Seeing that Cui Fujun and King Shura were fighting so hard that it was hard to tell the winner for a while, Ye Qianxing couldn't help but feel worried.
Now all his hopes can only be placed on Cui Fujun. If Cui Fujun is not the opponent of King Shura, then there is really no way.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, all Ye Qianxing could do was to speed up his recovery from his injuries.
This way, if something unexpected happens midway, you can react when you are back in peak condition.
On the other side, Zhou Lang and others, who were resisting the strong men of the Shura tribe, were also caught in a fierce battle.
After all, Zhou Lang and Silly Diao are just entering the imperial realm for the first time. Although they have their own methods, they are quite strong among their peers.
But these Shura clan strongmen are not weak either. Not only are they numerous, they are also very strong.
There are even several strong men at the seventh or eighth level of the emperor level among them.
Soon, they fell into a clear disadvantage.
It was only with the help of Xiao Taixu and Xiao Kun that he could barely hold on.
After the young monk killed the female Shura in the demigod realm, he wanted to support them, but soon two more strong men in the demigod realm emerged from the Shura clan.
The little monk was entangled.
Fortunately, the young monk's combat power is considered strong among the same level, so with the cooperation of two strong men in the semi-god realm, there will not be any danger.
By this time, Ye Qianxing¡¯s injuries had almost recovered.
He shouted towards Two Hundred and Five.
"You come here to protect Yingluo."
?? 250 needed to watch Cui Fujun's battle, which would increase his strength, so Ye Qianxing did not let him support him.
She just asked him to help take care of Yingluo, and then ran towards the little monk.
"Brother, I can deal with these two. You hurry up and support Brother Long and Brother Kun."
The little monk said quickly.
Ye Qianxing looked at the situation and found that indeed, although the young monk could not defeat the two Shura strong men in the semi-god realm for a while.
But it seems to be easy and there will be no danger in a short period of time.
On the contrary, the danger on the other side is greater.
So Ye Qianxing ran towards Zhou Lang and the others without hesitating for too long.
"Huhuhu"
After killing three Shura warriors in the early stages of Emperor level in a row, Zhou Lang felt obviously exhausted.
The state of the unity of man and sword has long since ceased, and the combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.
At this time, two emperor-level Shura tribesmen and a dozen emperor-level Shura tribe strongmen came towards Zhou Lang.
"This guy has killed several of our brothers, we must not let him go!"
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
Those strong men from the Shura clan started shouting.
Facing these many strong men, although Zhou Lang's face was pale due to lack of physical strength, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
On the contrary, it is full of fighting spirit and killing intent.
"come!"
"Killing one is enough to earn money, killing two is enough to earn money. If you have the guts, come together!"
Zhou Lang held the sword in his hand, pointed at the strong men of the Shura clan, and roared angrily.
As soon as this momentum came out, even though the strong men of the Shura clan knew that he was at the end of his strength, they still couldn't help but feel fear and fear in their hearts.
"What are you afraid of? He is already dying. He is just pretending. Come with me and kill him. Lord Shura King will definitely reward you!"
Finally, one of the Shura clan strongmen with the third level of emperor roared.
He was the first to bear the brunt and rushed towards Zhou Lang.
With the leader in the lead, those Shura strongmen behind will no longer be afraid.