Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Battle

"Blessed are you today. Dream Cry replied coldly, "My favorite thing is that people call me trash." I'll be merciful. ”

How could the three of them not hear that this was the opposite, and scolded in confusion, and the three of them wielded their respective blades, an axe, a sword, and a first-class star hammer. Rushed up together.

It's a pity that when I went out this time, for convenience, Meng Cry didn't bring a stick, otherwise he would have been able to fight the other party head-on, and now, Dream Cry can only use Yuan Force, fill the "blood rain" with Yuan Force, and resist the weapon attacks of these guys, Dream Cry doesn't want to use killing moves, because he doesn't plan to kill these guys, he just wants to punish and punish. While fighting, the wound on Mengwai's chest broke again and began to bleed, and the clothes on his chest had already been stained red with blood, and now some bright red colors were added.

These three people only have the cultivation of junior martial artists, but in terms of strength, they are a big difference in Meng Wai, and the weapons are handed over, and Meng Wai can always bounce the weapons of the three people, so that the three of them lose control of their bodies, and it is difficult to form an effective pinch attack for a while.

Seeing this, the three of them directly ran the Yuan Force to the extreme, and whatever killing moves were ruthless, they all used them in one go, and finally a few blows fell on Meng Wai's body. However, the strength of Dream Cry's body is far beyond that of ordinary great martial artists, and the injuries are not serious.

It seems that after all, there is too little experience in combat, and Meng Wai only remembered the "Yuan Skin Technique" taught by Elder Wu Zhengyi at this time, and hurriedly used it. Dream Cry used the strongest water system Yuan Force, and a thin layer of ice armor quickly formed on the surface of the skin. The temperature of the ice armor was extremely low, which made Dream Cry feel a little painful, and it was all gone at once, and when the weapons of the three of them fell on Dream Cry again, their movements were obviously sluggish.

Wu Xingyuzai, who was standing on the sidelines and watching, carefully observed the battle of several people, and said secretly: "This kid really has some ways, he is so weak that he can fight against the three great martial artists without falling behind, I just don't know if his ice armor can withstand my attack." And the woman didn't do it for a long time, and it seemed that she trusted this kid's ability very much. These two guys are not simple. ”

Wu Xingyu is not stupid, let these three guys go first, but also want to try the skills of the two of them.

Although Mengwai has a slight upper hand, it is not easy, the body is too weak, if Mengwai can be a little faster, these three guys will definitely be defeated one by one, but at this time, Mengwai can't be fast if he wants to.

"It's not the way to go. Dream Cry secretly calculated, "Now you can only use the Blood Shadow Step to defeat the three of you." But now that he is so weak, with the Blood Shadow Step, his body may not be able to hold on. ”

Dream Cry weighed the gains and losses, and finally used the Blood Shadow Step. Dream Cry suddenly increased, like a shadow, the three of them were dumbfounded, only to see Dream Cry's figure scurrying left and right, and the three of them couldn't find the trajectory of movement at all.

I only heard three "bang bang bang" sounds, simple and direct three heavy punches. The three guys had fallen to the ground and groaned. And Mengwai is propped up on his knees, panting heavily, and his body is almost overdrawn.

"It's now!" Wu Xingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally saw the gap of Dream Cry, his figure flashed, and he kicked at Dream Cry's calf with a flying leg without hesitation.

"Dream cry, be careful!" Sang Qian'er exclaimed.

Mengwai had already seen it, and he saw it when Wu Xingyu had just moved, but at this moment, his legs didn't obey the call and couldn't move half a step.

"Bang!" Meng Wai was swept up by a kick, and then Wu Xingyu smashed another punch towards Meng Wai's wound. After a punch, Meng Wai was no longer able to resist, the wound had already cracked, and now after receiving this ferocious punch, the blood was even more bleeding.

"Despicable and shameless!" Sang Qian'er scolded loudly.

"Hmm!" Dream Cry snorted. A trace of blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth. It seems that the strength of this Wu Xingyu Great Martial Master is not boasting, this leg and punch combination is quite perfect, even if Mengwai has a strong physique, this time it also hurts the internal organs.

You must know that even if it is the top physique of the Great Martial Master, if he resists the full force of the senior martial artist of the Great Martial Master, he will definitely be seriously injured, and the physique of Dream Cry is only slightly better than the top physique of the Great Martial Master.

"Dream cry!" Sang Qian'er exclaimed.

"With this little ability, you dare to obstruct my son's good deeds and find death!" Wu Xingyu was very disdainful.

Seeing that Wu Xingyu succeeded in the sneak attack, he wanted to kill him again. Sang Qian'er, her hands were constantly sealed, and a thigh-thick vine spike full of thorns suddenly rose in front of Wu Xingyu, and quickly pierced Wu Xingyu.

Wu Xingyu quickly did a somersault backwards and easily dodged, as if he had already expected the location of the vine spikes.

The vine spikes pierced a nearby boulder, and the boulder was instantly torn apart.

Wu Xingyu glanced at the broken boulder and said with a smile: "Little beauty, I forgot to tell you, I am a senior martial artist of the earth system, and before your vine comes out, I know the location, and you can't hurt me." ”

As if she hadn't heard, Sang Qian'er continued to seal with her hands, and another vine pierced it.

This time, Wu Xingyu not only did not retreat, but took a few steps closer and collided with the spike. The spikes collided with Wu Xingyu's chest.

A dull sound followed, Wu Xingyu was unharmed, but the vine spikes slowly withered in front of him.

"Armor!?" Sang Qian'er wondered.

"Hehe! That's right, but my father spent a lot of money to get this armor, and with your cultivation, I'm afraid I can't break through this defense.

"I'm a disciple of Dao Tianzong, if you are bold and reckless, Dao Tianzong will not let you go." Sang Qian'er said righteously.

Wu Xingyu laughed and said: "What Lao Tzu annoys the most is what sect to bluff me, hmph! Dao Tianzong? Even if it is the Chiyan Sect, I don't care about it." Since you don't eat the toast, then don't blame my brother for being ruthless!"

said that Tianzong didn't take it seriously, it was a lie, but since it had reached this point, Wu Xingyu had already planned for the worst, and it was a big deal to kill people, of course, after playing. Take 10,000 steps back, whether Dao Tianzong will make a big fight for a disciple is still two words.

Sang Qian'er is also a high-level cultivator of the ** division, which seems to be easily dodged by Wu Xingyu, but it contains great power. Wu Xingyu also relied on the advantages of the earth martial artist, if he was replaced by someone else, I am afraid it would not be so easy, and the people who walked with Wu Xingyu only had the strength of the junior level of the great martial artist, and when they saw the two of them fighting, no one dared to step forward to help.