Chapter Forty-Nine: The Battle of the Strong

"How did you get here?" Pan Yun took a move from the black-robed middle-aged man on the opposite side, and asked Kong Xianglin, Seventeen and the others. He and Seventeen are colleagues, and Kong Xianglin is small, and his concern is beyond words.

"If you are allowed to come, will you not allow us to come?" Kong Xianglin stepped forward with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, a turquoise vine wrapped in eerie white fire pointed out and shot straight at the black-robed middle-aged man opposite Pan Yun.

The middle-aged man didn't see any fear in the face of Kong Xianglin's sudden attack, only to see a faint blue light shining with his big hand, and Kong Xianglin's vine king immediately made a sound of gold and iron resonating as if attacking on a layer of steel plates. Kong Xianglin looked fixedly, only to see a light curtain woven of blue light like a big net appear in front of the middle-aged man, and he resisted the powerful attack of the vine king.

However, in the blink of an eye, the change that made the middle-aged man's face sink occurred, and the white flame attached to the vine king turned to attach to the layer of light curtain with the collision of the two, and the power of the yin fire and the additional toxin contained on it immediately spread along the cyan light curtain, and in an instant, the cyan light curtain burned and corroded into holes the size of a palm, and then made it impossible to defend in all directions.

Kong Xianglin manipulated the vine king to turn the momentum, passed through the hole in the cyan light curtain, and shot at the middle-aged man again. The middle-aged man no longer took a passive defense this time, but looked at Kong Xianglin and Pan Yun with a cold smile on his face.

"Be careful!" Pan Yun said coldly in a low voice.

Kong Xianglin frowned, although he noticed that something seemed wrong, but he could distinguish it with the naked eye, but he didn't find anything. At this moment, the middle-aged figure trembled. It looks as if it is not moving. Kong Xianglin suddenly felt a chill surging behind him. The battle consciousness was instantly mobilized, and the attack of the vine king in his palm did not change, and his body subconsciously flashed to the side.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the pressure of the vine king commanded by Kong Xianglin suddenly decreased, and he directly attacked the ground, causing great damage and penetrating the ground into a deep pit. Behind Kong Xianglin's ears, a cold light flashed, and a dagger glowing with a pale blue glow suddenly appeared. With a slight difference, it crossed the side of Kong Xianglin's neck. If it weren't for Pan Yun's early reminder and his subconscious avoidance, this blow would definitely stab him in the head and neck. Kong Xianglin couldn't help but sweat coldly on his cheeks, if he dodged a little and slowed down the second half of the beat, not to mention that he would definitely die, but he would definitely be injured, and looking at the faint flashing blue light on the dagger, he was afraid that he was fed with poison, and if he was stabbed, he was afraid that he would be poisoned.

The figure in front of him gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely, Kong Xianglin turned his back to the middle-aged man holding the dagger and became more and more solid. His eyes became solemn.

"Remnant Technique?" Kong Xianglin secretly guessed in his heart. In his eyes, the middle-aged man was clearly in front of him. But his attack has already appeared behind him, which shows the weirdness of his body.

At the same time, Pan Yun bullied forward, his fists were full of white qi and smashed straight into the face of the middle-aged man, and warned Kong Xianglin: "This person's skills are weird and he is not afraid of group attacks, you go and help my father." ”

Saying that, Pan Yun had already fought with the middle-aged man in black again.

Kong Xianglin saw that between the two of them, it was difficult to distinguish between them, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help here, so he hurriedly pulled out and went straight to He Qiang.

As the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, the moment He Qiang found that Kong Xianglin appeared, his aura immediately became cold, and the killing intent contained in it seemed to be several times greater than before. In an instant, the strength displayed by He Qiang also became stronger with the change of breath, and the mysterious power contained in his body erupted, making people feel the pressure multiplied in an instant.

Father Pan snorted coldly and said lightly: "Do you still have any strength left?" Before the words fell, Pan's father stared, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, and at the same time, an object in his hand suddenly appeared a green light, and went straight to He Qiang.

Kong Xianglin looked at it intently, and saw that what Pan's father was holding in his hand was an emerald green five-sided treasure that exuded a metallic luster, like gold but not gold, and like jade but not jade. He could be sure that he had never seen anything of this material in his life, and even the auction house in the Immortal City had never had anything like it auctioned, which made Kong Xianglin frown slightly, and became even more curious about Pan's father's background.

However, at this time, he was in the middle of the battle, and it was not a time of curiosity, Kong Xianglin saw the green light emitted by the five-edged treasure in Pan's father's hand shine towards He Qiang, He Qiang immediately became a lot more depressed, and the mysterious power increase immediately became vague.

"Weakening technique?" Kong Xianglin muttered in his heart, although he was surprised in his heart, but he was not slow at all, and the powerful vine king attacked He Qiang.

"Damn it!" He Qiang couldn't help but scold, he had been fighting with this old man for a long time, and every time he wanted to use those powers that did not belong to him, the old man would use the five-edged treasure in his hand to release green light to weaken him, this green light could not weaken his own strength, but it could prevent the enhancement of external forces to him, which made He Qiang, who was not strong enough, seem to be stumbling.

The vine king quickly attacked in front of He Qiang's eyes, and He Qiang, who had suffered a lot of losses from the vine king, naturally did not underestimate Kong Xianglin's means, hurriedly dodged, rolled on the spot, and planned to use this opportunity to invoke the terrifying and mysterious power in his body again.

And how could Father Pan give him a chance, when He Qiang dodged the blow of the vine king, he had already pinched the seal in his hand, and between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand was a pale yellow rune paper, and the blood-colored runes on the rune paper shone with a faint red light, faintly revealing an explosive power.

"Go!" Father Pan's eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, and with a finger of his right hand pointing forward, the pale yellow rune paper ignited a faint flame, and shot towards He Qiang at lightning speed.

Before He Qiang could stand up, an extremely hot aura radiated from the rune paper and enveloped him. Even Kong Xianglin, who was outside the range of the attack, felt the heat rushing to his face, and He Qiang, who bore the brunt of it, naturally felt its scorching majesty even more.

He Qiang had no way to hide and no one to avoid at this time, so he had to take this piece of talisman from Pan's father. I saw him kneeling on one knee with his arms crossed above his head, and on the skin of his arms, a strange black-brown rune faintly appeared, and he planned to directly use these flesh and blood arms to directly resist.

Only a loud "boom" could be heard in the ear cage, and a violent explosion occurred in front of He Qiang, and the powerful energy shock wave shook Kong Xianglin and Pan's father, who were besieging him, to take two steps back. Thick smoke billowed down, and the place where He Qiang was was already difficult to see, and no one knew what the result of his hard resistance to this blow would be. (To be continued.) )