"Kain Omiyaji, don't talk nonsense to him, our goal is Sumiko Nichi!"

When I heard that Beiyuan Nanfeng didn’t know if he should comment or be a rude or a ruthless person.

The prince named Jiaren's blood surged, his face turned red, and he looked like he was about to faint from high blood pressure on the spot.

A God chooses to say he is an atheist.

These are all nonsense!

He was about to continue to angrily denounce the Beiyuan Nanfeng, who came out of nowhere and caused great trouble to him.

But the Omiyaji who had just rushed towards Kitanohara Nanfeng, interrupted him.

He saw that Jiaren was very angry and understood that the longer he dragged it, the more variable he might have might appear.

After all, they face it.

But Sumiko Nichi!

So he made a quick decision, moved one step directly, bent his left arm to his chest, and then slapped his elbow with his right palm.

"rock."

The concrete under the foot of Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly arched without any warning, forming a small convex round bun. Then, the next second, a stone pillar as thick as a thigh broke through the concrete and rushed straight to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Swish!

Beiyuan Nanfeng twisted his wrist with his knife.

A cold light flashed.

The stone pillar broke violently, and the cutting surface was as smooth as a mirror.

But this was just the beginning, with more and more arches on the ground. As soon as Beiyuan Nanfeng took a step back, dozens of stone pillars broke through the concrete and rushed towards him.

Stone pillars interlaced.

He directly put the North Yuan Nanfeng in place.

This is not over yet.

After the Beiyuan Nanfeng was buckled, heavy earthen walls rose from the ground, inside and outside, forming a cube "earth house" that happened to be able to stand, directly locking up Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Through the encounter of Yuichiro Maruyama.

Confrontation with the just now.

The Omiyaji, who is trapped in Kitanohara Nanfeng now knows very well that the clergyman named Kitanohara Nanfeng in front of him has excellent close combat skills... or it is more terrifying.

This terrifying fighting ability can completely offset the gap caused by a large rank at the moment of close proximity. After all, one force can break ten.

If he wasn't on the island.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's terrifying close combat ability is nothing, it is not impossible to solve it, but on the island, he not only lowered a large rank, but also had no use of the authority brought by Mingjing level. It is not a good idea to be close to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

So this time he changed his strategy.

He didn't want to solve the problem, but chose to trap Beiyuan Nanfeng to prevent him from continuing to intervene.

I saw the north wind was trapped in the north.

Prince Jiaren also reacted, took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and raised the magma again.

The Hundred Days Ghost Longming in the distance saw this scene.

As if he was relayed, he suddenly raised his hands and turned his bow, aiming at King Jiaren Qing.

A light red and magnificent spirit rose from him, and his right arm bent and his bow was drawn.

"Crash!"

With the magnificent scene of the spirit escaping back, he let go of his fingers.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Prince Jiaren flipped his arm, covered Gouyu, and suddenly turned sideways.

The arrow flew over the back of his right hand, leaving a blood groove, and turned into a fire phoenix in the air.

Very gorgeous.

At the same time.

Prince Jiaren's right hand, which was scratched by an arrow, suddenly fell down weakly and slowly turned into black green, and then the black green green turned white gray, like the burning white gray on the paper, and gradually dissipating.

Prince Jiaren glanced at his right arm, showed a painful expression, and then turned his head and stared at the Hundred Ri Gui Longming in anger.

A great mute had already rushed to the Hundred-Day Gui Longming to stop him from lifting his bow again.

Discovered Prince Jiaren looking over.

A magnificent light red spirit appeared on the body of the Hundred Days Ghost. He dodged the attack of Omiyaji in a mess, and shouted at Kyohirashima beside him: "Go and smash that dirt house!"

"..." Kyoshihiroshima was stunned. He looked at the Tuya that trapped Kitana, Nanfeng, and then looked at the other four Omiyaji who were eyeing him, and they were almost crying.

Boss.

You tm think I am the north wind...

And just as he was crying and thinking about what to do.

Sudden.

puff!

A long knife and an arm broke through the thick earth wall and appeared outside the wall.

"You keep going!"

The Omiyaji who was trapped in the middle of the North Waste of the North and in his prime saw this scene, shouted loudly, then walked quickly, came to the "Duya", raised his right hand high, and a violent spirit lingered in it.

He aimed his hand knife at Beiyuan Nanfeng's wrist holding the knife and swung it down sharply.

Break!

There was a hint of ruthlessness on his face, and he felt that this blow was bound to be won!

Because the knife he waved was fast and fast, but silent.

He did not think that the north-north wind trapped inside could be sensed.

But this is just what he thought!

The hand knife breaks through the air.

Just when his sword covered with violent spirits was about to touch the wrist of Beiyuan Nanfeng.

A huge sound suddenly made on the thick earth wall on his side, and then an arm stretched out, squeezing his neck with lightning speed and swung him backwards.

Omiya Shi's face changed drastically, and he didn't wait for him to think of any solution to it.

There was a louder muffled sound from inside the earth wall, and a huge circular bulge suddenly arched into the earth wall.

Then the next second.

With a bang.

The broken pieces of soil shot out.

"Are you kids? Still playing with mud?"

Kitahara Nanfeng pinched the neck of the young man Damijiji with one hand and walked out slowly. He held a knife in his other hand and shook the dirt on his shoulder. After twisting his wrist, he directly stabbed the forehead of the young man Damijiji!

Bang!

The middle-aged man Omiyaji, who was strangled by his neck, looked purple and blue. He forced his breath to raise his hands, held the blade that stabbed him tightly, and shouted: "Takano Omiyajiji!"

The moment he yelled out.

Standing behind Prince Jiaren, he was named Takano Omiya Shiichika, immediately raised his hands, spread his five fingers, and slammed his palms together.

"read!"

A strange rhythm came from around Beiyuan Nanfeng, and the ubiquitous air suddenly began to compress in the direction where Beiyuan Nanfeng was, squeezing him.

In the distance, Takano Omiyaji pressed his palms together.

The force of squeezing is getting heavier and heavier.

Click.

The north Yuan south wind lowered his head, his knees bent slightly, and his bones made a muffled sound.

Breathing becomes rapid, too.

But the next moment.

Kitahara Nanfeng slowly raised his head with the force of the squeeze, and looked at the Takano Omiyaji.

In the distance, Takano Omiyaji, who had his hands folded, suddenly saw red light radiating in the corners of Kitahara Nanfeng's eyes, and eyes that seemed to condense into substantial anger. He suddenly trembled involuntarily, and for a moment of panic.

Then.

Before he could react.
To be continued...