"It seems that you can't do it, right?" Nangong Fan's posture moved, and every step seemed to have been extremely carefully calculated, which could be described as wonderful, and it was all in the dead corner that Qiu Zuo's offensive was difficult to reach.

Qiu Zuo wanted to cry without tears, and if he wanted to get out several times, he would be easily drawn into the battle group, but in this battle situation where there was only parrying, what was the point of continuing to fight? Isn't that a joke with his precious life?

Qiu Zuo really felt the threat of death, and there would eventually be a mistake in the hundreds, how could there be a reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days in this world? Under Nangong Fan's continuous offensive, it was only a matter of time before he lost his position, and if there was one, there would be two, so would it be far from death?

"Hey, little brother, isn't it okay to be like this with the human race?" Qiu Zuo looked at the huge bone sword that was a few circles smaller than himself, and it was difficult to even feel distressed.

"That's not what you just said. Nangong Fan shook his head, and the sword moves were used one by one, without the slightest intention of slowing down.

In this world, only dead things can bring him a sense of security.

"I'm just kidding you. Qiu Zuo said with a scowl on his face, and wanted to bear a sword to escape several times, but he was shocked by the sharp sword intent.

Forcibly separated from the battle group, this sword must be aimed at his own vital point, looking at this, I am afraid that even a sword will have to give himself a heartbeat. But it's not a matter of such a stalemate, this kid is as slippery as a loach, and it is difficult to even fight back.

When did the Terrans have such a genius? and happened to be met by themselves, which is really unlucky.

"I just want to make a little joke with your head. Nangong Fan said lightly.

"I'm fighting with you!" Qiu Zuo no longer looked like he was just now, and the bone sword in his hand smashed down towards Nangong Fan, not even caring about the sword flower that was cut.

Injuries for injuries, who is afraid of whom!

Nangong Fan's eyes flickered, this was forcibly pieced together by him with the energy in the reincarnation seal, but he couldn't withstand too much tossing, and scolded his true self for being blind in his heart.

One step staggered, it seemed that three or five shadows were born in the same place, and the Black Dragon Sword had no intention of retracting its defense, leaving a wound on Qiu Zuo's body for the first time. But it was only a sword, and there was no time to burst out of the devouring power, but it was also not exposed.

"Die!" Qiu Zuo ignored the pain in his waist and abdomen, and the giant sword swept out, exploding a series of sonic booms.

Nangong Fan's body seemed to be in a slight trance.

The figures in front of him shattered one by one under the huge force and dispersed with the wind. Qiu Zuo's powerful blow of exchanging injuries for injuries did not hit Nangong Fan.

Qiu Zuo stared directly at Nangong Fan's figure that was slightly revealed behind him, and continued to bully himself.

As the saying goes, those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying. Qiu Zuo just wants to use this lifeless momentum to live to death and fight for himself to survive.

One advances, one retreats.

Nangong Fan didn't dare to let Qiu Zuo get too close to him, the hard wounds in his strength were here, and he really had no chance to fight him closely.

Qiu Zuo became more and more energetic, and he felt that he had found a way to sanction Nangong Fan.

From just falling into the disadvantage, saying that it was a joke, and now there is a little sign of gaining the upper hand, he began to think in his heart that he would leave the two people in front of him here forever.

Thinking of this, he regretted it a little, why did he pretend to be a fork and report his name? Looking at the young appearance of the priest of perfection, I am afraid that he has a great background, if he does not leave both of them here, he will not even dare to enter the oasis easily in the future.

Qiu Zuo's punch and kick became even more domineering, and the spiritual power of the Xuan Realm attached to his vicinity to add a bit of power.

Seeing that the spiritual power was used, Nangong Fan understood that this guy was about to explode.

As soon as his mind moved, his eyes opened suddenly, the black luster flashed, and a pillar of light intertwined with black and gray was fleeting, hitting Qiu Zuo's body fiercely.

This seems to be the power of magic and demonic will, which can fix people and at the same time add the power to smear people's hearts.

Qiu Zuo's body slammed suddenly, and all his movements stopped, but in just a breath, he seemed to break free from it and move again. It's just that this is not a simple magic power divine eye, witches and demons have a little in common in intimidating people. The light of the divine eye fused with the witch demon pushed this power to the extreme.

Get rid of the weirdness of witches, and the temptation from demons. Even Qiu Zuo, the most orthodox Jianghu person, couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes at this time, and he seemed to see the most profound picture in his memory that he didn't want to recall.

It was the scene where the orcs devoured his parents and even everyone in the same village one by one, and if it weren't for the help of the Terran powerhouse, he might have been one of them.

This is the picture that Qiu Zuo doesn't want to see the most, and he is even sealed in the corner of his mind, just trying to never remember it again. But at this time, under the magic that seemed to be able to break people's hearts, he saw through it all, and he remembered that he was hiding in the tank, and he was limp and crying through the gap. So scared, so helpless......

Qiu Zuo's eyes were full of fear and confusion, his body kept trembling, and the hand holding the bone knife seemed to be weak.

Nangong Fan's face turned slightly pale, his body was too seriously injured, even if he reluctantly used magic to stitch it up, he felt unsustainable under such an outburst, but he still barely raised his strength, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he must not miss it.

During this period, it seemed that blood kept flowing from the cracks of his fingers, circulating on the black dragon sword, making the blood on his sword body flourish, and a suction force swept around, rolling the wind and waves and stabbing towards Qiu Zuo.

"Bang dang. ”

The bone knife slipped from Qiu Zuo's book and landed on it fiercely.

The sudden explosion made Qiu Zuo feel excited, and he suddenly woke up from the scene that was difficult to break free, and the cold sweat had already soaked the whole set of clothes, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

He was still in a bit of a trance at this time, and he still hadn't fully woken up from the images in his memory. He seemed to remember the scene when he was able to wander around the Demon Beast Super Oasis and get created, and he crossed his face with the orcs.

The sound of the air breaking woke him up completely.

Nangong Fan and Qiu Zuo were already very close, but when they stepped forward with a sword, the sharp sword intent slapped on Qiu Zuo's body in the wind and waves.

There was still a little distance between the sword and the clothes on Qiu Zuo's body were cut under the breath.

The sword is coming towards the heart.

At the same time, the copper coin witch weapon that had been emitting divine light for about two meters in the sky also roared and smashed.

It's not that Ziyou has been grinding foreign workers, not to mention that the two are close to each other, and the flashing one after the other is too fast, even if Ziyou has a strong control over the copper coin, it will inevitably be injured by mistake.

Unlike when Nangong Fan fought with the demon beast, the huge body of the demon beast was a live target, and he was not afraid of hitting the wrong person at all.

Ziyou has been looking for an opportunity to suppress the copper coin, and finally found an opportunity to smash it down under Nangong Fan's full outburst. It was accompanied by the remnants of the Burning God Pattern, and there seemed to be flames surrounding its body, which looked extremely domineering.

Qiu Zuo's eyes were split, he felt a strong life-and-death crisis, and at the same time, he was extremely puzzled, why did he become this situation in front of him in the blink of an eye?

Feeling the murderous intent roaring in his chest and above his head, Qiu Zuo's thoughts surged, and the spiritual power in his body exploded without reservation.

I have to say that he is very sad, he is born close to water, and only by cultivating the water system spiritual cultivation method, otherwise the spiritual realm will be difficult to reach even the Xuan Realm. It's just that on this great desert, how can there be too much water aura for him to induce?

There seemed to be the sound of water, whether it was a small stream, or the kind that could stop flowing at any moment.

Qiu Zuo was surrounded by a thin blue brilliance, and the huge bone sword that fell to the ground instantly fell into his hand, and at this time, the sword shape could no longer be seen, but it looked like an irregular stick.

The stick dances in the hand, and the blue light is driven by it, which looks like a stormy wave.

"The waves are surging. ”

Qiu Zuo's body appeared with a lot of blue stick shadows, like waves, wave after wave, endless. Protect yourself completely.

"The sword moves with the wind!"

Nangong Fan groaned softly in his mouth, the wind was blowing, blowing the waves, and the sword body seemed to be ethereal.

"Wow!"

The stick shadow is like a substance under the spiritual power, whether it can collide with the sword body or shatter in an instant. The black dragon sword stirred, and it seemed that the dragon swam in the sea, and all the waves had to surrender to it.

The dragon is just a stirring, and there are many rushing waves to annihilate, and everything seems to be turning into a pool of stagnant water under the dragon power of the desolation.

The copper coin was full of light, and the patina on it jumped, jumped off the disc, fell on top of the stick shadow, and smashed down one after another, penetrating the stick shadow and dissipating into pure aura in the air.

Qiu Zuo's eyes flashed with essence, and at this time, the two of them were completely destroying his desperate spiritual power, and they didn't find the long stick in his hand at all.

Seeing Nangong Fan getting closer and closer to him, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him, it's now!

The stick moved, and the last trace of spiritual power was also wrapped around it, and with the power of perfection, it really had the momentum of smashing the space.

He completely ignored the copper coin on his head, and had spiritual power to resist a little, even if he took this blow, the injury should be within the controllable range, as long as he could solve Nangong Fan, everything was worth it.

Qiu Zuo's wielding long stick, hidden in the gradually thinning blue light, avoided the black dragon sword in front of him at a wonderful angle, and aimed directly at Gong Fan's body. He knew that this guy was seriously injured, and maybe just one blow would be able to knock out the breath that had been raised in his heart.

A slightly lame priest of perfection, trying to solve it is not easy to catch?

Qiu Zuo seems to have seen the dawn of victory, and this stick will definitely divide the victory. And the winner, only ......

He suddenly saw the corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rise, as if he was mercilessly mocking him.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell him what it was.

The stick continued to fall, and he would not allow himself to be startled away by a sneering smile.

It was also at this time that he discovered that less than three meters around him, just outside the fluctuation of the battle, there seemed to be an afterimage of Dao Nangong Fan, when did he get there?

Stick down.

A soft groan suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Shapeshift!"