Lai Songyi stared at the people in front of him in a sinister gaze, and had already planned to find a chance to give them a fierce one, and he could not know it.
Just when she reveried, Lin Weibang and Wu Xiu and Qian Kun had already faced it. In an instant, the entire venue was filled with three monstrous war.
The strong power and the environment that the spirit is under the surrounding environment has formed a visible gloomy gas field. Lai Songyi and others feel some difficulties when walking.
At present, Lai Songyi only feels that the strength of Qian Kun and Lin Weimang is very strong. Therefore, after Lin Weimang was removed by the four of them, Qian Kun was seriously injured, and even fainted to death, which was the best result that Lai Songyi could accept.
The rest are some dregs, which can be destroyed between the fingers.
When Ling Feng saw them faintly, if he wanted to perform Tianshui mirrors, the difficulty suddenly rose.
If there is no mistake, Ling Feng cannot do it at all.
It can only win in danger!
Ling Feng thought like this, and he had driven the body of the shadow, and used Tianshui mirror to Lin Weimeng.
Lingfeng's toes gathered the aura and kicked Lin Weimang.
However, this is just an attack, it depends on whether Lin Weibang has resisting.
However, in fact, Lin Weibang did not see that Ling Feng's blow was really soft and weak, avoided and not avoided, and concentrated on dealing with the two people in front of him.
Seeing this, Ling Feng also dispelled the idea of attack, but just raised his feet on the left shoulder of Lin Weibang's armor, continued to leave the aura mark, and left.
Lin Weimeng didn't understand what Ling Feng did this. He was surprised, and Ling Feng was transferred to Lin Weibang's left shoulder with a blood -cut body.
What?
With such a fast body, Lin Weimeng did not see how it was launched.
Ling Feng's just aura has not changed at all, why ...
I didn't wait for Lin Weimeng to think for a while, and she waved her double sword and inserted it on Lin Weibang's left shoulder. She poured all her strength on the sword.
Then, then
"Fiction tactics · Li! Banquet style!"
A violent sword wind kept stirring on Lin Weibang's body, and the blood -cut body gradually lost balance, but still maintained the formation of this force.
Tao cracks appear.
Lin Weibang also stood a little unstable. He was forced back to a few steps by Qian Kun and Wu Xiu.
It seems that the problem lies in the little ghost on his shoulder.
Lin Weibang started the aura of the whole body, and his breath continued to exclude the body of blood cut. In a moment, the blood cut felt the pressure on his body. It was by no means that ordinary people could resist.
After persistence for a long time, Ling Feng saw the blood really unable to carry it, and he was very embarrassed, so he cut the blood directly. The sword breeze in Lin Weibang's left shoulder armor just left a deep dentation, and it was rippling.
After a while, the blood -cut sword qi also dissipated.
Seeing that Lin Weibang saw the blood, he had been forced to retreat, and the front Qian Kun and Wu Xiu also had signs of faint retrogression. It was a grinning smile.
The body also flew for dozens of meters.
The body of Qian Kun and Wu Xiu fell heavily, and the bones were trembling, and they barely climbed from the ground.
However, at this time, Lin Weibang had shifted the focus of the attack to the blood cut.
For a long time, Lin Weimeng has confronted them in front of Qian Kun and has never guarded the side wings.
But just now, Lin Weibang had suffered a bitter, and there was a big problem, so he had to cut the blood.
Lin Weibang raised the giant sword, split a five -meter -long sword gas, and cut it quickly to the blood.
Qian Kun just wanted to come forward to resist, but he felt painful and kneeling on the ground. Moreover, it was too late.
"Walk!"
Blood cut just wanted to raise the sword to resist, but was pulled by Ling Feng, and he used the use of shadow body to instantly move to another place.
Ling Feng looked at the blood anxiously, shook his head violently, leaving a very heavy sentence: "Don't be stupid! If you just stop it, you will suffer."
Blood, nodded, looked at Lin Weimeng, and had pursued it.
Ling Feng had to continue to urge his body aura, and the blood -cut body moved to another place again.
When Lin Weibang saw here, he was a little unhappy. Every time he attacked, he could be cracked by Ling Feng. In the final analysis, his speed was not as fast as his speed.
So, how do you deal with this cut next?
Lin Weibang pulled out his sword and stabbed in a sword in Lingfeng. The giant sword in his hand also danced constantly, and the huge wind breeze struck Ling Feng.
This range of attack must be avoided!
Ling Feng quickly jumped up, the Yu Bo of this sword gas also suppressed Ling Feng's body in place, and could not move.
At this moment, Lin Weibang seized the opportunity and directly cut the pursuit of pursuit to the blood directly. It is bound to completely remove the blood -cut combat ability.
Blood cutting is getting slower and slower, but Lin Weimeng's sword potential is getting more and more intense, and the blood cuts accidentally. Lin Weibang directly cut the sword to the blood cut.
It's several times higher.
Due to instinctual fear, the blood cut directly on the top of his head, and used aura to launch a broken word and resist it.
But after all, his body was slowly pressed on the ground by Lin Weibang. His blood cut his hands to support his hands, kneeling nearly, and couldn't lift his body completely.
Ling Feng moved several times in the air, so that the gap was eased from the surplus, but found that Qian Kun had already hit Lin Weibang's armor.
After this power was transmitted, it prompted Lin Weimeng's spirit to release the release of blood.
The cracks finally occurred, and all the double swords broke.
At the same time, Lin Weibang's side wings were hit directly by Qian Kun's fierce punch, shaking for dozens of steps to stand.
Blood -cut looked at the sword that accompanied him for many years. At this moment, he suddenly turned into some scrap iron, and it was a little bit surprised.
He still remembers that this is still a birthday gift given to himself by Mu Shanhai. After Mu Shanhai died, he never knew how to deal with these two swords. Now it is broken, but he has broken his thoughts.
When Qian Kun saw the lost expression on his face, he also prepared to comfort him: "It's okay, isn't it a sword? Broken it, you can buy it again, can you be okay!"
"Hmm!" The blood nodded, stood up, and stood at the same front with Qian Kun.
At this time, Ling Feng and Wu Xiu also came behind them.
In the first round, it's over, but the battle has just begun.