Chapter 70: The Treasure of the White Mansion (6)

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The two of them fought upside down here, but outside they were already in chaos, screaming and running away with their heads in their hands, only hating why their parents didn't give birth to a few more feet for themselves, for these ordinary people, this movement is tantamount to shaking the ground.

At this time, it was completely different from Beiwei's imagination, he thought that Yu Ji should continue to dodge with that clever move, even if he didn't escape like those ordinary people, he had to be careful to prepare for a retreat, but in front of him, his fists were to the flesh, and this fast attack was that he had already stepped into the foundation building period, but the surging spiritual power in his body still made him a little unbearable. What's more, Yu Ji doesn't even have the foundation building period, what is she going to do!?

This move is one move after another, and the moves are non-stop, but it is extremely dangerous to be able to dodge by the wind, several times the line of life and death, but the original intention has not changed, and the small body of more than one meter and six is hard to kill a heroic momentum.

There is no trick to ride the wind, and there is no Yang Wulei who has repeatedly performed miraculous feats, it is completely full of spiritual power to condense the palm, and the moves are ruthless, ignoring the realm of Beiwei that is obviously higher than his own, just to bite a bite of flesh on the other party.

Under such an offensive, Beiwei was also very embarrassed, he scolded in his heart, this woman is completely a madman, and at the same time, he continued to take every palm of Yu Ji's spiritual power, these days are used to being chic, and he can't help but be a little naughty, relying on his own foundation and cultivation, hard bar Yu Ji, but who would have thought that the opposite side was a madman who didn't want to die!

His situation is not good, but Yu Ji's situation must be much worse than him! Yu Ji definitely can't stay, Beiwei has already made up his mind, at this time, he also gritted his teeth, and used the word "drag", he didn't believe that Yu Ji's spiritual power at the ninth layer of qi refining could be compared to the spiritual power of the second layer of his foundation? !

The two attacked each other, one tried his best, his moves were extremely ruthless, and the other also endured the surging spiritual power and blood, and their fists and palms were connected, both of them refused to let go of each other's posture.

Yu Ji gritted her teeth, almost heard her arm make a tooth-sour sound, Beiwei's spiritual power in every move was stronger than her, but in less than forty moves, her arm was already about to be overwhelmed, if it weren't for the incomparably diligent daily diligent brewing and drinking medicinal tea spiritual power quenching body, I was afraid that I would not be able to support it.

Under the bombardment of the spiritual power of the two, the surroundings have almost become a ruin, and the fat powder Luo skirt and bamboo Qin Se have long been gone, and the stairs under the feet of the two are already crumbling, squeaking and screaming, but Yu Ji seems to turn a deaf ear, regardless of the dust around her, and regardless of the fact that the enemy and me are under the dangerous wall, she is only bent on Beiwei's life, not retreating, and making hard moves, as if she wants to give up this body of flesh and blood here.

The sharp pain from the arm constantly stimulated Yu Ji's nerves, but the spiritual power gathered in the palms of the arm, repairing the porcelain that seemed to be full of cracks from time to time, and he took sixty moves with Beiwei, at this time Yu Ji seemed to be fine, but Beiwei couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Yu Ji's spiritual power had greatly exceeded his expectations.

Beiwei thought that it was just a ninth layer of qi refining, and the spiritual power would be full of flaws if it was supported until forty-five moves at most, but he didn't expect that Yu Ji would have been with him until sixty moves, and he still couldn't see Yu Ji's bottom at this time, how should this be good!?

Beiwei couldn't help but be a little flustered in his heart, but Yu Ji's quick attack entangled him to death, so that he couldn't get out. At this time, Beiwei couldn't help but think crankily, could it be that the woman on the other side hid her strength, but in fact, her strength was quite unsatisfactory to him!?

The more I thought about it, the more shocked I became, at this time, a thought quickly crossed Beiwei's mind, could it be that I fell into the other party's way!? Under the mixture of anger and anger, his subordinates were on the spot, but the very spiritual power fist seemed to be able to spit out only half of it, where could Beiwei stay, he didn't care about Yu Ji's palm to block the road, his left arm was hard against Yu Ji's palm, and he retreated quickly.

I should have jumped out of the window, but Beiwei suddenly discovered, where can I find the window? More than 60 moves have passed, but they are no longer in the same place, such five or six steps if they are put aside, but it is only a moment, but at this time, it is like a moat every other day.

At this time, Beiwei was shocked and angry, and he was in a hurry, and shouted loudly, "That woman, I was kind enough to fight with you, but you made a tight move, if you do this again, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

Hearing Beiwei's words, Yu Ji almost laughed out loud in anger, "What a big statement, your cheeky skin is only three points thicker than the walls of this Chunjiang City, Beiwei, you don't have to quibble, I'm here to clean up the portal!" ”

Riding the wind to the feet, taking a step away, Yu Ji rushed extremely fiercely, almost crossed Beiwei, straight behind him, Beiwei narrowly avoided Yu Ji's punch, but suddenly the silver light in front of him, Beiwei was shocked, he only heard a "stab-" sound, Beiwei immediately screamed, covered his chest, and when he looked again, he found that his chest had already been cut by a sharp weapon with an extremely long wound, his shoulders and sleeves were torn, and blood was suddenly bubbling from the wound, which was terrifying.

Yu Ji turned around, the wind knife in her right hand pointed at Beiwei, but the momentum was even more crazy than Fang Cai, her left hand probed, and then sprinkled a handful of white powder, in front of the bright lights in this hall, it was even more shining, extremely crystalline.

The spiritual power in the body, which was almost depleted, has been refilled.

"Spirit Stone !!"

It was only at this time that Beiwei Fang knew that Yu Ji was a real strength of the ninth layer of qi refining, but she put the spirit stone in the sleeve arrow slot, no wonder her spiritual power was so weird, he thought it was caused by this woman's hidden strength!

It's just that it's too late to say anything now, the two lower-grade spirit stones have completely turned into powder, not only does he have little spiritual power left, but there seems to be only a narrow wound on his chest, but in fact, there are two.

The sleeve arrow flew to, and it was a drunken battlefield among the seventy-two fast knives, leaning back and lowering his waist, as if he was drunk, but carrying the indomitable, tragic horse leather shroud, which was originally a move of exchanging life for life, but was transported by Yu Ji to ride the wind and used behind the sleeve arrow. The two wounds are superimposed, if it is said that the sleeve arrow is still a flesh wound, but this knife has almost emptied almost half of the spiritual power in Yu Ji's body, and it has already shattered Beiwei's heart, and now it is just relying on the miserable spiritual power in the body, but Beiwei knows that he is afraid that he will not be able to escape today.

But no one could watch himself being killed like this, Beiwei couldn't help but say in a miserable voice, "I have been shocked by you, and time is running out, can't you just look at the face of the master and let me go?" He choked again, spitting blood and spitting with fragments of internal organs, and fell to the ground, so low pleading that he looked pitiful.

In response to him, there was a powerful Yang Wu Thunder, lightning flashed, thunder and fire rolled, and the air was almost instantly evacuated and burned out, full of the meaning of death.