Chapter Fifty-Six: Fighting Three with One Man

"Afterwards, this seat will definitely not let the two of you shoot in vain."

The thin middle-aged man exhaled, his eyes looked at Qin Yue, who was still as pale as water, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Under the pressure of this palpitating feeling, he shouted: "Do it! ”

He bore the brunt of it, holding the spirit sword in his right hand and bullying him, pointing the sword at Qin Yue.

The two early foundation building monks, one holding a large axe, their muscles instantly swelled, and they looked very burly, following behind the middle-aged man, their footsteps moving to the right. One took out two short blades, followed the middle-aged man with a serious face, his footsteps moved to the left, and the three of them formed horns, each using his housekeeping skills to hit Qin Yue.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Yue's mouth, and the lower grade yuan stone held by the hands behind his back became completely dim, and he dropped it, and the lower grade yuan stone disappeared with the wind.

He had completely absorbed the two lower-grade Yuan Stones and emptied.

He clenched his hands into fists and shouted in a low voice: "Breaking the Sea Fist", his fists were covered with water elements, and the fire dragon on his head opened his teeth and claws, and his voice was extremely loud and sudden.

Suddenly!

The fire dragon split into two and divided into two smaller fire dragons, one straight and straight into the top of Qin Yue's head.

Under the overcontrol of the spirit sword, the other fire dragon bowed its head sharply and slammed head-on into one of the early stage immortals.

With the submersion of a fire dragon, Qin Yue's originally somewhat empty dantian suddenly became abundant.

Suddenly, Qin Yue's body momentum became extremely stable, like Mount Tai, which made people daunting and frightened.

Qin Yue's steps were vague, but his speed was extremely fast, his face was calm as usual, and his fists seemed to be facing the thin middle-aged man and another early stage immortal at the same time.

The faces of the three of them suddenly showed a look of horror, they didn't expect Qin Yue's vitality to be so sufficient, and he still had such strength after fighting with the thin middle-aged man.

Looking at the fire dragon facing him with great momentum, the immortal in the early stage of foundation building, his face showed jealousy, the big axe in his hand was held with both hands, and the vitality of his whole body was gathered on his hands, his face showed a hideous color, and he said in a low voice: "Cut it for me." ”

Holding the big black axe in both hands, he looked heavily at the fire dragon that had flown in front of him.

At the same time, Qin Yue's fists had already hit the thin middle-aged man's sword blade, and suddenly there was a sound of the tip of the knife hitting each other, the thin middle-aged man's forehead cold sweat fell sharply, Qin Yue's fists contained the power to make his spirit sword bend, the power from the sword was like the waves of the sea, one by one, one by one, stronger than the other, the throat was sweet, he took a few steps back, and subconsciously wanted to spit blood, but he was forcibly pressed against the throat and swallowed.

But there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red, and the strength of the other party surprised him.

Saying that it was too late, Qin Yue had just used his fists to beat the thin middle-aged man back a few steps, but at this time, the Zhuji monk holding the double swords had his eyes lit up, and he wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack Qin Yue, so he hurriedly quickened his pace, and his two blades glowed with cold light, reaching the critical point of Qin Yue's throat.

But Qin Yue showed a look of sarcasm, turned around suddenly, his fists suddenly thickened several times, black as ink, green tendons bulging, under the surprised gaze of the other party, he turned his steps, dodged the opponent's sharp blade, swung his right hand to punch the opponent's chin, and his left hand punched the opponent's lower abdomen.

Before the other party had time to react, Qin Yue's fists had already reached the other party.

"Click!"

"Ahh

With the sound of teeth shattering, and a vague, shrill voice, the early foundation building monk with two blades in his hand flew out like a dead dog.

For a time, the dust was flying.

"Scratch!"

The huge hand axe fell to the ground like a fragile porcelain bowl, shattering.

The face of the monk in the early stage of building the foundation with the axe was a little ugly, and he shouted with a crazy face:

"I don't believe you can take my life directly!"

His eyes were red, and the whites of his eyes were covered with this trace of blood, which looked a little terrifying.

The corners of his mouth squirmed: "Break it for Lao Tzu!" ”

With an iron tower-like body and hands covered with a faint golden light, it directly hit the shattered fire dragon that had made its hand axe.

"Click!"

The big man's tower-like body was burned by the flames, and he swung his fists with all his strength, ignoring the burning pain on his body, and hit the Qingyue Sword at the core.

"Bell!"

After a burst of jingo.

The fire was extinguished all over the big man's body, the clothes on his body were burned everywhere, the hair on his head was completely burned and clean, and his face was covered with a pale color, and there was no trace of flushing, and his eyes showed a tired look.

Unnatural drooping of the arms.

At the same time, after the crisp sound of Jingo, a flash of sword light was knocked out, and there was a trembling and wailing sound.

The Qingyue Sword fell to the ground.

It seemed a little unwilling, trembling and wanting to fly again.

But he was stopped by Qin Yue's divine thoughts, and he suddenly stood where he didn't move.

Qin Yue doesn't know swordsmanship, he can only boxing, so he doesn't use Qin Yue's sword as well as flesh fists, and he comes bravely, although he is not very handsome.

Although Qin Yue's sword was knocked away and defeated, the other party did pay the price of a pair of hands, at least the other party could not pose a greater threat to Qin Yue in a short time.

The early stage monk who was beaten to the ground by Qin Yue, as soon as he stood up, he held the ground with both hands, his feet were strong, and his posture was extremely embarrassing, like a lost dog.

As soon as he moved, he hissed his teeth in pain, and the severe pain filled every nerve in him, but he still wanted to grit his teeth and stand up, he was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, he was an immortal, he didn't believe that he was so fragile, and he was killed by Qin Yue in one face.

"Phew!"

A large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, the blood was dark red, and there were several snow-white teeth inside.

He struggled to his feet, though there was a pain all over his body, which continued to torment him, and he felt as if his jaw was dislocated, out of his control.

His eyes were blurred, his mouth opened and closed, and he said vaguely: "I can still fight!" ”

Qin Yue pushed back the thin middle-aged man who had been seriously injured a few steps again, and looked at the early stage monk with a little stunned on his face.

didn't care about that person anymore, the immortal in the early stage of foundation building, obviously holding on, might even have a problem walking.

Qin Yue's eyes were cold, and the killing intent in the depths was condensed on the thin middle-aged man like substance.

The middle-aged man secretly complained, cold sweat fell straight down, he was no longer able to fight.

There were three people on his side, for a while, one of his arms was abolished, and one was seriously injured and could not stand, his eyes when he looked at Qin Yue had changed from disdain at the beginning to horror now, in his opinion, Qin Yue in front of him seemed to really want to kill himself.

With the sound of two bones twisting, a bareheaded figure like an iron tower came to the thin middle-aged man's side, guarding Qin Yue, and cold sweat appeared on his cheeks densely.

Qin Yue sneered: "Even if you forcibly connect your hands, you won't be able to exert your own strength. ”

Immediately, the figure rioted, and suddenly like an afterimage, he galloped towards the two of them quickly, and he was going to abolish the two!