Chapter 6: The Great War of the Witch Corpses (1)

The scimitar came with the sound of the whistling wind, and before the knife was near, the black qi of heaven and earth had already carried a suffocating pressure, and the yellow sand on the ground was shaken by the huge qi and sprayed away to both sides, turning into a rain of sand in an instant.

Fang Ling sighed secretly, he had seen Lu Bei fighting with him just now, and he already knew that this person had an extraordinary talent for fighting, and now that he was facing the opponent, he knew that his strength was stronger than he imagined.

This knife is clean and neat, and if you take this move, there will be a thunderous knife momentum below.

Fang Ling didn't want to entangle him with him here, because he was here to be a decoy, with the purpose of separating Theron and Gertai from Bart and the others.

He immediately gathered eighty percent of his strength to block, and the knife touched, like a heavy hammer smashing on the knife body, and the strength of the layers overlapped layer after layer.

Rao is Fang Ling retracted his strength quickly, and was also shocked to staggered back seven or eight steps, and as soon as he retreated, Geltai's move was only halfway to immediately change his move, and the scimitar was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, showing a fierce killing intent when he swung it.

Fang Ling seemed to be out of strength, and was shocked back several steps with each knife, and Barter suddenly felt happy, as if he had knocked Fang Ling back, and let out laughter from time to time.

After resisting a few times, Fang Ling seemed to know that he was invincible, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the ruins.

Geltai followed closely, and with a flick of his body, he followed lightly, and at a glance at Celon's action, Fang Ling immediately judged that even if it was not the bull skull staff controlling Geltai, then at least there was an inevitable connection with Geltai, that is, Sailon must keep a certain distance from Geltai.

He scurried through the ruins, jumping from one wall to another, Gertai's movements were unexpectedly flexible, and his speed was even faster than Fang Ling's, and he caught up almost instantly. However, Fang Ling advanced fast and retreated quickly, and the two of them were like playing hide and seek, you chased me and hid, you attacked me and dodged, and gradually entered the depths of the ruins.

Cylon followed in front, Bart and the others followed, and when they entered the ruins, Lu Bei and the others suddenly emerged from the ruins silently and attacked Bart and the others.

After all, Bart was a Qi Melting Realm cultivator, and he found his opponent for the first time, he roared angrily, and the shamans and wizards turned around in unison, and the poison blades flew out and attacked their respective opponents.

Seeing that Gertai was already quite far away, Cyron said, "Third Senior Brother, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go get the key!"

Bart nodded, and instead his gaze fell on Lu Bei, and the corners of his mouth hooked a sly smile: "Your cultivation is the highest here, so let you come and see the strength of our shaman." ”

Lu Bei saw that everything was as Fang Ling expected, and sure enough, Cylon would go after him, he swept over all the shamans and wizards, and he already knew the odds, wiped the dust on the corner of his mouth, and hooked his little finger disdainfully.

Bart was suddenly furious, his right hand jerked forward, and black shadows suddenly shot out of his wide sleeved robe, falling to the ground, and they were poisonous snakes.

Lu Bei was taken aback slightly, and couldn't help but secretly admire that Fang Ling had already prepared the poison avoidance pill, so he suddenly smiled and rushed over without fear.