Qin Changan screamed miserably, endured the severe pain, and slapped his left hand forward, hitting the shoulder of Old Thief Li in front of him.
The huge repulsive force pushed his body backwards and flew backwards. Blood flowed from his chest and dyed the right side of his body red.
He was even more disgraced and his aura was confused. Although he quickly distanced himself, he also suffered a lot of trauma.
With the cooperation of thunder and sword energy, the power of either of the two offensives alone is enough for him to pay attention to, but now, with the cooperation of the two, it is difficult to resist with his current strength.
"Since he's not dead?"
Both Old Thief Li and the old man were a little surprised. Although it was their first time to cooperate, they were confident enough in their own moves.
This level of offensive was not able to kill him. Is this kid really tough?
"If you two don't take action, when I die, you will probably die more miserably than me."
Qin Changan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ziling and Gong Zhi who were standing behind him. The gap between the spiritual realm and the innate realm was not so easy to bridge.
Although I have killed strong men in the Spiritual Hero Realm before, the effect of the surprise attack was only when the latter were careless.
Once you get serious about it, one is fine, but two are a bit stretched.
What's more, there are four of them in front of you.
"Come again!"
Although Old Thief Li was surprised that Qin Changan was not dead, the fighting spirit burning in his eyes rose to a higher level again, and he rushed out again with his sword in hand, his broken clothes dancing in the strong wind.
“Find opportunities quickly!”
Qin Changan scolded angrily and rushed out with his long sword in hand.
The sword energy roared loudly and the sword energy was fierce. The two figures kept intertwining in the dense forest. The sword light and sword shadow flickered over a wide area.
The old man stood on the canopy of the tree, controlling the thunder and locking Qin Changan.
"Kill the old man first."
Zhao Ziling looked across the battlefield to the old man standing on the canopy of the tree, and then looked at the two strong men from the White Tiger Gang gathered not far from him.
After hesitating for a moment, he said coldly.
Their biggest support is Qin Changan. Only by liberating Qin Changan will they have a chance. The two fools of the White Tiger Gang are afraid that the old man and the sword cultivator will take advantage after resolving the battle, so they have been unwilling to take action.
This is their opportunity, seize this opportunity to kill one person first.
"You'd better position yourself more accurately. That old guy doesn't look like a simple character. If you don't succeed the first time, you won't be able to succeed the second time."
Gong Zhi's eyes were also on the old man, but he was not as optimistic as Zhao Ziling, but his eyes were solemn.
This old guy is usually extremely cautious. It seems that his attention is completely attracted by Qin Changan, but if there is a threat, he will respond immediately.
"You prepare and I'll deflect the attack. I don't believe he can react."
Zhao Ziling shook his head slightly, his Star Shift could move space.
Martial arts in space are extremely rare, extremely rare in number, and they can still span such a far distance in space.
He looked up at the thick dark clouds above his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved. His biggest weakness was that he had to connect with the stars when performing martial arts.
The bright starlight will expose their movements, but in order to block Qin Changan, the thick dark clouds created by this guy can completely block the starlight.
At the edge of the battlefield, the casual cultivators who had been watching outside the holy lake also gathered around, watching the thunder and violent sword energy falling in the distance.
There was a feeling of emotion deep in my heart.
"Third Senior Brother, it seems we are late, the tide of the Holy Lake has passed."
Among the crowd, Xue Jinqiu looked at the battlefield in the distance, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the numerous sword auras surging in the field, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Behind him was a young girl wearing a purple dress and a ponytail, looking curiously at the battlefield in the distance.
The thunder was mighty, and the sword energy flowed like an endless stream.
What a shocking battle scene. Is this a battle between strong men?
"It's not that we arrived late, but the tide of the Holy Lake has changed this time and is different from the past."
Xue Jinqiu looked at the figure dancing wildly in the distance holding a long knife, and the figure became more and more familiar to him, and gradually merged with the figure in his mind.
Qin Changan from the Northern Shrine?
Isn't that guy in Jingu City? Why does he appear here?
With his status, he shouldn't have to compete with casual cultivators for the treasures in the tide of the Holy Lake, right?
Could it be that I saw it wrong?
"Third Senior Brother, do you know the people there?"
The junior sister looked at Xue Jinqiu's frown, and her eyes lit up slightly. She liked to watch battles between strong men the most.
The thunderclouds in the distance are vast, and the energy of the sword can be felt sharp even from such a distance. If you can watch it up close, you may be able to learn a few tricks secretly.
"Maybe we know each other, but the distance is too far, so I'm not sure."
Xue Jinqiu shook his head. Theoretically speaking, Qin Changan should not appear here, but judging from the feeling of contact with him in the first place.
That guy is not a peaceful person, but he might come to Black Rock City for excitement.
"Then let's get closer. If it's really someone you know, we can help."
When the junior sister heard this, her eyes suddenly gleamed, she hugged Xue Jinqiu's arm, pulled him and rushed towards the battlefield.
"no!"
"That's a battlefield in the Spiritual Hero Realm. Don't worry about me. With your strength, if you get too close and get involved, what kind of accident will happen? How will I explain to the master then?"
Xue Jinqiu decisively refused, and deep down in his heart he rejected the possibility of Qin Changan. The last time he left Shengong City, that guy was only at the fifth level of the Xiantian realm.
The movement on the battlefield in front of them could clearly be seen as a melee between several powerful men in the Spiritual Hero Realm.
"Third Senior Brother, I am no longer a child. I am also a person in the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm. I still have the heart armor that my father gave me."
"Besides, we don't really want to join the war, we just want to see it up close."
The little junior sister held his arm and shook it gently, curled her lips and murmured softly.
"That's not OK!"
Xue Jinqiu's attitude was extremely determined.
Since the master has entrusted the little junior sister to him, he must not put the little junior sister in a dangerous environment.
No matter how many life-saving means are available, the danger itself cannot be ignored.
"Hmph, Xue Jinqiu, if you don't take me there today, I will go back immediately."
"And I want to tell dad that you abused me and asked him to tie you to a thunder pillar and let the thunder strike you for seventy-seven forty-nine days."
Seeing that Xue Jinqiu didn't let go, the junior sister stamped her right foot on the spot, snorted coldly, and threw away his arm.
He was about to leave with his mouth turned up, his cheeks bulged with anger, he put his hands on his hips and looked at Xue Jinqiu in front of him.