Chapter 70: Counter-Killing

Shan Ye held his sword to block the blue-faced man's powerful downward slash, and he took dozens of steps back.

He didn't know how to use a sword, and the first glance at the Shadowless Sword was just a coincidence.

If he matures a little more, he will think more and will no longer be dominated by subjective consciousness.

He is not a genius who crosses the level of challenge like Qingying, the vast majority of elementalists are at the level of the norm, and there are too many things needed to challenge the level.

The blue-faced man was unforgiving, and the long stick was vigorous, pinching the head of the stick and hitting Shan Ye's calf.

Shan Ye raised his foot and retreated to avoid it, and the blue-faced man hit the other leg with the trend, and Shan Ye kept pushing back.

The long stick made a crunching sound on the stone surface, and the soles of Shan Ye's feet were windy, almost dancing out of the afterimage.

He knew that this was not the way to go, the long stick blocked his route to retreat in other directions, he had to retreat, but if he retreated, he would be forced off the cliff sooner or later.

The blue-faced man's way may be a bit shameless, after all, he has enough strength to suppress it, and he chose this almost scoundrel style of play.

It's his usual style, leaving no variables, which is really shameless, but he's a member of the Onetooth Gang.

The One-Tooth Gang is not a good place, and the people inside are naturally not good people, even if there are not many people in the One-Tooth Gang now.

But no one would think that the Onetooths would perish.

As long as the Lone Hedgehog is alive and the Solitary Tooth Gang is re-established, it will only be a matter of time.

Seeing that the blue-faced man looked slightly in a trance, Shan Ye snorted coldly, although his cultivation and strength were not enough, but if he didn't take him in his eyes like this, should it be said that he was blindly confident?

Seeing the opportunity, Shan Ye threw out the shadowless sword and stabbed it into the chest of the blue-faced man.

The blue-faced man reflexively retreated, but the momentary trance made him pay the price.

There is nothing wrong with retreating, the problem is that in this kind of cultivation, how can a person's speed be faster than that of a refining weapon.

The refiner missed the target, but stabbed it on the sole of the blue-faced man's foot.

The blue-faced man screamed in pain, reaching out to pull out the Shadowless Sword.

Shan Ye was waiting for this moment, flew forward, took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed it into his chest in the stunned eyes of the blue-faced man.

"You ......"

The blue-faced man spat out a mouthful of blood, and Shan Ye withdrew to avoid it, and pulled out the shadowless sword with his hand.

The aggravation of the injury made the blue-faced man unable to fall.

Turning around, a sword fell, and it was inserted into the chest of the blue-faced man, this blow cut off all the illusions of the blue-faced man, and his life was over.

Wiping his sweat, Shan Ye had palpitations, and there was an abyss less than two feet behind him.

Often in the Lion Eagle Gang and the gang, he often goes out to hunt strange beasts, and his combat experience is only a lot more than that of the gang.

If you only look at his age and appearance, and regard him as a son of a family who is ignorant of the world, it is to look away.

At this time, the two people behind Du Zheng also noticed Shan Ye.

"Shan Ye, Lion Eagle Gang?" The third child frowned, why did the people of the Lion Eagle Gang also get involved.

Originally, they were not on the right path with the Lion Eagle Gang, and if it was known that they were killed so badly, I am afraid that they would be happy.

Speaking of which, a few of them did drink a little too much today, and they didn't even know that an enemy was approaching.

However, everyone has to stay.

The sword qi swept across, and the green shadow retreated, raising the spear and swinging a star soul, and the two attacks were annihilated in the air.

With a wave of his hand, a wind blade flew out and flew in an arc.

Duqi's eyes froze, and the majestic star soul popped out of the body, blocking the wind blade.

Duqi was able to cultivate to the level of the eighth layer of the Wuyuan Realm, relying not on talent, but on plunder, and the original intention to persist only by plundering.

The original intention of plundering resources.

As an elementalist without elements, he did not feel sorry for himself like ordinary elementalists, but vowed to cultivate to the realm of Dacheng and be proud of those elementals who possessed elements.

Now, he's got his wish.

Over the years, there have been no less than double digits of high-level elementals with elementals who have died under his hands, which is also something he is proud of.

It was precisely because he had dealt with such elementalists that he knew how difficult these elementalists were.

For him, the star souls that these elementals can exert are more than two percent higher than those of elementals without elements, which means that the strength will be so much higher.

At first, Duji underestimated this kind of elemental, but after his misjudgment caused him to lose many of his right-hand men, he finally decided to face it himself.

After the confrontation, Duji knew his mistake, and it was really difficult to accept.

Later, when facing the elementals with elementals, he always reminds himself to restrain his contempt.

Not to mention going all out, at least to concentrate.

What's more, Qingying relies on the elements, and his strength is on par with him, if he doesn't take it seriously, he may capsize in the gutter.

Holding the Soulless Spear in his hand, Qingying spread his hands, and in an instant, countless wind elements erupted from his body, and the emerald green light filled the audience for a while.

The lone hedgehog wielded his greatsword, creating a sword curtain that enveloped itself, and the wind blade snapped on the curtain with a clanging sound.

After a few breaths, Duji's eyes flashed, and he let out a loud shout and made an upward propping motion.

"Sword open!"

A wave visible to the naked eye suddenly dispersed, shooting backwards in all directions with the wind blade.

Shan Ye screamed and fell to the ground.

The third and fourth took a step forward, one hand on top and the other on the bottom, and a touch of star soul barrier quickly unfolded, blocking in front of the two of them.

Like a raging storm, Qingying shouted, pointed his toes on the ground, jumped into the air, pressed down with his gun, and a sharp qi pierced through the barrier, wrapped in iron, and fell awe-inspiringly.

Hey!

The lone hedgehog and a sword are raised, the spear flies upside down, the soles of the lone hedgehog sink, and the lower limit of the stone surface is two feet.

Catching the soulless spear in the air, the green shadow swooped down, the spear stretched out, and the ferocity rolled.

"This move, for, sweep the sky!"

The lone hedgehog applied for solemnity, let go of the big sword, and did not know how to make the big sword levitate in front of him in such a way that the tip of the sword was down.

Rumble!

A wave of air swept away with the lone hedgehog as the center, and the momentum of the green shadow falling in the air made the waves spread faster.

Shan Ye, who was lying on the ground not far away, was stunned, and was directly shocked and fell into the distance.

The third child frowned, and the fourth child was thoughtful.

The only two trees on the top of the hill were uprooted and nowhere to be found.

The hair of the lone tiger is flying, and there is a sense of a demon god.

At this moment, Duqi folded his hands, lowered his eyebrows, and his lips trembled.

At the moment when the spear fell, the big sword made a soft sound, and at an extremely terrifying speed, it rotated half a circle, and the tip of the sword went upwards and slashed down.

Scold!

Qingying sensed that something was wrong, and immediately let go of his hands, and his body retreated.

Boom!

The spear didn't seem to be able to withstand the force, and exploded with a bang.

Fragments shot in all directions, and the spear head flew past Qingying's face with a strong wind, leaving a trail of blood across Qingying's entire face.

Beads of blood poured out and dripped to the ground, and Qingying gently covered the wound with her hand.

Painful pain.