But. [ ] Just when Zhang Hanbei brought the flaming sword up to a distance of three feet from Wuhui, he suddenly saw an orange flaming sword, which also appeared with terrifying power that shook the space.
Not only that, Zhang Hanbei also reached Wuhui and smiled at him with the orange flame sword. When the sword fell, the situation was shaken!
After Zhang Hanbei's giant sword blocked the orange flame sword in Da Wuhui's hand, a burst of unimaginable pressure came from the sword, causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood and fly away.
He looked at Da Wuhui in horror. If it weren't for the second-level flaming sword in his hand, he might have been shattered by this moment. After all, Da Wuhui's second-level real person is not a vegetarian.
However, this is not what surprises Zhang Hanbei the most. What surprises him most is that he actually reached two levels without regrets!
At this moment, his other Da Wuhui stretched out his left hand, and an orange flaming bow appeared. He pulled his right hand, and an orange flaming arrow appeared.
When the arrow came out, the space trembled, and even the spiritual tsunami opposite Da Wuhui began to tremble. Even the flying sword of this tsunami trembled without exception.
Then, this orange flaming arrow rolled up the ripples formed in the entire space and shot towards the tsunami of spiritual power of the man in yellow robe, making a loud noise.
What Zhang Hanbei didn't expect was that Da Wuhui's arrow actually caused the entire spiritual tsunami to collapse!
But Zhang Hanbei had no time to be surprised, because Da Wuhui, who was fighting against him, had already raised his orange flame sword and struck at him!
The sword fell, and the whole hall resounded with a sharp whistling sound.
Zhang Hanbei's face had turned pale, and he suddenly felt that his premature surrender to the camp was a little too thoughtless. Helpless, he could only resist while avoiding it while raising the flaming sword in his hand.
His expression was indescribably helpless and depressed.
Besides, after the man in yellow robe arrived at Wuhui and shot down his spiritual tsunami with an arrow, he was shocked this time. His eyes flashed with surprise and he said to Wuhui: "You! You deserve to know my name! I am Wuya Town.
black!"
Are the crows really dark? Da Wuhui was slightly startled and cursed in his mind: Damn it! I know this too.
Of course Wuya Zhenhei, the man in yellow robe, didn't know what Da Wuhui was thinking. His surprised look turned into a cold look at Da Wuhui, he raised his right hand and pointed forward!
Several flying swords immediately appeared in his hands. The flying swords grew out of his skin as if they were alive. Da Wuhui's face was filled with a chill. However, Da Wuhui also knew that this kind of magic weapon transformed from the body.
, is definitely the most powerful 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 glow immediately appeared, and then turned into several rays of cold light, flying towards Da Wuhui.
Da Wuhui chuckled and said, "Shadow Kill!"
Then he appeared behind Wuya Zhenhei, drawing his bow! Shooting arrows!
Wuya Zhenhei instantly felt the trembling force of the air appear on his entire back. He did not turn around. Countless flying swords suddenly appeared behind him. These flying swords were also the same as the flying swords he had just launched.
Not only that, Wuya Zhenhei's third-level real person aura suddenly surged and rushed towards Da Wuhui.
Da Wuhui cursed angrily: "Your sister! She's more insidious than me!"
At this time, his whole body was locked by Wuya Zhenhei's third-level breath, and he could not use the perverted shadow kill to dodge again. He could only resist Wuya Zhenhei's terrifying flying sword attack.
Da Wuhui didn't want to, but he had no choice. After scolding him, Da Wuhui shouted: "Armor of True Fire!"
The bow and arrow retracted his body in an instant, and the flames of the real fire on Da Wuhui's body quickly interspersed and gathered, and an armor formed by the real fire appeared.
At the same time, Da Wuhui held the Nine Moon Sword and shouted: "The Nine Moon Sword Defense Formation!"
The Nine Moon Sword also instantly transformed into several Nine Moon Swords, forming a closed defensive sword array around Da Wuhui.
Although the Rumble Flying Sword was small, it carried the momentum and pressure of a third-level real person. Da Wuhui's defense seemed solid, but under the attack of countless flying swords, Rumble began to collapse.
Above the Nine Moon Sword, there was a continuous sound of gold and iron. Da Wuhui, who was in the defensive formation of the Nine Moon Sword, had crackling sounds all over his body, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Da Wuhui's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he quickly used all his spiritual energy to resist this attack, which was like a heavy rain destroying a small flower.
September Sword's defensive formation is about to collapse.
Wu Ya Zhenhei's cold voice came over: "A twenty-year-old boy who dares to play tricks with me is seeking death!"
Although Da Wuhui was very dissatisfied with what Wuya Zhenhei said, he really had no way to refute it. His life was also in danger at this time!
The crisis situation on Da Wuhui's side naturally made his clone feel it. The clone's eyes flashed with cold light, and the sword of true fire in his hand suddenly surged. The entire hall immediately trembled strongly, and there were constant sounds on the ceiling of the hall.
The gravel falls.
Da Wuhui's clone raised his sword towards Zhang Hanbei and dropped it!
At this moment, Da Wuhui on the other side, who was fighting against Wuya Zhenhei, the defensive formation of the Nine Moon Sword suddenly collapsed!
Countless flying swords surged toward Da Wuhui with the aura of destruction. With a loud bang, blood mist erupted from Da Wuhui's whole body, and his figure was like a fallen stone, hitting the wall of the hall.
Da Wuhui even spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wuya Zhenhei turned around at this moment, and he slowly walked towards Da Wuhui step by step. Every time he took a step, some flying swords exploded from his body, and these flying swords were faintly carrying purple thunder and lightning.
Da Wuhui had no choice but to look at Wuya Zhenhei. At this time, he only had these available spells and had tried his best. The only chance to counterattack was his clone.
At this time, the huge True Fire Sword in his clone's hand suddenly fell down and hit Zhang Hanbei. Zhang Hanbei watched in horror the huge True Fire Sword and the air trembling caused by the True Fire Sword.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then, the sword of Ruoshui appeared in his hand.
Da Wuhui's clone appeared behind the Ruoshui sword, and his eyes instantly became confused. He thought of the impossible possibility that Li Yiqiu had died under Zhang Hanbei's sword.
Da Wuhui's huge True Fire Sword became somewhat powerless due to the appearance of Ruoshui Sword.
Zhang Hanbei laughed ferociously, holding the flaming sword in one hand and the Ruoshui sword in the other, staggering towards Da Wuhui's True Fire Sword!
The two swords intersected, and tiny cracks in the space appeared out of thin air. Without the control of Da Wuhui's firm belief, Da Wuhui's True Fire Sword collapsed into orange flames with a bang!
Zhang Hanbei laughed ferociously again, holding his two swords and slashing at Da Wuhui's clone!
At this time, Wuya Zhenhei's flying swords flashing with purple thunder and lightning all shot towards Da Wuhui's body!