Chapter 150: Melee Talent
Ye Han Sword Slash! Cong Yan Skeleton rode back and shrank his head, his body was short, and he slashed horizontally with one move, and immediately swung his sword, surging towards Xuan Han's body.
A sword blocked the night cold sword slash, Xuan Han's right hand, decisively abandoned the sword, and fiercely struck out a hundred consecutive palms, hitting the opponent's head......
"Puff, pong, pong, pong!"
"Puff, pong, pong, pong!"
......
The sneak attack was successful, and an unexpected move immediately hit Cong Yan's head, and during the knock off of his helmet, evil blood oozed out, drooped from his eyes, and dripped to the ground!
"Stinky boy, it's a very unexpected move~"
"But you succeeded in provoking me, die!"
In the middle of the words, a step of thunder leaped out, Cong Yan rode with a sword, stepped forward, and fought.
"I said it earlier, if you don't have the determination to kill the other party, you can't be my opponent at all!"
As soon as his mind moved, the dragon's poisonous silk came out, wrapped around the blood-drinking sword in mid-air, and pulled it. With a bang, Xuan Han clenched the hilt of the sword and re-grasped the blood-drinking long sword!
And, taking the time, I took three pieces of return air dispersion first.
One step at a time, he instantly approached Xuan Han's body, and with a swing, Cong Yan rode coldly and coldly towards Xuan Han.
"Hao Bai Yan!" With a wave of the Qingchen long sword in his left hand, a vast hundred flames immediately burst out, instantly hundreds of flames, and at the same time bombarded Cong Yan's ......
"Fong, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy!"
For a time, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and his eyesight was extremely poor.
A little silver light came first, followed by a flash of fierce eyes, and the whirlwind under the blessing of thunder and thunder rushed to instantly approach the body of Cong Yan's ride. He took the initiative!
"Bang!" Xuan Han struck the long sword upward, and immediately picked up the long sword from Yan in the crossing, and made Cong Yan Skeleton ride a large flaw in front of him - and, the Qingchen long sword in his left hand, inserted, wanted to be slashed!
"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant!"
Suddenly, Cong Yan rode with his right hand and directly pinched the Qingchen long sword in Xuan Han's left hand, preventing Xuan Han from slashing!
The eyes are sharp, the expression is precipitated, not arrogant or impatient, and the mood is unmoved.
One into the air and threw the blood-drinking sword......
Immediately after, the Death Sleeve Blade in the right hand, as soon as the thorn blade came out, wrapped around the cyan wind qi, and stabbed at Cong Yan's wreckage!
Blocking, Cong Yan rode at the same time as the dark blade attacked, and immediately raised the Yan long sword to block~ But a terrifying scene happened - the wind thorn of the whirling cold suddenly dissipated. And the blade of the dead sleeve is like a swimming snake, missing the long sword from Yan, and picking it out, picking it apart~ Uh, this little guy, what do you mean?
Surprised, Cong Yan didn't know what the attack of Xuan Han meant?
But stunned, under the light of the faint sunlight, a silver filament faintly appeared......
It's over!Cong Yan rode and realized something.
"You've found out, Truly. But it's too late!"
At this moment, he was discovered by Cong Yan's wreckage, and it was too late to defend.
Xuan Han pulled the dragon poison silk hard, and together with the blood-drinking long sword in mid-air, it suddenly fell, and slashed straight at Cong Yan's wide open chest~ "Fly!"
The blood-drinking sword that fell from the air immediately blasted Cong Yan's wreckage away.
However, due to the scale armor protection of Cong Yan's ride, the defense was not broken.
Tsk, the scales are so annoying!
This kind of move, against the scaly knight, really hurt slightly, hateful.
Sou.
Missing, sighing, Xuan Han stepped out in a step, and followed the Cong Yan wreckage in the flight.
Short body, speed up. At the same time, the fighting energy in his body was urging quickly, retreating with one arm, and accumulating his strength as much as possible, which was about to give Cong Yan a break.
Bee Spike!
The wind is cracking, the sword is mighty, the fighting spirit is strong, and the killing moves are strong!
The whirlwind in the rapid forward sweep, the clothes are fluttering, and the speed is fast to a limit, like a long rainbow through the sun, and a quick kill.
Distance:
......
Five steps.
Three steps.
Two steps.
One-step!
Zero point engagement.
As soon as he pulled the blood-drinking long sword, Xuan Han, who had finished accumulating, immediately stabbed at the neck of Cong Yan's skeleton with a single move!
Damn! Cong Yan was riding at this moment, his body was unstable, he had nowhere to borrow strength, and he couldn't react.
As soon as he reached out his hand, Cong Yan rode the ring on the middle finger, a touch of starry light flickered, and he wanted to use a back move: Ten thousand bones have awakened the cave.
Urgent.
"Qiang~"
A provocative sound suddenly echoed on the field!
Immediately after, Xuan Han's blood-drinking sword was struck and knocked away......
The sound of the flying sword is crisp and resounding, echoing far away, and the ripples are lingering.
At this moment, Xuan Han and Cong Yan were shocked at the same time.
Extremely suddenly, a black shadow suddenly came, and with a shot up, it flew away from the blood-drinking sword of Xuan Han, and dissolved the stinging bee!
Suddenly~, seeing the crisis, the cold instinct was stagnant.
Blood-drinking long sword, Qingchen long sword, double sword cross block. At the same time, he quickly stepped on the Qingling step and retreated-the person in front of him: a Cong Yan skull!
And at this moment, Cong Yan rode him, holding a spear from Yan, retreated, and withdrew. Obviously, there was no intention of going forward to fight.
"Lord Cong Yan's Skeleton Rider, you are rarely so embarrassed, you actually have to use it even for ten thousand bones to wake up the cave? ”
Laughing softly, one of the people standing next to the adult of Cong Yan's skeleton rider, Cong Yan skull, joked.
"You don't have to worry about it, huh!"
Standing up, brushing away the dust, he collected the long sword from Yan and inserted it back into the scabbard.
Gaffe, what a gaffe. For a moment, he was actually grabbed by his subordinates and took the opportunity to tease him, which really made Cong Yanqi ride him a little unbearable.
Cong Yan on the side, seeing that the adult was deflated, immediately hooked the corners of his lips, and snickered and retreated.
Outside the battlefield.
There was silence, silence.
To be more precise, they are dumbfounded, dumbfounded, unbelievable, and speechless!
Everyone present saw the battle of Xuan Han.
And, all of them are amazed by the battle of Xuan Han, and his thoughtfulness!
The depth of his scheming, the concealment of his means, and his bold play are unexpected~ All the moves he struck out were actually paving the way for the next move-Hao Baiyan: blasted out the smoke of gunpowder, took the lead in obstructing the line of sight, and hindered the discovery of the dragon's poisonous silk.
Blood-drinking sword, thrown into the air, reaping attention, driver attacking.
Immediately afterwards, two moves broke through the defense of Cong Yan's wreckage, which opened his mind and revealed his flaws.
During the stunned period, the victory or defeat was decided, and the sword slashed the chest and blasted the enemy away. If there was no scale armor defense, the Cong Yan Cavalry should be injured a lot at this moment!
And with the addition of the Xuan Han Rear Move, it has already been prepared, even if Cong Yan Riding can defend against this move, then the next move will only be faster to beckon.
Thoughtful, interlocking, tight moves, and accelerated combos.
Under Xuan Han's careful thinking, all his attacks will only get faster and faster, and his attacks will become more and more tricky!
What kind of scheming, what kind of combat experience, and combat consciousness do you have to make it so terrifying?!
Xuan Han, at this time, his strength is still like this, if one day, his cultivation is a little more refined, then what kind of realm will he reach? Just thinking about it, it is already extremely terrifying.