"Don't act murderous, I just want to take this guy away, and if you can get way, you can also save your life." Attacked from the left and right, Yun Conglong didn't have the slightest look of panic, the face with clear water chestnuts was full of leisure, and the light blue Danfeng eyes glanced left and right, and his eyes showed contempt.

However, this is not conceit.

The whirlwind around him easily blocked Zhao Xiang's sneak attack, which was the best proof of his strength.

Wu Si clenched his fist suddenly, and Xiaodou glared at him and said, "How could I let Ah Qing be taken away by a guy of unknown origin like you, look at the trick!" ”

A golden three-meter Buddha emerged from his side, his feet hooked the two-meter rock erected on the ground, and then waved his golden fists to crack the rock inch by inch, and each piece of fragment rushed forward, like a torrential rain.

The air erupted into a high-pitched sonic boom, and the sharp pieces of shards rubbed against the air, producing brilliant sparks.

"This firework is not bad," Yun Conglong stood with his hand in his hand, and commented with full aura, and the winding whirlwind turned, grinding all the flying gravel into powder, and then blowing it to the other side.

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Zhao Xiang's light purple pupils contracted, not because he was shocked by the other party's calm posture, but at that moment, I don't know if it was the hallucination of facing a strong enemy, he saw Shi Qing lying on the ground unconscious, and his right finger moved.

Yun Conglong saw the shock flashing on Zhao Xiang's face, and then looked at Shi Qing who fell to the ground, there was nothing abnormal.

Strange, is he too careful? For a moment, this purple-eyed kid seemed to care more about the movements of his fainting companion than his strength.

The cloud rose from the dragon's heart with this doubt.

He is a cautious person, he will despise a person like Wu Si who has no IQ at first glance, but he will never despise a scheming person like Zhao Xiang.

In the battle against Kui, Zhao Xiang's resourcefulness and calm judgment were enough for him to face it squarely.

Without giving him much time to think, the sickle in Zhao Xiang's hand emitted light, and instantly turned into a large curtain, floating in the air, blocking his vision.

Yun Conglong's eyes flashed with brilliance, covering the enemy's line of sight to attack, this trick was very old-fashioned, but it was very effective.

Where will the opponent attack from?

Bypassing from the left to right, or refining behind the curtain into a more powerful instrument?

Which one exactly? It's exciting, it's like guessing which chest contains gold, and that's the fun of fighting.

The clouds swept away from the dragon's hands, and a powerful wind blade roared out, cutting the curtain into eight or nine pieces.

The curtain was shattered, no human figure could be seen, and the cloud quickly swept left and right from the dragon, and there was no human figure.

At this time, he suddenly felt that the place under his feet was no longer a rock, but a pit with a size of five meters square, and at the bottom of the pit, the moonlight shone with spikes shining one by one, and the glitter was metal.

It turned out that when the curtain was blocked, Zhao Xiang squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and came out of such a pit.

With such a distance, not only him, but even Shi Qing will be affected, does that guy disregard the safety of his companions? Wait, Yun Conglong's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, so it turned out to be like this.

He didn't hesitate too much, and with a wave of his hand, the whirlwind split out a part, like handcuffs and leg irons, locking Shi Qing's limbs and stopping the momentum of the other party's whereabouts at the same time.

The order given by the boss was to capture him alive and study it, not to bring a corpse back.

Locking his limbs, he was naturally worried that Shi Qing, who had passed out from a coma due to lack of oxygen, would wake up, and if he was locked up like this, even if he woke up, he would not be able to cause any harm to him.

When he completed this step, a golden Buddha appeared above him, waving his fists like a golden meteor shower on his head and face.

Bang bang bang, the Golden Buddha may not be able to break through the whirlwind shield, but it also occupies a condescending advantage, compared to on the ground, such terrain is more suitable for Wu Si and Zhao Xiang to fight.

On the other hand, Yun Conglong, on the one hand, has to take care of Shi Qing, on the other hand, he has to use the wind to support himself, bear the blows from above, and the consumption of Dao power and mind will exceed that on the ground.

It's really a good combat plan, and Yun gives the enemy high praise from the dragon's heart.

From the walls of the pit in all directions, spear-like spikes popped out, keeping the whirlwind half a meter away, unable to advance an inch.

Yun Conglong laughed and said, "It's a pity, it's time for the game to end." With that, he raised his right index finger and silently recited the incantation, and a wisp of blue-purple electric light jumped on his fingertips, and then condensed into a beam and shot out.

The electric light shot through the golden Buddha's chest, forming a small hole the size of a small green date.

Compared to the three-meter-tall body of the Golden Buddha, such a hole is really insignificant, but when the wound appears, the residual electric light spreads rapidly to the surroundings, and the wound of the green jujube is the size of a basketball.

The Golden Buddha suddenly dissipated in the air, and Wu Siwa, who was nine meters away, spit out a mouthful of blood, half-knelt on the ground, and trembled all over.

The shattering of the magic image condensed by the god system will not make people die, but it is enough to make people suffer heavy losses, and it will be impossible to fight again in a short time.

The cloud flew out of the pit from the dragon, suspended in mid-air, and shot out a beam of electric light from the index finger of his right hand, directly piercing Zhao Xiang's abdomen.

"Ah Xiang!" Wu Si's eyes were torn, regardless of the severity of his injuries, he forcibly wanted to condense the divine image, but he was counterattacked, and spit out a mouthful of blood again, as if his five organs were about to crack.

Surprisingly, Zhao Xiang was shot through the abdomen by electric light, and the wound caused did not spread like the Golden Buddha.

A flash of surprise flashed through the dragon's eyes, "You're such a clever boy that you actually came up with the idea of using an iron needle to direct the dispersed electricity into the ground to prevent the wound from exploding. However, even if this is the case, you with a hole in your abdomen, you should not have the strength to fight again. ”

Zhao Xiang fell to the ground on his back, his cold and hard face was pale, and blood was pouring out of his abdomen.

It was just a moment, if it weren't for the collapse of the Golden Buddha, he wouldn't have been able to come up with a way to conduct electricity with an iron needle in time, but as Yun Conglong said, he no longer had the strength to fight again.

Everything that can be done has been done, and next, you can only rely on Qing, but that guy is too cautious, can Qing, whose limbs are sealed, succeed?

With these things in his mind, he still didn't give up his efforts, and said, "Who are you?" ”

The cloud flew from the dragon to Zhao Xiang six meters away, and the whirlwind that wrapped around the surface dispersed, and there was no danger anymore, so there was no need to continue to waste Dao power.

Ghoo~, the loud scream of hunger echoes here, sounding the same as flushing the toilet.

Yun Conglong's first reaction was that Wu Si's stomach was screaming, but when he listened carefully, it was not, and the voice seemed to come from behind.

He turned around, and the whole person was stunned, in his memory, Shi Qing's abdominal muscles were so twisted?

The eight-pack abs twisted around the wound caused by the pebble, like a twisted flower, and the grunting sound came from there.

Yun Conglong, who thought for a short time, missed the best opportunity to protect himself, and Shi Qing's tight wound slightly revealed a gap, and the muscles inside spurted out the squeezed blood.