Qin Wushuang held the Ziyang Sword in his hand, and the innate aura on his body continued to radiate out without any suppression. He ordered: "The eight of you are divided into two groups, with four people in each group, guarding both sides. As long as you ensure that when someone grabs your head and scurries, you will be given."
The first step is to stop it."
Then he winked at Wei Yi: "Brother Wei, you can sweep the formation for me. Act according to the opportunity."
As soon as Wei Yi heard Qin Wushuang's instructions, he knew that Qin Wushuang's ambition was to kill this man directly!
He nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I will raid the formation for Junior Brother Wushuang! This person is one of the main culprits in the Ziyun Town tragedy. Today, no matter what, we will behead him!"
"Did he do it?" Qin Wushuang's eyes suddenly burst out with anger, "Then if I don't cut off this man's head today, I will never retreat!"
The man in gray robe laughed loudly: "Ignorant boy, I want to see how capable you are, how dare you boast about such a thing."
This man in gray robe is worthy of being an expert and brave man. He is not afraid at all despite being surrounded by many people. He glanced at Wei Yi coldly: "You kid, you are the chief culprit for killing my contracted beast. I will kill him first."
You, then clean up the other miscellaneous fish!"
After saying that, with a flash of gunfire, he was about to attack Wei Yi again.
Previously, Wei Yi took the initiative to take the responsibility of killing Feng Lang on himself. When Qin Wushuang heard this, he understood the problem.
At that moment, he sneered again and again: "You really have eyes that reach into your crotch. The person who killed that wild wolf was clearly me. How could you put the blame on Senior Brother Wei?"
The gray-robed man flashed his eyes sharply, staring intently at Qin Wushuang's face, obviously trying to determine the authenticity of Qin Wushuang's words. Qin Wushuang was happy, but he was fully on guard in his heart.
He knew that this man in gray robe could attack Senior Brother Wei Yi to the point where he was unable to fight back, and his spiritual power level must be higher than that of Wei Yi and Qin Wushuang.
However, Qin Wushuang is different from Wei Yi. He is good at defensive counterattacks, and his offense and defense are more balanced than Wei Yi. Therefore, he and the gray-robed man will attack, leaving senior brother Wei Yi to wait for an opportunity to make a surprise attack on the outside, using the "Three Heavenly Swords"
A sharp attack would certainly pose a greater threat to the gray-robed man.
"Xiao Feng, are you really the one who killed me?" the man in gray robe asked in a deep voice.
"Not only did I kill it, but I also cut it into pieces, took out its inner elixir, and cut off its skin. Killing such a crazy evil beast with just one knife is too cheap. How can it be worthy of those innocent souls in Ziyun Town?
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A trace of purple energy appeared on the face of the man in gray robe, and he was obviously extremely angry.
Suddenly, his lips moved, grinned a strange smile, and screamed ferociously: "In this case, then you will be buried with Xiaofeng!"
As soon as the voice fell, the spear burst out!
laugh!
In the void, a long purple dragon-like spear light came out ferociously, causing a series of air explosions.
"Well done!" Qin Wushuang smiled slightly, and his body suddenly looked like a willow branch. With a sway, he dodged to the left, and followed with a stroke of the Ziyang Sword in his hand.
call out!
The sword energy, the red sword energy, was like a ball of raging fire, neatly condensed into a sword light, and slashed across the waist of the gray-robed man.
With this sword, Qin Wushuang pressed the meridians, discharged fire-attribute spiritual power, and struck the ground with a sword, but the power was completely different from when he was a first-time spiritual warrior.
This sword seemed casual, but it was used very viciously, specifically targeting the weak points of the man in gray robe.
The man in gray robe shot with a powerful force, but he found that his power was like hitting the breeze with his fist. The opponent just twisted and floated away. The degree of weirdness of his movement was simply unprecedented in his life.
The opponent's sword, in terms of pure attack power, is not as good as his spear, but it can catch him unprepared at the moment of his attack. With this time difference, the difference in pure strength becomes insignificant.
As soon as the men in gray robes fought, they could see that the person in front of them was more difficult to deal with than the previous one.
Wei Yi felt a little ashamed when he saw Qin Wushuang's defense: "Junior brother Qin's defense is really extraordinary. Especially his body technique, which doesn't look magical at first glance, but even that dancing movement is so amazing.
Playing freely, you can completely defeat the opponent's powerful attack. It is like hitting a fist on cotton. It seems to be harmless to the attacker, but over time, it will inevitably make you frustrated..."
Thinking of this, Wei Yi was even more ashamed and sighed secretly when he combined it with his battle with Qin Wushuang. Only now did he understand that his defeat was not only due to the weakness of his character that was exploited by Qin Wushuang, but also
In terms of character alone, in terms of hard power, Junior Brother Qin Wushuang does have his own merits.
Just looking at this defensive ability can indeed make him, a senior who has been in the middle spirit martial realm for two or three years, feel impressed.
The man in gray robe had to duck to avoid the sword, because his gun was in front of him, so he pulled it back to block. Obviously there was not enough time, and it was even more impossible to hold it hard.
Then all that's left is to retreat.
Just by doing this, he was unknowingly controlled by Qin Wushuang. Unlike the disciples of Xingluo Palace, the gray-robed man had never seen Qin Wushuang take action before, and he was not impressed by Qin Wushuang's fighting style.
Lack of necessary understanding.
Little did they know that Qin Wushuang was a well-known master of chaotic fighting, especially good at rhythm control. This rhythm control not only caused Qin Wushuang's own rhythm to be erratic, but was also good at destroying the opponent's rhythm.
Both Zhao Muzhi and Wei Yi had suffered losses from Qin Wushuang. Therefore, they were very happy to see Qin Wushuang and the gray-robed men in such a situation when they fought against each other.
If this trend continues, even if this person does not suffer a loss, he will not be able to win against Qin Wushuang.
The man in gray robe dodged a blow and shot again with his spear. This time, his arm seemed to be convulsed, and he stabbed fifteen or six times in one go.
These fifteen or six shots were completed in one go, as if they were completed in just one breath.
The winds and clouds are changing and the terrain is changing.
For a moment, dust rose up all around the gray-robed man. The dust was stirred up and carried by the gun, forming a tornado-like momentum and shot towards Qin Wushuang's head.
Qin Wushuang remained calm and unhurried, his body was like a lonely boat in the rough waves. It seemed very dangerous, but he still followed the wolf's head unyieldingly and never fell.
The figure of the man in gray robe, one illusion transformed into two illusions, two illusions transformed into four illusions in the city, four illusions transformed into eight illusions...
It keeps evolving, and afterimages keep appearing, and the spear in its hand is like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, and it keeps attacking like crazy.
For a moment, the attack power was like a hailstorm, covering everyone's face and leaving no gap at all.
Wei Yi, who has always been proud of his attack power, was shocked by such an attack power. He was secretly worried about Qin Wushuang. He couldn't help but think: "If the man in gray robe used such an attack against me from the beginning,
How long can I last?"
Wei Yi didn't dare to think about it. He cleared the distracting thoughts in his mind and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he concentrated on preparing for the next peak of spiritual power. As soon as this peak state was reached, he would not hesitate to issue "
The first form of "Three Heavenly Swords"!
Reputation, reputation, face...
Everything was just a cloud. In the face of a powerful enemy and this murderous demon, Wei Yi no longer bothered with boring things. He only knew that if this person did not die, the ten disciples of Xingluo Palace would be in great danger!
Unless this man dies, the tens of thousands of innocent souls in Ziyun Town will never rest in peace.
There is no need for any righteousness to whitewash it, nor any motivation to spur it on. Wei Yi's thoughts at this moment are exactly the same as Qin Wushuang's, that is - kill this beast!
Even if it's two against one, even if it's more against less, he won't hesitate.
At this time, Qin Wushuang was indeed experiencing the most difficult battle since his debut. It was also his first battle as a Zhongling warrior.
This person's attack power is indeed higher than that of Senior Brother Wei Yi. But how can he, Qin Wushuang, be Wu Xia Amen? No matter how violent the opponent's attack is, his body is like a slippery fish, always finding an opening.
, you can always find the only way to survive in the midst of thousands of dangers.
The gun of the man in gray robe became more and more fierce, driving the hurricane force, whirring even more, only blowing away sand and rocks all around, making it dark.
In the midst of all the darkness, Qin Wushuang swung out the Purple Sun Sword again.
Keng!
The tragic metal sound, combined with the fire-attribute spiritual power he forced out, drew a line of fire in the air, with unparalleled piercing power, directly passed through the darkness and slashed towards the forehead of the gray-robed man.
At this moment, Wei Yi who was on the periphery also saw the advantage, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly surged. He raised the cicada-wing knife in his hand, and the light burst out, and the whole person turned into a golden light at the same time. Without hesitation, the man and the knife merged into one, and he slashed towards the gray-robed man.
Cut off the waist.
Attack from both sides!
After brewing for so long, he finally got such an opportunity to attack from both sides. This was a strike with a clear intention! Qin Wushuang struck out with one sword, one after another, three swords in a row, never leaving the vital point...
Tsk tsk tsk!
The gray-robed man was indeed powerful. Faced with such a sure-kill attack and the flanking attacks of two Zhongling warriors, his figure suddenly stopped and spun around at high speed. His body and spear formed a circle, spinning like a top.
With this turn, the piercing power turned out to be extremely powerful.
Underground, the soil flew up and kept rising, and the body of the man in gray burrowed down quickly like a mouse that could dig holes.
In just an instant, he was completely under the ground.
Qin Wushuang swung his sword and slashed continuously, and kept attacking. The man in gray robe did not slow down underground at all, and kept going deeper. In a short time, he had penetrated into the heart of the earth. A few feet away, Qin Wushuang was so powerful.
With his spiritual consciousness, he still couldn't feel the fluctuations of the gray-robed man's spiritual power.
Qin Wushuang immediately felt uneasy, his mind moved, and he shouted: "Everyone retreat!"
Then he said: "Senior Brother Wei, let's raid the formation and let them retreat first!"
The other eight people didn't know why, but the figure of the gray-robed man suddenly disappeared, which naturally made them confused.
"Don't hesitate, retreat, find the tallest tree nearby, and jump onto the tree!" Qin Wushuang greeted, his eyes constantly wandering, looking for any fluctuations.