Rumble!

Qingsheng City.

It is about a kilometer away from Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School.

Two rows of apartments are side by side, passers-by are sparsely populated, pedestrians come and go quietly, and suddenly because of the sound of bombing, they gather together and become noisy.

"What's going on?"

"Did the gas explode?"

"Has anyone been hurt?"

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The crowd gathered, looking at a bombed apartment, and asked in a condensed voice.

The neighborhood is predominantly residential, and there have been several explosions like this, most often in connection with gas leaks.

In their minds, this explosion was no exception.

Rumble!

However, a bombardment sounded again, and the explosion occurred in the vicinity of the crowd.

"Be careful, it's dangerous!"

"Ah......h

"Hurry up and get out!"

The bombardment reached the crowd, and stones were scattered, some of them fell into the crowd, and some people were injured.

The crowd scattered like frightened birds, looking frightened.

However, this was not the end, the crowd suddenly heard a piercing buzz, only the sound was heard, and then the power poles on the side of the road broke without warning, and hideous scratches appeared out of thin air on the walls of the apartment, and even on the road.

The crowd didn't know what the attack was, but if Wu Yang was here, he would definitely recognize it.

The hideous devil's mask, covered in gray gas, exuded with a stream of death, with vague magic lines on it, causing a lot of destruction in its pass.

This is undoubtedly a turbidity spirit at the level of turbidity, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It's a pity that the mortal womb of the crowd can't see the existence of turbid spirits with the naked eye, and everything can only be attributed to the root cause and supernatural disasters.

Boom boom!

The road surface was partially dented, and with a sensation, several huge marks were left, and when Wuyang and Nangong Wen arrived, they saw the crowd commotion and fled for their lives in all directions.

At this time, Wu Yang's hand had already transformed into a blood spirit spear, the bloodthirsty qi and killing intent were raging, the black evil thunder flowed above the barrel of the gun, the momentum was immense, the blood-colored cloak on his body fluttered with the wind, and the blood-colored energy rippled like a wave.

"Be careful!"

Nangong Wen admonished, she did not continue to approach, but stopped when there was still some distance.

She is now completely out of strength, going up is equivalent to sending a courier, rather than going up to help, it is better to hand it all over to Wu Yang, she also wants to see how strong Wu Yang's strength is after awakening the Yuan Spirit.

"Well, be careful, too. ”

Wu Yang nodded, no longer procrastinating, the blood spirit spear in his hand was swung out, his eyes were sharp, and then he jumped up.

A turbidity is not a pressure on him now, at most it is a matter of one or two moves, but he still does not underestimate it in the slightest, the lion fights the rabbit, and he also does his best.

As soon as Wuyang was on the ground, he used a self-created storm, thousands of gun shadows like a storm, and the momentum was as fierce as a rainbow, thinking that he wanted to decide the victory or defeat in a battle.

In such residential agglomerations, there can be no fighting, nor can it be delayed, otherwise unnecessary casualties and destruction will be caused.

Wu Yang knew this very well, and immediately jumped up to attack, and at this time, Wen Xun also discovered him.

Looking at Wu Yang, his turbid scarlet pupils were suddenly filled with greed, and he also roared, standing upright, a huge pair of arms and claws waved out, and the breath of death lingered.

Wu Yang's body was full of energy, and the gun shadow followed, focusing on the giant claw that swung it, but the moment the gun shadow and the giant claw touched, the blood spirit spear suddenly trembled violently, trying to break free from Wu Yang's palm.

And because of this accident, thousands of gun shadows suddenly turned into nothingness, Wu Yang only felt a pain in his palm, and immediately concentrated on suppressing the tremor of the blood spirit spear, and then at this moment, the giant claw ushered in, Wu Yang was frightened, and hurriedly raised his gun to block.

With the sound of the bell, a man flew out with a gun, crashed into an apartment, and was covered by a pile of stones, blood spurting out of his mouth and swaying into the void.

Roar!

Tattooed his arms beat his chest, like a mad gorilla, let out a victorious roar, and then approached Wuyang step by step.

Nangong Wen witnessed the scene of Wu Yang being knocked away from a distance, and her heart tightened, it stands to reason that Wu Yang's strength should not be directly repelled in a flash, but the fact is so real.

She had the urge to rush over, but in the end she suppressed it, she believed that Wu Yang could solve the trouble in front of her, and this level of damage could not cause much damage to Wu Yang.

She could feel Wuyang's breath quite steady.

As if in response to Nangong Wen's thoughts, I saw Wu Yang crawl out of the stone pile, coughed dryly, tightened the blood spirit spear, and stared at it.

Revolt!

That's right, it's resistance, the tremor just now is the blood spirit spear's resistance to him, and he can feel the reaction of the blood spirit spear resisting him, which is exactly the same as the situation he "dreamed".

Maybe it wasn't a dream, but a warning from the Blood Spirit Spear, and this time it was the same......

Roar!

The turbid attack didn't make Wu Yang think about it much, and a huge claw fell, as if to take the opportunity to tear Wu Yang apart.

Wu Yang felt the wind pressure coming, quickly got up, leaped along the gap of the giant claw when it fell, and then stabbed the spear on the giant claw.

At this time, the blood spirit spear had regained its calm under the suppression he had just suppressed, and he could use some of his power, but it was still enough to deal with the turbidity in front of him.

Clang!

However, when the blood spirit spear was about to be stabbed on the giant claw, the turbidity seemed to be on guard, and the other giant claw scratched towards Wu Yang, Wu Yang saw this, and swept the spear with his backhand, and the blood-colored energy exploded, bombarding it.

The gun and the claw collided instantly, and sparks flew out.

The giant claw scratched the air, and Wu Yang also flew out upside down due to the force of the shock, and finally drew two faint traces on the ground.

"It's not as sharp as it used to be, has it become weaker?"

Wu Yang stared at the Blood Spirit Spear, his heart was extremely heavy, and he found that the Blood Spirit Spear was not as sharp as it was at the beginning, as if it was hidden and unsharpened, and it became dull.

According to the past, the blow he just hit should be able to pierce the turbid giant claw, even if he could only use a part of the power, it was still relatively powerful, but it only bounced the giant claw away, and did not cause any real damage.

This is not good news, the Yuan Spirit is the source of the Yuan Spirit's power, and if there is any problem with the Yuan Spirit, the Yuan Spirit's power will be implicated accordingly.

Wu Yang suspected that something might have gone wrong with the condition of the Blood Spirit Spear, and of course, it could not be ruled out that it was his problem.

But as for the reason, now is not the time to be entangled, the battle is not over yet, because the attack of the turbidity has been launched, and Wuyang must fight.

Wu Yang used his strength and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, but when he wanted to turn on the Blood Rakshasa Mode, he couldn't get any response from the Yuan Spirit, and the same was true for the Blood Rakshasa Mode.

In the past, every time he opened the Blood Rakshasa and Blood Shura mode, he had to communicate with the Yuan Spirit in advance, and the Blood Rakshasa and Blood Shura belonged to the source skills of the Blood Spirit Spear, and he was already able to use the core origin of the Blood Spirit Spear.

And if the Yuan Spirit wants to use the origin power of the Yuan Spirit, he must communicate with the Yuan Spirit before, and he can only use it when he gets a response, and the source skill attached to the Yuan Spirit itself can be brought into play, but when Wu Yang communicates with the Blood Spirit Spear with the Spirit Sense at this time, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any fluctuations.

Boom!

The dust was flying, the road was torn apart, and Wu Yang flew out of the dust, decisively giving up the possibility of using the origin power of the Blood Spirit Spear after knowing that he could not use the source skill in the Blood Spirit Spear.

Since he can't use the Source Technique, what about the self-created Tempest? Although there was a slight accident at first, the Tempest Tempest was an attack method that he had comprehended, and it belonged to him, and he should be able to use it.

"Try it!"

Wu Yang had already made a decision when he landed, he was gambling, betting that the storm he had created was not affected by the Blood Spirit Spear, and it may have just happened that the Blood Spirit Spear's resistance failed.

Nangong Wen, who was not far away, saw that Wu Yang was passive, and was extremely puzzled, it should be impossible for the strength of the turbidity to be strong enough to suppress Wu Yang, but this is the case.

Blood Spirit Spear, this is an extremely powerful Yuan Spirit, as one of the Yuan Spirit Masters in the True Spirit Realm, her understanding of the Blood Spirit Spear is far better than Wu Yang, who has only awakened for two days, which is why she gambled everything on Wu Yang last time.

"Storm!"

When Nangong Wen was in a lot of mood, as soon as he landed, Wu Yang flew up, and at the height of the head with the turbidity, the blood spirit spear suddenly stabbed out, and then saw a thousand points, and thousands of gun shadows attacked the turbidity with the momentum of the sky, and there was a tendency to drown the turbidity.

He was right, and the self-created storm was not affected, which was a coincidence in the first place.

Laugh at!

Burst!

Roar!

Thousands of spear shadows concentrated on attacking, but they were blocked by the cloudy giant claws, but even so, thousands of guns still destroyed the cloudy claw arms, turning into nothingness with a roar.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Yang once again held the blood spirit spear with his backhand, swept towards the turbid head, the black evil thunder condensed the tip of the spear, and then another point, when the tip of the spear came into contact with the turbid head, it instantly became riotous, and finally exploded, with a roar, the turbid head disappeared without a trace, and there was a black evil thunder flickering on the body, and finally dissipated inch by inch.

The battle ended in an instant.

"It's finally over!"

Wu Yang gasped, his strength was already much stronger than the cloudiness, if it wasn't for the problem with the blood spirit spear, he might have ended the battle with the first move, but at this time, it had dragged on for so long.

He was victorious, but there was not a trace of joy, because it would be a matter of resistance from the Blood Spirit Spear.

Although the battle was over, it was a bitter battle.

The main reason for falling into the bitter battle was that the dust seal of the Blood Spirit Spear had weakened, which had weakened most of his strength.

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