Doomsday Manor Owner

While resisting the flying sword surrounding him, Zhuang Lun was thinking in his mind why Lu Gang's flying sword was so powerful?

"Lu Gang has only three kinds of powers, physical strength, spiritual strength and true essence. I understand. It turns out that he blessed the spiritual strength and true essence on the flying sword at the same time."

"Yes, why didn't I expect that I could also bless my mental power on my weapon!"

Zhuang Lun's spiritual power broke out of his body and directly blessed him on the Pu sword in his hand. With one knife, he shook Lu Gang's flying sword back.

Seeing that this method was effective, Zhuang Lun was delighted and rushed towards Lu Gang.

Lu Gang is obviously good at long-range attacks and should not have much research on melee combat. As long as he can rush to his side, his flying sword will not have much room to move.

Looking at Zhuang Lun who was constantly approaching him, a cruel look flashed in Lu Gang's eyes.

Zhuang Lun kept moving forward, and the distance from Lu Gang was getting closer and closer. He split the flying sword with one knife. At this time, Zhuang Lun was only ten meters away from Lu Gang, and in just one moment, he could reach him.

"Go to die!" Zhuang Lun shouted loudly, rushed out in an instant, appeared in front of Lu Gang. The Park Knife in his hand cut through the air, trying to cut Lu Gang's neck.

"Hahaha, you're fooled, you're the one who deserves it!" Lu Gang suddenly laughed, and his hands pinched his fingers and more than a dozen long needles flew out of his arms.

These dozen long needles instantly pierced into Zhuang Lun's body, and Zhuang Lun's aura immediately weakened. Lu Gang's flying sword knocked Zhuang Lun and his sword away with a single blow.

"Zhuang Lun!"

"Zhuang Lun!"

"Are you okay?"

Ban Yunjia and Wu Jing's expressions instantly became nervous. Qiao Wenxin and the little loli also looked at Zhuang Lun with concern. Even Lu Yue, who was staying aside, blurted out his words about Zhuang Lun.

Only Sang Rong stood aside with a calm face, and seemed to care about Zhuang Lun's life or death.

"Is Zhuang Lun going to fail? Is that Lu Gang going to become our new city lord?"

"I wonder if this Lu Gang will change his original development plans after becoming the city lord?"

"Actually, Zhuang Lun is good to be our city lord, but a pity that his strength is not as good as Lu Gang!"

The mutants in the audience all began to sigh softly, worried that after taking office, the development plan set by Zhuang Lun would change.

But no one cares about Zhuang Lun's life or death. As long as the original development plan remains unchanged, what does it have to do with who is the city lord?

Zhuang Lun slowly stood up from the ground, his face full of shock. He could clearly sense the true energy in his body. However, the true energy seemed to be trapped and could not move at all, so the secret technique of increasing amplification could not be used.

Even his body was restricted. When he used a little too much force, he would have severe pain from more than a dozen places in his body.

Zhuang Lun's spiritual power broke out of his body. He wanted to pull out more than a dozen long needles in his body, but as soon as his spiritual power approached the long needle, it would be absorbed immediately.

"Don't waste your spiritual power in vain. Those dozen long needles are not dead at all, but a kind of alien insect, needle worm that I accidentally got."

Feeling the mental power emitted by Zhuang Lun. Lu Gang said with a relaxed smile.

These dozen needle insects are Lu Gang's biggest trump card. They were obtained by him accidentally in the remains of the Immortal Cultivation Civilization in Qingcheng Mountain. In cooperation with him, he obtained a set of methods to seal the true essence. As long as he uses it, it will definitely be a big kill.

trick.

"Zhuang Lun, you deserve to die! Only you are dead. This survival base belongs to mine!" Lu Gang looked at Zhuang Lun and smiled relaxedly.

"Swish"

The flying sword floating in front of Lu Gang turned into a white light and flew towards Zhuang Lun.

"clang"

Zhuang Lun's right arm quickly raised, blocking Lu Gang's flying sword, but the Park knife in his hand was hit by the flying sword, but the flying sword was also affected. Only a wound was left on his arm.

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Zhuang Lun's forehead. After moving just now, there were more than a dozen severe pains all over his body, causing his muscles to twitch.

"Ha. Not bad! You can resist my attack. You really don't want to die!"

While teasing, Lu Gang drove the flying sword again and flew towards Zhuang Lun, trying to penetrate his head.

Zhuang Lun blocked the flying sword again, but his forehead sweated more and his muscles twitched even harder, and even his body began to tremble.

"The more you move, the more the needleworms will twist, and the more painful you will be. It seems that you can't stand this time!"

Zhuang Lun tried his best to suppress the twitching of his muscles and stared at Lu Gang without showing any weakness.

The flying sword turned into white light again and flew towards Zhuang Lun's heart. Zhuang Lun once again struggled to avoid it, the needleworms in his body twisted even more severely, and the pain in his body also intensified again.

"You are really strong! But you can't escape the fate of death in the end. Why bother to suffer such great pain before death? Give up resistance!"

"If you want to kill me, just do it directly. Don't fool you." Zhuang Lun gasped, his body covered with sweat.

Zhuang Lun kept trying to find his body feeling, but the severe pain increased the difficulty of this matter.

"That feeling, that intuition similar to the sixth sense, come out quickly, come out quickly!"

Zhuang Lun kept roaring in his heart, but all he could feel was the feeling of incomparable pain in his body. As for the intuition of his body, he could not feel it anyway.

Although Lu Gang's attacks did not kill Zhuang Lun, he still left several wounds on him.

"Seeing that you are in such pain, I will be a good person and send you to death!" Lu Gang's face was cold, his hands were facing each other, and the flying sword kept rotating in his palms.

"go!"

The flying sword was like a fast-turning drill bit, tearing the air apart, making a sharp sound, and rushed to Zhuang Lun. The Park Knife, which Zhuang Lun was blocking in front of him, was knocked away by the rotating force carried by the flying sword.

Then the flying sword passed through Zhuang Lun's shoulder, leaving a blood hole as thick as an arm. This blow was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Zhuang Lun fell down with a bang, his body twitching constantly, and a severe pain came as a "bobo". Even the pain of the wound on his shoulder was far inferior to the pain caused by the dozen needle worms.

"Can't move anymore? Finally, I'm honest! Just watch the flying sword pierce into your head!"

Under Lu Gang's control, the flying sword slowly flew towards Zhuang Lun.

Looking at the flying sword that was approaching in front of him, Zhuang Lun's eyes felt a stinging pain, and a discomfortable feeling spread throughout his body. He felt that every part of his body wanted to move.

"No, Zhuang Lun, please avoid it!"

"Zhuang Lun, you promised me that I would come back alive!"

"No!"

Wu Jing and Ban Yunjia and the girls watched the flying sword fly towards Zhuang Lun who was lying on the ground and unable to move, with a look of pain on their faces and shouting loudly.

The flying sword was getting closer and closer. Looking at the sharp tip of the sword, Zhuang Lun's body became more and more uncomfortable.

"Move, move, move--" Zhuang Lun's face was exposed, and his heart kept roaring.

"Boom!"

Zhuang Lun felt a loud noise in his mind, and the feeling of discomfort in his body disappeared in an instant.

His body was completely under his control. With the feeling from his body, some muscles automatically contracted, and the movements of the dozen needleworms were immediately restricted.

At the same time, the cut off true energy in Zhuang Lun's body began to constantly impact the dozen needle insects with the cooperation of his body, temporarily suppressing them.

Zhuang Lun's body rolled and avoided the flying sword flying over.

"Do not, he dodged!"

"I knew that he wouldn't fail like this, he would definitely come back alive!"

Seeing Zhuang Lun avoiding Lu Gang's attack, Wu Jing and the others were all crying with joy, with confused tears on their smiling faces.

"You actually dodged it? You really can't beat Xiaoqiang! It seems that I'd better deal with you simply!"

Lu Gang's face turned cold, and the white light turned into a flying sword began to spread all over the field, constantly chasing Zhuang Lun.

Zhuang Lun always kept rolling around to avoid the attack of the flying sword. Although it seemed very embarrassed, it was much better than before and was not hit once.