"I'm afraid that only if you and I join forces can we defeat that old thief. Throwing this sentence to Zhifang, Zhiping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the dust, he saw that it seemed to be a fierce giant python directly towards the Qileng black beast under Wujingke's body, even if the black beast swooped into the air, the hind hooves could not escape the restraint of the dust, and the entire Qileng black beast was dragged down by Zhiping. It's just that Ugjingk took the opportunity to slap his palm on the black beast's back, and took advantage of this strength to step back a little, so as not to respond to them.

Looking at the Qileng Black Beast in front of him, whose limbs were obviously broken, Wujingke's face turned blue, his hands were placed on his waist, and in the blink of an eye, he took out two Xuanhua board axes. Look at the pair of axes, the ice floe is beautifully carved dragon pattern, and the handle tail is turned into two smart dragon tails directly wrapped around Wu Jingke's wrist, and if you look closely, you can't find that there is a trace of blood directly injected into the plate axe. The original blue-black plate axe suddenly turned red, making the already cold and cold axe body even more bloody.

Seeing that Wujingke had already sacrificed his weapon, Zhifang didn't dare to be careless, the silver hair on his head suddenly spread out, and the sword-like metal hairpin that originally bound his hair swelled rapidly, and it was directly divided into seven, floating in front of Zhimad and Zhiping, and confronting Wujingke with two plate axes in his hand.

"Baijing Academy really has some treasures. It's just that Bai Renkong is obviously partial to Zhiqi and is so crazy that his life is given to him in the end, so don't you other junior brothers and sisters envy it?" Wu Jingke was indeed a little angry because of Zhiping's blow to his Qileng Black Beast just now, and his words were even more subtle to signal Zhiping to attack.

"You don't need to be an outsider after all. Zhiping and Zhifang glanced at each other, and the dust in their hands skyrocketed again, and the seven long swords of Zhimad shuttled through the ups and downs, which was really unguardable.

Wu Jingke is also worthy of being in charge of the Wu family for so many years, seeing this fierce offensive, without the slightest hurry, the two heavy plate axes in the hands seem to be light but extremely fast dancing, the sharp plate axe strength directly cut off the incoming dust, and the thick axe body directly resisted the flying long sword.

I only heard the sound of metal crashing, and I saw the filaments falling from the dust fluttering in the sky, but the target of these attacks, Udjingk, was unharmed, and even looked at the two people with obviously gloomy faces with a defiant expression.

Seeing this, Zhimad couldn't help but feel a little more apprehensive in his heart, the strength of this Wujingke should not be underestimated. He turned slightly, hiding one behind him, and made a gesture to grasp everything in his palm. This was discussed with Leng Fan in advance.

Seeing that Wu Jingke's face changed slightly, he must have naturally noticed the changes around him with his strength, and he didn't think much about it, and the seven long swords were reunited into one, and he held them tightly in his hand. When the long sword was wielded, it seemed that the aura of a dragon and tiger lingered around Zhifang's body, which was not much inferior to Wujingke.

"I'm really underestimating you. After saying this, Ugjingk met him with two large axes in his hand.

The long sword in the hands of the madman is called the "Seven Immortals Ling Absolute Sword", which is light, dexterous, and the offensive is tricky, plus it can be divided into seven, lingering around the body during the battle, with the madness "Jin Yanmian Jue", it can really be attacked and defended, and the best thing is to fight for a long time, and the longer it is, the more beneficial it is to the madness.

The two plate axes in Wujingke's hands, called the "Blood Devouring Thousand Jin Axe", are made of extremely rare "heavy gold", and the dragon tail at the handle of the axe is really taken alive from the tailbone of a dragon-type spirit demon, so it can be figured out to the greatest extent. The axe body is heavy, although the lethality is strong, the consumption of itself is naturally unusual, and its bloodthirsty surname makes it a quick battle.

For a while, the axe light and sword shadow, the spiritual power that had become thin because of Leng Fan's ** control here was pulled over by these two people, and the momentum of the battle here was the best, and it was also the key to this battle.

At this time, the two people, who were originally only close to each other, showed their own seeing skills.

The "Seven Immortal Ling Absolute Sword" in the hand of Zhi Madness was divided into seven, and after spinning one or two as if absorbing spiritual power in mid-air, they gathered together, one sword as the head, one sword as the body, one sword as the tail, and the four swords turned into four legs, and a mighty and fierce golden-eyed tiger appeared in front of everyone, staring at the Wujingke in front of him, as if he could swallow him into his stomach in the blink of an eye.

The momentum on Ukuk's body also became more and more ruthless, holding a giant axe in his left and right hands, one from top to bottom, and the other from top to bottom at a rapid attack towards the tiger. I saw the two giant axes that were spinning rapidly, constantly forming two murderous spiritual power exercises in mid-air, and there was a faint sound of a giant dragon roaring, which shocked the surrounding people with poor spiritual power and did not dare to move.

Originally, the fight between the madman and the Ujingk was the fight between the tiger and the dragon. The dragon struck at the tiger with its teeth and claws, and a pair of blood-red eyes must have been where the axe was, and from time to time blood-red slender arrows flew out of it.

When the tiger saw the situation, he opened his bloody mouth and howled at the arrows that flew over, and more than half of them were shaken down. Although the body is huge, the movements are very light, one turns, and the powerful tail behind him waved, and he directly saw those arrows embedded in his tail and turned into his own use.

The giant dragon took advantage of the tiger's ability to solve the arrow, and its body flew rapidly, and its whole body turned into a whirlwind, directly attacking the tiger that had just turned around, looking at the posture, it seemed that the golden spiritual power between heaven and earth was carried by it and smashed towards the tiger.

The madness was no longer confined to the form, and directly scattered the fierce tiger in all directions, turning into seven or eight long swords to mix the fierce whirlwind in the middle. And the whirlwind momentum became more and more violent, as if it had the momentum of engulfing the long sword into it and directly shattering it.

Although Zhiping's spiritual power is not high, it is difficult to participate in a battle of this level for a while, but seeing that the two of them are deadlocked, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Wujingke shouted, "Master Zhiping, don't rebel at this time, stay until when." As soon as the words fell, Wujingke saw Zhiping waving the dust in his hand and attacking him. If it was usually Ugjingke, how could she care about this kind of attack, even if she succeeded, it would only be regarded as a skin injury. But now he is in a stalemate with Zhimad, once the spiritual power in his body is turbulent, the spiritual power driven by the attack of the two weapons will be smashed towards him like a waterfall, so such a large-scale spiritual power attack is really not a joke.

couldn't care too much, Wu Jingke had to mobilize all the spiritual power in his body, desperately hit the whirlwind and seven swords in mid-air in front of Zhifang, supporting one or two in front of one hand, and trying to control the spiritual power with the other hand to restrain Zhiping's surging dust.

It's just that looking at Zhiping's expression and offensive posture with the final blow, all the spiritual power is concentrated on the dust, although the momentum is not as good as Zhimad, but it is not something that Wujingke can catch with one hand.

I saw that it quickly condensed into a **-thick dust, and directly smashed Wujingke out. Seeing the situation, Zhi Madness roared, as if all these years of hatred for Ugjingke had been concentrated on this blow, and the uncontrollable whirlwind was blessed by the Seven Swords and smashed towards Ugjingke who vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Wujingke knew that if he was hit by this blow, he would definitely die, so he did not take the same precautions as he showed when Zhiping came to attack just now, and Zhiping took the opportunity to restrain the dust in Zhiping's hand. After the madness unleashed this final blow, he pulled Zhiping in front of him.

Before, with a loud bang, Zhiping's body was directly torn into pieces by this huge force, and Wujingke behind Zhiping, although he saved his surname, but the whole person was swept away for a long time, and the arm that dragged Zhiping was turned into pieces along with Zhiping's body.

"Senior sister!" Zhi Mad howled loudly, he really didn't expect Zhiping's blow to have no regard for his own life. Perhaps when he told Guanghuan that his death was deliberately arranged by Wu Jingke, and he used the hands of their mother and daughter to poison one of them in order to cause panic in the hospital, he should have known that Zhiping, who decided to avenge Guanghuan, really didn't care about his life and death.

It was only suddenly, Zhi Mad noticed that the turbulent spiritual power in his body suddenly flowed rapidly, because the meridians that had become extremely fragile in the battle just now really couldn't withstand such a violent churn, even if the rapid condensation of inspiration ** controlled the direction of the spiritual power in his body, he could suppress this momentum in front of him. I'm just afraid that after a while, I won't be able to join the battle. Thinking back to the clip of his fight with Ugjingke, the culprit is probably the red arrows that were forcibly subdued by the tiger's tail.

Udjingk stood up slowly, with a pair of scarlet eyes, covered in bright red blood, and such a vicious expression was really no different from a bloodthirsty maniac.

Because of the sudden loss of an arm, Ugjingke couldn't stand up at all, so he had to kneel on the ground on one leg, and with one hand he struggled to reach the axe in front of him, injecting the only remaining spiritual power in his body into the axe, only to see that the scarlet blood all over the ground began to gather towards the axe as if he was attracted to something, and the smug and flamboyant smile on Ugjingke's face made the crazy who noticed the abnormality in the distance suddenly open his eyes and looked at all this incredibly.

"I was too early for you to let those axes suck your own blood, but I didn't expect you to use the spiritual power it absorbed for your own use. After saying that, he closed his eyes again. The injuries on Ujingke's body were much worse than the poison he had suffered, and now the only way to recover his spiritual power was to seize the time to recover.

Ugjingk didn't stay complacent for long, and the blood on the ground quickly disappeared, which meant that except for a small part he absorbed, most of them were forcibly relocated to a location that could not be affected by Ugjingke's current state by Leng Fan in the deep "Dynamic Quiet Hall".

And at this moment, there was a violent sound behind Ukuk, as if the whole earth was trembling.

Holding a huge three-pointed spear, Basanlu rushed towards the battlefield of the academy and the army in the distance like an ancient god of war.

"Although you Baijing Academy is incompetent, Rin Lin is not going to send me alone. "Ugjingk knew that it would be difficult for him to fight with the madman for a while, and now that Basanlu had arrived, he didn't care too much about the life and death of his madman. "By the way, I would like to remind you, when I said that I had been to your Baijing Academy, Yama was on his way to the mountain behind you. ”

Hearing this, Zhi stood up violently, but the spiritual power that had just been suppressed churned, a mouthful of blood spit out, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground again. Now I can only pray that Mengzen will heal the dean earlier, and Rin Ming and Zhimad can be careful to block the picture of Yama. (To be continued.) )