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"Thief...... The thief is here, see where you run. Just as the four of them made up their minds to break each other with one blow, a thunderous shout was heard in the distance.

With the sound, from far and near, a huge man, not much shorter than a puppet, carrying a mace, flashed, and pounced on the battlefield.

The mace is a cold weapon, in Du Qian's cognition, it seems that it should be a kind of spiritual martial arts that was more popular thousands of years ago, this kind of spiritual martial arts is full of spiritual energy, far surpassing other spiritual martial arts, and is conducive to the use of basic spiritual runes, but it has a fatal weakness, that is, it is too rigid and not flexible enough.

Today's strong battles are often only in an instant, and after the temptation is over, in fact, the battle is almost completed, and the next thing is just to close. Battles like Du Qian and Wei Bei, which seem to be evenly matched, are not common.

Even if the strength of the two sides is about the same, the battle will definitely not be too long. The combat power index of a martial monk represents the synthesis of his various abilities, which does not mean that those with high combat power will definitely win. The most basic thing is still the use of psionic energy.

In the words of a master of mathematics, the battle between two warrior monks can be calculated by mathematical formulas. Whoever can output more energy at one time, has a high accuracy rate, and instantly exceeds the opponent's defense ability, can basically determine who wins.

In fact, the powerful spiritual energy output not only requires a certain amount of preparation time, but also the amount of spiritual energy that can be exported is extremely terrifying, and this kind of output cannot last long.

Military weapons experts describe it this way, you can take the battle of the strong as a kinetic weapon, the power of the gun is definitely not as good as the cannon, and the strong is the largest kinetic energy cannon in the world. Not to mention how many shells the strong have, just think about it, in a very short period of time, continuous shells, what kind of cannon barrel can withstand?

This may sound like nothing to do with the Warrior Monks, but as long as you understand that everything is based on psionic energy, there is actually some truth in what they say. It is for this reason that it is destined that the battle time between the strong will definitely not be too long, and many battles between the strong will be completed in a few breaths, and the long time will not exceed a quarter of an hour.

On the contrary, the weaker the strength of the martial monks, the longer the battle, and the mutual temptation, you dodge and dodge, and it is not strange to fight for half a day.

Murong Bing, the god of war in the heavenly land, also once said that the strong are like a giant hammer, the power can shake the heavens and the earth, and the area covers the four fields, don't think about how to dodge, you need stronger force to fight back.

Many strong people don't say this, but they don't agree with it in their hearts. In fact, it was because they were too far away from the power of the God of War to understand his feelings.

Du Qian's situation is a bit special, or rather, the situation of the four people in front of him is relatively special. The use is definitely not spiritual energy, at least not Du Qian, but the Yin Soul that is absorbed by soul gold and kneaded by Xiaoxing.

Of course, the types of energy are different, but the reason is the same. This was the case with Xiyushan and Wei Bei in the previous battles, and it took about half an hour before and after. There's no need to fight next, the ghost is too big, and there is no capital to fight.

The reason why it is said that the other three are similar, it is judged by the strength they show, everyone is not a strong person, it seems that the strongest Xiyushan, that is what is going on, among the war divisions, it is definitely not outstanding, but their battle is shaking, even Xiaoxin can't beat this kind of momentum.

Du Qian didn't believe it, their own strength was really that strong?

The small building of Xiyu Mountain, the black needle of Wei Bei, is the foundation of their strength, of course, Du Qian is not much better than them, if there is no Xiaoxing after fusion, he is still just an inconspicuous little war spirit. The royal family, the Prince's Mansion, the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the major families have never looked at his combat strength, but are interested in his talismans, tools, Taoism, and magical sensing ability to the Demon Cave.

He didn't know much about He Mengying's situation, and seeing that the void ding she manifested was somewhat similar to the one he used before, it was obvious that this madman also had unexpected gains.

The battle time between the strong is short, so naturally they care more about flexibility, this kind of mace called the Lingwu cannon, when you cultivate to reach the strong level, you will find that it has become the weakness of your battle, the power is huge, but it can't hit people at all.

The distance is a little closer, Du Qian fixed his eyes, I go, the mace in this guy's hand is not a spiritual weapon at all, but a spiritual talisman, in the position of the handle of the mace, the two spiritual hands are this guy's spiritual martial arts.

It is really strange that someone has cultivated Lingwu into a palm-shaped, but with this mace, it looks so harmonious. This mace is so thick that even if the man is like a giant, it is impossible to hold the handle with both hands, and with these Lingwu hands, it is just convenient for him to use.

There was a faint feeling in his heart that this person's cultivation of two-handed spiritual martial arts was obviously for this mace. This has to set the future route at the beginning of his martial arts cultivation, which is definitely not a good idea in Du Qian's opinion.

The way of martial cultivation is ever-changing, everyone's situation is different, and it is a bad move to design it in advance, who knows what kind of changes will be made in the process of cultivation. Like this ugly man, if he designs his cultivation path in advance, nine out of ten people must be refined, and this still means that if the talent and foundation are very good.

Not to mention others, Du Qian's own wish is to be unparalleled in combat power, but just look at the changes he has made in the past year. The talent is not good, so he can only make ideas on the talisman, but then he finds that the weapon is more helpful in battle, and the accidental change makes him have to spend some time studying the sermon, changing back and forth, and even he doesn't know what it will become in the future.

"Thief...... The thief is here, and you can't escape. "The ugly man's eyes are the same as that of the old cow, and the huge nose moves up and down, like a dog smelling it. His eyes turned to Xiyushan, with a little doubt in his eyes, and he turned between Du Qian and He Mengying, and glanced at Wei Bei for a while.

Obviously, he didn't look at it according to his strength, Xiaoxin's strength was definitely not weak, but she was not suitable for fighting with someone like Wei Bei.

Thief? The ugly man's words shocked Du Qian's spirit, could it be that someone in Xiyushan, Wei Bei, and He Mengying was a thief? Not to mention, there is really such a possibility.

What kind of thief? Do you still need to ask, these days, Du Qian has been absorbing soul fragments, and at the same time, he is also looking for this thief who stole soul fragments.

"You...... You are all thieves, and thieves must die. The ugly man finally locked his eyes on the four of them, and he didn't know how he decided.

"Me?" Du Qian pointed to his nose in surprise, why did my brother become a thief?

My heart trembled, damn it, this guy wouldn't be the one who planted the collector, if so, he was really one of the thieves, and the one who stole the most.

I always thought that someone else had stolen his things, but I forgot that it wasn't his.

The mace was raised, the blue light flickered, making it impossible to look directly, and when the stick was waved, everything in the world was dyed green, and the first to bear the brunt was He Mengying, who was closest to the ugly man, she naturally would not stand there and wait for death.

Du Qian could see that He Mengying had a battle before, and the consumption was too huge, so she had to discuss with herself to resist Wei Bei together, but she was able to escape here, which showed that she had not completely lost her combat effectiveness, and the virtual tripod in her hand moved to the front of her to seal the attack angle of the mace.

'Bang' a crisp sound, like breaking a porcelain cup, He Mengying's virtual tripod shattered into pieces and disappeared without a trace, at the same moment, He Mengying's body, like a ball that was beaten out, flew into the distance, Du Qian could see clearly, she flew out at least hundreds of meters away, desperately condensing the last trace of strength in the air, the broken void tripod reappeared, barely catching her body, and she was not killed. Even so, He Mengying struggled for a while before she got up from the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

Du Qian knew how strong this crazy woman was, even if she cut off one of her arms, it might not be able to make her face change, but at this time, Du Qian saw her endure the pain, her legs trembled, this stick was really not light.

Not to mention Du Qian, even Wei Bei was startled, Du Qian didn't know much about He Mengying, but he had been chasing He Mengying and Xi Yushan before, and he still had a clear understanding of the means and combat power of these two people. can escape under his hands, and he is definitely the top powerhouse in this matter.

"Thief...... Must die. The ugly man brandished his mace again, this time the target was Wei Bei, this guy seems to have a bit of a problem with his brain, he doesn't distinguish between the strength of the opponent at all, as long as he identifies it as a thief, he will fight it, and whoever will hit him closely.

"What a gut!" Wei Bei's face turned black and he screamed angrily, but instead of attacking the ugly man as before, he stepped on the black needle and fled into the distance at a speed that even Du Qian couldn't see.

I have to admit that a smart pervert like Wei Bei often lives longer than others and does more harm.

The blue shadow washes the blue sky, the mace dances, and the sky and the earth change color.

'Whoosh ......'

'Bang ......'

Wei Bei's figure appeared hundreds of meters away, the black needle shattered, his body rolled on the ground a few times, he stood up quickly, and a black needle appeared in front of him.

Hell, what's going on? Du Qian knew that as long as Wei Bei stepped on that black needle, the speed was not to be said, anyway, he was not sure to keep up with others. In an instant, absolutely thousands of meters away, the speed at which the ugly man wielded the mace was not very fast, at least it gave Wei Bei time to breathe, and the ugly man didn't move, he just stood in place and waved the mace, why was Wei Bei hit by it?

"Thief...... Must die. The ugly man turned around and walked towards Du Qian and Xiyushan, and the mace in his hand was raised again.

Xi Yushan reacted extremely quickly, and the small building radiated a strong light: "Town!" (To be continued.) )