Just as the Tianlang battle was in full swing, in another battlefield, Chengyi stood on the back of a dragon, fighting against six strong men alone. Relying on the dragon's fast speed and powerful defense, he dashed left and right in mid-air, swimming
Drag and fight, the edge is strong!
A fighting master galloped from the ground and approached Chengyi. His whole body trembled suddenly, and there was a tearing sound. A blue bat wing covered with fine scales suddenly popped out from his back. It was shaken by the speed of the wind, and it directly lifted into the air.
, instantly close to Chengyi.
The long sword in his right hand rose high, and a round of green sword light phantoms circled around the blade and merged into the sword body. The green light on the long sword surged, exuding an awe-inspiring sharp aura, and penetrated towards Chengyi's back.
go!
Chengyi had just waved his spear to block another knight's attack, and suddenly felt the sharpness behind him. He turned to one side without hesitation to dodge the attack!
"Yao!"
The cyan blade rushed past the bright silver armor on Chengyi's side, immediately creating a string of fierce sparks and leaving a dazzling bloodstain on Chengyi's ribs.
The fighting master refused to let anyone take notice. After a missed blow, he stepped on the dragon's back with both feet and suddenly froze beside Chengyi. He held the sword in both hands and pulled it horizontally, intending to chop Chengyi across the chest!
But Chengyi's reaction was not slow at all. He suddenly turned sideways before the man could stop, and while avoiding the attack, he punched the fighting master hard on the back, sending him staggering away.
After suffering the loss, the fighting master didn't bother. He ran forward two steps, turned around and drew his sword without hesitation, slantingly held the shot of Lei Lie who was pursuing Chengyi, used the force to retreat quickly, and flew away with wings!
Just as Chengyi was about to raise his gun and pursue him, his expression became stern, and he suddenly raised his head. Above his head, a huge golden bell shone with golden light. With a sudden shock, a violent bell wave of golden light vibrated, causing the void to violently twist and surge forward!
"Roar!"
Before Chengyi could take action, Xiaolong suddenly raised his head and faced the surging bell wave, letting out a crazy roar. The roar of the dragon shook the sky and spread in all directions, directly shattering the bell wave.
Chengyi raised his spear, mixed with dragon power, and inspired a red-silver spear light several feet long. The force was so powerful that it directly lifted the golden bell into the air and hit a heavy-armored knight who was charging from the side.
!
Just when Chengyi neutralized the opponent's attack, the winged fighter flew back, but suddenly his whole body trembled, and a crystal blue frost spear penetrated from the back of the heart, dripping with tragic blood.
, revealing the chest!
Immediately afterwards, wind and snow surged around the person, and ice and snow spread crazily. In an instant, it was frozen into a human-shaped sculpture, and then suddenly shattered into countless frost fragments, falling to the sky!
In the distance, a mage wearing an ice-blue robe raised his staff, and the corners of his mouth raised an icy arc.
For them, there are no comrades in this battle, everyone is an enemy. As long as there is an opportunity, they will kill without hesitation. The fighting master with wings only shows a flaw and becomes the dead soul of others.
!
And it was precisely because these people were wary of each other that no one dared to attack with all their strength, and even continued to fight with each other. Chengyi and others were able to persevere under the attack of nearly forty people.
After all, these people are all fourth-level warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. If they share the same enemy, forty people versus six people, no matter how strong they are, they have no chance of winning!
The dissatisfaction between opponents is their greatest opportunity!
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On the ground, the fighting spirit roared wildly, galloping across the sky, making an iron rod roar into the wind, resisting the continuous attacks from all directions!
The dark iron rod in his hand attracted the most enemies to Wu Zhanhun. Thirteen monks surrounded him and attacked him fiercely. Powerful attacks poured out crazily, and violent energy residue swept across.
Flying sand and rocks flew wherever it passed, wreaking havoc on the valley floor!
However, although there are thirteen monks targeting the martial arts spirit, the situation becomes even more chaotic when the number of people increases!
Thirteen people gathered together, fearing each other and not daring to take action rashly.
It's just like when many people are trying to snatch the treasure, everyone wants to get it, but they are afraid of the attacks of others and don't dare to be the first to take action rashly.
At this time, thirteen strong men besieged Wu Zhanhun and wanted to kill Wu Zhanhun, but they were afraid of Wu Zhanhun. They were afraid that they would be injured by Wu Zhanhun when they took action, and they were even more afraid of being plotted by others.
It’s really not worth the gain!
After all, killing Wu Zhanhun is not the ultimate goal. You must preserve enough strength to have the power to fight for the final ownership of the Xuantie Rod!
As long as you reveal a flaw, these guys around you will definitely take action without hesitation!
No one is willing to sacrifice themselves to help others, so these thirteen strong men are not willing to attack Wu Zhanhun. Instead, they put more energy on guarding each other.
As a result, the pressure on the martial spirit was greatly reduced. A long stick danced in the wind, leaping and jumping among the crowd. While attacking, he used the enemy's body to cover his position. He was able to do so with ease for a while, and even let out a frivolous sound.
Howl, extremely arrogant!
"Hmph! Do you think I can't do anything to you by hiding far away? Watch your move!"
Wu Zhanhun let out a low shout, and his whole body surged with aura, forming a protective shield around him. He rushed out from a ball of rolling flames, swiped his long stick, and flew away with a whirling slash.
The black flying sword, with cold eyes, stared at a magician ten feet away!
After the words fell, golden light bloomed under Wu Zhanhun's feet. He took five steps in a row, and each step left a pattern of golden light on the ground, which seemed to have a mysterious meaning.
With every step he took, Wu Zhanhun's figure seemed to teleport. He suddenly disappeared from the previous position, and then suddenly flashed to a new foothold, as if in a dream!
After five steps, Wu Zhanhun's figure seemed like a phantom, passing directly through the obstacles of several strong men, approaching the red-robed mage, and raised his left hand into a sword, slashing it down hard!
Wu Zhanhun's movements were too sudden, breaking through numerous obstacles in an instant and spanning a distance of ten feet. The red-robed mage was completely unprepared.
"Oh my God! So fast!" Caught off guard, the mage's expression suddenly changed drastically. Before he could chant the magic, a red ruby on his robe suddenly flashed, creating a rugged barrier of rising flames in front of him.
"die!"
Wu Zhanhun struck down with the sword in his left hand, sharp and sharp, striking the barrier of flames fiercely, crushing the rugged barrier into pieces, and rushed through the broken fire shield.
, inserted directly into the mage's fragile body.
With a flick of his hand, the mage's body flew out, hit a boulder, and fell to the sky. On his chest, there was a shocking wound!
The death of the mage did not receive any mercy, but the astonishing explosive power of the martial spirit shocked everyone. The speed of the instantaneous explosion was simply astonishing!
A martial artist who was about fifty years old, when the martial arts spirit was just starting out, his face changed drastically, his eyes flickered, and he was confused: "This! This is the Seven Star Chasing Immortal Step! You can conquer the world within seven steps, you...
...You are indeed related to Liu Ye!"
"Oh? There are still people who know the stuff! Since you recognize it, let's stay today!" Wu Zhanhun raised his eyebrows and rushed back without hesitation, swinging his stick to face the martial artist.
The old martial artist snorted coldly, and gave Wu Zhanhun a hard blow, using his strength to retreat, his feet sliding on the ground in two smooth trajectories, and snorted coldly:
"So what if you know the Seven-Star Chasing Immortal Step? With your current cultivation level, taking five steps is the limit, right? Do you want to go against the sky with just one step? It's ridiculous, you will only die today!"
"Whether you're dead or not, you won't know until you fight!" Wu Zhanhun raised his brows and shouted in a deep voice. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and a sound broke through the air behind him. A winged man came roaring with a long-handled war hammer!
Beside him, a member of the Berserker Tribe was covered in blood. He held a battle ax and spun crazily into a bloody whirlwind, sweeping away countless gravels, crushing the ground, plowing out a deep ravine, and tearing it forward.
Even through the protective aura, the sharp energy still scratched Wu Zhanhun's face until it hurt!
Facing two equally fierce and powerful attacks, Wu Zhanhun did not panic at all. He leaned forward and suddenly fell to the ground, directly avoiding the war hammer attack of the winged man behind him.
At the same time, the martial spirit's right leg was filled with internal energy, and like a steel whip, it swept towards the lower body of the mad warrior!
The winged man missed the target, and originally wanted to hit the martial soul with a heavy hammer, but at this time, the revolving ax attack of the mad warriors was approaching, and he did not dare to hesitate at all, so he hurriedly flapped his wings and jumped into the air.
"boom!"
At the same time that the Winged Man was rising into the air, Wu Zhanhun's right leg hit the Kuezhan tribesman's legs heavily, kicking him so that his lower body was unstable. He let out a muffled groan and his spinning force suddenly became suffocated.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the winged warrior who flew into the air, and the thunder light shone on the war hammer in his hand. Without hesitation, it fell on the bloody whirlwind formed by the warrior, and the power of thunder surged crazily.
It moved, splitting the ground into pieces with a radius of several feet.
Suffering two consecutive blows, the rotation of the Berserker warrior suddenly stopped, and he suddenly took two steps back, leaving two vertical and horizontal cracks on the charred ground. His face changed in horror: "Damn it!"
As soon as the man's words came out, a violent wind suddenly rose up. In the turbulence of the cyclone, a huge storm suddenly took shape, and thick green wind blades were sharp and sharp, whistling and cutting!
This strong man from the Mad War Clan had no time to react and was directly cut by the sharp wind blades Ling Chi. Blood splattered in the air and he knelt down on the ground with a look of reluctance.
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In addition to the three Sirius men, the two giants are equally powerful and powerful, roaring to the sky. With their powerful bodies, they are baptized by spells and magic. Their spears, halberds and blades cut vertically and horizontally without dodging, and their battle axes and stone hammers dance in the wind, domineeringly.
stern!
The bodies of the giants are extremely powerful. As long as they are not in critical parts, even if they are not defensive, even if monks of the same level attack like crazy, they can sustain for a long time without being defeated.
This is the direction of their training! They gave up flexibility and chose strong strength and defense! If ordinary monks attack them a hundred times, they may not be fatal, but as long as they attack others once, it will be enough to break bones and tendons!
It can be said that under normal circumstances, the strength of a strong man from the giant clan is enough to defeat two strong men of the same level. It was precisely because of such a strong talent that they dared to enter the valley with seven people before, hoping to sweep away the Sirius
Wait for someone!
If Sirius hadn't happened to be carrying something like an explosive ballista, even if they wanted to defeat the seven giants, they would definitely have to pay a high price!
As for Hei Lie, he knew that his cultivation was limited, so he did not face the enemy alone. Instead, he waited under the two giants and used the cover of the two giants to protect himself. Once a monk was injured by the giants or knocked down,
Then he immediately chased after him and hit him with a finishing blow, killing him!
In a short period of time, although the bodies of the two giants were covered with wounds, two strong men had already died due to the combined efforts of Hei Lie and the two giants.