Chapter 292: Strong and Weak Translocation

Sneak attack to kill a saintly powerhouse, Deng Yi gives people an understated feeling, but the person who was attacked by the sneak attack broke out on the verge of death, and the powerful qi was extremely eye-catching, and it couldn't be hidden. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Be careful of Deng Yi!" An exclamation frightened all the saintly powerhouses.

The person who was about to make a move immediately retracted his steps, drilled into the crowd, and fled. The two who were fighting were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, looking left and right while fighting, looking for a chance to get out.

But before the opportunity to get out was found, two more masked men came out and joined the opponent together, becoming a two-on-one situation, entangled to death, and it was even more difficult to get out.

The two of them were so anxious that they hated the guys who were hiding, and Nima betrayed his teammates without saying hello.

The guys who were hiding couldn't catch it, Deng Yi took a little foot and threw himself directly at the man in pajamas.

Seeing Deng Yi rushing towards him, the man in the pajamas was almost frightened, and desperately injured to force Song Fang and Chen Luoshan to retreat, then turned around and drilled into the crowd, and even pushed a super-first-class master who assisted him to Deng Yi.

Before the man could even react, he was split in half by Deng Yi's sword. was kind enough to help, but was assassinated, how unjust it is.

The speed itself is not comparable to Deng Yi, and now that he is injured, he can't escape, even if he uses others as shields all the way, he doesn't escape for more than three breaths, and he will be caught up.

Although he was frightened, he was always a strong person who entered the saint, and he did not completely lose his ability to resist.

This person is using a long knife, and the knife technique is the Zhu family's famous martial arts martial arts flame dragon knife, with profound skills and superb knife skills, which are stronger than Zhu Changchun.

It's just that I can't find out the information of this person, either it's a red-blooded person, or it's a hidden master of the Zhu family.

But no matter who he is, as long as he is a member of the Zhu family, Deng Yizhao will not be killed.

The first style of the free sword is called the division of water, between the splitting and stabbing, all things are easy, and the attack and defense are integrated. It is the most undisciplined style, which pays attention to the combination of qi and god, and the sword light is vast and powerful.

After a few tricks, the pajama man's offensive was not only broken, but also killed a large number of guards.

The second style of the Xiaoyao Sword is called Ten Thousand Swords, and countless sword lights are emitted between the swings, such as swarming into the sky, paying attention to the sword with gas, and controlling the qi with the gods, which is a very strong killing move.

A few tricks of the water splitting style made it difficult for the pajama man to deal with, and Deng Yi then took another move of the Ten Thousand Sword Style, and the countless sword lights were too many to count, and the dense density almost covered his vision.

As Deng Yi waved his sword, countless sword lights were like well-trained elite soldiers, buzzing in unison, like ten thousand swords singing, the tip of the sword pointed at the man in pajamas, and then turned into a torrent and pounced.

In the face of such a fierce move, the man in the pajamas was shocked, and the big knife was swung, turning into countless fire dragons with teeth and claws to counterattack, colliding with the torrent of sword light.

The terrifying energy erupted, swept across a radius of ten zhang, destroying everything, the weaker ones were crushed to pieces, and the stronger ones vomited blood and retreated.

As soon as the sword light came into contact with the fire dragon, it seemed that they were both annihilated, but it was just a pause, and the fire dragon was defeated and retreated, becoming a one-sided situation.

The man in the pajamas was so anxious that he screamed wildly, his muscles bulging all over his body, obviously using his strength to feed, but he still couldn't stop the advance of death.

"Ahh Half a minute, only lasted half a minute, the pajama man's fire dragon all died, screamed, and was killed by countless sword lights, and all the corpses were not left.

The man in the pajamas died tragically, and the other was no better, with a disheveled head, wounds all over his body, and blood dripping, under the siege of the four, the situation was precarious, and it was already the end of the crossbow.

Seeing that there was no need to do it himself, Deng Yi turned around and killed the surrounding guards, and suddenly set off a bloody wind, killing those guards and fleeing in all directions.

It wasn't until dawn that a large army besieged the City Lord's Mansion that Deng Yi summoned the trap bird and left with the four holy powerhouses, and from beginning to end, they didn't even have a trace of blood on them.

In the first battle of Jiuyangmen that year, Zhuxing Island folded three strong people who entered the sainthood, one folded in the crusade against Xiaoyao Island, and three folded in Leprosy City, and now overnight, Panshan City lost three more, adding up to ten.

Zhu Changqing, who received the news, almost fainted, Zhu Xingdao is indeed very strong, and there are indeed many strong people who have entered the sainthood, but they can't withstand such a loss!

Ten, a whole ten holy powerhouses! What a terrifying power, it was so gone.

The two families of Kagoshima and Huanxin Island together are only five, plus one of their allies, a total of six, the old and the new have been replaced for hundreds of thousands of years, but they have been dealing with Zhuxing Island to this day.

Counting Zhu Changqing, there are only nine in Zhuxing Island, plus five of the Red Blood Pirate Regiment, and three of the allies, a total of seventeen.

However, the Red Blood Pirates only sent three of them, minus the four that had been lost in succession before the coalition crusade, and the two sides were 11 to 7 before the battle.

In just a few days after the start of the war, the two sides became 5 to 7, and for a big war of this scale, the strength and weakness can be described as an instant shift. With such a huge loss, Zhu Changqing didn't vomit blood on the spot, which was already determined.

But the more I think about it, the more distressed I feel, like a knife. What's more, his second son Zhu Mingsheng died last night.

If it's just a reversal in the comparison of combat power, it won't make Zhu Changqing scared, after all, there are still two red bloods, and it will be 7 to 7 if they are pulled back, no matter how bad it is, they can fight on a par.

But the question is, what should Deng Yi, who is holding a divine weapon, do? Who can deal with him, who can cure him? Judging by the current situation, there are no four or five people who can't hold him back at all.

Faced with this problem, Zhu Changqing rubbed his head vigorously, it hurts, it hurts! These days, as long as he thinks of Deng Yi, he feels like an iron nail keeps stabbing in his head, and it hurts terribly.

The ministers below are also no better, except for meeting each other, they really can't think of any way.

"Waste, it's all fucking waste, what's the use of raising you! Get lost! Get out of here! Zhu Changqing roared angrily, like a man-eating beast.

The ministers were silent, and they all hurriedly retreated in fear, for fear that they would be left behind, and if they were not careful, they might be used as a tool to vent their anger, and they would have no place to shout grievances if they were killed.

A few days ago, someone didn't know what to look at, took a few steps slowly, and said a few more words, but his head was separated and carried out.

"Jia Wenshang, you stay." Zhu Changqing suddenly shouted.

Jia Wenshang trembled and froze there, then turned around under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, his face turned pale, and he walked back cautiously, bowed down and said, "Island Master, what do you command?" ”