As Bai Xiangbing issued an order, the heavy cavalry on both sides of the attacking phalanx immediately reacted, pulled out a javelin from behind and threw it into the city. As soon as the javelin landed, bursts of thick white mist immediately emerged. This attacking phalanx
I immediately entered the misty city.
Bai Xiangbing watched the square array that once shocked Europe successfully rushed into the Bicheng under the cover of the rich water mist. These water mists were naturally the water-attribute energy stored by the small attribute seal talisman, mixed into the fire.
Under the attributes, it successfully turned into water mist.
"It seems that there is no problem." Bai Xiangbing looked at his right hand that had just activated the extremely flame cracking bullet. A hot fire-attribute spiritual energy condensed in the palm of his palm, forming a fiery red ball shape that kept rotating during compression and rotation. He looked at this inadequate
Bai Xiangbing said helplessly with the ball the size of a palm: "No matter how you look at it, how many times you look at it, you have a very visual feeling that looks like the Spirocane?"
This spiritual skill was taught by the girl Dongfang Yaomeng. Well, to be precise, it should be from the girl's "The Great Heavenly Evil Tiger Sutra". At the beginning, Bai Xiangbing naturally shouted out the three words "Rusuen Wan". Listen to Dongfang
Yao Meng said that after this extremely flame cracking bomb was refined, it could be fired. When Bai Xiangbing said, "Is it the tailed beast jade or the turtle school Qigong wave after it is launched?"
In the air, two figures stuck and separated. Everyone with sharp eyes was sweating for the two. One was holding two iron folding fans, one was holding two scimitars, and Zhang Qi, who was holding two swords, was emitting a formation on her body.
The formation of green light, the woman in the green skirt opposite him stood out of thin air, and the two of them relied on their own cultivation to stagnate.
"What is your attribute and why can't you tell it?" Zhang Qi asked.
"Feng." Mo Qianluo was as plain as ever: "I am different from you, you can't see my attributes being released."
"This is impossible. There is no such technique in the entire spiritual world!" Zhang Qi said.
"It doesn't mean you haven't seen it before." Mo Qianluo appeared in front of Zhang Qi with a sprint, and the iron folding fan in his hand slashed towards Zhang Qi's neck.
Zhang Qi and Mo Qianluo fought for one or two rounds and the two of them dispersed in a tacit understanding. Zhang Qi looked at the broken Bicheng and said viciously: "Good method, I actually cheated me away. I don't kill me.
You're done!"
"You can do it yourself," Mo Qianluo's voice couldn't hear any turbulence: "I have heard these ruthless words in your Beimeng's mouths, but unfortunately none of them were successful."
"You have the face to say that I will kill you today and avenge the dead brothers in the North League!" Zhang Qi said.
"I remember not from the Northern League, but from the royal family." Mo Qianluo said: "I'll say the same thing, I can do it."
After saying that, the two of them fought each other a few times again.
Both of them are known for their speed, but it seems that Zhang Qi's understanding is not high enough.
Bai Xiangbing's left fist was rotated inward, and he pushed a soldier's sword away and stuck it upwards. His right fist punched from right to left to hit the soldier. The hidden force of Tai Chi exploded, and the soldier was rewarded with an elbow.
He lowered his fist and vomited blood directly backwards.
Then another soldier was hung with Bai Xiangbing's hand holding the sword, and he put it in his chest with a secret force, and flew backwards.
Relying on Tai Chi, in this narrow alley, facing the encirclement of a group of soldiers, he was still at ease. Looking at the large number of soldiers, Bai Xiangbing couldn't help but envy Dongfang Yaomeng, and with her power to subdue ten times.
Even if you don’t use bloodthirsty, you don’t use spiritual skills, just swing the giant meteorite sword, you will fall one by one.
Bai Xiangbing inserted his sword into the ground, and the ice-attributed spiritual energy flowed along the sword to the ground, quickly covering the ground and immediately released it. The soldiers who had surrendered in the past quickly formed as soon as they entered the range.
A layer of ice, everything was like pressing the stop button, and it was frozen to death under the ice.
"Huh...this method is expensive."
The magic stone flashed, and a pill was thrown directly into the mouth. The pill at the entrance immediately turned into a warm current and directly injected into the lower abdomen. The consumed spiritual energy gradually recovered.
As the spiritual energy recovered, his figure flashed, leaving only snow-white feathers on the ground. As for the man, he had long disappeared.
Bai Xiangbing, who was squirting thousands of wings, looked in the air at the copycat Alexander formation that crushed the avenue in the Bicheng City like a tank, and some light cavalrymen were responsible for entering the fork in the city, relying on the speed of the horse and
Those copycat flash bombs and copycat smoke bombs made with small attribute seals rushed left and right. As for the crossbowmen, they had already shot the soldiers on the city tower and followed them into the city.
"It's just Qianluo's place now, but there's still some trouble," Bai Xiangbing waited until the spiritual energy on the sword in his hand reached its extreme, lifting the space barrier, and flew towards Zhang Qi quickly like an arrow from the string.
Mo Qianluo, who was dancing in the sky, danced gracefully, and the blue butterflies also took shape. With a beautiful turn, the folding fan in his hand was swung out, and the blue butterflies also followed.
The rapid dance and flying away, with the beauty and magnificence hidden murderous intent, which is the characteristic of Yule Villa.
Just as Zhang Qi quickly used his body skills to escape, he swung several swords from time to time, trying to completely disperse these beautiful blue butterflies with outstanding penetration.
"You better not move."
At this moment, the Hanbing, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, immediately launched the attack.
Zhang Qi, who was fleeing in the air and counterattacking several times from time to time, felt the deadly cold air behind her, and couldn't help but turn around and just turn around. If she didn't hold two swords, she wouldn't be able to block both sides.
"Why struggle?"
Bai Xiangbing flew towards Zhang Qi with the replica spire ball - the extremely flame cracking bomb. Just now, after Zhang Qi dispersed the "Cold Ice Crack", there was still some smoke, which just happened to cover this surprise attack.
Before her eyes blinked, Mo Qianluo, who had traveled to the butterfly flashing step, appeared behind Zhang Qi, leaving only two or three faint afterimages along the way. Zhang Qi turned around quickly at a speed she had never seen before.
A sword slashed at Mo Qianluo who suddenly appeared behind him. As soon as the sword slashed, blood immediately appeared. However, Mo Qianluo in front of him dissipated like fog.
Looking at the blood that was soaring, I felt the severe pain from my body. An iron folding fan was like a sharp blade, piercing Zhang Qi's body directly.
"You..." Zhang Qi said: "You... your...speed... is indeed very fast..."
Mo Qianluo said lightly: "What I use has exceeded the scope of spiritual skills used by people, it is an immortal spell."
"Is that true..." Zhang Qi raised a gratified smile: "People... should not fight with... gods and immortals, and go against the sky... will be punished by heaven... If... it is... the magic of immortals, then I, Zhang Qi...
...It's not unfair to die..."
Zhang Qi used his last strength to pull out the folding fan that Mo Qianluo had inserted on his body, and his body fell to the ground. The short sword in his hand cut off his neck and died of suicide.
"Even if I, Zhang Qi, die, I will not die in the hands of others!"
As this last words disappeared into the sky, Zhang Qi also fell to the ground, and the blood dyed the flag that had fallen on the ground and was already broken.