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Chapter 152 Disasters Don't Come Alone (2)

(Thanks to the 'evil' classmate for their support!)

Zhao Yanlan was thrown away two feet away like a broken sack, and blood sprinkled in the sky. If it weren't for her outstanding fighting spirit, this mere move would have taken her life!

Zhao Yanlan once said before that her specialty in real space is fencing. But even so, she is about to collapse. How can the Peaceful Generation, which grew up under the Red Flag, compete with the Black Knight who has been struggling on the brink of death for many years, let alone the strength between them is far different.

Dong Weiguo was suppressed by another black knight, and could only watch the black knight on the right slashing across the sword, and the long sword tore the air and tangled towards Dong Weiguo's neck.

"Tornado"

A whirlwind was generated at Dong Wei Guo's football team, quickly rolling him up and escaped from the attack of two black knights. This key technique is Qingxie's masterpiece, but this time he was sober, so he was not proficient in operating. After the whirlwind swept Dong Weiguo, he did not let it go, but threw it straight towards a tree with deep roots and lush leaves.

I heard the branches clattering and how many branches were broken. Qingxie wiped the sweat on his head and quickly added a "Fengxiang Technique" to Zhao Yanlan and slowly lifted it backwards.

Because he hated Aragorn's insidious character, Qingxie did not give Aragorn any blessing, but Qingxie was never stingy with the ice demon used to delay the enemy.

"Explosive Hockey"

The Qingxie Staff swayed and shot out an ice ball the size of a fist. The light flowed in the blue ball. The cold air condensed into white mist on the surface of the ice ball, and the mist was born and destroyed, and it was extremely beautiful.

The ice hockey shot towards the first Black Knight like lightning. The Black Knight knew that behind him was his companion. Although he had no comrades, he dodged and let his opponent kill his teammates. He could not do such a ruthless thing either.

The long sword flashed and it was slashing in the center of the ice hockey, without any deviation. In an instant, the ice hockey burst, and the bone-thrusting cold air burst out instantly, causing the Black Knight to tremble all over, his body trembling, and his pace of progress was as slow as a snail.

Seeing this, Aragorn's eyes shone brightly, and the sword tip was sent straight to his opponent's throat. Unfortunately, the opportunity was fleeting. The Black Knight was not a dead person. When the first person slowed down, the subsequent Black Knight immediately rushed forward from both sides, with two spears pointing to Aragorn.

Once Aragorn continues to move forward, he will inevitably hit the tip of the spear. Aragorn sighed inwardly, pulled back, and temporarily avoided the enemy's front.

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With a little contact, Zhao Yanlan and Dong Weiguo, the strongest among the many newcomers, instantly lost their combat power! Qin Wuyang saw all this clearly in the sky. While sighing in his heart, Qin Wuyang had already made up his mind.

"Die shemale! Don't you want to know where we are?" Qin Wuyang's attitude was extremely bad.

"Not bad!" The voice of the Ring Spirit has always been so calm, without any abnormality.

"I will tell you if I don't die next move!" Qin Wuyang said this lightly, but the Ring Ling did not dare to joke. He knew that the next one would be a thunder strike, so he held his breath and was ready to face the battle.

The energy of heaven and earth surged towards Qin Wuyang like a whirlpool, and a wave of surging energy emerged, condensed into white clouds throughout the sky, completely submerging Qin Wuyang's body.

The cold shout of "kill" echoed in my ears. The spirit of the sword was calm and alert, but Qin Wuyang did not take action, but his tense spirit did not dare to relax at all.

Qin Wuyang's figure shook, and he rushed from the sky like a stream of light. In a blink of an eye, he came to Yaragon, looked at him coldly before striking the Black Knight.

A clear long sword formed between his hands. Although the long sword condensed with vitality was too fragile to deal with the ring spirit, it was difficult to pose a fatal threat to the ring spirit, but dealing with these opponents who were in the acquired realm and the early stage of the innate stage was as relaxed and as calm as crushing an ant to death.

The three breathing husbands, the Black Knight's horn that had been rampant in the Golden Traffic for many years, were completely removed from the list. Except for the occasional neighing of the horses on the battlefield, there was no noise. Even Pipin and Meili, who were most accustomed to the noise, were shocked by such cruel killings. The boss with his mouth opened and his chin almost fell to the ground.

The selector was also shocked. When everyone faced these knights, they were just about to collapse. In Qin Wuyang's hands, they were as fragile as a baby. Thinking that he would become so strong one day, he felt a sense of heat in his heart.

Zhao Yanlan's face was full of confusion. At first she thought that she could compete with veteran adventurers for a day by learning the "Nine-Headed Dead Dragon Fighting Qi" of the upper level of silver, but now it seems that she is too presumptuous!

Dong Weiguo's bones were shattered and his whole body could not move, but his heart was like boiling magma. One day, one day, I would be stronger than him, and I would definitely be!

After Qin Wuyang killed these people, he was not proud at all. He looked at the sky with a cautious face, and there was still a life-and-death enemy he had just played with!

Two flames slowly ignited in the head of the ring spirit wrapped in an iron helmet. The deep blue flames were like ghost fires, making people feel chilled at first sight. As a peerless hero who has been around for thousands of years, he was fooled by a young boy today. If it spreads out, wouldn’t he laugh out loud?

"You've angered me!"

The faint sound traveled hundreds of meters away and entered Qin Wuyang's mind, like a whisper of a lover in his ear. The huge body of the flying dragon drew a circle in the sky. After adjusting the direction, it immediately roared down. The wind pressure brought by its wings swayed a burst of strange thunder. The ferocious dragon head's teeth were cold, and the even more terrifying was the ring spirit sitting upright on the dragon's back.

If the two fight on the ground, the radiant energy will inevitably turn everything around into powder. Qin Wuyang's face is solemn, and he rises into the air, like a long sword trying to tear the sky apart.

"boom"

Neither side of the fierce collision was benefited. Qin Wuyang, who seemed to be trying to open up the world, directly cut the flying dragon from beginning to end, and the remaining force of the knife continued to weaken, slashing the ring spirit from the back of the flying dragon.

Qin Wuyang's injuries were even worse. The Ring Spirit was unable to attack Qin Wuyang because of the large size of the flying dragon. However, in the moment when the flying dragon burst into two pieces, the Ring Spirit sword took advantage of the momentum to stab it out. The sword was as fast as the thunder of the Nine Heavens, and the sword was as fierce as it was about to penetrate the Nine Netherworld.

This is almost a perfect sword technique, with only one problem, that is, the ring spirit itself does not practice any fighting spirit or other witchcraft, etc. Although this move can damage the opponent through air shock, it can be called the pinnacle of sword technique, but it is not placed in Qin Wuyang's eyes.

The sword energy shot up, and Qin Wuyang tried hard to avoid it, but he was still stabbed in his chest, only a few minutes away from hurting the heart. However, Qin Wuyang's flawless glass body was definitely not in vain. If it were the sword energy itself, Qin Wuyang would have to suffer a severe injury under this move. If it was just the sword energy, he could only tear his clothes and hurt his internal organs, and even blood did not drop.

Although the Ring Spirit was not injured, it was much more embarrassed at this moment because he couldn't fly! In contrast, Qin Wuyang became much more casual. The golden elixir was swallowing and exhaling his vitality. The minor injuries he suffered were healed in the blink of an eye. The golden lotus under his feet bloomed. Seeing the Ring Spirit rolling in the air but unable to stabilize his body, he couldn't help laughing.

The two of them fought one after another in the sky. Although Qin Wuyang injured his opponent continuously, the Ring Spirit looked like he didn't care at all, it was obviously not a big deal.

But the situation is very different at this moment!

Qin Wuyang took a step forward and came to the Ring Spirit. "Nether Shura Prison", the soul-devouring beast was still very cooperative, and quickly spit out a string of black smoke mixed in the Nether Qi and pounced on his opponent.

Like a mud cow entering the sea, Qin Wuyang's attack was ineffective. What's even more exaggerated is that the body of the Ring Spirit seemed to have a suction force, devouring the energy of the Netherworld Shura Prison.

Originally, Qin Wuyang wanted to control this ring spirit to see if he could add a helper to himself. However, he decisively changed his moves. Instead of using the most familiar Infinite Light Prison, he sent out all the fiery true power rushing in his meridians, and the long flame sword swallowed everything in an instant.

In a trance, Qin Wuyang seemed to see a giant flaming eye roaring deep in his heart: I will definitely come back! Qin Wuyang ignored it at all. Do he think he is a big gray wolf?

The flying long flame sword instantly burned it to ashes, leaving only the long sword without any damage. The ring spirit is an existence between life and death, and a ghost that can never be killed. Therefore, no matter how many times they are killed, they will not drop the treasure chest, but the equipment they carry will not disappear, such as the "all destroyed" in Qin Wuyang's hand.

The slender sword depicts some unknown words, flying dragons and phoenixes dancing, and a mysterious smell arises naturally. Qin Wuyang waves it casually, pricks and chops, all of which are satisfactory!

All destroyed: The dwarf sword-casting master Restroy made of rock gold deposited in the Doomsday Volcano, with unpredictable power of ghosts and gods!

Attack: 350-470

Fierce:94

Texture: 105

Special attributes: sharpness increase by 100%.

What a cool sword, although there is only one attribute, who can resist its sharpness? It's no wonder that with its super defense of the flawless glass body, it is hard to resist the sword's slight blow.

However, why did this Western broadsword give a Chinese name? It's very strange! After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, so Qin Wuyang casually put it into the bracelet.

As the flying dragon broke countless tall trees and made the forest mess, everyone on the ground understood that the battle was over.

While breathing a sigh of relief, the corpses on the ground and the bloody smell in the air made them feel sick. Aragorn was common with this kind of scene, looking for weapons to be used on the ground and stored in a carriage.

Only those who maintain a good attitude anytime and anywhere can get longer in this fantasy continent. Slowly, Fan Bingxi and Xie Miaoyi also plucked up the courage to pick up some weapons and armor and put them away. Yu Lan still hid in the carriage without moving.

Qingxie was busy treating the seriously injured Zhao Yanlan and Dong Weiguo, and had no time to do these things. The Habi people's interest in food far exceeded their interest in swords and swords. In addition, the corpses all over the ground had a great blow to them, so they stayed in the carriage and didn't go!

Qin Wuyang fell from the sky, and it was time to go on a hurry again!
Chapter completed!
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