Chapter 102 Fierce battle under the top of the red blood
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Bai Xiangbing had already dismantled dozens of moves against the man in black. His sword moves were gorgeous and his shooting skills were fierce. This man in black probably had been immersed in his shooting skills for most of his life. For a moment, even if Sanjiu Xuewu's sword skills were exquisite, he would have been. It is difficult to obtain a great offensive. On the other hand, Dongfang Yaomeng, with the abnormal strange power, fully utilized the four characters of explosive power aesthetics. The elder of the Sword Sect has already taken out his weapons. As the saying goes, the Sword Sect is a weapon of the Sword Sect. It is famous that the elder's weapon is actually a drill.
Bai Xiangling shouted sweetly, and inserted the sword in her hand into the ground, using the drawing of the ground as a prison. The green wood-attributed spiritual energy was injected into the ground through the sword body. A handprint was tied, and a green light appeared on the ground. When the sound of touching, one after another was full of A fat man's huge wooden stake broke out from the ground, and the green light surged, turning into a wooden prison.
"Haha, little sister, this is a bit of my sister's skills back then~"
The enchanting woman from the Tiger Elephant Sect said in a coquettish voice. After saying that, a blue wind-attributed spiritual power surrounded her side like a small whirlwind. A wind-attributed spiritual power quickly condensed in her palm, vaguely forming. It became a bird-shaped body, with a flick of its finger, and said, "The wind bird flashed."
"bump!"
As the woman's slender fingers bounced, the bird transformed by the wind-attributed spiritual power flashed through a green light and hit the wooden prison, making a blast sound, and the huge wooden prison cracked into cracks. Through the crack, you can clearly see the crystal clear ice cubes wrapped in it.
"What attribute is this!" The woman was shocked by the strange ice crystal in front of her. The original foolproof attack was blocked by this ice crystal. Because of this ice layer, the hardness of Mulao increased. few.
"You don't need to know," after saying that, the long sword swung lightly, and the green light flashed: "Green Wood Sword!" A handful of green wood-attributed spiritual swords appeared beside him, and then the green wood-attributed spiritual energy became The pale cold spiritual power, the long sword shook lightly, and several ice-attribute spiritual power swords were divided into several.
When the power was brewing to the extreme, the long sword was pressed, and the wooden sword and the ice sword intertwine, and the head and tail burst out: "Aoiumu Sword, Ice Blade!" Just when the sword blade was about to reach the wooden prison, the handprint was a Change: "Open!"
With a snap, the originally hard Muzhu opened a gap. The woman saw the opportunity and waved her hands, using powerful spiritual skills, intending to break free from the Muzhu's blockade.
"I think it's better for you to stay inside," Bai Xiangling said coldly, holding out her fair and slender hand: "Knot!"
Another bang made a sound, and Mulao closed again, Bai Xiangling snapped her fingers, the Qingmu sword and the Ice Blade in the Mulao suddenly shrank, and then suddenly grew bigger, the eyes of the woman who was locked in the Mulao The pupil shrank and said in a frustration: "How is this possible..." As the palms closed, the spiritual power surged.
"Thousands of magpies sing."
As the green spiritual power surged, it turned into birds and magpies, carrying the birds singing, and flew towards the surrounding spiritual power swords.
Bump...
The wooden priest with this ice attribute burst into pieces in the collision between the spiritual skills and the spirit skills. The broken wood and broken ice on the ground were standing there in the smoke and dust. Bai Xiangling raised her eyebrows. Paodi made a secret preparation for the prison again and said coldly: "Are you not dead yet?"
The dress of the woman with heavy makeup was very broken. The big snow-white pieces were exposed to the air. Her feet were bent and she fell to the ground with a thud. "Damn it," the woman lifted her hard.
He started and looked viciously at Bai Xiangling, who was wearing a white dress, black hair hanging down, and dreamy under the same body of Bingmu.
The woman accidentally saw that her body was covered with mud, and her eyes slowly opened in surprise: "Milt, mud..." The woman shook her body like crazy, and said in a scream in anger: "Ah-Milt, the most annoying thing
It's mud!" Looking at Bai Xiangling's eyes became more vicious and crazy.
"I'm going to ruin your face, I'm going to catch you in a cell and be raped to death!" the woman cursed loudly.
This woman has a cleanliness.
"Bing'er..." Bai Xiangling ignored the screaming woman at all, staring at the battlefield between Bai Xiangbing and Dongfang Yaomeng, and seemed to have no sound of the woman's roar.
During the sword and gun, sparks flashed. Bai Xiangbing had already made the Sanjiu Xuewu to the extreme, and it was difficult to obtain a large effective offensive. Instead, he was suppressed by the black-robed man who was used to Bai Xiangbing's sword technique. If it were not for the San.
Jiu Xuewu's exquisiteness has caused several blood holes to be poked out of her body.
Bai Xiangbing finally withdrew from the spear's blockade. The pale white cold fire on the sword had weakened a lot, his breathing was rapid, and sweat as big as beans fell to the ground.
"Junior, your swordsmanship is not weak and your secret techniques are not bad. If it weren't for insufficient control of spiritual power, I would have to retreat. What a pity. Remember, don't offend people casually in your next life." said the man in black robe.
Although the man in black robe also tried to suppress his breath as quickly as possible, he could not avoid Bai Xiangbing's spatial perception. Bai Xiangbing said, "You can't go there either. If you have poor acting skills, don't think you are Andy Lau," he smiled slightly:
Your acting skills are very poor, don’t pretend, you are not a movie star, you are just a movie star."
Hearing this, the man in the black robe froze slightly, Bai Xiangbing slowly closed his blue eyes by Bing's eyes and said with a smile: "My perception surprised you, right, you have told me the stiffness you just now.
Now.”
Looking at Bai Xiangbing's unfathomable smile, the man in black robe grabbed the golden dragon spear and injected it with powerful spiritual power, and stabbed Bai Xiangbing: "Stop pretending to be a god!"
Under the perception of the power of space, Bai Xiangbing didn't look at it with his eyes. He just slightly turned his side and dodged the spear, and said in his heart: "There's not much left, it's time to speed up."
"I see how long you can hide!" The man in black shouted coldly, and his shooting momentum suddenly changed. He originally just planned to hold Bai Xiangbing back, but Bai Xiangbing planned to take his life. If he had attacked like this from the beginning, Bai Xiangbing would be decisive.
I can't stand it, at least, that's what he thought.
"Do you think you can really get a little cold light first, and then the gun is like a dragon?" Bai Xiangbing pointed to the ground, and the thousand wings behind him flew into the air. After all, hand-to-hand combat is not what Bai Xiangbing is good at: "You are your chrysanthemum letter.
ah!"
When it was lifted to a certain height, Bai Xiangbing flipped backward like a fighter, mixed with thunder, and dived towards the ground. Just a few meters away from the ground, the pale cold fire on the three-foot sword in his hand suddenly shrank.
, mixed with the power of ice and fire, with a sword swing, a pale white flame that was more than one meter long suddenly broke away from the sword body and shot towards the ground.
"Ice and Fire? Cut the Empty!"
Dongfang Yaomeng, holding the tiger-patterned sword, waved the wide and thick sword in an extremely domineering way, for a moment, forcing Hong Qiu to retreat.
"Hungry-spin Tiger Sword!"
Bai Xiangling looked at the woman who was lying on the ground without any emotion, and cut her sword off and wiped her neck. The woman collapsed on the ground.
boom--
A mushroom cloud appeared on the top of the red blood. As the smoke dissipated, a big pit appeared in front of me. At the same time, a faint laugh sounded: "Hehe, Xiaoxiao is very strong. I thought it was those who like to stay there just now.
The old man who was in seclusion at home had a whim and came out to have a discussion."
Bai Xiangling looked at the figure in the smoke and murmured: "It's a big trouble now... Or, just tell Bing'er to leave quickly, Bing'er, there is only one."