A hint of mockery flashed in Qingying's eyes, and his palms slapped horizontally, facing Shang Zhanjie's confident empty hand.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Zhan Jie was stunned, and Qingying reflexively kicked at Zhan Jie's door.

The improvement of cultivation has also enhanced Qingying's flexibility, and many actions that he couldn't do when he didn't leave Yeyun Town are now easy.

Zhan Jie crossed his arms and blocked his face.

Qingying tiptoed a little, and did not step down as Zhan Jie expected, but withdrew away.

Zhan Jie mistakenly thought that Qingying was leaving, so he stepped forward and grabbed Qingying's ankle.

After grabbing Qingying as he wished, Zhan Jie let out a loud shout, his center of gravity sank, and his elbow pulled down.

Qingying admitted that she underestimated Zhan Jie, which was a mistake that should not have been made. At such a close distance, he was careless.

The center of gravity was suddenly driven, and Qingying's whole person felt bad.

Turning over and kicking in the air, Zhan Jie, who had been prepared for a long time, stretched out his free hand and pressed his head.

Zhan Jie grabbed Qingying's body and smashed it directly to the ground.

Qingying supported the ground with both hands, and the wind element held him up, looking back, Qingying popped out three wind blades, facing Jie's eyebrows, chest, and calves.

These three wind blades shot Zhan Jie only to find out that he had misestimated Qingying's cultivation, and he couldn't ignore the seventh-layer cultivation of the Wuyuan Realm.

With one free hand, Zhan Jie's hand swept by the brilliance, brushing it down from his head, erasing the two wind blades. The last wind blade, Zhan Jie's toes touched the ground, and he spun suddenly, narrowly avoiding the wind blade.

After removing one hand, Zhan Jie's control over Qingying's body was no longer so strong, and as soon as Qingying's virtual consciousness moved, the wind element pushed him to rotate for two weeks, forcing Zhan Jie to let go of his other hand.

After landing on the ground, Qingying and Zhan Jie opened a distance.

Zhan Jie stabilized his body, looked at Qingying, and grinned.

The seventh layer of the Wuyuan Realm is a bit unexpected, but that's all.

In front of the elemental masters at the peak of the Wuyuan Realm, where did the following elemental masters come from to fight back.

Zhan Jie licked his lips and said in a frenzy: "It is your honor that you have alarmed a city lord and died at my hands. I allow you to die with dignity. You're worth my shot. ”

After speaking, Zhan Jie pulled out a ghost-headed knife.

The blade is wide, the back is slightly curved, the tip is prominent, the handle is curved, and the blood-colored cloth band surrounds the handle.

The knife is dignified and murderous.

Qingying was silent, and there was no movement.

Zhan Jie seemed to understand something, turned his head and said, "Give him a weapon." ”

A man in black threw the iron spear in his hand and plunged it into the ground an inch in front of the green shadow, trembling continuously.

The spear is about seven feet seven inches long, with a prismatic blade and a three-edged armor-piercing cone at the tip of the spear.

An ordinary ninth-grade refining weapon.

Airplanes......

The spear was still trembling, and Qingying grabbed the handle of the spear with his backhand, pulled it out hard, and lifted the spear upside down, facing Zhan Jie.

Zhan Jie laughed loudly and rushed towards Qingying with his sword.

Qingying sighed lightly, and walked like the wind, and the tail of the gun swept, but it was the green dragon that swung its tail.

He doesn't know much about guns, so he can only use whatever he wants.

Zhan Jie flicked his knife lightly, and with a turn of the knife, he easily swung the spear away. The knife momentum is closed, Zhan Jie steps forward on his toes, the knife is forward, the star soul is entangled, and he takes the Qingying Empty Gate.

Qingying withdrew his spear, and at the same time fixed his feet on the ground, his center of gravity stood on his feet, and his upper body fell downward, and the blade brushed against Qingying's forehead, and the blade was cold, wiping a trace of green hair.

Zhan Jie has been practicing swords for less than ten years, and how Qingying reacts will not surprise him.

You're in control.

The face of the ghost head knife trembled slightly, and the momentum sank vigorously, and it fell.

Qingying's right foot touched the ground, his body retreated, his spear flicked, and he turned around and hit Zhan Jie's forehead.

It seems to be a head-on piercing eyebrow.

The spear momentum was unstoppable, Zhan Jie chose to temporarily avoid the edge, and while his body pounced, he slapped the ghost head knife and crashed into the barrel of the spear.

The spear tilted, and Qingying felt like he was about to get out of his hands.

For Zhan Jie's rich combat experience, Qingying is ashamed of himself.

In the final analysis, Qingying has not experienced a life-and-death struggle, and his combat experience is too poor.

Kan Kan stabilized the spear, and Zhan Jie slapped Qingying's chest with a palm.

Qingying reluctantly let the spear go, and put his hands in front of his chest.

Boom!

Qingying snorted, stepped back again, sensed the big tree behind him, got up and jumped back, and dodged sideways.

Bite!

Boom!

The two weapons collided and, as expected, bounced off and fell into the distance.

Qingying glanced at the spear, and had no intention of picking it up.

Zhan Jie patted the ground and got up, laughing.

"Yes, it's a pity that you're not my opponent, how about it, how are you thinking about it?"

"What?"

Qingying said in a muffled voice.

"Surrender to the battle city, what kind of outstanding talent are you, and if you sacrifice the golden wolf, you will definitely be able to get a good position, everything, I believe the city lord will not be held accountable." ”

Qingying snorted coldly, his footsteps slipped, and he rushed towards Zhan Jie again, with a palm of his hand, the elements condensed.

Zhan Jie guessed that the other side would not surrender, so he did not continue to persuade, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, his arm shook, and he kicked sideways.

Rumble!

The elemental ball hit the tip of Zhan Jie's toe, and his energy was full of energy.

Qingying retreated halfway, his eyes flashed, his toes were wrong, and his body suddenly froze.

Zhan Jie struck back with his elbow to block Qingying's downward pressure.

Bounced up, and a carp flew into the air.

Hey!

Zhan Jie adjusted his posture, squatted down, and jumped suddenly. At a speed far beyond Qingying, catch up with Qingying.

Zhan Jie smiled hideously, folded his hands, and slashed vigorously after surpassing Qingying.

Qingying's eyes froze, elemental, earth!

The brown element surrounded Zhan Jie's hand, and before he fell, a sense of heaviness had already hit his face.

The Blue Shadow Control Wind Element appeared all over his body, but it could only barely offset the pressure brought by Zhan Jie, and the suppression of cultivation could not be compensated for by the elemental level alone.

He kicked Zhan Jie's hands with a kick, and the sharp pain from the soles of his feet made Qingying's face change.

Falling heavily, the grass and trees scattered.

After Zhan Jie stabilized his body with strength, he fell suddenly.

The hands of the surrounding battle cities showed mockery, and the seventh-level cultivation of the Wuyuan Realm was so ignorant.

They are the descendants of Zhan Jie, and everything is carried out by Zhan Jie's orders.

In their opinion, Zhan Jie is the greatest elemental master, and they don't know what this mentality Zhan Jie is trained on. But the effect is very good, for them, anyone who offends Zhanjie is an enemy.

Ahem.

Qingying turned over and lay on the ground with some difficulty, this blow was really uncomfortable, if it weren't for his abnormal physique, it was estimated that he would die directly on the spot.

At a glance, the iron spear was inserted aside.

The Devil's Head Knife also fell to the ground.

Zhan Jie landed in front of Qingying and said coldly: "The last chance, how can you be able to block my Broken Palm, you are proud enough." ”

Qingying said in a faint voice: "It's a pity that you miscalculated one thing. ”

Zhan Jie said disdainfully: "What else?"

"Your shattered palm does hurt a lot, but it's not enough to hurt me seriously. ”

Before Zhan Jie could react, Qingying rolled on the spot, flew on tiptoe, grabbed the spear, didn't look behind him, threw a shot, and the trajectory was directed at Zhan Jie's chest.

Zhan Jie's face was gloomy, and he waved his hand to flick the spear.

Qingying had left a long distance, and the men of Zhancheng hula surrounded him, trying to block Qingying back.

Qingying used his hand as a knife, waved his hand and slashed horizontally, taking advantage of the slight deviation of the first person's head, the other hand grabbed the person's waist.

Qingying paused in his hand, his idea was to kill this person directly, and then break through directly.

Although he has seen life and death, Qingying's heart is only thirteen years old, and he is still resistant to the bloody scene that can be predicted.

As soon as the gesture changed, Qingying grabbed the meat target and spun it in a circle.

These people are disciplined, and they can be cultivated to the highest level of the fifth layer of the Wuyuan Realm, and Qingying really wants to deal with them, but it is just a matter of breath.

The encirclement dispersed, and taking advantage of the gap exposed at this moment, Qingying threw out the unlucky egg in his hand, flipped forward, dodged the spear that swept behind him, and pulled away.

Zhan Jie waved his hand to stop the subordinates who wanted to catch up, he knew that he couldn't catch up, and the attainment of the wind element revealed by the green shadow was not under his understanding of the earth element.

The wind element is known for its speed, and it is normal that they can't catch up, in addition to the green shadow, they also have to capture foreign beasts, that matter is more important, as for this matter, let's take it as an episode.

Seeing that there was no one chasing behind, Qingying jumped up to the tree, and looked back with a meaningful smile: "Zhan Jie, we are very clear about your affairs, think twice." ”

Without waiting for Zhan Jie to ask, Qingying bounced a few times and left Zhan Jie's sight.

Zhan Jie's expression at this moment was gloomy and about to drip water. He didn't know what Qingying meant by what he said, was it a warning to him, or was he aware of everything in the battle city?

That sentence was originally Qingying's unintentional words with the help of the name of Windy City, and the original meaning was to test.

From Zhan Jie's changing face, he could see a lot of things.

During this time, the battle city may be turbulent.

As for Zhan Jie, Qingying felt that it was not difficult to surpass Zhan Jie, and it was not so easy to break through the Infiltration Yuan Realm.

With the same cultivation, Qingying has the confidence to overpower Zhan Jie.

You can't go to the Qingmu River, since Zhan Jie is here to capture strange beasts, he must be prepared, the Qingmu River is easy to get water, and there may be elite soldiers.

Then there is only going in the opposite direction.

Catching a wild beast on the way, and after hastily eating it, the green shadow made its way along the edge of the forest.

As night fell, Qingying also estimated that he was about to leave, preparing to find a place to rest for the night nearby, and rush to Shimu Town tomorrow morning.

A small town between the Qingmu River and the Qiuping Mountains, because of the residents of the Demon Hunting City and the dragons and snakes in all aspects, the development here is not inferior to that of Jianle Town.

The moonlight shone on the treetops, sprinkling silver rays.

Qingying leaned a little closer into the forest, the trees inside were much more hidden than the outside.

Qingying quickly found a dense tree, swept it away, and found that there were no strange beasts, and was somewhat satisfied.

This tree is about twenty zhang high, and Qingying's current perception range is eighteen zhang, it doesn't need to be too high, the height of about ten zhang is enough for him to rest.

Walking under the tree, Qingying was about to jump up, his face changed suddenly, his face showed pain, and he held on to the trunk of the tree, Qingying couldn't stop sweating coldly.

Glancing around, he saw a bush not far away, and Qingying dragged his steps and rushed there to pounce on it.

The rumbling of the leaves quickly returned to normal.

If you don't pay attention, who will notice that there is a person here.