Chapter 121: The Enemies Are Extraordinarily Red When They See Each Other (Part II)
Zhang Sicong suddenly stuffed a pill into his mouth, and the momentum around his body suddenly soared, rising from a fourth-grade cultivator of condensing qi, and the fifth-grade ...... The pinnacle of five products...... The early stage of the six products!
An elixir transformed Zhang Sicong into a cultivator in the early stage of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation in the blink of an eye.
"You take your life!" Zhang Sicong was imposing, pinching the seal in his hand, and a unique momentum of the sixth layer of condensation came to his face.
"The grass and trees are sad!" Zhang Sicong handed his fingers, and an awe-inspiring killing aura rose, and countless plants and trees shot like swords, overwhelming the sky, and rushed towards Wang Yifan together.
The ruffian is annoyed, damn, what a deep hatred for Lao Tzu is. If you don't give you something powerful, can you really be a kind eyebrow?
Stormy!
Stormy rain, a martial art with both offense and defense in the wind knife technique.
The ruffian does not want to dodge, and once he dodges, he will immediately fall into the disadvantage and be in a passive state.
I'm going to slaughter this guy! His berserk won't last long, interrupt him!
The ruffian's green flame knife danced into a ball, impervious to the wind and rain, and countless sword-like plants and trees burst out one after another.
"See how long you can last!" Zhang Sicong was furious, his gestures waved again and again, and the spiritual power was continuously output, and it was like a hurricane blowing around him, and countless plants and trees swept away.
Wang Yifan shook his spirits, swung his knife hard, and chopped away against the overwhelming grass and trees like swords, approaching step by step.
"It's ridiculous!" Zhang Sicong laughed, as if he had endless spiritual power to squander at will.
"No berserk state can last, and after a high-pitched berserk state, it must be weak and powerless!" the ruffian encouraged himself, but the dancing green flame knife gradually slowed down, and some plants and trees took advantage of the situation to hit Wang Yifan, and the ruffian began to be injured.
"Scoundrel, get out of here!" Lin Shiyi shouted, and his men became more and more ruthless.
"Miss Lin, you should watch it with peace of mind!" Zhang Siyuan learned Lin Shiyi's words and replied coldly, and his subordinates did not relax at all.
"You're not fucking endless!" the ruffian yelled angrily, "Go!"
The Qingyan knife came out of his hand and went straight to Zhang Sicong.
"Coiling Dragon Crouching Tiger!" At the same time as the Qingyan Knife shot, Wang Yifan carried the Dragon and Tiger Body Shaping Technique, and used all his strength to drum up the pure Yuan Energy and kill Zhang Sicong.
The ruffian tried his best to suffer some injuries in his body, and he also wanted to get close to Zhang Sicong. This is the experience of the ruffian, and it is also common sense.
"I've never seen such a reckless and brainless guy as you, and you actually threw away your weapon in the face of a wood attribute cultivator!" Zhang Sicong dodged the flying Blue Flame Knife and laughed.
"Who do you think I am? I'm Zhang Sicong! How old am I? I'm the boss!" Zhang Sicong shouted angrily.
This guy is so cautious, he still doesn't forget Lao Tzu's humiliation at this time! A thought crossed the ruffian's heart in an instant.
Zhang Sicong's trick changed, and a big stick about three meters long and the thickness of the bowl mouth suddenly appeared in front of him, sweeping towards Wang Yifan.
"Coiling Dragon and Crouching Tiger", the ruffian can surge, wrapping his right arm and suddenly blocking it, but the person is bullying forward.
"Wishful thinking!" Zhang Sicong reprimanded, turning his left hand, "Lin Hai is endless." ”
The boundless thorns rushed towards Wang Yifan again. The ruffian was depressed, drew his short sword, and slashed continuously.
"Whew, you're stupid enough, even though you've always thought you're smart!" a voice sounded in my head.
"Big tail wolf?" the ruffian's heart jumped, "You have a way?"
"Although the Wind Knife Technique is average, it is suitable for you. It's just that you haven't really eaten it thoroughly, and the Wind Knife Technique is about being fierce and courageous, and moving forward. You repeatedly give up your rhythm and follow your opponent's rhythm. How can this really exert the power of this knife technique?" the mysterious man in his mind clicked.
"Oh, yes. The predecessors of the Lin family's martial artists also said this, but it's a pity that Lao Tzu couldn't get into his heart!" The ruffian suddenly realized in his heart.
"Nima, you said earlier, now you say there's a bird, what now?" cried the ruffian.
"Can't you run if you can't beat it?" the big-tailed wolf chuckled.
"Lao Tzu won't run away this time......" The ruffian just said halfway, and suddenly woke up, ", Lao Tzu still has a lot of ruts!"
It was too late to say that it was too late, and the ruffian was able to communicate with the big-tailed wolf in an instant in his mind. The ruffian swung his sword and slashed through the seemingly boundless thorns while wielding his spiritual power.
"Mental Interference" is launched!
The lilac light misted around the ruffian's eyes, unhindered through the layers of human-height thorns, and rippled towards Zhang Sicong.
"Hmm?" Zhang Sicong's eyes were misty, his spirit was in a trance, and the spiritual power in his hand was instantly interrupted.
The ruffian took advantage of the situation to swing his sword and slash, and broke out.
"Where to go?" Zhang Sicong came to his senses with only one breath, and let out a loud shout, his spiritual power surged, and countless plants and trees surrounded him.
"Lao Tzu run!" The ruffian got his senses, launched the Stealth Concealment Technique, and teleported to another direction of Zhang Sicong.
Can't beat Lao Tzu and can't dodge? The ruffian ran the stealth technique with all his might, and fought around with Zhang Sicong.
"Lao Tzu, I'm tired of you! The sixth floor is a fart, I don't believe you have endless strength!" The two of them were like a spirit mouse playing with a cat, flashing and moving quickly.
Over there, Zhang Siyuan saw the problem and shouted in a deep voice: "Step up the attack, as long as you don't hurt their lives!"
As he spoke, Zhang Siyuan's subordinates suddenly strengthened. Suddenly, Lin Shiyi's situation became difficult.
Seeing that Lin Shiyi and the others were in trouble, the ruffian couldn't help but be anxious.
Must be stormed!
The ruffian flashed, grabbed the Blue Flame Knife on the ground, ran a few steps forward, twisted his body, jumped high, and raised the Blue Flame Knife above his head.
"Whirlwind Slash!" The ruffian shouted, the green flame knife flashed coldly, rolled up a violent wind, and slashed down from the top of Zhang Sicong's head, like an aurora movie, as fast as a shock, and in an instant, the knife had swept in front of Zhang Sicong's eyes.
Zhang Sicong pointed to the sky with both hands, and a hammer with a grinding disc was volleyed into shape, meeting the ruffian's knife.
"Keng", the sword shadow hammer light suddenly shattered, and the streamer was shining.
Wang Yifan's figure rebounded, turned over in the air, and the green flame knife swirled, with a ray of blue light, and slashed violently, increasing his strength even more.
Everywhere the green light passed, the sword wind was cold, and the surrounding grass and trees seemed to be swept by a hurricane, and they were scattered to both sides.
Zhang Sicong's expression was solemn, and the hammer condensed again, struggling to block it upward.
With an indomitable momentum, the Blue Flame Knife slashed down with all its might. The grinding disc-sized hammer and the Blue Flame Knife suddenly collided, and in just a moment, the hammer shattered and scattered in all directions.
The blade of the Qingyan knife slashed past Zhang Sicong's body, the knife wind passed, the hair was cut off, and a wisp of blood appeared on Zhang Sicong's face.
Zhang Sicong stepped back again and again, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Wang Yifan's body was lifted again in the air, and the Blue Flame Knife slashed down again with the fall of his body, and his strength was a few points stronger, with a faint terrifying sound of wind and thunder, he tried his best to slash down.
Wind and thunder!
Seeing that the strength of the Qingyan Knife had increased again, Zhang Sicong knew that he couldn't stop it.
It's too fast, it's too fast! It's too late to use the spiritual power at full strength. But in despair, Zhang Sicong was also inspired to have a strong desire to survive and tried his best to defend. This knife contained twelve points of the ruffian's strength, and it made Zhang Sicong fly backwards, his internal organs were like translocation, and blood sprayed wildly.
These three knives, one knife is more fierce than the other, one knife is more domineering than the other, one knife is more fierce than the other, arrogant to the extreme, domineering to the extreme, domineering to the extreme.
Triple Slash of the Tempest!
"Die!" Wang Yifan dragged the Qingyan Knife and performed the Hidden Concealment Technique, rushing to Zhang Sicong like a shadow, and slashed down with a knife.