However, when Zhang Hanbei just picked up the Flame Sword and reached the distance of Wuhui three feet, he suddenly saw an orange Flame Sword, which also appeared with the terrifying power of vibrating the space.
Not only that, Zhang Hanbei also saw Da Wuhui holding the orange flame sword and smiling at him. The sword fell and the wind and clouds moved!
Boom - After Zhang Hanbei's giant sword blocked the orange flame sword in Da Wuhui's hand, a wave of unimaginable pressure came from the sword, causing him to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fly backwards.
He looked at Da Wuhui in horror. If it weren't for the Flame Sword in the second level in his hand, he would have probably already lost his soul at this time. After all, Da Wuhui's second-level real person was not a vegetarian.
But this was not what surprised Zhang Hanbei the most. What surprised him the most was that he actually saw two Da Wuhui!
At this moment, the other Da Wuhui who was watching stretched out his left hand, an orange flame bow appeared, and a right hand pulled, an orange flame arrow appeared.
As the arrow came out, the space trembled. Even the spiritual tsunami opposite Da Wuhui began to tremble. Even the flying sword in the tsunami trembled without exception.
Then, this orange flame arrow swept the ripples formed in the entire space and shot towards the tsunami of the spiritual power of the man in the yellow robe, with a loud bang.
What Zhang Hanbei did not expect was that Da Wuhui's arrow actually knocked the entire spiritual power tsunami to a thunderous collapse!
However, Zhang Hanbei had no time to be surprised, because Da Wuhui, who was fighting with him, had already slashed at him with the orange flame sword in his hand!
As the sword fell, the whole hall heard a sharp sound of howling sound.
Zhang Hanbei's face was already pale, and he suddenly felt that he had a little thoughtful thinking about his early resignation to the camp. Helplessly, he could only dodge while holding up the flame sword in his hand to resist.
His expression was indescribable helplessness and depression.
Besides, after the man in the yellow robe saw Da Wuhui shooting his spiritual power tsunami with an arrow, he was shocked this time, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes and looked at Da Wuhui and said, "You! It's worth knowing my name! I, Naiwu
Yazhenhei!”
The crow is so dark? Da Wuhui was slightly stunned and cursed in his heart: Damn! I know this too.
The man in the yellow robe, Wuya Zhenhei, certainly didn't know what Da Wuhui was thinking. The surprised expression in his eyes changed to a cold look at Da Wuhui, raised his right hand and pointed forward!
Several flying swords immediately appeared on his hand, and the flying sword grew out of his skin as if alive. It made Da Wuhui look cold and full of coldness. However, Da Wuhui also knew that this kind of illusion emerged from his body
The magic weapon is definitely the strongest magic weapon. Because it is a magic weapon cultivated with one's own essence and blood.
As soon as the flying sword came out, a cold light immediately appeared, and then turned into several cold lights and shot towards Da Wuhui.
Da Wuhui smiled and said, "Shadow Kill!"
Then he appeared behind the Hei of Wuya Zhen, pulled the bow and shot the arrow!
Wuya Zhenhei instantly felt the trembling power of air appearing on his back. He did not turn around, and countless flying swords suddenly appeared behind him. These flying swords were also the same as the flying swords he had just fired.
Not only that, Wuya Zhenhei's third-level real person's aura suddenly surged and rushed towards Da Wuhui.
Da Wuhui cursed angrily: "Your sister! More sinister than me!"
At this time, his whole body was locked by the third level of Wuya Town Hei's real person, and he could not use the perverted shadow kill to avoid it again. He could only resist the terrifying flying sword attack of Wuya Town Hei.
Da Wuhui didn't want to think about it, but he had no choice but to curse, Da Wuhui yelled softly: "The Armor of True Fire!"
The bow and arrow instantly retracted back to his body, and the flames of the second real fire of the True Fire on Da Wuhui's body quickly spread and gathered, and an armor formed by the True Fire appeared.
At the same time, Da Wuhui held the September Sword and shouted softly: "September Sword Defense Formation!"
The September Sword also instantly transformed into several September Swords. It formed a closed defensive sword formation around Da Wuhui.
Rumble - Although the flying sword is small, it has the momentum and pressure of the third level of the real person. Da Wuhui's defense seems to be reliable, but under the invasion of these countless flying swords, Rumble begins to collapse constantly.
The continuous sound of gold and iron clashing sounds were heard above the September Sword. The bones of Da Wuhui, who was in the September Sword defense formation, sneered and blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
Da Wuhui's eyes were instantly covered with blood. He quickly circulated all his spiritual power to resist, an attack like a heavy rain destroying Xiaohua.
The September Sword's defense formation is about to collapse.
A cold voice from the black man in Wuya Town came: "A twenty-year-old boy dares to play tricks with me and seek death!"
Although Da Wuhui was very dissatisfied with Wuya Zhenhei's words, he really had no way to refute it. His life was in danger at this time!
The crisis situation on Da Wuhui's side naturally made his clone feel. The cold light flashed in his clone's eyes, the true fire sword in his hand surged instantly, and the entire hall immediately trembled strongly, and there were constant above the ceiling of the hall.
Gravel falls.
Da Wuhui's clone raised his sword to Zhang Hanbei and fell into the sword!
At this moment, Da Wuhui on the other side, that is, Da Wuhui who was fighting against Wuya Zhenhei, the defense formation of the September Sword collapsed!
Countless flying swords rushed towards Da Wuhui with a breath of destruction. With a loud bang, Da Wuhui burst out of blood mist all over his body, and his figure was like a shot down stone, hitting the walls of the hall.
Da Wuhui even vomited blood suddenly.
Wuya Zhenhei turned around at this time, and he walked slowly towards Da Wuhui step by step. Every time he took a step, some flying swords exploded all over his body, and these flying swords faintly carried purple lightning.
Da Wuhui looked at Wuya Zhenhei helplessly. At this time, he had only had these magics available and had tried his best. The only opportunity to rely on counterattack was his clone.
At this time, the huge true fire sword in his clone's hand fell down and hit Zhang Hanbei. Zhang Hanbei looked at the trembling air caused by the huge true fire sword and the true fire sword in horror.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then the Ruoshui sword appeared in his hands.
After Da Wuhui's clone saw this Ruoshui sword, a confused look instantly appeared in his eyes. He thought of an impossible possibility, that is, Li Yiqiu had already died under Zhang Hanbei's sword.
Da Wuhui's huge true fire sword became a little powerless because of the appearance of Ruoshui sword.
Zhang Hanbei grinned, holding the sword of flames in one hand and the sword of Ruoshui in the other hand, and interlaced with the sword of true fire that was facing Da Wuhui!
The two swords intersected, and the small crack in the space appeared out of thin air. Da Wuhui's true fire sword, without Da Wuhui's firm belief, turned into an orange flame and collapsed!
Zhang Hanbei smiled again and slashed towards Da Wuhui's clone with two swords!
At this time, all the flying swords flashing with purple thunder and lightning were shot at Da Wuhui's body!