"As you please, just don't kill that kid with magical powers, leave us to take it back to the island in the middle of the lake. ”

Bei Lingkong still looked indifferent, and he didn't take Cheng Hao and the others in his eyes at all, even if the spiritual veins couldn't mobilize the spiritual energy, what if he was a real martial emperor after all.

Even if he didn't use aura, just with his strong (shēn) body, as well as his comprehension of strength and martial arts, he didn't believe that these little guys could still be his opponents?

"Hey, okay!" the bald man grinned, his hands crossed together and clenched with a clattering sound, which was really terrifying when combined with his tower-like (shēn) son.

"This is a peak martial king based on the genus of 坤地 (xìng), deal with it carefully!" Cheng Hao saw his opponent step forward and reminded everyone in a low voice.

Qin Yue nodded slightly and stepped forward to meet the enemy.

At present, he is probably the only one who can fight this bald head.

In the case of not being able to mobilize the aura (qíng), Yi Qi Chong's natal riding beast can no longer be used, and the dark burning flame cannot be activated, without these two skills, he will not be the bald opponent at all, after all, he is a cavalry warrior, and he has obvious disadvantages in foot combat.

And Wu Xing is even more miserable, all his one (shēn) skills are on the iron mill, and now the aura is blocked, the iron grinder cannot be summoned, and as a spiritual weapon cultivator, he is almost equivalent to losing his combat ability.

Wu Xueyin, who is also a spiritual weapon cultivator, also has this problem.

And Xiao Rugang and the others have a low level of cultivation, and Qin Yue is indeed the only one who can step forward and fight the other party.

And Qin Yue was also bottomless in his heart when he faced the bald strong man, his characteristic was the only Tanzhong in the world

Xiu, you can use your own Qiantian aura to collide and explode in Tanzhong**, so as to burst out with powerful power and explosive power, and at the same time, you can also use (ròu) eyes to observe the Qiantian aura to secretly calculate the opponent.

But now that these methods have all failed, he can only rely on his (shēn) physical strength to fight hard with the other party.

In this way, he is only a middle-level martial king, and he really has little chance of winning if he wants to defeat this peak martial king.

However, I have to say that this situation is already the best situation that Cheng Hao has created, if it is not near the spirit vein, then with their current serious injury (qíng) situation, who can withstand the North Volley?

You really don't have to fight like that, a group of people just wash their necks and wait for death.

"Little guy, can you do it? Eat grandpa's fist first!" The bald man didn't talk much nonsense, and smashed his fist at Qin Yue's door!

Qin Yue held a pair of hammers in front of him, and the other party withdrew his fist and swept towards his calf!

Qin Yue's reaction was also fast enough, an iron shovel went down to meet the kick of the opponent, and an iron shovel stretched out to point directly at the opponent's Tan Zhongda (xué)!

"Let's go, little worm!" That bald head is really a ruthless person, and he actually slapped it on the iron shovel that Qin Yue ordered!

This hand Qin Yue never expected, no matter how he said it, it was also a spiritual treasure, and the other party actually used (ròu) (shēn) to hard-connect the spiritual treasure?

But there was no time for him to think about it anymore, the other party's slap had arrived, and he slapped it the iron shovel, and actually really slapped Qin Yue's iron mace aside.

At the same time, there was no kick at all

The meaning of retraction was swept onto Qin Yue's iron shovel.

After two snaps, under the impetus of the huge force, Qin Yue's defensive counterattack completely collapsed, and he could only draw (shēn) to retreat, and the huge force (bī) made him retreat several steps in a row before he stopped, looking at his opponent in dismay.

The bald strong man's hand that slapped Qin Yue's iron hammer had been strangely twisted to the side, obviously under the collision of huge forces, his arm had been twisted and broken.

And the leg that swept to Qin Yue's iron shovel was also weirdly drooping on the ground, and it was also fractured and broken at the head-on bone of the calf, hanging weakly.

Could this be a madman?

Qin Yue couldn't understand what the other party was thinking, although he defused his attack, but what was the point of crippling himself as soon as he came up?

But......

"Hey, it's hard enough! You kid still has a hand, but alas, it's useless for me!

The bald man stared at Qin Yue with blood-red eyes, as if the intense pain had made him even more excited, and his severed hands and feet slammed outward, clicking, and he was restored intact after a slight flash!

This!

"Lingbao! be careful, that person (shēn) has a spirit treasure that can repair (shēn)'s body!" Cheng Hao saw the doorway at a glance and reminded Qin Yue loudly.

When Qin Yue heard this, he noticed that the bald man had a strange-looking small wooden sign pinned to his waist.

The wooden plaque is of a rough texture, and it seems to be made of dry wood that can be seen casually, and there are strange dark red sigils on it, and it is impossible to tell what it is.

But the faint glimmer of light just now was indeed coming from the wooden sign.

It seems that this thing is the spirit he relies on

Treasure.

And it is not a mass-produced spiritual treasure like Qin Yue's iron mace, but an ancient spiritual treasure.

In this world after 10,000 years, there are not many sects that can still produce decent spiritual treasures, and there are no such sects even in the entire Dragon Teng Empire.

Whether it is the Lingtai Sect, the Luoxia Sect or the Houtu Sect, the spiritual treasures that the Three Immortal Sects can produce are generally inferior products with only a solid genus (xìng) like Qin Yue's iron mace.

Most of the spiritual treasures that are truly powerful and can help warriors turn the tide of battle in battle are handed down from ancient times, which is the so-called ancient spiritual treasures.

And the bald man is obviously one!

"Haha, can you see it? So what? Watch Grandpa take your (xìng) life!" The bald man laughed wildly and pounced towards Qin Yue again.

He has nothing to fear, no matter how seriously he is injured, his Spirit Treasure Soul Restoration Order can quickly help him recover intact, so he has nothing to fear.

Qin Yue began to hesitate and be vague, not daring to easily meet the bald strong man, and began to dodge and move with the small (shēn) method.

His speed and strength were not as good as those of the bald man, and now he didn't dare to attack, but just blindly dodged, so he quickly fell to the bottom and was beaten dangerously.

"I'll help him!" Xiao Rugang said hatefully, and he was about to step forward when he lifted his big shield.

But he was dragged by Cheng Hao: "You can't go! Now you haven't completed your landslide, so you can't help." ”

Indeed, Xiao Rugang, who did not complete the landslide, was not strong enough, after all, he was only a high-level martial sect, and his body strength could not keep up with Qin Yue and the bald strong man at all, and if he went, he could only add chaos to Qin Yue.