Chapter 612: Hand-to-hand
"It's them!" Looking at the few people gathered around Zhou Xiaopang, Xu Han's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted fiercely!
The warriors who were killed around Zhou Xiaopang, Xu Han and the others saw it behind Yi Quan, but they didn't see Na Qi'an!
The sudden appearance of the martial artist shocked Zhou Xiaopang's heart, but when he saw the comer, his eyes turned into a color of ecstasy, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Boss, come on, these grandsons rely on the large number of people, and they even sneak attack, and they are angry with the fat man!"
"It's Xu Han!" The martial artists who were surrounding Zhou Xiaopang looked at Xu Han and the others who were rushing over, their eyes were shocked, and they said in ecstasy!
This Xu Han was so arrogant, everyone wanted to solve it, but they didn't expect to meet the fierce evil fish on the sea, but he didn't die, and his life was really hard enough!
"Kill him!" The martial artist in the distance shouted, leaving one person to deal with Zhou Xiaopang, and the rest all rushed towards Xu Han, all with excitement in their eyes.
Although he saw the three people following behind Xu Han, the warriors who rushed didn't pay attention to it at all, and the martial arts in their hands blasted out, instantly enveloping Xu Han and several others!
Looking at the martial arts that came to his face, Xu Han and the others looked at each other, shouted in unison, and the martial arts in their hands burst out at the same time, blasting towards the qi that came from the cover.
Rumble!
There was a loud sound, and everyone's attacks were dissipated in the air, and the warriors who rushed to look at the energy that was dispersed, their eyes were surprised, but they didn't take it to heart, after all, everyone was just a tentative blow.
"Haha-big fat man, you're very embarrassed!" The prodigal son who flew by, looking at the figure in front of him dodging among the many warriors, laughed loudly!
Zhou Xiaopang looked at the prodigal son behind Xu Han, a touch of anger crossed his eyes, and he couldn't help roaring: "Your uncle, don't come and help me." ”
"Hey, be careful!" The prodigal son who came with a strange face looked strange, and when he saw the sword qi slashed from Zhou Xiaopang's right, he shouted urgently.
Taking advantage of Zhou Xiaopang's surprise, the martial artist next to him seized the opportunity to slash his back with the fierce sword qi in his hand, wanting to kill this hateful big fat man on the spot.
"Hmph!" For the attack around him, Zhou Xiaopang seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and with a light snort in his mouth, the huge stone in his hand was thrown, shattering the sword qi that was slashed in the air.
The figure jumped, swept towards the giant tree on the side, looked at the disappointed look in the eyes of the warrior in front of him, was furious in his heart, held the huge stone, and blasted towards the warrior.
Haokong glanced at the martial artist rushing in front of him, his face was cautious, and he looked at Xu Han on the side, and shouted in a low voice: "The martial artist in front of him is extraordinary?"
Yin Zhiwen next to her also had a cold face, and unconsciously tightened the short sword in her hand.
Looking at the four martial artists in front of him, Xu Han's face was solemn, and he said softly: "En, be careful, they should all be disciples of the Supreme Temple of the Heavenly Prefecture Super Powerful Sect." ”
"Supreme Temple!" Haokong's face was shocked, and then there was no trace of fear on his face, and he was full of eager expression.
Seeing that Zhou Xiaopang was not in crisis, the prodigal son was happy in his eyes, looked at the few people rushing in front of him, his face was cold, and he shouted loudly: "Your uncle, dare to touch my prodigal son's brother, watch your prodigal master take your life." ”
"Look for death!" One of the warriors who rushed to the scene looked at the arrogant prodigal son, shouted in his mouth, and the long sword in his hand came straight to kill.
Seeing that the warrior was coming straight towards him, the prodigal son's eyes were full of excitement, and the sound of the Dao whistling was already coming from the big sword, and the trees within one meter of the sword qi were all crushed.
There are four warriors in front of him, except for one warrior on Zhou Xiaopang's side, but there are three people who came straight to a few people, Xu Han glanced at Zhou Xiaopang in the distance, and said softly to Yin Zhiwen beside him: "You go to help Zhou Xiaopang, I'll come here." ”
"Well, then be careful!" A trace of hesitation flashed in Yin Zhiwan's eyes, but when she saw the firmness in Xu Han's eyes, she responded softly and rushed directly towards Zhou Xiaopang in the distance.
Although Zhou Xiaopang is already the strength of the Transformation God Realm, I am afraid that a frontal battle, not to mention the disciples of this Supreme Temple, even some ordinary martial artists, is also difficult to defeat, and now that he can delay for such a time, I am afraid it has something to do with the big array on the ground.
When he was running, Xu Han noticed that there was a faint fluctuation on the ground around him, which should have been a large array arranged in advance, but now he was afraid that it had been destroyed by the many crabs surging on the ground.
Rumble!
The prodigal son and Haokong on the side were already bombarded with the warrior, and the huge sound was accompanied by the squeaky cry of the crab.
"Xu Han, today I'm going to carry your head to see Childe. Looking at this warrior who ushered in alone, the white-clothed young man in front of him, a touch of excitement crossed his eyes, and he said sharply, and then on the long sword in his hand, a touch of cyan brilliance flashed.
Daring to offend Prince Yiquan at such a young age, and killing many disciples of the Supreme Temple, this Xu Han is really bold, but it's a pity that he is going to be buried here.
The silver sword in Xu Han's hand danced forward, shattering the sword qi slashed by the martial artist, and said disdainfully: "Hmph! He should soon go down to accompany you." ”
"Look for death!"
Listening to Xu Han's words, the warrior's eyes were furious, he shouted wildly, the sword qi in his hand slashed forward, a bright light in the air crossed, and the crabs that sprang out along the way were all knocked away.
Sting!
A piercing chirp came, and the sword qi slashed through the hard shell of the crab, with sporadic firelight, and rushed straight to Xu Han's face.
The sword qi swept by, leaving a deep scratch on the ground, and the crabs that surged around were all knocked into it, looking at the terrifying sword qi, Xu Han didn't dare to be careless in his heart, and the thunder spirit power in his body rolled out.
"Sister-in-law, this guy is going to be handed over to you. Zhou Xiaopang, who was in the distance, looked at Yin Zhiwen who was rushing over, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said excitedly.
Yin Zhiwen is now immune to this title, no longer blushing as before, her mouth responds lightly, and she comes straight with a short sword in her hand.
Several people have been together for a while, and although Yin Zhiwen is not as clear as Xu Han about Zhou Xiaopang, she at least knows her character.
Knocking on stuffy sticks and robbing while the fire is hot, these are his favorite things to do, and this kind of frontal combat is probably not his forte.
"Waste!" Looking at Zhou Xiaopang, who left directly, a trace of disdain crossed the martial artist's eyes, and he said disdainfully, and then greeted Yin Zhiwu who swept in front of him.
Zhou Xiaopang, who was dodging, looked at the disdain in the eyes of the warrior, a cold light crossed his eyes, and he flew down, avoiding the crabs that hit him around, and the spiritual power in his hands was shot out one after another.
Squeak –
With the huge roar of the warrior, more and more crabs gathered around, and everywhere you saw were crabs, with dense long legs slashing across the trees, gathering towards a few people in the air.
Zhou Xiaopang's figure stepped on, swept directly in the air, looked at the warrior who was fighting with Yin Zhi, and shouted in a low voice: "Your uncle, dare to look down on me, start with you." ”
With the spiritual power playing, Zhou Xiaopang took out strange stones from the ring and threw them towards the bottom of the martial artist. The stone that was dropped just avoided the dense crab and was firmly embedded in the soil.
"Even the warriors of our Supreme Temple dare to provoke, do you really don't know how to write the word death?" Looking at the woman in front of him, the warrior's eyes were calm, and he whispered in his mouth, but there was a thick disdain in his tone.
Seeing that the martial artist in front of her was so arrogant, Yin Zhiwen was also unhappy in her heart, and couldn't help but whisper in her mouth: "Supreme Temple?
With a coquettish cry in his mouth, above the short sword in Yin Zhiwan's hand, a watery sword qi slashed out, turning into a huge wave of water in the air, heading towards the martial man's cover.
The martial artist in the air looked at the sword qi that came from the fan-like cover in front of him, a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand danced out one after another, and a dense sword rain slashed out, slashing towards the sword qi in the air.
Poof!
A light sound came, and the sword qi drawn out by Yin Zhiwu was directly turned into pieces by the sword qi that ran out of the warrior's hand.
"Hmph! Such an attack is really a martial artist in the God Realm. Looking at the sword qi that was shattered so easily, the martial artist's eyes were full of disdain, and he said in a low voice.
I originally thought that this rushing warrior was so powerful, but I didn't think that it was even more unreliable than the big fat man.
For the disdain of the martial artist, Yin Zhiwen did not show a trace of abnormality, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a look of playfulness and abuse, and Zhou Xiaopang in the air below, looking at the rain after crushing, her eyes were full of expectation.
The sword qi slashed out by the martial artist slashed through the air, and the remaining energy slashed forward, Yin Zhiwen did not dare to slack off, and the short sword in her hand swung out several sword qi in a row, and her body also retreated again and again.
Zhou Xiaopang looked at the warrior in the air, and the last stone in his hand was thrown, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Huh?" Looking at the rain sprinkled in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in the warrior's eyes, and in the broken rain, the warrior's intuition was that something was wrong.
"You're 616161!"
Yin Zhiwen, who was retreating, saw the hesitation in the eyes of the warrior in front of her, afraid that she would be suspicious in her heart, so she screamed coquettishly in her mouth, and her body did not retreat but advanced, and the short sword in her hand danced out again and again.
A watery sword aura slashed out, heading straight for the martial artist in front of him, but it was even more powerful than the attack just now, and his pretty face was full of anger.
Looking at the shame and anger in Yin Zhiwan's eyes, the warrior's face laughed, his body swept away, and the long sword in his hand danced continuously, shattering the splash.
"Do you still have some strength? I'll underestimate you then. Looking at the sword qi drawn out of Yin Zhiwan's hand, a trace of alienation flashed in the warrior's eyes, and he chuckled lightly, but the expression on his face did not put the woman in front of him in his heart.
The splash of water that was slashed by the sword qi in the air did not disappear completely, but faintly gathered towards the body of the warrior.
"Arrogant fellow, suffer death. Looking at the confident warrior in front of her, Yin Zhiwen let out a coquettish cry, only to see that the rain cut by the warrior suddenly accelerated towards the warrior.
The warrior who flew over looked at the dense attack around him, and his eyes were shocked, but he underestimated the woman in front of him.