Liu Ziming didn't retreat or advance, because it was too late at this time, he knelt on one knee and bit the Tang knife. Both hands slammed upward, and a huge force came from his palm, but he resisted it.

Seeing that this human was holding up the war horse, Lingwei lifted the spear back, and held the body of the spear in front of him, and the spear suddenly became flexible, and stabbed Liu Ziming under the horse's hooves fiercely.

At the last moment, Liu Ziming's body suddenly flashed with a burst of red light, and his body increased by a few points. The muscles bulged, holding the combat suit tightly, and the whole body was full of a sense of strength.

"Roar!"

The explosive roar was completely different from the roar of the spirit captain just now, as if the air suddenly exploded, and the sound alone shook the spirit horse.

Fang Yuan turned his head to see that he trusted Liu Ziming, but he was really worried about his safety. Seeing this shocking scene, it was the first time he had seen a true soul technique.

The spirit horse was overturned by Liu Ziming's palms, and the tip of the spear that stabbed it also lost its accuracy, and for a while, the spirit captain turned over on his back.

The red light on Liu Ziming's body was dazzling, and even the black combat uniform couldn't stop it, and the arms under the clothes were full of blood, and the blue and red blood vessels were like dragons.

Even that face, starting from the bare neck to the face, there are bursting veins climbing.

He held the Tang knife in his hand, like an immortal madman, and with a fierce step, his whole body bounced out like a cannonball.

Lingwei picked up his gun again, and seemed to be shocked by the power of the entire human race in front of him, and he didn't move for a while.

Liu Ziming jumped high, holding a knife in both hands, his legs were coiled, like an eagle falling from the sky, the knife that was steady and motionless, with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

The Spirit Lieutenant suddenly launched a charge, and the Spirit Horse rushed up directly beyond nature, without any pause or acceleration. The jet-black spear was raised, and the tip of the spear was pointed straight at the falling Liu Ziming.

Liu Ziming had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and he didn't want to dodge, so the Tang knife went straight down, with the momentum of splitting Huashan with force.

A stunning scene lit up, and the blade of the Tang knife touched the tip of the gun, because the tip of the gun had been dulled for many years, and the blade cut directly into it.

The harsh sound of metal grinding sounded again, and the sharp blade cut through the blunt iron, inch by inch, and sparks flew everywhere.

Lingwei obviously underestimated the power of Liu Ziming's soul technique, and he took advantage of the buffering force of the friction between the blade and the tip of the spear to grasp the body of the spear. From the side, Liu Ziming looks like he is embedded in the body of the gun, and he does not move at all.

Liu Ziming stepped on the horse's neck with both feet, exerted force with one hand, and directly lifted Lingwei from the horse. With so much strength, Captain Fen Ling couldn't clamp the horse's belly at all.

Lingwei was obviously also a person with great combat experience before his death, so he decisively dropped the spear, fell down, and slammed a fist into Liu Ziming's back.

Liu Ziming's legs were tense, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be alive, the rhythm of relaxation moved, and the Tang knife slashed horizontally, cutting off the head of the spirit horse.

Lingwei's punch had already hit his back, and the red light of the soul technique in his whole body was dim, except that his back was as red as a red flame soaring into the sky.

"Bang!"

The power of Lingwei's punch was obviously not small, and before the severed head of the Lingma fell, Liu Ziming had already been rushed out by the power belt from his back.

Liu Ziming landed and rolled, still holding the Tang knife in his hand, coughed a few times, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but from his complexion, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

At the moment of that punch, his whole body muscles pulsed, like an active biological armor, unloading most of his strength. Coupled with the powerful physique after the soul technique was activated, only a few wisps of blood were shocked out of his throat.

Liu Ziming raised his head and glanced at Lingwei who was more than ten meters away, and his frowning brows relaxed. I saw that Lingwei's tall body had lost its head, and the original dark blue condensed body began to dissipate faintly, gradually dispersing into nothingness.

Ye Qingqing's body was also glowing red, different from Liu Ziming's red, her red light was more transparent, like a multi-faceted red gem wrapping her body.

The moment Lingwei dissipated, Liu Ziming and Ye Qingqing both saw each other. A fragrant picture appeared in front of Liu Ziming's eyes, making his originally burst blood vessels almost burst.

"Don't look at it!" Ye Qingqing said anxiously, then turned around and hurriedly reached out to cover her round buttocks.

Hearing Ye Qingqing's voice, Liu Ziming was stunned for a moment, but his eyes still looked straight for a while before he reluctantly turned his head sideways.

Ye Qingqing, who was dressed like a red diamond, although she was still wearing clothes, her body inside was all exposed, like a beautiful human specimen sealed in a red diamond.

Once the soul technique is cast, especially the soul technique, the changes in body form caused by it take a few minutes to ten minutes to recover.

Fang Yuan shouted over there: "Ziming, Sister Ye Zi, have you done it, come and help if you have it." ”

Hearing the sound of the fight, Fang Yuan guessed that the battle should be over, and it was he who asked Ye Qingqing to support Liu Ziming before.

Doing things is about waiting for opportunities and efficiency, and let Ye Qingqing and Liu Ziming shoot together at the beginning, and Lingwei can still rely on the impact of the spirit horse to maneuver for a while, which also delays the time for arranging the central axis array.

And the time when Ye Qingqing made a move just now was when Lingwei was thrown off his horse by Liu Ziming, and his follow-up was weak with one punch. If Liu Ziming and Lingwei are allowed to fight, of course Liu Ziming will win, but it will still take time, so Ye Qingqing can make up for it at this time and kill the enemy in the shortest time.

The two walked over, their big eyes were still straight, and there was still a sparkling saliva on their chubby little faces.

"Sister Ye, can you look up?"

Fang Yuan asked, Ye Qingqing had launched the soul technique behind his back before making a move, but he still told him not to look up. Fang Yuan was busy arranging the formation, and secondly, he didn't look at it if he didn't look at it, so he didn't see the fragrant picture.

"Alright." Ye Qingqing said lightly, and then continued to set up the formation with Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan glanced at her, at this time, the diamond-like red light on Ye Qingqing's body was no longer so translucent, but blurred, and with the black combat uniform, he couldn't see anything anymore.

Then he glanced at Liu Ziming again, Liu Ziming's whole body muscles had returned to normal, only the surface of the skin still had unfaded blood vessels, Fang Yuan just wanted to praise a good job, but he was stunned again, and asked, "Have you been beaten to the head?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Ziming brushed his hair with his fingers and resumed his hairstyle, "No." ”

"Then why is your nose bleeding?"

"Ah, is it?" Liu Ziming wiped his nose, he was really bleeding, and when he saw Ye Qingqing looking at himself, he hurriedly explained: "My soul technique has a big impact on the blood, and my blood pressure is high for a while, and it is normal to have some blood, capillaries, not resistant to tossing." ”

So he hurriedly picked up Fang Cun, took the hemostatic spray, and continued to look at the wind.