Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Time goes back ten breaths.

Go back to the battle between Zhao Lang and the Dog-Faced Man.

Zhao Lang's Dao techniques were endless and ever-changing, constantly constructing defenses and traps.

However, the Dog-Faced Man used his strength to overpower Zhao Lang, charging straight ahead.

When he encountered a stone wall, he smashed through it. When he encountered a vine snake, he tore it apart.

Relying on his cultivation and overwhelming force, the Dog-Faced Man left no room for Zhao Lang.

This kind of response was undoubtedly cunning, especially since he also controlled the souls of evil dogs to surround and cut off Zhao Lang's escape route.

This was a skill that only a strong warrior who had fought on the brink of life and death for many years could possess.

Facing such a cunning opponent, Zhao Lang remained calm.

Only by staying calm could he find the increasingly elusive opportunity.

The pressure brought by a powerful enemy forced him to use all his knowledge and skills to the extreme.

He had never released his Dao techniques so quickly and perfectly before.

Because he had no choice.

If he was even a moment too slow or made a single mistake, he could die.

And that would directly lead to the collapse of the entire city defense force.

The absolute gap in cultivation represented that he had no room for error.

For a cultivator, being trapped at the threshold of the heavens and earth was a very painful thing. And not being able to see the threshold of the heavens and earth for a long time drove many cultivators crazy every year.

With his strong mental resilience, Zhao Lang endured this hardship.

Since it was difficult to advance in cultivation, he focused on his techniques.

Using drops of sweat, he forged a different kind of strength.

Within the entire Zhuang Kingdom, from the Daoist temples to the military, he had almost mastered all the basic Dao techniques that could be learned.

Relying on these basic Dao techniques that were not highly valued by many people, he managed to hold on against a peak Soaring Dragon Realm expert.

He had reached his limit.

He knew he had reached his limit.

The complex and ever-changing system of Dao techniques had always been his trademark. By constantly switching between different combinations of Dao techniques in battle, he knew his own situation better than the Dog-Faced Man.

Once the intricate connection of Dao techniques was adapted to, the battle would basically be over.

And judging from the Dog-Faced Man's increasingly calm advances, that moment was about to come.

But Zhao Lang's expression remained unchanged.

He could only stay calm.

Facing the raging and biting souls of evil dogs, facing the approaching Dog-Faced Man.

Zhao Lang crossed his right hand over his left hand and extended only his left pinky finger. Then he squatted down and pressed that pinky finger against the ground!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the rumbling sound of the spreading disaster, walls of stone extended in all directions, separating the Dog-Faced Man and the evil dog souls.

This was a Dao technique he had created himself—the Stone Wall Maze.

He had already set up the anchor points for this technique in the previous battle. And now, it suddenly activated, instantly dividing the battlefield and eliminating the imminent crisis.

"Not bad Dao technique. If you are allowed to grow, you might become a threat in the future," the Dog-Faced Man said in a hoarse voice. "But... you are too weak now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth wide and roared!

A pitch-black soul dog with eyes as dark as ink leaped out from behind him, as if tearing through the boundary between yin and yang. It was small in size but terrifying in strength. With just one charge, it shattered all the stone walls within its range!

Due to his cultivation level, the stone walls themselves were not strong enough, which was the biggest problem with this Dao technique.

In a battle against someone of the same level, Zhao Lang could rely on quick replenishment to complete the transformation. But facing a strong warrior like the Dog-Faced Man, he simply didn't have time to replenish.

However, he didn't expect this Dao technique to be able to trap a Soaring Dragon Realm expert.

As the stone walls crumbled, the Dog-Faced Man's gaze narrowed.

Because he didn't see Zhao Lang's figure in the original spot.

Zhao Lang had disappeared!

Where could he be?

The Dog-Faced Man leaped into the air and charged straight towards the expanding crack in the ground.

He firmly believed that Zhao Lang couldn't have escaped right under his nose.

So the only hiding place here was this crack in the ground.

From where the Dog-Faced Man was to the crack, it didn't even take a breath of time. But in order to guard against sneak attacks, he slowed down and increased his vigilance, taking two breaths of time.

He would never give this kid a chance.

In the gradually widening crack, on top of the rolling magma, he indeed saw that slippery kid.

At that moment, several vine snakes intertwined and spanned the crack. Zhao Lang, the deputy commander of the city defense force, stood on the vine snakes, his hands forming seals.

And his target was surprisingly the battlefield of Fang Dahuzi and the Rat-Faced Man!

Countless vine snakes sprouted from under Fang Dahuzi's feet, quickly entangling and forming a solid barrier. They blocked the fierce attack of the Rat-Faced Man!

Controlling the battle situation like this was both astonishing and infuriating for his opponents.

"Seeking death!" The Dog-Faced Man suddenly became furious. This ant-like kid dared to be distracted in their battle!This is a blatant insult to him.

Who knows how the Rat Bone Finger will arrange him.

The Dog Bone Face was furious, and his Dao Yuan surged.

The surging power pushed the approaching evil dog souls away.

And he pounced down.

Boom!

The magma under Zhao Lang's feet suddenly surged up.

This is undoubtedly his desperate move.

Looking at Zhao Lang's calm eyes, the Dog Bone Face suddenly felt a chill. He certainly didn't want to die with Zhao Lang, so he immediately stopped his figure and leaped out of the crack in the ground.

Before the magma erupted, Zhao Lang followed closely behind and landed on the other side of the crack.

"Roar!"

The Dog Bone Face was not unprepared. The Pluto Hound on the other side of the crack had been preparing for a long time.

At this moment, it happened to collide with Zhao Lang, and with just one bite, it bit off half of Zhao Lang's thigh!

The erupting magma lost its support and quickly fell down.

The Dog Bone Face had already passed through the crack in an instant and approached Zhao Lang. With a half-squatting posture, he raised his palm like a knife and stabbed it directly into Zhao Lang's heart.

But just as he pierced through his opponent's heart and extinguished his vitality, he felt a weak Dao Yuan fluctuation.

This dying kid... he's still using Dao techniques!

And the target... is not himself.

The Dog Bone Face suddenly turned around!

He happened to see the wonderful Stone Wall Art, which bound the unsuspecting Snake Bone Face.

He also saw Wei Yan making a decisive move and thrusting forward with his knife.

From the beginning, from the beginning, he understood that he had no chance of defeating his opponent. But he still had the possibility of creating opportunities for the other two people with his precise grasp of the situation!

The Dog Bone Face wanted to kill a mere Tongtian Realm cultivator without getting injured.

This was his only space for maneuvering.

And he grasped it so fully and perfectly.

...

When the Dog Bone Face rushed to the Snake Bone Face to sacrifice himself, he didn't think about anything.

In that life-or-death situation, there was no time to think about anything. The instinctive choice to change positions was purely subconscious.

He himself didn't understand what kind of emotion it was that actually stifled his instinct to survive.

But the Snake Bone Face survived.

The Snake Bone Face survived.

Although his vital organs were pierced, he didn't feel any pain.

The last look he left her was very gentle.

The Dog Bone Face sacrificed himself to save her, and the Snake Bone Face escaped death.

Life and death had long been commonplace for her, but she had never been so furious and heartbroken.

The surging Dao Yuan shattered the stone wall, and she threw herself at Wei Yan without reservation, determined to fight with her life this time.

But Wei Yan, who had just been full of momentum and killing intent, hesitated and retreated without hesitation.

What did he want to do?

Was there a trap? Did he want to turn the tables?

The Snake Bone Face, who had just escaped death, was surprised and involuntarily slowed down.

...

Now let's talk about Zhao Lang's sudden appearance of the Vine Snake Binding Wall, which perfectly blocked the fatal blow aimed at Fang Dahuzi.

But to be accurate, it shouldn't be called a "fatal blow" anymore.

Because with Fang Dahuzi's current injuries, he should have already died.

He had fatal injuries all over his body, but he was still alive.

He was still fighting.

So much so that the Rat Bone Face couldn't figure out how he was holding on.

A vine snake binding wall was nothing, what the Rat Bone Face cared about was the meaning it represented.

He glanced disdainfully at the Dog Bone Face.

Facing a mere Tongtian Realm cultivator, he could still make the other party free up his hands. The more he lived, the more he regressed.

He thought coldly, and with a punch, he shattered the vine snake binding wall.

Just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly felt a tightness on his body.

Fang Dahuzi hugged him in an extremely intimate posture!

Struggling on the verge of death!

Such contemptuous thoughts flashed through the Rat Bone Face's mind, and a layer of black mist overflowed from his body, forming a thin layer on his body.

It was a Soul Armor.

In this extreme close combat, he naturally had to ensure his safety first and prevent the opponent from having any self-destructive means.

But Fang Dahuzi's strong arms only trembled, and all the remaining Dao Yuan in his body poured into these two arms.

Boom!

He completely gave up defense and chose to shatter the Rat Bone Face's Soul Armor!

Why?

What's the meaning of this?

The Rat Bone Face had just thought of this question when he heard a sharp whistling sound.

It was the sound of the Fast Snow Blade carrying the coiled Snake Trust Sword, rushing towards him at high speed.Wei Yan's previous sword swing was not random, but a purposeful and conscious insertion into this battlefield!

Relying on Zhao Lang's vine snake entanglement, the bearded man who had been with him for many years managed to grab the rat-bone-faced man. He then shattered his defense and crashed into Wei Yan's Quick Snow Sword together!

Hiss!

That was the sound of a long sword cutting into flesh.

The rat-bone-faced man was spitting blood, and he could also feel the bearded man's blood spraying on him.

"How could I possibly be injured in such a favorable situation? This is absurd..."

He stirred his Dao Yuan, intending to shake off the bearded man.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly arrived and landed behind him.

Wei Yan gripped the hilt of the Quick Snow Sword, his Dao Yuan raging.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

It was as if endless snowflakes were exploding.

The snow in the sky was the light of the sword.

The endless sword light exploded inside the rat-bone-faced man's body, cutting him and the bearded man into countless pieces of flesh.

Pieces of flesh fell, and blood was scattered.

It was unclear which piece of flesh belonged to the bearded man and which piece belonged to the rat-bone-faced man.

All of this happened so suddenly. The snake letter sword was shot out and was quickly caught by the snake-bone-faced man who was chasing after it.

But the rat-bone-faced man was already dead in battle.

Wei Yan held his sword and turned around, staring straight at this man.

Pieces of flesh and blood fell on him, making him look like a ghoul.

But he didn't notice at all.

There was only one opponent left.

This was the final battle in the City Guard Camp.