Take advantage of the wind to generate momentum, and take advantage of the momentum to cultivate strength. The goshawk's claws come out together, like a flock of eagles hunting, trying to peck at the flesh and divide the corpse of the enemy, and feast on it. Its fierceness and swiftness make anyone who teaches it feel cold. This is the goshawk's unique stunt: Feather Steel Claw - Peel and Swallow Alive!

Lightning and thunder, thunderbolts exploded. Hehrey raised his eyebrows and glared angrily, clasped his fists together, and smashed his head wildly. Lei Gang's lightning condensed into a huge fist and flew out of the air. The momentum is wild and domineering, and he regards the heroes of the world as nothing. It is the thunderbolt fist created by Hehelei - Thunder Shock!

One is the Outer Sect, and the other is the Central Plains Orthodoxy. One is the supernatural power of heaven and earth, and the other is the righteousness in the chest. Compete with each other to win, and each will not give in. With a flick of the fingers, the huge explosion was continuous, and the four extreme moves rushed to each other at the same time, blowing up and sweeping the wind, scraping the face like a knife. Even the entire cross peak seems to have shook a few times in succession.

Before the shaking stopped, I saw that "Goshawk" and "Thunderbolt" retreated to Thirteen's side, all over his body, without any damage. Wei Shu and Han Shu staggered backwards. On the side of the two people's mouths, there seemed to be a red bloodshot, but their skills were half inferior, so that they were already slightly injured.

Although they suffered a small setback, Wei Shu and Han Shu were not discouraged. After all, on his own side, there are a total of thirteen masters of the three sects. And no matter what the other party says, there is only one living person. No matter how you think about it, it is absolutely impossible for your side to lose.

Focus on luck and heal yourself. It was only a few short breaths, and Wei Shu and Han Shu had already suppressed the injuries and regained their perfect state. But he no longer rushed up to do it, but said in unison: "This Tartar's ability is so weird." I don't know what kind of side trick it is?"

Swallow archery also no longer fires arrows. He put down the iron-tired bow and said in a deep voice, "What a great archery." This is no ordinary condensate trick. Because ordinary condensations, even if they become aggregates, they are still sluggish and rigid, and it is impossible to have such spirituality. ”

Zhao Yu sneered: "It doesn't matter what kind of weird trick he has. As long as you smash all these things, you don't believe it can play any tricks. ”

Qi Li said coldly: "Yes, just do it." All the brothers and sisters, the brothers will go first. ”

A greeting, and the blazing flames of war were rekindled. Qi Li ran his true qi and flew into the air. When he was condescending, his body turned sharply like a spinning top, and a tornado storm was rolled up in an instant. But in the midst of this storm, there are countless invisible qi whips swept like dragons, sending thousands of pounds, opening mountains and cracking stones, just waiting for leisure. It is like the sixth weight of the "Righteous Qi Martial Arts" - the Fierce Front-Harnessing the Long Wind!

The flexible air whip is invisible and shadowless, and it is as dense as rain. No matter how powerful a master is, it is still difficult to avoid. But Thirteen doesn't have to defend at all, let alone avoid it. I only heard a soft hum that seemed to be mockery, and it seemed to sigh with emotion, and the black shadow under my feet moved again, and there was actually another figure standing up in response. And the person who stood up this time had a blank mask on his face, and it was Mujuani, the "iron wall" of the thirteen wings.

As soon as Mu Warni's palms were divided, countless diamond-shaped crystal armors immediately formed out of thin air, and they rapidly rotated and expanded in all directions, which was his "Spirit Crystal Shenggang" in the Earthquake Grassland Desert.

After all, it was only a fake body of the transformation of condensation aggregates, and the Spirit Crystal Saint Gang that was cast would definitely not be able to truly reach the level of the Buddha-figure. However, the Qi Whip used by Qi Li still couldn't break through the defense of the Spirit Crystal Shenggang. He frowned slightly, and shouted, "Senior brothers, let's all take action." ”

Zhao Yu, Wei Shu, and Han Shu let out a long roar, and each made a move. Yan Archery also draws bows and arrows to help from the side. Chu Le took out an iron flute from his arms, brought it to his lips and blew it hard. True Qi transforms into an invisible sound arrow that shoots through the air. Although it does not damage the flesh and skin, it pierces the ears and brains, and also kills people invisibly.

Mu Warni's Spirit Crystal Shenggang expanded again, blocking the offensive of Qi Li, Yan Jue, Zhao Yu, Wei Shu, Han Shu and other five people. Immediately afterward, there was a black shadow surging under the feet of the thirteen, and then transformed into the fifth and sixth incarnation prostheses. But it was two women. A woman wearing antler armor and shining brightly is the "White Deer" Timul. The other woman was dressed as a girl, looking innocent, as if she was "natural" Naqi.

"Ah~~~"

The high-pitched singing voice suddenly came out of Na Qitan's mouth, and the voice was not harsh, but it made people feel very melodious and beautiful. But it was such a seemingly ordinary singing voice that quietly dissolved Chu Le's invisible sound arrow. Immediately afterwards, he did not shoot arrows, and the three of them, including Hehelei, Hesa'er, and Timur, together with Mujuani, rushed out and killed the six art gentlemen respectively. All of a sudden, the six winged people and the gentlemen of the six arts fought each other, and both sides went all out to show their stunts. The fighting was full of wind, the landslides were shattering, and the scene was definitely terrifying enough.

The gentleman of the Six Arts is in the center, and in order to win, he must concentrate on the present and have no time to think about it. But the four King Kongs and the three friends of Taiqing next to them felt palpitations the more they looked at it.

With one against six, that's nothing. In the martial arts, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, all kinds of miraculous skills emerge in endlessly, and there are not a few exercises that can control the true qi to form out of the body, and cooperate with themselves to join forces. However, all these exercises are difficult to avoid one drawback, that is, the force is weak.

Because no matter how many tricks come out, this kind of condensation and transformation of the exercise, in the final analysis, is based on its own true qi. A cultivator has ten percent strength, and if he divides half of his body to form out of his body, then he will only have half of his strength left. The more differentiation there is, the weaker it will be, whether it is the prosthetic form of the aggregate or the Buddha-figure. It is absolutely impossible to cultivate 10% by itself, and it will still be 10% after being separated. That's not martial arts, but magic and immortal methods.

But right now, this "thirteen" has successively divided into six fake bodies, each facing the six art gentlemen. Unexpectedly, each fake body is full of power, and it does not fall behind at all. This is simply a big violation of the norm and unbelievable.

I don't understand it, and I take it for granted. Because Thirteen's "wings and I am with you" is indeed not a martial art. Rather, it is developed according to its own talents, which can only be exclusive to oneself and cannot be taught to others, and others cannot learn at all. It is precisely because of this innate power that "thirteen" can be called "thirteen". At the same time, he is also the strongest substitute among the thirteen wings.

With this power, the "thirteen" alone is almost equal to all the members of the thirteen wings. With him guarding this cross peak, Timur, the "white deer" as a military advisor, can definitely sit back and relax. I am convinced that no matter how strong the enemy is, he will never think of being able to surpass the thunder pool by half a step. Originally, the four people who were supposed to guard this place with Thirteen, including Hesa, Zamuhe, Mujuani, and Torre, were able to calmly get out and plan big things.