Chapter 100: A Thousand Strikes of the Wind Blade

86_86419 "This is a good bow and arrow. Chen Yao, who didn't talk much in the dormitory, tried the iron bow that Yanwu handed him, tried to pull the string apart, and then took the bow and aimed at a nearby thug who was covering his eyes and rubbing violently.

Hearing only a "whoosh", the bow and arrow that was originally on the iron bow disappeared instantly, and almost at the same time, there was a "poof" sound, and the head of the thug who was targeted by Chen Yao exploded like a watermelon.

A headshot!

Chen Yao looked at the iron bow in his hand gently, and then stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, as if he was touching his lover: "Good bow, really good bow, can you give me this bow?" Chen Yao looked at Yan Wu with hope, and that longing gaze made Yan Wu's heart a little hairy.

"I'll give it to you, of course, but you have to kill ten people with this bow today." Yan Wu smiled, he didn't want to take back the things he sent out at all.

"Good!" Hearing Yanwu's promise, Chen Yao was excited and shot a thug with a bow and arrow.

"Very well, you guys come over here, don't resist." Yan Wu walked over and patted each of them, and a stream of holy light energy flowed down their limbs to the place of their eyes, this energy could allow them to temporarily gain the ability of night vision without being affected by the light of the light.

"It feels really good." Wang Jiu brought the fist that Yanwu gave him, and then enjoyed the daylight vision in the night, and then rushed into the crowd with a shout.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yinke and Liu Hua also rushed out with their own weapons, they had been trapped for a whole week, they had really held it for too long, and they really needed to vent.

"Good brothers, let's fight side by side!" Yan Wu's face showed a hint of a smile, and several balls of light rose into the sky again, and the entire forest was exploded into white again.

"Ahh Countless screams rang out, all of which were from Sun Shangming's thugs without exception.

"A bunch of rubbish, disperse!" When Yan Wu and the others thought that this battle could be easily won, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and they saw one of the young men standing behind Sun Shangming walk out, and a cyan aura began to spread from his palm.

Wherever this cyan aura went, the white light produced by the shining light of the holy light was quickly disintegrated and retreated, and the eyes of all the affected thugs felt a burst of coolness, and they instantly regained their clarity.

"How did so many people die?" Previously, Sun Shangming was also affected by the light of the holy light, and he couldn't see what was in front of him clearly, but after his vision was restored at this moment, he found that the thugs he had brought had died more than ten times at this moment.

"It's just a bunch of waste, and if it's dead, it's dead." The cold man glanced disdainfully at the thugs on the field, and then said lightly.

"Song Qingfeng, deal with them for this prince." A trace of distress flashed in Sun Shangming's eyes, not for the death of these people, but for the fact that these dead thugs are his own team, and it is not easy to cultivate, so at this moment he plans to directly let one of his aces fight.

I believe that by Song Qingfeng's action, Yanwu and the others must be in a catastrophe, you must know that Song Qingfeng is a master at the peak of the great martial arts, and he is only one step away from the martial arts.

As soon as Song Qingfeng got off the scene, there was an boundless pressure surging towards Yanwu and the others, and the thugs who were killed to the point of cowardice retreated one after another, and Song Qingfeng walked out alone and stood in front of the five people.

"You five, let's go together." Song Qingfeng waved his hand, and an inexplicable wind poured out from behind him, blowing the clothes of Yanwu and several people.

"What a lot of energy! This man is a true master. Yan Wu squinted his eyes and looked at this Song Qingfeng carefully, but saw that he was already standing there defenselessly with a big grin, and he felt that his whole body was full of flaws.

But because of this, Yan Wu didn't dare to act rashly.

"Since you don't dare to do it, let me do it first." That Song Qingfeng had a casual attitude, as if he was facing a game rather than a battle.

At this time, Song Qingfeng raised his hands high, and a cyan energy ball condensed between his hands.

"A Thousand Strikes of the Wind Blade!" When the cyan energy ball condensed to about the size of his head, Song Qingfeng smashed the cyan energy ball to the ground in the direction of Yan Wu and the others, and the energy ball quickly exploded after falling to the ground, and then suddenly formed hundreds of cyan wind blades to attack Yan Wu and the others.

"Die!" Song Qingfeng said lightly, as if he had seen the picture of the five Yanwu people being cut into pieces by the wind blade in his eyes.

"Oops." Hundreds of wind blades densely occupied all of Yan Wu's field of vision, and Yan Wu could clearly feel that the power of each wind blade was no less than the attack power of his first type of flame charge that day.

At this time, Cai Wenhan, who was hiding in the shadows, also felt a little bad, the wind blade thousand attacks released by the young man named Song Qingfeng would have such power, and such a move would not be able to be released by ordinary martial arts tyrants.

At this moment, Cai Wenhan almost wanted to intervene to save Yanwu, but at this moment, a sudden roar sounded.

I saw that Wang Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and tore his shirt and then yelled: "Behind me!" ”

Then, Wang Jiu slammed the ground hard, and his skin quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Petrified skin!"

Wang Jiu looked up to the sky and roared, his figure suddenly skyrocketed a few points, and the skin on his body turned into hard stones in an instant, protecting all four of Yanwu behind him.

"Woooo The next moment, the wind blades bombarded Wang Jiu's body one after another, constantly stirring up lime on his body, and the surrounding circle was shrouded in lime.

After a full five seconds, the wind blade gradually disappeared, and Wang Jiu had eaten at least thirty or forty wind blades on his body, and at this moment, his petrified skin was almost all cracked, and countless stones would fall down if he twisted it casually.

"Poof!" Wang Jiu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, although he blocked the attack of the wind blade and successfully protected his brother, but the attack that Wang Jiu had endured had already exceeded the load of his body.

"Brother Wang!" Everyone looked at Wang Jiu worriedly, Yan Wu glanced at Song Qingfeng in the distance, and suddenly turned into a white light and disappeared in place.

"Give me death!" Through the guò holy light shuttle, Yan Wu suddenly appeared behind Song Qingfeng, countless flames instantly gathered at the tip of the Xuangang spear, and the flame rush was used by Yan Wu within a second.

"What!" Song Qingfeng's bland face suddenly showed a frightened look, after releasing the great move of the Wind Blade Thousand Attacks, there was not much martial energy left in his body, and at this moment, facing Yan Wu's sneak attack, he couldn't even stop effective protection, he could only watch Yan Wu's attack blast into his back heart