Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Furious Battle (Part II)

The sound of a rapier enters through a person's ear, and then comes out of the other, without a trace of blood, killing invisibly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although this had happened once, the crowd still had no ability to resist, and almost half of them were killed instantly.

Such a strange way of killing people came suddenly, how could you resist it?

Those who survived also lost their hearing forever, and even hallucinated in front of their eyes, and began to lose their minds.

Hua Mian Lang's singing, the power he has is so powerful!

Even Ye Qingtian, the most powerful among the people, was affected, bright red blood flowed from his ears, and his body shook involuntarily.

This is already the result of his use of spiritual magic to fight, otherwise he would not be able to maintain the spiritual magic in his hand, and it is very likely that a tragic explosion will occur in an instant.

However, the others did not have the strength of Ye Qingtian, and in the end, they only maintained the spiritual technique in their hands without exploding.

Half of them died, and the remnants of the psychic exploded in an instant, turning the place into a space where psychic art was rampant. Those who had just survived were once again struck by the spiritual storm.

Hua Mianlang's shot was so without warning, and even a little confusing.

The previous Hua Mian Lang was obviously hostile to Wang Shi, and he still wanted to kill Zhuang Kailai, why did he suddenly change his face before? This is completely illogical.

However, thinking of Hua Mian Lang saving Zhuang Kai before, there was a guess in everyone's hearts: Hua Mian Lang was the person who was with Wang Shi, who was just acting before, just to suddenly launch an attack and kill now!

It was as if everything had been explained, and the anger and fear on everyone's faces came at the same time.

However, now no one has the ability to attack and kill Hua Mian Lang, all around is full of explosive spiritual arts, no one has the strength to rush out, and it is a problem to be able to ensure that he survives and is not injured, let alone kill others.

Ye Qingtian quickly stopped the spiritual technique in his hand, suddenly rose up, got out of the chaos, frowned tightly, and looked around.

This situation reversed too quickly, and the power of his side suffered a devastating blow in an instant, and I am afraid that there will be no way to organize the strength of everyone again.

In this way, Wang Shijiang is extremely difficult to deal with, and the flower face in front of him is another problem, I am afraid that the current Zhuang Kai has also absorbed the aura, and the form is so complicated, it is difficult to grab any benefits from it.

Hua Mian Lang seemed to be a talent who had just won the peach blossom luck, shaking the folding fan and slowly walking towards Ye Qingtian.

His face began to show solemnity, and Ye Qingtian asked, "Are you Wang Shi's person?"

"It's not. ”

With a little peace of mind, Ye Qingtian asked even more suspiciously, "Then why are you doing this?"

Hua Mian Lang chuckled lightly and said, "In the final analysis, it's because you are insignificant. People clean up the fallen leaves in front of their doors, and they never care if they crush the ants. ”

If you don't have the strength of reciprocity, you can only be at the mercy of others, and others can do what they want. Although Ye Qingtian couldn't guess Hua Mianlang's thoughts, he also knew this simple truth.

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian burst out with his due strength and attacked and killed Hua Mianlang.

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The "non-dry" who has suffered countless attacks, the dark tortoise shell is undergoing strange changes, as if the ink has been ground open.

The power condensed by all the spiritual arts seemed to have been absorbed by the "non-dry", and at this time, it finally reached a saturated state, and suddenly "spit out" what it had eaten before.

The thing designed by the second senior brother Hua Tiezhu is infinitely close to an artifact, so naturally it can't be as simple as only one way to defend.

Under a powerful psychic attack, the "non-dry" is like a spring, and after being compressed to the extreme, it will suddenly eject out, bounceing back one-tenth of the original attack.

What Wang Shi has been waiting for is this moment.

The power gathered by half a hundred people finally filled up the "non-dry" fly, allowing it to launch a counterattack, and Wang Shi finally had a chance to free his hands.

At this time, because of Hua Mianlang's intervention, there was already incomparable chaos among the people, and countless spiritual arts exploded among the people. The safety zone may be half a step away from you, but those who are already panicked can only trespass.

The attack ejected by the "Fei Gan" went straight into the crowd, and then the most violent explosion occurred, completely turning the place into a gathering place of storms.

The person who wanted to escape just now was swept in again, and the joy of escaping just now had not yet appeared in his brain, and his nerves could only tense up, trying his best to deal with the danger of coming again.

Now there are less than 10 people, and all of them have minor or serious injuries.

In the moment of incomparably chaos, Gu Qianqian attacked and killed Wang Shi, like a dragonfly dotting water, and the sword in his hand was like a gust of wind gently slashing down.

The sharp sword, which became unusually soft, slashed past Wang Shi's shoulder, and was about to touch his head.

Suddenly, Wang Shi made a strong move.

The fist wrapped in endless green qi turned into the shape of a dragon's head and smashed through the sky!

Since it was a fully prepared attack, Gu Qianqian naturally expected that Wang Shi would fight back.

The left hand was also a fist, and there was a green aura on it, allowing Gu Qiandu to hit this punch.

Wild Dragon Strength!

Previously, when he was in Qinglong Changdao, Gu Qianqian was directly knocked unconscious by Wang Shi because of a punch, but at this time, he still hit such a punch.

Receiving an incomparably rich Qing Qi empowerment, the Desolate Dragon Power obtained by Gu Qianqian was far stronger than the others, which made him not believe that he would be at a disadvantage in this regard.

The power that erupted from Qingqi gave him confidence again. Even if he is defeated by Wang Shi, he can always delay for a while, and this little time is enough to cut off Wang Shi's head.

Wild Dragon Strength!

It's the same desolate dragon strength, and the two fists collided together like this!

The sound was instantly strangled in a vacuum, and the air cannon compressed to the extreme spread out in all directions, no less than a sharp blade cutting in all directions.

Boom!

Gu Qianwan's face began to change, and before he could completely turn pale, he suddenly flew upside down. Things have always happened far beyond his expectations.

In the collision of fists, Gu Qianqian's face turned pale again, the bones of his whole body began to break, and the huge sea of qi suffered a violent impact.

"Why?"

"Why is Wang Shi's Desolate Dragon Strength so strong?"

"My spiritual power obviously occupies an absolute advantage, and I will lose so badly?!"

The color of pale quickly took over Lonely Thousand's face, and it was the most stark contrast to the blood that flowed from him, making him look even more hideous.

When he was finally defeated, Gu Qian twisted the long sword in his hand fiercely, but the feeling that came from him told him that he had not killed Wang Shi.

The cyan color receded from Wang Shi's neck and returned to his spine, allowing Wang Shi to return to normal. It was this green dragon qi that blocked the sword that Gu Qian's attack was killing.

With the orthodox desolate dragon strength, relying on the spine of the dragon, as well as the majestic spiritual power of his own starry sky, Wang Shi is stronger than Gu Qianquan at any point, and there is no reason for Gu Qiandu to be invincible.

Ignoring the lonely thousand at all, Wang Shi glanced in front of him, saw the chaotic situation, and immediately caught the figure of Hua Mianlang.

The trademark smile on Wang Shi's face had not disappeared, and the short knife in his hand immediately flew out at this time.

After exhausting all means, Ye Qingtian was still like a stormy boat, precarious, and every time he made a move, he would be restrained by the other party, as if the other party fully understood his way of attacking.

was completely pressed and beaten, and even made Ye Qingtian have the idea that the other party could kill him at any time. Once powerful, it has become worthless at this time, and the flower face lang on the opposite side is so terrifying.

At this moment, a knife flew over!

Feeling the momentum of cutting everything off the knife, Ye Qingtian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly retreated. If he was attacked and killed by Wang Shi again at this time, he would definitely die.

Hua Mian Lang kept his smile and took a step forward, the folding fan in his hand suddenly retracted, just in time to catch the flying knife.

The flying knives were buzzing, but they couldn't move forward, like dragonflies that had been held down by someone, and they couldn't escape no matter how hard they struggled.

Seeing such a scene, Ye Qingtian's heart was a little calmer, but he was even more puzzled about the relationship between Hua Mianlang and Wang Shi, no matter how he guessed, it was impossible to guess the true thoughts of the two parties.

With a flick of the flower, the seemingly strong Yanling knife fell, and then looked in the direction of Wang Shi.

It was just a short fight, and Hua Mianlang understood the other party's consciousness, and then walked towards Wang Shi.

Originally, Hua Mianlang was afraid that the siege of Ye Qingtian and others would consume Wang Shi's strength, and when he would kill him again, Wang Shi would have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

In order to make Wang Shi completely realize that he was just an ant, Hua Mianlang chose to clean up the miscellaneous fish around him, so that Wang Shi would not have any luck.

It's just that now that Wang Shi has invited to fight, he has no reason to refuse, and the miscellaneous fish around him no longer have the ability to disturb again, and they are completely able to fight with all their might.

Crushing Wang Shi alive is the purpose of Hua Mianlang's trip, and there is nothing else.

All the spiritual power began to be released, and the spiritual pressure pillar rose directly into the sky, and the strength was not even inferior to the spiritual energy empowerment pillar here.

Adjusting himself to the most powerful state, Hua Mian Lang slowly walked towards Wang Shi with a smile on his face.