Reconciled with the four of Amon, Wen Yiming didn't think about talking nonsense, this is not the Western Regions, let alone the south, and it seems that there is no such awesome profession at all if he wants to solve problems by playing tricks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is no misunderstanding here, there is no right or wrong in any conflict, and it is my brother who survives.

Wen Yiming's aura shrank by a hundred meters, and the four points shared landed on the four of Amon, and the dragon lance retreated to a boulder behind him, and at the same time transmitted: "Amon and I are guarding the two wings, the clouds are assisted by the boulders, and the two of you are protecting the clouds." ”

In the previous combat cooperation, Wen Yiming basically understood the combat skills and strengths of several people.

Amon didn't have to say it, the chain knife was quite slippery, and his fierce combat power directly reflected that he was a forging martial arts cultivator, and the sluggish effect of the virus butcher knife was double, and whoever he cut was killed.

Ling Qingping's cultivation in the early stage of the third layer of the Great Martial Arts was as weak as an egg that had been hatched, and it could break its shell at any time, and its ability to carry pressure was quite poor. It uses a short sword, and its only strength is that it is agile in reaching out.

The seventh sister of the ninth layer of the martial artist made him speechless, a blade like a full moon scimitar, it was dazzling to dance, but the combat power was like a chick cub that had been hatched, without the protection of the hen's wings, it was simply weak. Its advantage is that it has an ice and snow mind, is good at judging the situation, and reacts quickly enough.

Among the three girls, the only one who makes Wen Yiming optimistic is the clouds, the attack power is not good, but he is good at using the piano skills to assist, his major "Seven Strings of Sound Wave" can increase his own strength, and another martial arts skill called "Confused Three Strings" disturbs people's minds.

Seven-string sound wave, according to Yun Duo, is the main practice of Dongsen Chuangyi Pavilion Qin Cultivation, and she has only comprehended the first string, the string of strength! With her current strength, the strength of up to three teammates can be increased at the same time, and the effect is to increase the strength by two percent.

For ordinary martial arts cultivators, two percent may be good, but for a barbarian-like forging martial cultivation like Wen Yiming, the increase of two percent is enough to raise the leapfrog students one level.

Wen Yiming clenched the dragon spear, his mind was running rapidly, and his attention was locked on the beard, which was the highest cultivation among the thirteen people in front, and below it were all the second and third layers of the Great Martial Arts, and there were only three on the first floor.

The conflict broke out, and there was no shouting of killing, and the six martial cultivators stepped forward and sacrificed all kinds of blades to surround them.

Wen Yiming didn't dare to break away from the battle circle and charge, he had to ensure that he could help in time.

The chain knife in Amon's hand was wrapped around his right hand, and the head of the kitchen knife with a fierce light was slowly flickering in a circle, and a slow 'woo' sound sounded, and his face was expressionless.

'Whoosh!'

As three cold arrows shot at Wen Yiming, the solemn atmosphere was broken.

At the same time that Wen Yiming the dragon spear provoked three clusters of spear flowers, the thunder roar was divided into two ways and shared with Amon.

Two howls shook out in almost no particular order.

"Uh... Roar!

At the same time, the rear piano sounded.

'Zheng-!'

The clouds waved their hands, and two sound waves that seemed to flow in the air landed on Wen Yiming and Amon.

Wen Yiming felt that his strength had increased by two percent, he picked up the cold arrow, strode sideways, shook his hand and pierced the dragon spear towards the middle line of the formation, and a drop of essence blood exploded in an instant.

'Bang!'

The will to die was pervasive, and it merged with Shura's killing intent in an instant.

The group is surrounded by strong people, how can they keep their hands, Wen Yiming's direction rolled up into pieces of dead branches and leaves, and then was shocked into powder by the qi, making the air filled with gray-brown variegation, and choking incomparably nasiling.

The blessing of the battle cry, the explosion of sacrifice, the string of strength, under the amplification of the three, the speed is extremely fast, and three people are injured in a row with one shot.

", all of them, slaughter that qin girl for me first!" The beard was shocked, roared and ordered, and raised his sacrificial knife to cross the crowd, but was not shocked by Wen Yiming.

Qin girl, I'm! Wen Yiming was almost confused, why don't you give me these keywords at a critical moment, it will kill you.

Thirteen Great Martial Arts Martial Cultivators, Wen Yiming is not afraid, Amon himself is the cultivation of the fourth layer of Great Martial Arts, after the battle in the early morning, he already knows that his combat power is enough to kill the fifth layer of Great Martial Arts, this is still the first time that Amon has cultivated, not to the full state, otherwise it will be even more violent.

Zu'an madman is by no means a wasted local chicken and tile dog.

The next battle situation did not make Wen Yiming easy, and the addition of the beard greatly increased the morale of the enemy, leading five people to charge, and their martial arts showed their magical powers. And the four martial cultivators in the rear actually slowly rose into the air, sacrificed long-range weapons and began to suppress them in the air.

As a last resort, Wen Yiming took another step across, retreated diagonally, protected the three women in the rear, and at the same time carried the overlord spear to pick and slash and slash, intercepting the onslaught of the group.

'Whoosh-whoosh!'

A dense array of arrows descended from the sky, followed by a dull wind, a javelin more than two meters long, heading straight for the clouds.

Yun Duo Fuqin's hands trembled a little, the two sides fought for less than three seconds, the confused sound wave was not enough to form, and she felt the murderous aura coming from the air, her scalp and back were numb.

Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and fired two shots horizontally, making the offensive in front of him pause slightly, and hurriedly retreated again, and the spinner arm raised the gun to spill a shadow of a gun, sweeping most of the high-altitude arrows away, and the rest was intercepted by Ling Qingping and Yue Qimei.

After a pause in front of him, the javelin followed by him had locked onto the clouds, Wen Yiming didn't know what to do, Amon's chain knife had been wrapped around it in the air, and he dragged the javelin away between his arms, and threw his arms towards the enemy group.

In less than four seconds of siege, Ling Qingping and Yue Qimei were already injured in the interception of arrows, and their arms were hung with colors.

Wen Yiming was also injured in several places, and the opposite side was full of great martial artists, who had already been able to transform into a true element, and all kinds of martial arts brought up pieces of sword and sword qi, and they all rushed towards Wen Yiming.

In many constraints, Wen Yiming was unable to give full play to his strength, and he defended and counterattacked in place, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. Seeing that the second wave of suppression of the four martial cultivators rose again, Wen Yiming's spirit ruin space essence blood exploded again.

'Bang!'

Red flashed in his eyes, and under the death of Amon's chain knife, Wen Yiming turned over his hand and swallowed two bottles of medicine, and slammed through one arm with one hand.

'Aoang-!'

The spear came out like a dragon, and the thin energy shook the sword qi and sword light, and rushed straight to the front of a breach.

"Amon, break them up!" Wen Yiming said, the outflanking circle was getting smaller and smaller, and he had to take risks.

Withdrawing his arm and returning the gun, the power of the supreme soft ran the dragon spear to spin up a defensive light curtain with a golden wire circling, and it was almost a second from the second explosion of the essence blood, Wen Yiming's new injuries were added, and the blood instantly soaked out of his clothes, which made him quite aggrieved.

In the early stage of a single two-to-three-person Great Martial Artist, he could completely suppress it, but in the face of the distant and close attacks of a large group of Great Martial Artists, he also had to protect his teammates in the rear, which made his combat power plummet.

The front encirclement was blasted open by Wen Yiming and a shot, Amon roared, broke through with both feet, and swung around to swing the chain knife away, tiger and tiger.

Amon only took one step, and then entered the enemy group, and the knife head brought up by the chain rolled up dozens of shadow lines, and among the two knives in his body, several martial cultivators forced five meters away.

Wen Yiming didn't dare to follow the charge away from the three Yun Duo behind, because the second wave of volley arrows had already come out, and there were three more javelins among them.

Amon's close-range charge made Wen Yiming's pressure suddenly decrease, and he easily intercepted in the second wave of suppression, and no one was hit by an arrow, but Amon, who was alone in the depths, had already hit several sword qi at this moment, and he was covered in blood.

"Collect the qin and defend!" Wen Yiming raised his foot to pick up a javelin at the same time, and took off his hand to a martial artist who was lifted into the air.

He decided to be shortlisted to support Amon, so he was too passive.

At this time, several ground martial cultivators who were forced to open actually took off one after another to prepare for the True Yuan to control the sky.

Wen Yiming was extremely depressed, his true yuan had not been completely transformed, although he could control the sky, he was not flexible enough, and he was completely a living target.