"It's a big time, and there are really a lot of people who come to die. Qian Ji looked coldly at Yun Wei in Su Wei's hand and took off the pair of horns on his head. "Even the dignified war immortal has appeared, but I don't know if you are still beautiful after being reincarnated for thousands of years!"

Suddenly stepped forward, and the argali's horn in his hand instantly turned into a giant scythe, slashing out a dark black edge.

Death!

"Yang Yu • Hundred Cracks!" Su Wei twisted his waist, and the cloud in his hand popped out like lightning, like a whip on the giant scythe, sweeping it aside.

Although Su Wei does not have the majestic power of the vertical bloodline than Tuoba Cai'er, his strength as a blood-fed boy is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

So this blow cracked and shook back the scythe.

"Huh?" "I didn't expect that my blow would be blocked by the kid in front of him, you must know that he was only bare-handed after he fought Tuoba Cai'er's erection before, and at this time, he used Sanats to take advantage of this kid's hands!

It's really incredible, the big era, there are really many talents.

It's a pity that they will all die.

I don't know where, I don't know when, there is an inexplicable black cloak on the body, hiding its figure in the darkness.

"Sanatus. He withdrew the scythe in his hand, gently stroking its blade.

He saw Su Wei coming towards him, and saw the clouds that were wildly enlarged in his pupils, but even then he didn't move the slightest.

The breath of death is with me.

"Soul Talk, Elimination!"

In an instant, Su Wei's stabbing Yun Yan seemed to have lost his life, and he lost his previous momentum. Even the forward force became slumped and dissipated.

It's like Fusu facing the corpse of the Koubi.

"Yang Yu Tianyuan!" Su Wei immediately noticed that the tense was different, and with a flick of his wrist, he changed Yun Yu to a pick, and met the giant scythe that was swinging from Yun Yu.

"Cheng!"

There was a roar, and the smoke and dust dispersed.

In the flying dust and smoke, neither side can see the other's figure, but they can feel the other's breath, tyrannical and rough.

And the remoteness of death.

Su Wei lowered his hand and let the blood drip into the dust. Behind him was a cloud that flew upside down, sticking diagonally into the sand pit with his blood, inexplicably sad.

The general has no armor in a hundred battles, and the strong man has not returned for ten years.

The smoke is still rising, and the fighting is still going on.

The eyes hidden under the cloak seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and he discovered Su Wei's disadvantage at the first time, and rushed towards Su Wei, the giant scythe in his hand raised high, as if to split Su Wei.

Su Wei felt the strong wind blade, but he didn't dodge, just stared in that direction, his lips tightly pursed.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that he can't.

By this time, his legs were deep in the sand, and his left leg was unconscious. Not to mention dodging, he can't even lift his leg now.

The blow that had changed in a hurry before was always a disadvantage under the hands of the scythe, and in order to be able to block the scythe, Su Wei could only hastily raise the cloud.

It was this blow that almost ruined his left leg.

It was this blow that put him in such a situation.

However, that's just it, he didn't come alone.

"Bang!"

A giant axe slashed the dust and sand and drove the oncoming giant scythe back.

"You'll be just right late. Su Wei tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling a little calm.

"I knew I was going to be late. Liu Mingfan carried Praruo and grinned at Su Wei, but soon his face sank again. "Are you alright?"

"It's fine, but if you're just right, it's not good. "Su Wei is still the same Su Wei, no matter when, he will only give the gentlest smile in the face of Liu Mingfan.

"Leave it to me next, and leave it to me for this kind of rough work that relies on physical strength. Liu Mingfan raised his head proudly and weighed the Prajna in his hand.

Raise your hand suddenly.

He felt the pain in his palm, which was a little incredible.

Who is this Terran? How can he block his blow so casually!

"I'll be back later. Liu Mingfan glanced at Su Wei's bleeding palm, and his face finally turned cold, "I really can't help it." ”

Who can bear this?

An axe, without the slightest bells and whistles, just from top to bottom.

"Soul Says, Nameless!" This time, it was the Monkey who tasted the hasty response.

The figure turned into a cloud of black smoke in an instant, which was able to avoid Liu Mingfan's axe. When he reappeared a few feet away, he saw that the place where he had stood had been ploughed into a deep ditch.

The power contained in this axe goes without saying.

Liu Mingfan raised his head, and his dark pupils were particularly bright in the hot sun.

Another axe, straight ahead.

In a hurry, he only had time to lift Sanatus in his hand and resisted Liu Mingfan's axe.

The deadline has arrived.

However, something came as a surprise to him.

He held Sanatus up and looked at the crimson axe above his head.

The axe was not as powerful as he had imagined.

If Liu Mingfan knew what he was thinking, then he would definitely tell him with his disdainful ridicule that he just didn't continue to infuse the aura into Prajna, otherwise the axe would have split him in half, along with the broken sickle in his hand.

Is it okay to raise a broken scythe and pretend to be dead?

Of course, if you want to know why he didn't continue to infuse the aura into Prajna, then Liu Mingfan would definitely not say: after all, because the aura is insufficient, he needs to use this kind of thing sparingly, and there is nothing to show off.

Since the last time he was forcibly occupied by Hou Qing, Liu Mingfan seems to have been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du, whether it is physical strength or aura cultivation, he has improved by leaps and bounds, and his strength has even caught up with Su Wei. It's a pity that his soul has been damaged by being robbed for a long time, causing him to be in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, and he can't learn many sophisticated techniques.

But that's enough.

Being able to suppress the stubbornness in terms of strength, in addition to the cultivation that has advanced by leaps and bounds, there is also one most important thing, that is, the Prajna in his hand. ‘

Although it is not an artifact, it is also the pinnacle of pseudo-artifacts, and the power weighing thousands of jun is contained in it, and it only needs to be injected with aura to unseal it.

With these two bonuses, how can Liu Mingfan's strength not be strong?

"You already have such talent, why are you still not satisfied and want to take this flower on the cake?" "Terran, do you know how serious the sin of greed is!"

There was a kind of anger in her voice, and she was always indignant. This is not the annoyance and anger of being defeated by Liu Mingfan, but a kind of anger that mourns his misfortune and anger, and it is a kind of grief.

But Liu Mingfan didn't deeply understand where his anger was.

Liu Mingfan, who was carrying Pranya, rushed to the front of the man again and slammed it fiercely.

Just like when he first saved Su Wei.

Liu Mingfan's axe, Qian Yu did not choose to resist hard, but at the same time as Liu Mingfan's axe blade rose, his body sank and began to slide. Taking advantage of the little difference in position when Pranya was raised, he perfectly dodged Liu Mingfan's axe, and Sanatus in his hand took the opportunity to steal out and hook Liu Mingfan's ankle.

I have to say that this move is too bold and too clever. Avoiding Liu Mingfan's attack from the difference in rank of the rising figure, even Liu Mingfan himself didn't dare to try, but he, the first time he saw Liu Mingfan and fought with Liu Mingfan for the first time, did it, and the score was exactly right.

It can be said that this is the combat experience he has accumulated over thousands of years.

This time, Liu Mingfan was really suppressed by the cunning.

If it weren't for Liu Mingfan, who had received nearly a year of combat training, then his feet might not have been there.

"Xiao Fan, be careful!" Su Wei sat on the sand behind Liu Mingfan, holding several acupuncture points on his left foot with both hands. He was trying to heal himself, and if his feet could continue to be used, then he could devote himself to the battle between Liu Mingfan and Liu, and cooperate with Liu Mingfan against Liu.

At that time, it will be more convenient to die for him.

But he couldn't stand up!

Be careful!