Wang Ziqiao and Su Feifei's whole body was wrapped in the rapidly rotating wind wall, he stood in the wind tunnel, and his mental power had accurately caught the opponent's attack, but the opponent's speed had exceeded the speed of the wind wall's rotation.

His magic wand is brewing the ultimate magic tornado, but right now it's too late to fend off the opponent's attacks.

And Prince Qiao originally wanted to use the long sword to fight the enemy, but his sword had already been included in the storage ring, and the storage ring contained a dragon-shaped true element, making it impossible for him to transfer the long sword alone.

With a roll of his eyes, Prince Qiao's heart was overjoyed, he turned around sharply and punched out, and his storage ring was worn on his index finger, and his spiritual power was injected into it, activating the miniature teleportation array.

Roar!

A dragon roar came out, and more than a dozen little dragon-like true qi drilled out from his finger storage ring, spread out, and struck at the opponent's palm full of true yuan.

Rumble!

When the two powerhouses met, the bursting True Yuan Dragon Qi directly shook the other party into the air, and Wang Ziqiao also flew upside down.

Using the teleportation array, a part of the true element in the storage ring was teleported out to resist the opponent's attack, which not only defused the attack, but also caused the opponent to suffer a lot of damage.

And the true element in the storage ring is also one-tenth less.

The other party's figure froze, turning into an old man in a black robe, this old man looked young on the surface, full of black hair, draped over his shoulders, his skin was red, but his eyes were hazy, cold, and full of murderous aura, and he shook his palms one after another.

The true yuan in the late ninth level is not something that can be resisted in the early stage of the ninth level, and the most important thing is that this old man in black robe is obviously careless, how could he have thought that Wang Ziqiao would bombard such a violent true yuan?

However, he also noticed the ring on Wang Ziqiao's finger, and his cold eyes showed some doubts.

Fu Yunzi's master was also surprised, this was his senior brother, the two were the same master, and now they had entered the ruthless path.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about anything else, his thin body was full of blood, stepping on the ladder, and in an instant, he was in front of Wang Ziqiao, who was flying upside down, and the void grabbed it, and a huge Zhenyuan paw print, like a steel anchor, caught the tornado around Wang Ziqiao, and used it hard.

Prince Joe hurried closer to him.

It's just that when Wang Ziqiao called out the dragon-shaped true element, he also dropped out the Lan Yin Sword, and the spirit of his whole body drove the magic power, and he rushed into the Lan Yin Sword, making the Lan Yin Sword glow with colorful brilliance, and he stepped on the air with both feet, driven by the wind element, carrying Su Feifei on his back, and stabbed at the thin old man.

One is ingest, the other is attacking, and the unity makes Wang Ziqiao's speed a little faster.

The thin old man was surprised, he originally thought that Wang Ziqiao would struggle to escape, but he never wanted to fight back against him, but he had already seen that Wang Ziqiao's cultivation was not enough to fight against him, so the paw prints in his hand changed and grabbed the sword towards Lan Yin.

While!

Strike!

Wang Ziqiao broke the paw prints with a sword, and the castration continued, and the tip of the sword locked the throat of the thin old man.

It's just that at this critical moment, the ninth-level old man who had just attacked Wang Ziqiao had already arrived, his body was like smoke, under the moonlight, like a ghost, in a flash, and still appeared behind Wang Ziqiao, and pointed like a sword, a white sword aura, with a moonlight like flowing water, cut into Wang Ziqiao's wind cover, and approached the back of Su Feifei's neck.

"Die!" Wang Ziqiao's figure rotated with the wind cover, and he didn't have time to kill the eighth-level thin old man, and the long sword swirled, colliding with the sword qi behind it.

While!

Lan Yin's sword smashed the sword qi into the air.

However, the other party flicked his fingers in a row, and continuously released multiple sword qi.

Prince Qiao Lingwei was not afraid, he only had one move, which was a continuous stab, and the magic power in his body was running wildly, and he continued to stab forward.

Dangdangdang......

With each blow, a sword qi can be shattered.

However, under the collision of the sword qi, the huge anti-shock force brought by it also made Wang Ziqiao unbearable, when the true yuan sword qi condensed, it was comparable to King Kong, and after it shattered, it was like dynamite, and it exploded, shattering Wang Ziqiao's body protection wind cover.

The eighth-level thin old man seized an opportunity, raised his hand, and struck at the back of Su Feifei's heart behind Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao's spiritual power sensed all directions, and he could naturally know the direction of the opponent's attack, and the magic sprouted, and suddenly extended a peach branch, like fine iron, around Su Feifei's back, and whipped on the sword qi.

While!

The sword qi was shaken away.

Countless peachwood branches grew wildly from the magic staff, fixing Sophie Fei behind Wang Ziqiao's back, and covering the main parts even more tightly.

"Wudang grappler!" The ninth-level black-haired old man suddenly screamed, struck out the same claw shadow as the thin old man, grabbed the blue sword in Wang Ziqiao's hand, followed closely, his figure quickly followed, and with another palm, it was imprinted on Wang Ziqiao's chest.

The crazy true yuan poured into Wang Ziqiao's body, like a grenade, and exploded, and Wang Ziqiao flew upside down.

The clothes on his chest were torn, his flesh and blood were blurred, his muscles and bones were shattered, and all his internal organs were injured.

Strike!

Prince Qiao, who was flying upside down, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But the other party didn't stop attacking, the black-haired man finished attacking with one palm, and the eighth-level thin old man followed closely, and a sword qi struck at Wang Ziqiao's back Su Feifei, cutting off a peach branch, submerging into Su Feifei's back, penetrating Su Feifei's body, and drilling out of Wang Ziqiao's chest.

"Die!" Fuyunzi, who had been unable to intervene, stepped into the void, used the Wudang faction's light skill longitudinal cloud ladder, went straight to the void, and came to the top of the heads of Wang Ziqiao and the others, and countless sword qi shot out, completely enveloping the two.

"Are you going to die?" Su Feifei hugged Wang Ziqiao, the blow just now had already seriously injured her, if it weren't for the fact that Tao Muzhi changed the direction of the sword qi, so that the sword qi failed to hit the heart, otherwise, I am afraid that she would have died at this time.

The three of them joined forces, which was not at all the match of Wang Ziqiao, not to mention that he was also carrying a Sophie Fei on his back.

Looking at the bright silver sword qi above her head, Su Feifei felt that the whole world suddenly quieted down, and even the sword qi became extremely slow, she was not afraid, and even felt that death was a relief, and it was worth it to die with her beloved.

Death was supposed to be terrible, and it was only when you were with your loved ones that you had the confidence to face it.

Wang Ziqiao was against the three masters of the seventh ** level, this was the most tragic battle in history, although the time of the battle was short, but it was always in danger.

It's just that he doesn't want to die, after the other party's successive attacks, the ultimate magic tornado is finally activated, this is magic beyond his realm, and it naturally takes more time, in fact, it is not long, because the opponent's attack is extremely fast, in an instant.

Just after the sword light was about to reach the top of Wang Ziqiao's head, with Wang Ziqiao as the center, a violent wind suddenly appeared, and the whistling sound was like the roar of ten thousand beasts.