Volume IV: Trial Feather One Hundred and Sixty: The Battle Is Over

With a "boom", the fireball exploded, and a flame spread out in all directions!

"Humph! You brought it on yourself! ”

The monk who sent out the big fireball thought triumphantly as the bright red flames burst violently, and a smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

But almost instantly, the smug smile froze on his face.

In the midst of the flames, a figure was crossing his arms to protect his head and face and rushed straight towards him, it was the stout guy who received a big fireball, what! Why did his fireball hit this man like a boot tickling, and he ignored it! Seeing that guy was still staring at himself with one eye behind that arm, this ...... This has never happened before!

He originally thought that even if his big fireball couldn't burn the strong man-like boy, it would be enough to seriously injure him, but he never expected this to be the result, because of his conceit, he didn't prepare his back hand in advance, and when he saw the strong man flying towards him, he could only fly backwards, retreating, and his hands kept pinching out various tricks.

The speed at which he casts spells is not slow, and his temperament is still a little stubborn, since this big man has resisted his big fireball, let's use a more powerful fireball to give him another time to see if he can continue to resist!

But when his spell was ready, he found that the strong man had almost rushed in front of him, raising a fist as big as a punching bag and hitting him in the face!

Compete with me!

The monk gritted his teeth!

Then it's up to you to see who's more ruthless!

Thinking of this, he had already pinched the hand and let go of the big man's chest in front of him!

"Boom" again, the momentum and flames were even stronger than the one just now!

With the burst of flames, the monk's body was suddenly blasted backwards and flew out, but he dodged the punch that would have hit him in the face, but the power of the fireball was almost completely equal to that of the big man, because he couldn't bear it, his whole body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, most of his clothes were scorched, his hair and eyebrows were also damaged, and the person was invaded by the scorching breath, and almost fainted.

However, the burst of flames just now blocked his vision, and he didn't see the big man's body just unconsciously shaking for a while in the bursting flames, and he didn't retreat half a step, only lowered his head and closed his eyes for a moment, and then chased after him angrily.

In the midst of the fall, the monk felt his chest clenched at once, and then he saw a punching bag punch straight at his face.

With a "click", it seemed that the bridge of his nose had been broken, and the sharp soreness rushed straight to the monk's head, which actually made him wake up in a semi-coma, and in the long stream of tears and nosebleeds, he felt every heavy blow that followed more clearly!

……

The figure of the girl in the red dress flashed backwards, dodging the large hand that the monk in front of her reached out to take her, and then looked at the other party in shame.

"This little junior sister, you said that this smoke sunflower is yours, and I said that it is ours, so it's better like this, the two of us are one and a half, okay?"

The monk continued to laugh with a salivating face, and leaned over step by step.

"Senior brother, please respect yourself!" The girl in the red dress said with a cold face.

"Senior sister misunderstood, I was just attracted by my junior sister's appearance as soon as we met, it's better like this, you don't mix with these little guys, follow me, let's cultivate together, build a foundation together in the future, and become a pair ......of immortals in the future."

Before the couple could say the word, they were struck back by a flash of fire.

"Eh! It's amazing! ”

The monk exclaimed in surprise, this was not a joke, if he hadn't dodged the sudden knife just now, half of his shoulder might have been cut off.

Just now, he had been teasing the unusually beautiful girl in front of him, and he didn't prepare any spells at all, so when the girl shot angrily, he was messed up and looked unusually embarrassed.

But he was also clever, looking at the girl's fire knife that came from the palm of his hand, he thought that since this smoke sunflower was a rare spirit grass, the woman must be a rat thrower, and he didn't dare to knife this spirit grass, so he began to circle around these two smoke sunflowers, anyway, she was reluctant to hurt this spirit grass.

While circling around these two smoky sunflowers, he kept taking advantage of the advantages in his mouth, and the screams of the junior sister and the junior sister became more and more affectionate, and the lewd smile on his face became stronger and stronger, as if he was really playing an interesting game.

But gradually, he began to restrain his smile.

At the beginning, he found that the girl in the red dress was indeed worried that her fire knife would hurt the smoke sunflower, so he had been restrained when he came out of the knife, and he could only slash vertically and did not dare to cut horizontally, but after chasing the smoke sunflower for two laps, he was a little chilled to find that the girl in the red dress was getting faster and more refined!

Until once he was in the middle of the two smoke sunflowers, and calculated that the girl either didn't dare to make a knife or only dared to split each other with a vertical knife, he saw the woman in the red dress with a cold eyebrow and a knife slashed over, at first he thought that he really angered the woman, and he wanted to hurt himself to vent his anger when he destroyed the spirit grass, but when he saw that the fire knife was near a smoke sunflower, the blade of the knife suddenly shortened, almost pasting the spirit grass, and did not even touch a leaf, until the knife pointed to himself between the two spirit grass, The flame tumbling fire knife actually skyrocketed all of a sudden, cutting horizontally towards his head and face, if he didn't dodge, it could only be the end of the head falling to the ground, and then he was shocked and retreated, and then he felt that it was inappropriate, he always had to get close to this spirit grass to make this woman in a red dress unable to let go of her hands and feet, so she immediately dodged back after retreating, still ready to rely on these two spirit grasses to deal with this woman.

Then he became more and more frightened, since that knife, the woman in the red dress no longer paid attention to how close he was standing to the spirit grass, every time the knife was cut out as long as it was close to the smoke sunflower, the fire knife was like he had eyes, every time he could suddenly retract and then suddenly skyrocket, he could always let the spirit grass pass, and he was no longer restrained when he waved the knife, just like that, the woman let go of her hands and feet more and more, even if he was facing the woman in the red dress with the spirit grass, the woman was confident that she could only cut off people's heads without hurting the spirit grass!

Later, the woman in the red dress saw that he had been lying on the edge of the spirit grass and refused to leave, only circling there, and on several occasions deliberately made it to destroy the spirit grass to distract her, and under a frown, a long knife with the same red flame also gushed out of her left palm, and the two knives were opened, and the whole person was like a flame rotating around the two spirit grasses, but no matter how they turned, the only movement of the two smoke sunflowers was to be shaken gently by the wind brought up by the woman's body when she rotated, but she was still not hurt at all.

In the end, the monk was forced out of the vicinity of the two spirit grasses by the sword light, pulled his body out, and generally avoided the fire whirlwind sword light, and was a little embarrassed when he was about to give the woman some powerful taste, but suddenly he was hit hard by something!

It was a person, and he seemed to recognize it by looking at the charred face, but that face was not only burned black, but also beaten to the point that his facial features were moved, not like a human form, and he obviously passed out!

"I'm coming!"

There was a loud shout from above, which shook his heart!

Immediately, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his hair, apparently grabbed by someone and grabbed them all hard, and then he saw a mountain-like slap pressed down on his face!

When the woman in the red dress saw it, she immediately hid the double knife with confidence, and her body fell on the edge of a cigarette sunflower, and she reached out to pick the seeds on it.

……

What a bunch of rubbish!

Yan Jing thought as he watched.

……

Wang Lingzhong didn't know what happened to other people, and he only had the cold eyebrows of the sword cultivator boy in front of him...... And the cold and dazzling blade!

Ever since that sword cultivator boy suddenly changed from retreat to advance, he felt that it was not good!

Sure enough, he saw that the spirit sword in his hand, which was originally full of cold light, suddenly scorched with white light, stabbing his eyes sore, and the white light stabbed straight towards him, and the sword was so fast that he didn't even have time to dodge, and then he felt a sharp pain in his left palm, and saw that the tip of the sword pierced straight into his left shoulder through the back of his hand.

In the end, he is a person who is used to being strong outside the sect, how can Wang Lingzhong be willing to be defeated like this, at this time the two are almost face-to-face, although his left hand is injured, but the lightning light above his right hand is still there, and it is a little more powerful than just now, his heart is ruthless, regardless of the severe pain on his body, he grabbed the right hand full of thunder power to the shoulder of the sword cultivation boy.

It's a big deal!

It's a pity that he still miscalculated, and he was shocked to find that the young sword cultivator's left hand also held a cold and shining spirit sword at some point, and stabbed at his right hand that he grabbed past!

What two swords! He still thought so when he was hit by the sword.

Both palms were pierced, and such a sharp pain could no longer be bearable, and Wang Lingzhong finally screamed miserably.

But that's not all! He looked fiercely at the young sword cultivator holding the double sword, and said secretly, I still have the means to let you die!

He pretended to let out a second scream, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a series of lightning bolts and shot towards the young sword cultivator!

If you can hit the sword cultivator boy this time, maybe you will be able to be ashamed, and it will be enough to kill a sword cultivator if you are injured.

It's a pity that the continuous lightning missed, almost at the same time as he spit out the lightning, he felt a sharp pain coming, it was the sword cultivation boy who pulled out the double swords from him at once, and then his body fell, not only dodging the lightning, but also frequently stabbing out a few transparent holes in Wang Lingzhong's legs!

Defeated! Completely defeated!

In the severe pain, Wang Lingzhong understood this.

As his body fell downward, he also thought, how could his sword cultivation be so powerful!

……

With a "bang", the monk who was almost petrified all over his body was punched, and the aura of the body protection was dimmed almost at the same time as the punch, and the power of the big fist knocked his body backwards and flew out sharply.

But apart from feeling a strong impact, it didn't seem to be hurt! The monk thought as he watched as the little girl followed almost immediately after a moment's astonishment, and the huge arm of the scum waved at him again.

He thought he could punch her again, so he didn't react otherwise.

Hum! Let you be proud for a while, and then see how I clean you up!

He still thought so.

This time, however, it wasn't a punch, but a huge open-handed palm that grabbed his petrified body in one fell swoop.

Then he held him and sent him to the little girl's face to look at it, and he looked at the little girl's pretty face and felt a little bad.

"Why bother!" The little girl said, and then a huge force that he absolutely couldn't resist came with the squeezing of the five fingers of the big hand!

The sound of "click" came, the stone cracked, the monk inside was exposed, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the bones of his whole body did not know how many were crushed, and he was afraid that he would end up in a puddle of flesh and blood in this giant hand, he screamed in horror:

"Senior sister, be merciful!"

"Why bother!"

As she spoke, the little girl in the blue dress lifted him up in front of him again, looked at it, and then reached out and took off his storage bag from his waist, and checked it in his hand, only then did she let go and let the man's figure fall.