Burst!

Wuqing vomited blood, even if there was an earthen wall, he was still injured, his physical body couldn't stop Qin Yang's attack at all, even if it was the aftermath after breaking the earthen wall.

Qin Yang is unforgiving, at this time, it is a good opportunity to beat the crispy mage, how can he not seize the opportunity?

He ran out the aura in the dantian, swaying with a flame, hindering Wuqing's footsteps, fists and sword blades, and the yin side went up.

Wu Qing wanted to retreat, at least he had to keep a distance.

It's just that the invisible fluctuation made his thinking scattered, as if for a moment, he let go of everything in the world, and had no desires.

Immediately after, he sobered up, and his heart was shocked, what a strange method!

He immediately waved his hand to stop the counterattack.

Brush!

One spear after another burst out, sharp and unabated, and at such a close distance, the spears condensed in the air, like rain, falling one after another.

Dangdang!

Qin Yang wielded his disciple's sword, and the sword shadow that filled the sky blocked the spear, and countless spears were broken and fell to the ground.

Wuqing is still retreating, and his speed is not slow, after all, with the strength of Jindan, he will not be slow.

He waved his hand again, and there were vines coiled out of the ground, wanting to bind Qin Yang and become the target of the spear.

Of course, Qin Yang would not do what he meant, the disciple's sword slashed down the tree vine, and with a punch, the spear was shattered, his body flashed, and he instantly crossed the distance and came to Wuqing's side.

Wu Qing was a little panicked, and a golden stone armor was densely covered on him, this is a means of defense, even if it is a little heavy, it has to be like this.

After that, he used all kinds of means to block Qin Yang.

And Qin Yang is close-fitting, fists and swords are combined, not giving a chance, pressing Wuqing is crazy output, such an attack method can be called a crispy mage's nightmare.

Wuqing's defensive armor was broken many times, broken and then condensed, condensed and broken, and so on.

And his attack can also cause some harassment to Qin Yang, at least add a few injuries to Qin Yang.

At the tense moment of the battle, Qin Yang suddenly came and shook with a flame.

This trick can be called unsolvable, if it weren't for the excessive consumption of mental power, Qin Yang would like to come a few more times.

At the moment when Wu Qing was in a trance, Qin Yang bullied forward, and the disciple's sword instantly slashed over, splitting the iron armor on Wu Qing's body.

Then a punch was smashed, the flames burned to the maximum, and the terrifying power poured out, like the power of an earthquake, concentrating Wuqing, making him vomit blood and fly out.

Rumble!

Wuqing landed, his body seemed to fall apart, like a deflated balloon, just lying there.

Qin Yang doesn't care about this, this Wuqing is definitely not so easy to die, Jin Dan's physical body, even if it is not a melee type, will never be so weak.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a large amount of water suddenly appeared under Wu Qing's body, and he slid his limbs and floated out directly on the water, grazing the ground and scooping out for a long distance.

Qin Yang was a little stunned, this Wuqing should have felt the danger of death, after all, he rubbed it out face to face.

Wuqing rolled over and got up, his face covered in mud, and the thick mud was stained on him.

After all, the earth was earth, and he released water, so there was nothing but mud.

He was extremely angry, a sea of fire, a rain of spears, just like that, brushed down, and the vines and poisonous pools on the ground also continued to appear, and it could be seen that it was an explosion with all its might.

Qin Yang wanted to bully himself again, but the black shackles that erupted with all his might were a bit extraordinary, and he needed to try his best to dodge all kinds of attacks.

After that, he found an opportunity, and instantly stepped hundreds of meters, and the disciple's sword stabbed directly, and a sharp light flashed, pointing directly at Wuqing.

Wu Qing's eyes tightened, and his hands stretched forward and shook hard.

In front of Wu Qing, a large number of spears appeared, quenched on them, as if in nature, they merged and turned into a very huge giant spear, blocking Qin Yang's sword.

Boom!

When the two collided, the air shook and the ground cracked, blowing away a lot of the mist.

The giant spear was very powerful, but it was not as powerful as Qin Yang's disciple sword, it was shattered, and fragments flew all over the sky.

A huge force came back from the disciple's sword, making Qin Yang's arm numb.

This made Qin Yang a little suspicious, the giant spear just now was too sharp, sharper than all the previous spears.

The tremendous force that came could almost make his disciple's sword out of his hand.

This surprised Qin Yang incomparably, according to his previous judgment, it was absolutely impossible for Wuqing to use such a powerful move.

Wuqing's spear is more powerful, and in terms of sharpness, it is by no means like this.

This sense of sharpness made Qin Yang somewhat familiar, as if he had seen something similar sharp somewhere.

Of course, he didn't think much about it, but rushed forward again, since he couldn't see it at once, then let Wu Qing try it more, come a few more times, and he would naturally analyze it.

Boom!

Immediately, the water here was in dire straits again, Qin Yang kept chasing, Wuqing kept retreating, endless flames, spears gushing out.

The sword light and fist intent continued to blast out, cracking Wu Qing's attack, and at the same time, inflicting indelible damage on Wu Qing.

At the foot of this mountain, they were all smashed to pieces, the ground was turned over, and the black pits were one after another, and the cracks were all over the place.

Wuqing is miserable, he is a mage, if he is allowed to hide in the fog and fight, he can kill Qin Yang remotely, but with such a close combat, he is not an opponent.

He roared, his colorful coat was torn, his face was not good-looking, and his face was covered with a layer of dust, like a piece of dirt with a mouth, eyes and nostrils.

And during this period, he had launched that kind of sharp and abnormal spear several times, all of which shocked Qin Yang's arm numb.

And after these many feelings, Qin Yang finally analyzed where this familiar sense of sharpness came from.

Wolves!

Yes, when he fought with Wolf Wind, Wolf Scar, and Wolf Three, he had experienced this feeling, but at that time he was too strong, far surpassing the three wolves, and the feeling was not as obvious as it is now.

This made Qin Yang a little surprised, this Wu family took refuge in the wolf clan, and with the means of the wolf clan in his hands, combined with the previous Internet, the wolf clan had spoken, giving the Wu family great benefits.

This explains that this method should be taught by the wolf clan.

Qin Yang is interested, is this a special means of attack, or is it a breathing method?

No matter what it is, he wants it, and if he can get it, it will be blessed on his disciple's sword, and the effect will be the same.

Therefore, next, Qin Yang's attack was to increase the intensity of the attack, and the speed was even faster, which made Wuqing, who was constantly retreating, a little unbearable.

Burst!

Without noticing for a while, Wuqing was hit, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and his body was seriously injured, as if the whole person was about to be torn apart.

But he still persevered, did not fly out upside down, with blood in his mouth, stubbornly firm.