Seeing this, Wang Ziwen hurriedly got up and jumped back, although the stunt madness of Xiaoyaomen is powerful, but there is a drawback, crazy people have no independent consciousness, only endless killing, everything that can be seen in their eyes will be torn to pieces by it.

"In the midst of the killing, I'd better stay away, so as not to harm the fish in the pond. Wang Ziwen was running his true qi, and the medicinal power was used in all the muscles and veins around his body, quickly repairing his injuries.

At this moment, Ying Zhan has entered a state of complete madness, and the momentum of his whole body has reached an astonishing realm, faintly, mixed with a trace of thunder and lightning. The two purple-gold battle axes danced, and even the air vibrated with them, and under one blow, they did not fall behind in the battle with the seven-colored unicorn.

"What a terrifying power!" Wang Ziwen was a little apprehensive, the seven-colored unicorn was like a thousand jun's power with one claw, and Ying Zhan was able to resist the strength, and its strength could be seen.

In the forest of hundred beasts, the wind was raging, the roar shook the sky, Ying Zhan brandished a battle axe, and fought with the seven-colored unicorn, everywhere he went, the ground cracked, the trees fell, Wang Ziwen couldn't help but look stunned. With such terrifying destructive power, such a crazy attack, the Loose Gate Dead Soldier is worthy of being the most terrifying existence on the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Zhan and the seven-colored unicorn fought for more than 20 rounds, and on Ying Zhan's chest, three deep bone scratches were horizontal, shocking, however, Ying Zhan did not feel the slightest feeling, and he was in a violent state, he did not feel pain.

The seven-colored unicorn roared angrily, and the seven-colored light on his whole body was flourishing, and then he slammed into Ying Zhan fiercely. Seeing this, Ying Zhan was not to be outdone, the true qi of his whole body was running rapidly, above his hands, two purple rays of qi instantly condensed, and even with the two battle axes, the whole body also revealed a purple light, and the air was filled with a terrifying energy fluctuation.

"Xiaoyaomen stunt - breaking attack, the power is huge and can also break the opponent's body protection true qi, it is a stunt that only the disciples of Xiaoyaomen are qualified to practice, this British battle is so powerful, I am afraid that this breaking attack has reached at least the sevenfold realm." ”

The next moment, the seven-colored unicorn turned into a seven-colored light, and Ying Zhan also waved the purple shining battle axe in his hand and frantically met it. Then, the moment the two terrifying energies collided, the air nearly shattered.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and a terrifying ripple of energy spread out, like a raging wave, sweeping the ground out of a huge deep pit.

The dust was all over the sky, and the British battle retreated, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth, obviously the battle just now, so that he was hurt to a certain extent, however, the seven-colored unicorn was still as imposing as a rainbow, and in a blink of an eye, its offensive had already followed, and it wanted to give the British war a fatal blow.

At this moment, Wang Ziwen had already put the arrow on the string, and this time, the arrow on his string was not one, nor two, but a full four.

Four arrows, bloody and prosperous, this move is the most lethal trick created by Wang Ziwen - the moon-chasing arrow method.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the originally howling wind seemed to freeze instantly. The sharp claws that shone with seven-colored light touched Ying Zhan's body little by little, and the four Blood Shadow Arrows, like four blood dragons, rushed towards the back of the Qilin with teeth and claws.

In the next moment, the Qilin's claws hit Ying Zhan's body heavily, but at the same time, the four Blood Shadow Arrows also shot heavily into the Qilin's body.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, and the entire forest was faintly trembling.

Ying Zhan flew out upside down and slammed into a big tree, directly breaking the big tree at the waist. A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the clothes on his chest a large patch red.

"Ahem......" Ying Zhan struggled to support his body with two battle axes, and the blow just now directly knocked his violent state back to a normal state, he tried to stand up, but he couldn't exert the slightest strength, supported for a while, and then fell down again.

However, the seven-colored unicorn was also not badly injured, and I saw that five arrows were inserted into its body, and the arrows sank deep into its flesh, and the blood flowed. It's just that it didn't feel it at all, and it glanced at Wang Ziwen who was hurting by the dark arrow, and the next moment, the unicorn figure was like an arrow off the string, and in an instant, it was in front of Wang Ziwen, and the terrifying claws had already slapped down on his head.

Seeing that the sudden attack was about to give himself a fatal blow, Wang Ziwen lifted the corners of his mouth slightly, and his figure turned into an afterimage again, disappearing, and then in another place, his figure quietly appeared again.

At this moment, Wang Ziwen took a strange step, but his figure was divided into two, two and four, and in the blink of an eye, there were thirty-six figures.

Fiction and reality, fantasy and reality, the stunt of the dark tomorrow is to give the enemy a fatal blow in this strange and unpredictable body. Wang Ziwen's thirty-six figures were scattered, and in a blink of an eye, the seven-colored unicorn was surrounded by it.

In the face of this ever-changing figure, the unicorn roared angrily, suddenly attacked, and collided with ten figures in a row, but they all turned into afterimages and dissipated, and then immediately a new figure re-transformed, and the cycle began again.

"This is the Hidden Tomorrow stunt water flow technique, above the blood shadow sword technique, the afterimage sword technique, a higher level of stunt, once it is cast, it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false, the only weakness is to seize the moment of its move to counterattack, otherwise, you can only do meaningless consumption with each other. Ying Zhan quietly took out a pill and took it, and then silently exercised his power and spread the medicinal power to his whole body.

The seven-colored unicorn attacked several times in a row, but it couldn't crack the water flow technique, and each of these thirty-six figures could be replaced with the main body, even if the attack was right, the main body could still be replaced with the clone instantly, so that its attack missed. Therefore, this move, in a one-on-one situation, unless it is a large-scale offensive that covers all the figures in one go, can only wait for the moment of the attack of the water flow technique to counterattack.

It's just that the seven-colored unicorn knows the mystery of it, only to see its crazy attack and collision, but all of them are afterimages, this powerful feeling of nowhere to go, how to make this fierce beast not angry.

Wang Ziwen couldn't help but take strange steps, and the phantoms would disappear on their own every half a minute, so in order to maintain the thirty-six phantoms, he had to keep taking strange steps to conjure up new phantoms. And this process is to continuously consume the true qi in the body.

As time passed, Wang Ziwen also felt a little powerless, seeing that the seven-colored unicorn had calmed down and stopped attacking, Wang Ziwen knew that it would be useless to consume any longer, so he quietly transformed behind the seven-colored unicorn, and then mounted four arrows.

The blood-colored aura emerged again, Wang Ziwen's eyes were like torches, he held his breath and quietly pulled the bowstring.

At this moment, time seemed to be extremely long, and when Wang Ziwen pulled the bowstring full, he didn't notice that the ears of the seven-colored unicorn moved, so slightly, imperceptibly.

The next moment, four blood-light arrows shot out in unison, however, at this moment, the seven-colored unicorn suddenly increased its speed to the extreme, and after easily avoiding the four arrows, the seven-colored unicorn instantly rushed in front of Wang Ziwen, and the sharp claws that shone with seven-colored light slapped straight towards him fiercely.

Everything only happened between lightning and fire, Wang Ziwen didn't have time to accept it, let alone replace it with the phantom, at this moment, he could only instinctively raise the longbow forged by snow silver in his hand to make a weak block.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Wang Ziwen even flew out with a bow, hit a tree trunk hard, and then fell down weakly.

Blood spit out of Wang Ziwen's mouth, and the tree that he hit also broke and fell. Seeing the seven-colored unicorn slowly walking towards him, Wang Ziwen held the snow-silver longbow that was broken in two, endured the severe pain, and struggled for a while, but he couldn't move a bit.

"Now, my ribs are probably broken. Wang Ziwen smiled to himself, he no longer struggled, but turned his back, looking at the gloomy sky, but his heart was a lot calmer.

"This beast is really powerful, I think I'm planting it. Sighing lightly, Wang Ziwen put his hands behind his head, even if he was unwilling, but he would die chicly.

"Come on, kill Lao Tzu!"

In the woods, there was a roar of rage, and the arrogance was overwhelming. The seven-colored unicorn seemed to understand his words, jumped forward, and pounced on him fiercely.

At the moment when Wang Ziwen closed his eyes, a gust of wind galloped over, and at the same time, a dragon groan suddenly sounded, Wang Ziwen opened his eyes in surprise, only to see that in front of him, a yellow knife light, like a surging dragon, slammed into the claws of the seven-colored unicorn, and in an instant, a terrifying wind raged, and the ground was suddenly torn and collapsed by a huge force, forming a big dirt pit.

"Ha, such an interesting hunt, how can I be missing!" In the dust, a hearty voice was full of excitement that could not be concealed, and then, a young man with a big knife on his shoulder appeared in front of Wang Ziwen.

Wang Ziwen looked at the young man in front of him, this person had short brown and black hair, sword eyebrows and dragon eyes, wearing a sleeveless cloth shirt, revealing his unusually strong muscles, and on his shoulder, he was carrying an extremely wide and heavy big knife, the weight of which was only less than three hundred catties.

"Chongxuan faction?" Wang Ziwen muttered.

"That's right, I'm the rising star of the Chongxuan Sect, the future master of the True Inheritance, and the dragon slaying is also!" the young man raised his chin and confidently reported his name.

"How dare you say it. Wang Ziwen smiled, although this kid is young, I have to say that his strength is very strong.

Seeing that there was an uninvited guest again, the seven-colored unicorn roared in a low voice, and suddenly, a gust of wind hit in the woods, and a sword qi with a sharp cold light, mercilessly slashed towards the seven-colored unicorn, this unicorn didn't look at it, raised his hand to grab it, and easily destroyed and dissipated the sword qi, however, at this moment, a figure rushed extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it followed the dissipated sword qi and came to the front of the seven-colored unicorn, and at the same time, the sword in his hand had already stabbed fiercely.

"What a fast sword!" Wang Ziwen silently looked at everything that happened in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this person is afraid that he is not a simple character.

In the face of such a fast sword, the Qilin lowered his head and used the seven-colored Qilin horn on his head to block the attack of the incoming person, however, this person couldn't hit it with a single blow, and he quickly changed his move in the air, and the white aura turned into a fierce sword qi, and quickly slashed towards the Qilin's body.

"Bell bell bell ......" in an instant, four swords were out in a row, the seven-colored unicorn failed to react for a while, just hesitated slightly, and was slashed four times in a row, however, by this slash, the seven-colored unicorn did not suffer much damage, but even more angered it, I saw that at this moment, the seven-colored light of the whole body burst out, and a terrifying energy burst out, and the uninvited guest in front of him was immediately shocked out, and the dragon and Wang Ziwen were also shocked together.

"Whoever comes, is it the elite disciple of the Holy Martial Sect, Bu Xuanqian. Ying Zhan stopped Wang Ziwen, who was seriously injured, and said to the swordsman beside him.

A blue cloak fluttered in the wind, and a young figure walked forward slowly.

"Yes. Under the long black hair, there was a cold face, dark eyes, flashing with a murderous cold light, he held a long sword with white glow, his eyes locked on the seven-colored unicorn, and then said coldly: "This fierce beast is strong, we must join forces to have a chance of winning." ”

"Yes, after all, it is an ancient fierce beast, even if it has just come and its strength has not yet recovered, it must not be underestimated. At this time, in the woods, another person walked out, standing side by side with Bu Xuanqian.

"Are you ......" Bu Xuanqian asked, glancing at the visitor.

"In the elite disciples of the Xia Fengyun Society, he is incorruptible. ”