bad, i'm a fool

The blue light prison is like a huge target standing on the ground, and the purple electric traces in the air are like light arrows shooting towards the target.

From top to bottom, it fell like a meteor.

The ink-colored wings vibrated the air in the air, and Han Dongwen held his spear horizontally in mid-air. He had already held Liu Cheng's collar in his left hand, and raised his hand to throw him out.

"Do what you can."

Liu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Han Dongwen with a solemn tone.

"Don't worry, my lord." Han Dongwen nodded.

Liu Cheng stopped talking, stretched out his hand to touch the dagger pinned to Han Dongwen's waist, pulled out the handle of the dagger a few inches, wiped his finger on the blade, and drew a bloodstain, and then quickly smeared some blood on Han Dongwen's lapel. Down.

"Ma Liang Creation·Blood Clothes!"

His voice was serious and cautious. In the next second, Liu Cheng leaned back, raised his leg and kicked Han Dongwen's chest, and fell down.

"Help me—!"

Liu Cheng pretended to shout loudly, and let himself fall to the ground. There were already cloud-like flower petals gathering towards him in the air, ready to support him.

Han Dongwen didn't even look at him, he turned his head to look at the shadow of the gun falling rapidly in the sky, and the black wings behind him swung a whirlwind, pushing him straight up.

The distance between Dianguang and Han Dongwen quickly narrowed, and in the field of vision of the No. [-] machine, a familiar name and the status bar had already lit up.

[Yang Facai-Big Banner Gate-Holding the Banner]
"You're courting death! You—"

The speed of the lightning falling was too fast, and when Han Dongwen heard Yang Facai's angry shout, the tip of his spear was already close in front of him.

He could already see Yang Facai's face, he could see the coldness and cruelty of this businessman who used to treat others with a smile in Jianhai Building, when he held a fierce soldier in his hand.

The Mingshui spear in Han Dongwen's hand swept across and hit the barrel of the spear in Yang Facai's hand - the needle point against the wheat awn was just a contest like horns, and the most important thing right now was to interrupt Yang Facai's actions.

"Tally's Monument of Lamentation!"

"The Temperance Oracle!"

The sound of the skill activation sounded, and the pale light that belonged to the Catholic Church bloomed under the cover of purple electric light. Han Dongwen's whole body lit up the candlelight of Guangzhu again, as if he had activated all his damage reduction skills, completely tormented. Shelling went up.

The night sky was about to be turned into day by these two rays of light. After a sharp loud noise, it seemed that the entire world fell into a brief silence.

Then, with Han Dongwen and Yang Facai as the center, an invisible wave of air violently oscillated.

First there was the collision of light, followed by the belated sound.

"Om-!"

It was no longer the crisp sound of metal and stone colliding, but the hum of the impact shaking the atmosphere.

"Obtain negative status - three-way gun array, displacement skill seal! (From: Yang Churan)"

"Acquire negative status-Poyun, reduced armor, reduced resistance to spells, and reduced maximum health! (From: Yang Churan)"

"Obtain the negative state - Kaishan. When the status continues, damage from all sources will automatically trigger the mountain opening damage, causing huge physical damage! (From: Yang Facai) (God-level special attack)"

"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 was reduced)"

……

After stepping into Yang Churan's gun array, several prompts popped up at the speed of light, and the battle log of the first machine immediately jumped out of the damage information like swiping the screen.

The tip of the spear in Yang Facai's hand was like a cutting head vibrating at high frequency, rapidly causing damage to the stele on the surface of Han Dongwen's body.

The light casting candles around him were quickly extinguished as if in a strong wind, and then, those once extremely reliable cross monuments in front of him suddenly shattered.

"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 was reduced)"

"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 was reduced)"

Under such high-frequency damage, in just a moment, the number of damage reductions of the temperance oracle has been exhausted, and as the time limit of the lamenting monument expires, the damage suffered by the No. [-] machine has almost increased rapidly.

Without the blessing of these damage-reduction skills, such high-frequency high-injury, unavoidable and unstoppable, I'm afraid he would be able to give him a second in no time.

But in Han Dongwen's current state, even with the damage reduction skills, his health has bottomed out.

Another three or four times the damage from the spear in Yang Facai's hand popped out, and Han Dongwen's health dropped like a waterfall.

1768 (-1348)

420 (-1348)

0!

The moment the number of health points returned to zero, the pale monuments and candles surrounding Han Dongwen's body were all blown up by fans!
"Acquired status: Ma Liang's Creation·Blood Clothes, the maximum HP is increased when dying! (From: Liu Cheng)"

A prompt popped up, and a burst of red light lit up on Han Dongwen's chest, barely enveloping him in it, and pulling a few steps away from Yang Facai's spearhead.

Han Dongwen's blood bar was already empty, but a thin blood strip was also stretched out by the red light.

This is the life-saving skill left by Liu Cheng to Han Dongwen, and the trigger of the blood coat means that he has stopped here.

However, the lightning of the spear in Yang Facai's hand was still in full bloom, and Han Dongwen had not blocked all its power with his body.

How can the damage of this bullshit gun array be so brutal?
"Get out!"

A childish cry came from under Han Dongwen, and Liu Cheng knew without thinking that Han Dongwen could not withstand the full power of Yang Facai's blow, and told him to retreat and find another plan.

To retreat means to give up quaintness.

That is to give up breaking into the bloody port, let Daqimen kill Gu Ya as a witness, and once again hold the title of defending Haizhou Port in his hands, what kind of trouble will it bring to clean up Daqimen?
That is to say, give up the clues and materials about Emperor Xuegang ascending to the rank of gods that were finally sniffed out?

Without Han Dongwen's obstruction, Yang Facai's figure once again gathered majestic lightning, Gu Ya, who was about to fall to the ground like a comet.

"No."

Han Dongwen clenched the spear tightly, and said softly.

The brilliance of the black wings behind him faded away, and the whole person fell freely in mid-air.

The first machine is just a human puppet, and what Han Dongwen is most reluctant to bear is the Temperance Knight Odu, who is too easy to use.

But compared to Gu Ya and the progress that may be brought about behind her, it is an appropriate description to be reluctant to let the child not be tied to the wolf.

The lightning rushed downward like a comet, and the falling Han Dongwen was like a bird chasing a meteor, letting the air flow blow his white robe.

As the distance between Yang Facai and Gu Ya got closer, Han Dongwen's left hand reached for the dagger at his waist.

"Prayer Beacon."

As he was thinking silently in his heart, the dagger in his hand had already been thrown towards Gu Ya.

Pale lights lit up randomly, and after his figure flickered in the night sky for a moment, he disappeared into the distance and reappeared at the point of Yang Facai's gun, blocking him between Yang Facai and the ancient elegance on the ground.

"Three-way shooting: -13758!"

Han Dongwen's HP returned to zero again.

"Acquired status: Saintess Shield! (From: Han Dongwen)"