As the cold air hit, the middle-aged man "resurrected from the dead" and walked back to the back of the stone wall.

"You actually hide so much strength?" Jiang Mengyin walked to Shui Qingyang, with an incredible tone.

It was really incredible. When she was in the Jiang family, she was surprised by Shui Qingyang's strength. The other party defeated Tong Yuanbo and Tong Yuanzheng in a row. Everyone thought he was a first-class hero.

But who would have thought that Shui Qingyang at that time only showed the strength of the tip of the iceberg. Compared with the present, this guy can be said to be hidden deep and too deep!

Shui Qingyang shook his head and walked towards the sixth stone wall. Seeing his actions, Jiang Mengyin came to her senses, and the original surprise was gone.

Yes, why did she forget that there are four levels behind, and the opponent is so powerful now. According to the law of difficulty in one level compared to another, how terrifying will the opponent be afterwards?

Even though Shui Qingyang is extremely powerful and better than most of his peers, it is probably an extremely difficult challenge to pass the level in front of him, and he may not be able to kill his sword.

"Shui Qingyang, stop breaking, why don't we try if there is any other way to leave?" Jiang Mengyin quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab Shui Qingyang's sleeve.

Shui Qingyang said calmly: "With the master of the Ruins, do you think he will leave a flaw? Even if there is a flaw, how can you find it by your and I know nothing about the formation?"

Jiang Mengyin was speechless and worriedly said, "But if this continues, you will be in danger. If you don't take the initiative to pass the level, at least you still have time."

"It's useless, the road in front of you is the only road." Shui Qingyang looked at her and smiled faintly: "You have no confidence in me?"

Jiang Mengyin said seriously: "This is not a question of faith or not. None of the supreme magical powers you have mastered have reached the top ten levels of the last list. The more you go to, the more you suffer. Don't blame me for being rude. Since I'm going to die sooner or later, it's better to find another way and have more hope of escaping."

Objectively speaking, she was not wrong. Each of the four people before had mastered the top ten magical powers at the last list. The reason why they lost to Shui Qingyang was because their magical power quality, storage amount and magical power level were inferior.

But there are many geniuses in the world, and there are always some outstanding people who are not inferior to Shui Qingyang in the above aspects. Moreover, there are still four levels to pass, so it is clear that there are even stronger ones. Once Shui Qingyang loses his advantage, he will almost die.

"How can I know if I don't try it?"

Shui Qingyang shook Jiang Mengyin's hand away and resolutely walked towards the sixth stone wall. No matter how Jiang Mengyin stopped it, it was useless. Jiang Mengyin stomped her feet and had to bite her lip and follow behind.

Behind the sixth stone wall, a middle-aged woman walked out, unable to tell how strong she was from her breath. Her weapon was a hook connected to a chain, with the hook tips that were extremely slender and creeping.

But before it was over, the sound of gentle footsteps sounded again. After the middle-aged woman, a short man walked out, holding a spear taller than a man.

Two people?

call out!

As soon as Jiang Mengyin's thoughts turned, the breathtaking tip of the hook had pierced Shui Qingyang's nose. Fast, extremely fast. When the cold edge touched Shui Qingyang's skin, a cold light lit up in the air.

The speed of this hook is faster than the capture ability of ordinary people's retina. If it were ordinary Caixia realm monks, they would die on the spot, and there would be no second result.

The hook tip penetrated Shui Qingyang's nose and stabbed out from the back of his head. As the chain turned, it turned around and dedicated to the middle-aged woman. Jiang Mengyin's scream sounded, and the green shadow floated, and a piece of sword tip stabbed the middle-aged woman from behind.

Shui Qingyang's perception ability is so powerful. As soon as the middle-aged woman took action, he had already used Fengxing technique in advance and walked around the other side. The timing of this sword was just right. From the naked eye, it was almost the same moment when the middle-aged woman's hook tip pierced the shadow of Shui Qingyang.

But the quiet and motionless short man also took action, and a long spear came, and with a clang, he hit the middle of the sword spine of the Sky Sword with great accuracy, which happened to be the weakest part of the sword.

The powerful force burst out, and Shui Qingyang's arm numb and he staggered two steps to the side.

The short man was in power and was unforgivable. His arms were shaking violently. The spear swayed at a rapid speed. The tip of the spear created countless shadows, like countless poisonous snakes coming out of the hole and stabbed Shui Qingyang hard.

At the same time, the middle-aged woman did not turn her head back, her arms swung back, the iron chains vibrated, and the slender hook tip drew an arcuate track, attacking Shui Qingyang's shoulder blades diagonally downward.

The most wonderful thing is that Shui Qingyang tried his best to resist the short man's gun, and the scapula was the flaw.

When Fengxing Technique was used, Shui Qingyang moved horizontally to the left. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and changed her position again, continuing to aim at Shui Qingyang's flaws and blocked Fengxing Technique.

The short man's gun light then stabbed in a storm, as if he had expected that the middle-aged woman would not fail. The two of them, one in front and one behind, one up and one up, instantly put Shui Qingyang in a passive situation.

Ding! Ding!

Shui Qingyang first swung the hook tip, and then used the empty left hand to perform the technique and punch it out. Although he barely blocked the attack, he was also shocked by Liuli and staggered back, with his qi and blood tumbling.

Without giving him a chance to regulate his breathing, a man and a woman rushed forward together again.

"Be careful!" Jiang Mengyin was frightened. So far, this was the first time Shui Qingyang was so embarrassed. With his strength, he was in such a state of terrifying power. It can be seen how terrifying the strength of that man and woman were.

There were many ripples in the light curtain, which was the aftermath of the three-person battle, and one wave had not yet settled and another wave had risen again.

The sword energy, spear strength, and hooks were intertwined into a string, and the phantoms of the three people were shuttled back and forth, either close forces or long-range attacks, which was dazzling. In the end, it was no longer clear who attacked and who defended, and who had the upper hand.

Shui Qingyang retreated step by step from the beginning, and relied on the endless support of mana, and finally gradually gained a foothold.

During the crisis of life and death, his potential further burst out, his innate fighting talent began to revive, his sword speed broke away from the norm, and the timing of various supreme magical powers was further improved.

He began to specialize in middle-aged women, and the other party's iron hook was elusive, causing great interference to him. On the other hand, the middle-aged man, although the gun force was domineering, did not pose a major threat.

Boom boom boom boom...

Bi Fang, Pi Xiu, Nine-Headed Bird, Nine-Tailed Fox and other supreme creatures rushed out one by one. While Shui Qingyang avoided the spear behind him, he finally seized the opportunity and waved his sword, and the clouds and mist rushed. As soon as the magic trick came out, it instantly confused the middle-aged woman's mind.

A green light flashed across the middle-aged woman and cut off her head.
Chapter completed!