghost, support Yin and disappear right under his nose. He was so angry that he jumped up and down, and he cursed Lingyi as a bastard.

"He doesn't know, but I do. So don't even think about leaving." An Yan said.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to stop me." Song Yu winked at Lingyi, and the two of them attacked An Yan almost at the same time. An Yan stood in the middle and was attacked from both sides.

But who is An Yan? He moved his fingers, and Absolute Defense wrapped his whole body, as simple as if it appeared automatically. Song Yu wanted to retreat as soon as he saw it. Originally, he was just faking a move. His target now has changed, that is Yin, there is no one else but him.

Song Yu's body swayed in the direction where Yin left, and An Yan used his ultimate move. He used his entire right fist to hit the rock wall, and with a rumble, deep cracks suddenly appeared on the ceiling, and then the entire wall collapsed.

The hard boulders and rubble blocked the way out. Then, taking advantage of the shaking, An Yan quickly changed his position. He stood in Song Yu's original position and then stepped back a few steps to distance himself from them, thus surrounding Song Yu and Ling Yi.

Su Ziling, take everyone and escape quickly.

Lin Nuan put away her smile and stared at San Er. As soon as they appeared, Lin Nuan knew that the plan had failed halfway. But facing a difficult enemy, if she didn't resist, she would die.

The fog instantly filled the entire passage and then dissipated in an instant.

"You guys really don't have a long memory." San Er withdrew his hand and dissipated the last trace of mist.

When it happened to her, she realized how bad it was. Lin Nuan suddenly remembered how San Er had dealt with Song Xinjun. Facing San Er and Liu Jiu, she really shouldn't have used the fighting method she was more familiar with before.

"Lin Nuan." Song Xinjun called her.

After Lin Nuan nodded, the wet swamp suddenly expanded, impacting San'er's dark pupils like a black hole. In an instant, a sharp chill appeared on his skin, and a chilly mist also floated up. San'er was slapped against the wall somehow, and the swamp caught him.

Water can seep into the swamp, and it can also cause fog to rise. But when the swamp and fog are mixed together, San Er can only avoid one of them. San Er heard the dull sound of bones hitting each other, and raised one eye to look at them. The cooperation between the two was very tacit, and it was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

"Three-two, are you okay?" Six-nine stood in front of him, resisting the incoming attack, but his hands and feet were also entangled. This time, it was the fog that caught him.

“Let’s go.” Lin Nuan grabbed Lin Bei with one hand.

With a clatter, the swamp fell to the ground. When San Er peeled off the mud that stuck to his body, Liu Jiu quietly dispelled the mist. In the passage, the blue light of pure energy shone particularly brightly. When faced with pure energy, the combined attack that Song Xinjun and Lin Nuan had practiced together was no longer useful.

"Next, it's our turn." Saner said.

The ice cones broke through the air and shot straight at them, like dense arrows that were too numerous to handle. The swamp that Song Xinjun had set up could not completely swallow it, and the layers of fog could not completely entangle it and tie it up in the air and then drop it to the ground. The sound of ice crystals breaking was heard repeatedly, but the fish that escaped the net still stretched out their claws to the two. Song Xinjun's left arm was scratched, and his sweater was stained with traces of blood. Lin Nuan dodged it and was safe.

"Come again." Liujiu said.

He didn't even need to signal San'er, the two of them attacked together again. In terms of tacit understanding, who could compare to him and San'er?

In this pitifully small space, they continued to consume each other with one move after another. As the battle line lengthened, blood began to flow from the wounds on Song Xinjun's chest and left arm.

Lin Nuan stared at Song Xinjun who was standing half a step in front of her and frowned. If she retreated, she would neither win nor escape. But the two people on the opposite side were shortening the distance between them with their attacks. Once they got close, she and Song Xinjun would face the situation of being suppressed by pure power again. So, Song Xinjun, you must hold on.

Song Xinjun hid his irregular breathing and gritted his teeth to endure. The abilities of these two people were definitely not on the same level as those he had dealt with before. He still clearly remembered what happened to them with Zero One. Now, he faced the two people in front of him. Although he was a little tired, for some reason, he always felt that they had not yet exerted their full strength.

“Don’t be distracted.” Lin Nuan said as she blocked the icicles for him.

The tug of war wore away Liujiu's patience bit by bit. He didn't understand why Saner was playing with them like a cat and mouse, teasing them and getting into a fight with them. He could have cooperated with Saner again, but when Liujiu saw Lin Nuan blocking the attack again, he rushed out without thinking.

Although he hated this place, it was his only refuge. Liu Jiu ran quickly and flexibly, breaking the long-distance confrontation between the two sides.

The swamp spread out on the ground, and the solid cement turned into a rotten cage. Liujiu sank into it and couldn't get out. Lin Nuan and Song Xinjun were not so easy to deal with. Saner observed from behind Liujiu that the fog had gathered and wanted to cover the swamp.

Without further ado, San Er Yi turned his hands. The pure power of the sword was fierce and intimidating. He ran with the long sword in his hand and swung it towards both sides of the rock wall. The broken rocks fell into the mud, and he jumped up and moved forward in a roundabout way. With two swishes, San Er Yi dispersed the approaching fog and successfully landed.

San Er appeared in front of the two men, like a ghost. He attacked Song Xinjun.

Wang Hai hid in a hidden corner. The fourth floor of the underground tower was the largest and most complex one. After taking Song Xinjun to the stairs, he hid here alone. It must be said that this place had an excellent view. As for the current battle situation, he could clearly see that Saner and Liujiu were joining hands to suppress Lin Nuan and Song Xinjun bit by bit.

Lin Nuan is very strong, Song Xinjun is also very strong. But they are much inferior to Saner and Liujiu who have the same abilities and pure abilities. Wang Hai is paying close attention to the situation in front of him. He sees that fool Liujiu rushing up.

Liujiu is not to be feared, his pure power is still at a low level, not enough to resist the ability to fight on a large scale. Whether it is fog or swamp. The person who really needs to be careful is Saner.

Saner rushed forward, and as expected, Saner's physical potential was no less than that of Zero One and Eleven.

Song Xinjun dodged left and right, and was beaten without any chance to fight back. Without the continuous injection of power, Liujiu quickly escaped from the swamp. Lin Nuan wanted to besiege Saner, but the escaped Liujiu did not give her a chance. The ice spikes came at her, and she was unable to take care of herself.

"You are going to lose." Yi Lingyi said as he stood aside with his arms folded.

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of losing. I'm just afraid that I haven't done what I should have done. Even if I die, I will find a way to take you out and turn this place upside down." Lin Nuan panted and repelled Liu Jiu's attack again.

At this moment, Wang Hai's terrified scream came from behind him. Lin Nuan turned around and saw the dazzling pure energy blade in Saner's hand raised high and chopped down.

"Song Xinjun!"

Lin Nuan was about to risk her life to attack, but Wang Hai stood in front of Song Xinjun, and blood splattered the next second. Song Xinjun pressed Wang Hai's wound helplessly, but blood continued to flow out through the gaps between his fingers. He pressed again with shaking hands, but still couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.

San Er looked at Wang Hai's pale face and realized who he had injured. He stood there with a pale face.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang!" Song Xinjun called him.

Wang Hai heard Song Xinjun crying and turned his gaze to look at him with difficulty, "Don't be sad... maybe it's fate that wants me to be buried here to... pay for my sins."

With just these words, Wang Hai lay in Song Xinjun's arms and gradually fell silent.

Wang Hai died. San'er woke up suddenly and quickly retreated to Liujiu.

Song Xinjun picked up the dead body of Wang Hai and placed it next to the rock wall, then ran forward. The swamp was about to explode, and he would not take a step back.

The blood was stuck to Su Ziling's hands and clothes, and the smell of blood made him feel uneasy.

"Brother, can you still hold on?"

"Hold on, don't look like you're going to die. Watch the road carefully." Yin put his arm on Su Ziling's shoulder and tilted his head to comfort him.

"Yeah." Su Ziling responded and walked slowly down with his brother.

"I'm fine, just walk faster. I'm afraid they've already met six-nine and three-two."

"Okay." Su Ziling lifted Yin's body. The stairs should be nearby.

"Found it." He was just about to walk over with Yin in his arms when the dull sound of a house collapsing came from behind him.

"An Yan is so strong, he will definitely be fine."

"I know." Su Ziling stepped onto the first step and walked down. Now he only hoped to get his brother out smoothly, live up to An Yan's trust, and get everyone out.