Rumble!

I heard a loud sound again, and a strong wind came from behind me, blowing the serious clothes and Zuo Qiuli's scarf fluttering, but the two of them did not move half a step.

It was the explosion brought by Xiahou Yuyan stepping away, and this loud sound, but it was also like a starting gun, which made the battlefield active again.

First, dozens of feather-like short blades fell from the sky, and the rain-like covering blow could not cause the slightest disturbance to the two people present.

The two of them leaned back and raised their hands, and with a few dismantling of the hand, dozens of short blades were fended off, causing them to sink deep into the surrounding shattered soil.

But this momentary distraction made the two of them skip a rapidly falling figure.

This thing was torn into a line of unreal afterimages, easily piercing through the two layers of sound barriers, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Then, the light flashed, and the electric snakes spread in all directions, spreading instantly in a spherical shape.

The two who failed to react in time were naturally paralyzed by the voltage of over 1,000 volts at the first time, and they froze in place and could not move.

Then two more figures pulled out a scream and suddenly came, one flew and kicked Zuo Qiu Li away, and the other crossed his claws and tore towards seriousness.

The serious face sank, and while retreating, he reached out slightly, and the round shield condensed by a pale whirlwind took shape in an instant, and he narrowly prevented this blow.

Then he did not retreat, but advanced, his hands tore repeatedly, and his five fingers took the pale wind blade and slashed continuously, forcing towards the blonde boy Smith in front of him.

Smith resisted one after another with great speed, and a pair of arms danced out of a burst of afterimages, and for a while, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sonorous sound continued.

At this moment when the two were in a stalemate for less than a second, another figure slanted in from the side, so fast that only a narrow black shadow was left to distinguish with the naked eye.

However, a high-speed attack of this level, with serious dynamic vision, is fully reactive.

His offensive came to a halt, and then he leaped like paper fluttering in the wind, just in time to avoid the cold light that flew by at a rapid pace.

The cold light flew, and then the strong wind rose, and as soon as the serious feet in mid-air stepped on it, they stepped out of a circle of air lines as if they were stepping on the air, and pulled their bodies up several positions.

He spun around and raised his right hand high above his head in a pitching gesture.

The wind then gathered, and in just a moment, it gathered into a wheal the size of a baseball, which was solemnly pinched in the palm of his hand.

Then he twisted around and threw the wheal in his hand downwards with only three fingers and wrists.

Shout!

The substantial-shaped wheal burst out of his hand, and instantly pierced through the air barrier and shot in front of Smith.

Then, it exploded.

Boom!

It was a very dull explosion, trembling like a shock grenade, but the power was not to be underestimated.

The moment the wheal approached, it suddenly spread and expanded, instantly turning into a pale translucent sphere about one meter in diameter.

The surface of the sphere spun wildly, and the piercing screams were endless, like countless spinning saw blades, cutting through everything within the envelope.

In an instant, Smith lost his right arm.

But seeing the blood flower soaring for a moment, and then being swept away by the strong wind, the moment Smith subconsciously retreated, it also saved his life.

For some reason, under such circumstances, Smith only frowned slightly, and didn't even snort.

He quickly retreated, shouting again in his cheetah-like mouth, "Ai!

"Huh?"

Serious floated to the ground, and he was slightly stunned for a moment after hearing it, but at this moment, a violent no

A sense of peace came from the back of his head.

With his strong physical fitness, he suddenly turned his head, pulling the muscles in his neck for a throbbing, but he just avoided the strong wind in his ears.

It was a right fist sticking out from behind, and the fist was juxtaposed with a line of slender spikes, like a rose thorn, although it seemed unpretentious, but it was extremely deadly......

Seriousness almost subconsciously bent his elbows and smashed back, and finally hit the person behind him to staggered back.

Following him, he quickly turned around, put his left palm together, turned around and swung it diagonally, and the wind rose with it.

Rumble!

A pale hurricane then took shape, whirring outward, and everything in the hurricane's path was shattered.

Ai Zhexian, who was stumbling, didn't have time to react, and was suddenly lifted by the strong wind, and countless blood droplets flew away.

Then the serious figure moved again, only to hear the muffled sound of the air, and he himself had instantly arrived in front of Ai Zhexian, and his right hand reached out and grabbed the other party's neck.

The huge inertia caused Ai Zhexian to sway a few times the moment he was lifted, and at this point, he just had time to make a painful expression.

Undoubtedly, he is already a powerhouse of the third order of potential locking, and he can predict the opponent's movements through brain simulation.

But...... Seriousness is too fast, judging from his current performance, even compared with Xiahou Yuyan, he is not far behind!

"Humph!"

lifted the other party with one hand, smiled seriously and coldly, and the slender hurricane rose for no reason.

The hurricane was exactly the thickness of a person, but it extended upwards to an invisible height, like a slender cage, confined Ai Zhexian to this small space.

And Ai Zhexian, who was in the middle of it, naturally howled in pain for the first time, shouting poignantly, as if he was experiencing inhuman torture.

A pale pink gradually replaced the pale, it was blood foam, it was minced meat......

Under such a dense wind blade cutting, I believe that within half a minute, Ai Zhexian will have to be cut into minced meat alive.

簌簌簌~!

At this moment, more than a dozen feather-like short blades shot out from a distance, tearing the air and screaming repeatedly.

Seeing that the short blade was about to get closer, he waved his hand back without looking back, and snapped his fingers in the middle of the situation.

Syllable!

With this simple movement, the wind blade exploded from the center outward, and all the short blades near the body were suddenly scattered, and the ground behind him suddenly plowed several deep and slender ravines.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, serious This time the wind increased, and directly blew the short blade farther away, so as not to be paralyzed by the current again.

As a result, the slender hurricane dissipated.

Serious smiled slightly, and threw Ai Zhexian out casually, as casually as throwing away a rag sack.

At this time, there was another explosion in the distance that the qi barrier was broken, and the seriousness suddenly rushed out, from leaning over to exerting force, it was so fast that the figure distorted into a blurred shadow.

And when it entered the running state, even the figure had disappeared, as if it had escaped into the cracks of space.

If you slow down the time dozens of times, you can see that two figures have been rapidly approaching, and the one opposite the serious one is the woman with bird-winged hands.

The two of them were infinitely closer at this moment, but they saw Seriousness jump up lightly again, turning like paper flying in the wind.

And the bird-winged woman could only watch the other party make this kind of action, and she couldn't make a reaction.

After all...... It was also the first time she had seen "paper painting", which completely violated the rules of physics......

Instantly leap to the Birdwing Woman

Above, Serious once again threw the condensed wheal the size of a tennis ball at the same level as before.

Boom!

The wheal exploded, and the woman was smashed to the ground by the huge momentum, and then tumbled forward with the huge inertia brought by the high-speed movement, stirring up puffs of smoke and dust to go away.

It is also because of this that she was not as unlucky as the leopard-faced boy Smith and was cut off her hands and feet.

And serious, it is to turn over a few circles along the way, draw an arc and land leisurely, extremely chic.

As soon as he landed, he stepped down from his horse, palms together, crossed in front of his chest, palms slanted to the sides of his face, and pale energy rose from his hands like smoke and mist.

Then he suddenly stretched out his hands and folded them together, and the two winds joined together, piercing the air like cannonballs and shooting towards Smith not far away.

"Wind King!"

Boom!

A huge force burst out, and the ground under his serious feet suddenly shook a large piece of broken earth.

He himself then retreated sharply back by nearly two positions, and even the strong physical fitness of Serious was shaken up by the strong recoil.

The pale wind tangled into a slender spiral arrow, which swept a distance of more than a hundred meters in an instant, and shot straight towards Smith's arrow.

Fortunately, this is a flying prop attack after all, and it does not have the "instant hit" characteristic of Kunpeng, so ...... Smith struggled to react.

He slumped down, roared with all his might, and slashed at the ground with his limbs, finally dodging with a roll the moment the wind arrow got close.

However...... As early as the first moment he hit the "Wind King" in his hand, he had already adjusted his posture again and burst out, and between the wind, he rushed towards Smith's tumbling direction.

So, the moment Smith finished rolling, he just saw the serious body that stopped and glided, close in front of him!

What kind of despair is that?

Like a little mouse being played with by a cat in the palm of his hand, he doesn't know whether the next time will be a playful play or a deadly lore.

He rolled this one, just rolled under the serious feet, and there was no mistake.

Serious laughed, raised his arm and pressed it down suddenly, immediately pinching the back of the opponent's neck and pressing him off the ground.

Rumble!!

At this point, the serious "Wind King" hit the small mountain bag in the distance.

In an instant, the whole mountain bag disappeared out of thin air, and the fine clods of earth were sprinkled high into the sky, and then turned into even finer pieces of powder in the rumbling and muffled sound.

Between the fluttering clothes, he laughed solemnly and said, "Where are you going?"

The fear in his heart was like a flood beast, and in just a moment, it took away all the strength of Smith's resistance.

His lips twitched like a ghost, his body trembled like chaff, and cold sweat trickled down his clothes.

"Look at your cowardice. Serious pursed his lips, and with one hand, he pressed Smith's head directly to the ground, literally.

Hearing a muffled sound, Seriousness slammed his head into the ground.

Then he got up, raised his foot and volleyed, kicking the opponent away again, bringing up a line of broken dirt and dust.

"Hehe~" He smiled lightly again, raised his eyebrows, turned to look in the direction of Zuo Qiu Li, and just wanted to find the figure of the other party, but his face changed suddenly.

Burst!

Like a puppet cut off a thread, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he fell to his knees.

"What's the situation?"