When the black short knife held by Wu Qi was about to fall on the scales on the top of Tianwei Ancient Dragon's head, a soft boneless wheat-colored palm appeared under Wu Qi's wrist unconsciously, and steadily caught Wu Qi's wrist pressed down.

The tip of the black short knife was only 5 centimeters away from Tianwei Gulong's head, but these 5 centimeters became forever, and Wu Qi used all his strength to move his wrist.

It was as if a bottomless abyss suddenly appeared behind him, and the horror of Wu Qi's hunter intuition was awakened for a long time. Wu Qi threw off his right arm almost as fast as he could, and his five fingers clenched the black short knife and stabbed fiercely at the predetermined enemy's face.

The moment he looked up, he saw it. The owner of the palm that suddenly appeared was the beautiful woman in front of him who was 175 cm tall. Her face was beautiful and lovely, and her amber eyes were shining; The holy white veil is held high by the large rounded corners that protrude from the left and right foreheads, and the silky brown hair hangs from the gap hidden by the veil, just draped over the smooth shoulders and lines. Sensation of the clavicle.

A fairy-like pure white gauze skirt can't cover the woman's abundance. Full. Fire. Spicy, blood-pumping bewitching body. She blinked her shining eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly in a small arc, as if she was smiling at Wu Qi charmingly.

But that's not a tick. A smile that is quoted in the sense of something like that, but a smile that is extremely angry.

Wu Qi's arm would not stop, he beckoned to the beautiful woman's face with a knife, only to see a broken arm swaying in front of the woman's face due to insufficient distance

When the wheat-colored woman's right hand was supporting Wu Qi's right wrist, she unloaded the black short knife that Wu Qi's fingers were holding tightly along with the entire wrist, leaving Wu Qi with not even a trace of vigilant pain.

Wu Qi's mind was like a thunderbolt passing through it. At this moment, he really felt the horror of this beautiful woman with a human appearance at hand. If you don't compare it, you won't know that the sense of crisis that comes from this woman is much higher than the oppressive force of Tianwei Gulong, and it can be said that it is not a level of life at all!

Suddenly, the bag on Wu Qi's back suddenly shot out a stream of black gas. The direction in which the black qi flew straight was away from the wheat-colored woman.

Hiram is very perceptive. Although it was the first time he sensed the wheat-colored aura, he was the first to determine the identity of the other party.

Who else could there be but its throne lord who could appear here at such a coincidence at this moment and save the Heavenly Mighty Ancient Dragon? This woman is the tenth throne, the real thing.

When a strong enemy that could never be defeated came, Hiram fled faster than Wu Qi, who had a hand broken by a wheat-colored woman. He didn't even care that his black short knife was snatched away by the wheat-colored woman, because if he escaped slowly, he would have to die with Wu Qi.

Under the pressure, Wu Qi subconsciously grinned. He couldn't tell if it was the joy of the perfect plan, the shock that the Tenth Throne was coming too soon to be within easy reach of him, or the sheer instinctive fear of the disparity in power.

The spiritual creature that was living in Wu Qi's mind suddenly moved, and he and Wu Qi manipulated Wu Qi's body as one, and his left arm stabbed the wheat-colored woman's face with lightning speed; Between the index and middle fingers lies a fragment of a long knife!

The wheat-colored woman was slightly surprised by Wu Qi's actions. She obviously smelled the smell of fear leaking from the top of Wu Qi's head to her feet, but Wu Qi's movements were diametrically opposed to the bewildering smell, and he dared to continue to attack her.

The wheat-colored woman tilted her head slightly, saw through and dodged Wu Qi's hidden blade straight fist lightly, and at the same time, her center of gravity pressed down on the five fingers of her left hand and clenched her fist, and the burst point of her whole body's strength instantly formed a smooth line, and the power that gushed out like a tide burst out with her left arm little by little!

Wu Qi's whole person flew out of the air for more than 100 meters in an instant, smashing into the sand in the distance like a cannonball, setting off a 10-meter-high sand fountain.

The wheat-colored woman slowly withdrew her fist, then flew to the almost broken tail of the Tianwei Ancient Dragon on tiptoe, and waved her hand to sprinkle a glittering dust.

After stabilizing Tianwei Gulong's injuries in this way, the wheat-colored woman turned her head to look in Wu Qi's direction again. At the end of a large piece of dust, Wu Qi's figure had shrunk into an extremely small black spot.

Wu Qi used all the strength of his legs to raise the speed to 270 kilometers per hour, and he did not look back. Through the punch just now, he had already realized that this woman's fist had the power to shatter the silver sand armor!

She didn't attach any energy torrent to her fist, and purely relied on the kinetic energy and stamping on her fist to shake the seal set by the "Heavenly Creation" in the Silver Sand Armor; If it was attached to the throne-level energy, Wu Qi could almost imagine his fate at this moment.

Although the reason is not clear, it seems that the woman was overconfident in her fists. She didn't know the hardness of the silver sand armor, so he was lucky enough to get his life back.

So run, the faster you run, the better.

"It's useless to run away, and if you hurt the envoy of this seat, you have to pay the corresponding price."

The wheat-colored woman's fluttering voice crossed the distance and reached Wu Qi's ears, Wu Qi was suddenly excited, and subconsciously turned his head to see the other party who was on a par with him.

Say it's too late and that's fast, the wheat-colored woman is strong and sexual. The long left leg of the feeling suddenly moved. The legs as strong as steel lifted the pure white gauze skirt, and the moment the smooth long legs kicked out without a shadow, Wu Qi felt the electric sensation in his abdomen first.

The pupils of Wu Qi's obsidian-like eyes shrank suddenly, because in the next second, the world suddenly fell into a "state" of slowness of everything, and the movement of everything was more than ten times slower than the previous second, including Wu Qi's own movements, and the sweeping leg kicked by the wheat-colored woman so fast that it seemed to get rid of the shackles of the slowness of everything.

Wu Qi did not take the initiative to activate the super-perceptual state, this time the super-perceptual state was activated by the body's instinct. His body was afraid of the future with a high probability of death, and the fear led directly to the kick of that future.

Just like the previous two battles between Wu Qi and the wheat-colored woman, if Wu Qi didn't have the assistance of the super-perceptual state, he wouldn't even be able to prevent the wheat-colored woman's fighting skills, let alone burst out with all his ability attacks.

"Is this woman a fellow like the Sword God Throne......

Wu Qi couldn't help but grit his teeth. He mobilized gravitational energy to converge on the inner and outer sides of the Silver Sand Armor in a super-perceptual state that only lasted for 5 seconds, creating a set of armor that could greatly weaken the impact force; It also manipulates the atavistic scales of the abdomen to deform into a shield-like shape, and then forms the last line of defense from the aggregated muscles.

Wu Qi finished all the triple defenses he could, and then everything returned to the flow rate.