"Quack! No need to struggle, just like the old saying, 'You can't change your fate, just give up and wait for fate to force you', hahaha..." Wuming walked through the giant ice and saw Murong on the ground, who wanted to struggle but was unable to do so.
Xue Yi felt a sense of victory in her heart, which made the cold and evil man feel extremely comfortable.
"Gold...wind!"
While laughing wildly, Wuming seemed to hear a sound from around him. As a strong swordsman, especially a dark swordsman, he had a meticulous grasp of sounds.
Looking at the giant ice, the autumn wind looked like a dead person, and his body had begun to turn white and lose its color.
Murong Xueyi showed no movement except for her unwilling eyes.
"The... domain!"
"Crack..." There was a sound of cracking ice, and a dazzling golden light shot out from the right side!
"Get out of here!" Long Tianyu suddenly came to life as if he had awakened. The golden whirlwind on his palms roared, and the huge golden halo exploded through the ice.
Although Wuming retreated with all his strength, the powerful golden storm still affected him and blasted him ten meters away.
It took six or seven rolls to defeat the powerful fighting spirit. Looking not far away, Long Tianyu was standing on the ground with fighting spirit all over his body, his eyes as angry as blood red, but his hands, which had touched the lives of countless people, began to tremble.
"He has such a strong fighting spirit. He was still a second-level sword king today, but now he is at the fourth level!" Wuming was not afraid of him, but the aura of Long Tianyu shocked him, and his arms and legs were shattered.
The blood flowed from the ice, and judging from his fighting spirit, he still had at least six levels left.
"This guy is a weirdo, I have to deal with him carefully."
Long Tianyu was in severe pain now, but this stinky girl was serious about it, jumping to Murong Xueyi's side and picking her up.
Murong Xueyi was now powerless, and her gauze clothes were in pieces. If Long Tianyu exerted even a little force, the clothes would fly away.
She took off her cloak, gently wrapped it around her delicate body, and looked into Murong Xueyi's eyes. She was looking at him with a strange emotion, wishing that she was not as cold as before, and gently wrapped her cape around her.
She leaned against the pile of rocks, feeling her body shaking slightly, and kissed her gently on the cheek before standing up.
There was a "click-click" sound coming from his body. A cold voice said from Long Tianyu's mouth: "Those who hurt my wife! Everyone died miserably!" In Long Tianyu's mind, although Murong Xueyi was...
Although his fiancée is not married and is not considered a wife, Murong Xueyi is a political necessity. She can only be with Dinglong Tianyu for the rest of her life unless the Tianlong Empire is destroyed.
"Quack! Is she your wife? Haha, who doesn't know that she is the wife of the dead ninth prince of the Tianlong Empire, haha! Qiu Feng was on stage in the morning, and you went against me, let alone now, even in your heyday
, is not my opponent either!”
"Really? Then let's try it!"
I feel that I still have seven levels of magic power, but my fighting spirit has been consumed a lot, and I really can't beat him. I can take Murong Xueyi and escape. This place is only more than a thousand meters away from my hotel, so I can escape back and hide.
Pull out the sword! "Kakaka" the broken iron fell to the ground. The sword in Long Tianyu's hand was only the hilt!
"Hahaha... I don't have any weapons, let's see if you can use them to fight me!"
Long Tianyu's sword was originally junk. It was taken from the guard of the Tianlong Empire. After being frozen just now, it immediately fell into pieces.
"Without weapons, I'll torture you just the same!"
"The Wuming's moves are fast, and the giant sword he wields is so powerful that using Baguazhang has no effect. It seems I have to think of something!"
"Buzz!" After two sounds, Long Tianyu inserted two 'still traps' first, one next to Murong Xue, and the other to an open place, so that he could lure him over.
Suddenly, Long Tianyu's vision went dark, and a huge black sword rushed out from inside. It was a dark-type shuttle combat skill!
Long Tianyu leaned back reflexively, and the giant sword grazed the tip of his nose. He hooked his leg upwards and kicked the nameless person who came out from the chest. Long Tianyu used the force to roll, rotating 360 degrees in the air.
, with a thunderous shovel of both feet, and then kicked Wuming onto Wuming's head, using the force to fly back five meters.
"Bah!" Wuming wiped the dust off his head, "I didn't expect you to have some skills, but it's all useless in front of me!"
Long Tianyu clasped his right hand behind his back, stood upright, and hooked his fingers with his left hand to Wuming Hook, looking like Huang Feihong beating a foreigner.
As soon as Wuming's foot stepped on it, the soil under his feet completely shattered, like a shot arrow, flying towards Long Tianyu.
"Let me show you what Chinese Kung Fu is!" Without Long Tianyu himself knowing it, he had risen two levels and was now the fourth level sword king.
"Eagle Eye!" Long Tianyu used his eagle eye. "Within thirty seconds, the eye can see three thousand meters, or see close distances in super detail."
Using his eagle eye, Long Tianyu felt Wuming's movements slow down a beat, and felt that his speed had retreated from the first-level sword master to the ninth-level sword king.
Wuming thrust his sword very close at hand, only stabbing Long Tianyu's chest, "Wind Lock!" Two whirlwinds instantly locked Wuming's legs, the fifth-level wind lock lasted for one second, Long Tianyu's fighting spirit was heavier than his heels, and his body was behind.
Then push out the palm with your left hand, and your body will feel like falling to the ground and flowing freely!
Although his feet were locked, he was not stunned. Wuming returned his sword and stabbed downwards.
Long Tianyu counterattacked and landed on the ground with his feet, "War trample!"
Wuming suddenly felt inexplicable dizziness and body tearing pain. No matter how he summoned his fighting spirit, it had no effect.
"Watch my move! The fist that will destroy all descendants!"
Long Tianyu clenched his fist hard. He didn't have much fighting spirit left. He only had the last bit of fighting spirit left. He used all his strength to uppercut and hit Wuming's crotch hard!
"Get out!" Then he kicked Wuming away with all his strength.
"Tsk..." Wuming's body flew seven or eight meters, slid two meters on the ground and stopped. The dizziness had ended, but now he was so painful that he couldn't stand up and was sweating profusely. Although his body was strong, he was so calm.
I haven't practiced anywhere.
Long Tianyu also had no strength at this moment, with very little magic power and almost exhausted fighting spirit. He didn't dare to fight Wuming yet. After all, he now had at least eight levels of strength.
Several people rolled over to Murong Xueyi and grabbed her jade hand. They felt that she still had a layer of magic power, but her internal organs had been misplaced. This serious injury must be treated quickly.
"Qiu Feng! I want you to die!" Wuming stood up tremblingly and touched the chicken with his left hand, as if to protect his little Wuming.
"I'll kill you, uncle! Look at my 'Thunderstorm'!"
Suddenly, a few scattered raindrops floated from the sky, and a blue stick fell down, hitting Wuming accurately. The power was as powerful as a level 5 magic thunder spell.
Although it did no harm to Wuming, it made him feel pain in his balls. Now his balls are painful and numb, which makes him extremely confused.
Long Tianyu did not hesitate, picked up Murong Xueyi, hugged her tightly, and then ran away with all his strength. He was very familiar with this place and disappeared from Wuming's sight.