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Looking at Zhao Fukong's face, Qi Ming sneered, and then his eyes flickered, and the several orange flames surrounding Zhao Fukong's body shrank inward violently, but Zhao Fukong had already disappeared there first, appearing at the tail end of the elf ship. Then, he raised an index finger at Qiming and shook it, "Sneak attack is not a good habit, you see, I haven't attacked you before." ”

With a sneer, Qiming said, "That's because you didn't find a chance." Let's go, I can't beat you now, but you don't want to kill me!"

As he spoke, the group flew to Qiming's side, circling his body in a regular manner.

Seeing this, Zhao Weikong chuckled and said, "Yes, with the protection of this flame, it is indeed difficult to kill you, but ...... What if I kill him?"

Suddenly, Zhao Yukong's figure moved, and immediately appeared beside Saitoichi, swinging a dagger and slashing at his neck. Zhao Fukong's speed was extremely fast, and without a hint, Saito didn't react at all.

"You dare!"

Qi Ming let out a loud shout, and at the same time, one of the orange flames around him flew out violently, striking at Zhao Fukong's back. If Zhao Fukong didn't dodge, Saito would certainly be beheaded with a sword, but Zhao Fukong would also be hit by this flame.

At the last moment, Zhao Fukong's figure blurred for a while, and the orange flame passed through the afterimage he left behind without hindrance, and then when he was about to touch Saito, he suddenly exploded, turning into countless small flames, bypassing Saitoichi's location and reuniting.

Seeing this, as soon as Saito was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a "snort", and a blood line appeared on his left shoulder, and then the entire left arm was broken at the root, and it fell on the board with a "poof", and the blood suddenly flowed to the ground like letting go of the gate.

Saito moved his shoulders in disbelief, and after a full two or three seconds, he felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but scream.

But he is also a strong man who has unlocked the genetic lock, and this pain will not make him lose his mind, I saw him grit his teeth, endure the pain, and use his only remaining right hand to take out a Dao talisman that exudes a pale cyan light from his arms and stick it on his left shoulder, and suddenly a blue light gushes out from the Dao talisman, wrapping the fracture, and then the pain disappears.

Allowing Qingguang to repair the broken arm, Saito Yi no longer cared about it, and looked up at Qiming, only to see that the latter was already fighting with Zhao Fukong.

Qiming still sat motionless, the orange flames spinning around him at high speed, as if they had been connected together, forming a protective shield.

However, for Zhao Weikong, this speed was not fast enough, the orange flames were not enough to completely wrap Qiming's body, and there were not a lot of gaps between the flames. In response to these gaps, Zhao Fukong's body was like a ghost, appearing around Qiming's body from time to time, and the red light flashed in his hand, attacking the gaps.

His body was so fast that in a trance, it seemed that countless of him appeared beside Qiming at the same time, and Saito's heart was beating for a while.

On the other hand, Qiming's face did not have any expression, his heart was extremely calm, with his innate terrifying perception, no matter which direction Zhao Yukong attacked, there must be an orange flame appearing there to block his coming.

The position of the battle between the two was only limited to the small space of the elven ship, but in terms of the degree of danger, I don't know how much higher than the grand and majestic battle scene in the past. For a while, everyone's eyes were locked on the narrow area between square inches, and Saito wanted to help several times, and even the flying sword was already unsheathed, suspended high above his head, but Zhao Fukong's strange speed alone made him dizzy, and he didn't know where to aim at all.

Suddenly, Zhao Fukong, who kept flashing around Qiming, disappeared again, and when he appeared again, he had already come to the riverbank, and at this time, the elven fleet had already sailed past the two huge statues, and the cliffs on both sides had disappeared, replaced by a river beach made of sand and gravel.

Looking at Zhao Weikong standing on the river beach, Qiming's face was serious, he did not relax in the slightest, and his eyes were still firmly locked on this man.

"It's amazing, it looks like I really can't kill you. Zhao Fukong chuckled.

"Still, I'll have to charge some interest!"

"Oh no! you be careful!" Qiming's face changed drastically, and he barely turned his head to shout at Gunnier. But Zhao Weikong arrived before his voice, and had already appeared on the ship where Gunnier and they were.

Gunier and the other members of the Arctic Continent team were watching a play on their ship, who would have thought that such a thing would happen in an instant. Seeing Zhao Fukong's appearance, Gunnier was shocked, but he didn't sit still. He roared, and a layer of hoarfrost appeared around him, and the icy cold instantly formed a layer of ice on the surface of the river near the boat he was in, which showed how low its temperature was.

However, this cold air did not have the slightest effect on Zhao Fukong, and with a small step forward, he appeared directly beside Gangnier, stretched out his pale and slender hand, directly passed through the hoarfrost around Gangnier, grabbed his shoulder, and then the two of them flashed, disappeared in place, and appeared on the bank of the river at the same time.

The other member of the Arctic Continent team somehow stood there as if he didn't notice it, and only half a second later, a blood line appeared on his neck, and then with a "poof", his head fell off his neck.

"!"

Anyway, he walked all the way, and he saved his life before, seeing this sudden change, Qiming couldn't help but scold, but other than that, he didn't take any action.

"Hehe, sure enough, he was very black-hearted, and he watched his life-saving benefactor being killed. Zhao Fukong chuckled.

"Fuck you! Zhao Fukong! You'd better not fall into the hands of Lao Tzu!" Qiming gritted his teeth and said.

The distance had no meaning to Zhao Fukong, Qiming could only barely predict the direction where this man would appear next by paying full attention, and his telekinesis was far from recovering, and could only cover everything on the ship he was on, and he was powerless to rescue him.

On the side, Zhao Weikong's hand was only lightly resting on Gunnier's shoulder, but if you look closely, you will find that the hand on the shoulder is vibrating at a very small rate at high speed. As if because of this, Gunnier was horrified to find that he couldn't lift the slightest strength, his body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and he couldn't even use the frost fruit ability in his body.

"It's useless, I've already unloaded all your strength. Zhao Weikong looked at Gunnier, with a kind smile on his face, and with the hand he put on the latter's shoulder, he looked from a distance, like an old friend who had not seen him for a long time.