"Bell!"

Hitting him head-on, Li Jia was not afraid of Mo Liqing, and waved his hands to collide with the Qingfeng Sword, pointing his fingers at the Qingfeng Sword, hitting countless blue and green spark fluorescences.

At this impact, Mo Liqing only felt that the sword sank, and the power of Li Jia's attack was extremely strong, although he felt that he was a four-round cultivator, but the strength of the sword had surpassed five rounds, and now he could not easily resolve it under his serious injury.

"How?" Li Jia glared and smiled, flipped with one hand and used his finger sleeve to squeeze the Qingfeng Sword, and grabbed it directly towards Ziyu with the other hand.

Mo Liqing drew his sword with force, and the sword body rubbed countless sparks under Li Jia's dragon scale claw fingers, making a tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing. Immediately after, Mo Liqing raised his foot and kicked at Li Jia's outstretched hand, the Qingfeng Sword was withdrawn, and a backhand blow of the Wind Blade Qingyan Sword Light swept towards Li Jia.

"Bang!"

Mo Liqing kicked Li Jia's hand, and Li Jia's arm was immediately shaken away.

But Mo Liqing's face changed sharply, and the leg that kicked out of the body was instantly sore, cold, and almost a little soft.

According to Li Jia's cultivation, even if he was injured, it was impossible to beat himself to this extent, and the only thing that could cause this effect was the newly worn finger sleeve on Li Jia's hand.

Mo Liqing realized the power of the finger sleeve, no need for Li Jia's high martial arts, Mo Liqing himself had a lot of scruples, if he fell, the gang behind him would definitely not escape death!

And once you have scruples, then the momentum will be much weaker, and the more Mo Liqing fights, the more he will be on defense, and he will not dare to let go of his hands and feet to attack.

"What's the matter?General Mo Liqing?!" Li Jia's offensive became more and more ferocious, "Could it be a dignified general." I'm still afraid that I won't be the leader of a four-wheeled city defense army?!"

Mo Liqing gritted his teeth, feeling the pressure from the Qingfeng Sword, staring at Li Jia and saying, "You finger crest." What the hell is it?!"

When Li Jia heard this, he glanced at Mo Liqing's Qingfeng Sword, and said with a fierce smile in his hand: "Demon General's sword is not bad, but I'm afraid it's half a point worse than my finger set!, otherwise how can I have a chance to make a move?"

Mo Liqing's expression became more and more gloomy, his Qingfeng Sword was found from an immortal trace, and he never knew what grade Lu Dao was, but as long as he used the Qingfeng Sword to make a move. It is not as strong as the level of the immortal Su Qingsang, and it can generally exert great power.

And now, Li Jia, who is in front of him for four rounds. It was with a pair of finger sleeves that he could suppress his strength by half a point, which shows that what Li Jia said was true, the grade of the finger sleeve was indeed stronger than the Qingfeng Sword.

In the distance, Zuo Doma saw that Li Jia had the upper hand. immediately shouted at everyone. "Shoot arrows! Shoot me arrows! Shoot one to death!"

Many horse team soldiers listened to the order, took off the longbow on their horses, set up arrows and aimed at a few people around Mo Liqing.

Seeing this, Mo Liqing was about to sweep the wind wall to protect everyone, but Li Jia slammed on top of Mo Liqing's moves, suppressing Mo Liqing so that he could not protect the wind and leave them behind.

"Shoot!"

Zuo Thomas shouted loudly, and the sound of swishing came and went, and hundreds of arrows disappeared in the night sky. Mo Liqing was blocked by Li Jia and could not be rescued.

"Run!" said Mo Liqing furiously. Towards the wind, Zi Delirium and Attentive Speech roared wildly.

Seeing that the arrow in the air was about to fall, Feng Wuzhi grabbed Ziyu, "Protect your intentions!"

With that, Feng Wuxian suddenly got up, stretched out his arms, and suddenly a violent electric current burst out from him!

Feng Wuzhi's hand made Li Jia and Mo Liqing stunned, but they didn't expect a round of young students to have this ability.

"Feather Clan Bloodline......" Mo Liqing gritted his teeth and muttered, "There are only two rounds of transformation, and it can't be done!

Li Jia came back to his senses, felt the breath of the wind, sneered disdainfully, didn't take him seriously at all, and continued to attack Mo Liqing.

And here, as the current spreads, the pure black feathers on the surface of Feng Wu's body are like a feather coat, covering from head to toe, and the face is densely covered with fine black feathers, only revealing a pair of eyes that flicker with cyan fluorescence in the dark night.

"Whoosh ......"

The sharp arrow broke through the air, and with a wave of the arm covered with black feathers, the electric current covered with the feathers instantly triggered the convergence of thunderclouds between heaven and earth, and dozens of thunderbolts fell wildly from the clouds, directly falling a thunder wall around everyone!

"Whew......!"

This thunder wall took shape at the moment when the sharp arrows fell, directly breaking up the long arrows in the air and flying around. And the thunder wall also submerged into the ground in a series of electric currents......

The soldiers who were shooting arrows around saw the scene of thunderclouds in the air and thunder falling down, and they were also a little weak for a while.

Zuo Doma could see the depth of the wind, and smiled, "Listen to the order! Shoot again! I see how many rounds he can hold!"

"Whoosh!"

Another round of salvo fire, hundreds of arrows scattered densely down, the blue light flashed in the eyes of the wind, the arm waved, and another round of thunder, crushing the long arrows shot and scattering!

"Let go of me!" Shi Hao was trapped by the soldiers, gritting his teeth and roaring, but these soldiers also had a round of peak or second round of cultivation, and there were many people, and Shi Hao couldn't break free at all.

"Hmph, shoot again!" Zuo Thomas snorted coldly, and the longbow was set up again, and hundreds of people aimed at the wind and pulled the bowstring vigorously!

Feng Wuji's chest began to rise and fall slightly, and there was no thunder on the black feathers on his body, but some feathers began to slowly fall off......

"Crazy, can you hold on?!" Zi said urgently.

"Yes...... Yes!" Feng Wuxian spoke with a wheezing voice, and Li Jia, who was not far away, threw a sneer, and said to the tired and defensive Mo Liqing: "Isn't General Mo Liqing claiming to kill all the demon clans?

Mo Liqing was silent, gritting his teeth and fighting back.

Left Thomas waved his hand, "Shoot!"

"Whoosh!"

In the third round of salvo, Feng Wuji gritted his teeth, summoned thunderclouds, waved his hand to exhaust the Yuan Force in his body, and lowered the third round of thunder wall!

"Boom!"

The thunder splashed everywhere, and the dense rain of arrows collided together, and it was obvious that the thunder was no longer enough to split the arrows, and could only barely shake them away.

"Maniac!"

Zi Yu shouted urgently, and the green light of the demon rite swept away, only to see that the black feathers on the wind were almost dissipated, turning into bits of blue light and dissipating in the air. The thunderclouds in the sky quickly subsided, and a trace of thunder-type immortal power that the wind could bring was completely gone.

Feng Wuyu stood in place, shook slightly, and then fell straight down, and the quilt was quickly catched.

"General, how can you be distracted during the battle?!" Li Jia shouted violently, taking advantage of the moment when Mo Liqing was distracted, one hand of the dragon scale claw fingers swept away the Qingfeng Sword, and the other hand directly poked at Mo Liqing's chest.

Mo Liqing was shocked and turned around to defend, but Li Jia suddenly changed direction and grabbed the wind not far away.

Sensing the sharp change in Li Jia's moves, Mo Liqing was seriously injured and exhausted, and he was powerless to stop it, only to see Li Jia grabbing Feng Wuzhi with one hand, Feng Wuzhi was paralyzed, and his eyes were staring into the distance blankly.

"I'll cut off this kid's hand first, in order to avenge the humiliation in the Jinao School Palace!" Li Jia's eyes flashed with a fierce dark light, and he was about to draw towards the wind!

"You let him go!"

Hearing a loud shout, Li Jia turned sideways not far away, and Zi Yu was covered with an earthy yellow ice crystal light shield, and slammed directly towards Li Jia.

"Bang!"

Li Jia turned around indifferently, raised his hand and opened it, and the light shield instantly hit Li Jia's palm, without moving.

"You little cubs of the first round, you really don't know what to do!" Li Jia pinched his hand, and there was a crisp sound of "Woo", and the shield around Zi Delirium immediately shattered, breaking into a little fluorescent and disappearing.

And without waiting for Zi Yu to come back to his senses, Li Jia's free hand grabbed Zi Yu, and with the other hand, he pinched the wind and threw the two of them towards Zuo Duoma!

At this time, Mo Liqing's attack had already arrived in front of Li Jia, but it couldn't recover the wind and delusion that had been thrown away.

"Damn!" Mo Liqing shouted angrily, Li Jia didn't have time to turn around to defend, and the side of the Qingfeng Sword was thrown on Li Jia's back by Mo Liqing.

"Poof!"

Six rounds of attacks, even if they are seriously injured, are definitely not comparable to four rounds, without the strong power of the dragon scale claw to block, Li Jia ate a blow from Mo Liqing, and was directly blasted into the ground, smashing countless gravel!

"Let them go! I won't kill Li Jia!" Mo Liqing stepped forward and stepped directly on Li Jia's head. The sword just now didn't kill Li Jia with the blade, but knocked him down with the back of the sword, and it was at this moment that Mo Liqing was for.

The soldiers behind Zuo Doma have already captured Zi Yu and Feng Wuzhi, no matter how much Zi Yu struggles, he doesn't have enough strength, and Feng Wuji can't see with his eyes, so he can only stay silent at this time, trying not to cause trouble for Mo Liqing.

"General Li, do you want to let it go?" Zuo Doma glanced at Li Jia respectfully.

"Don't let it go!" Li Jia was trampled on the ground by Mo Liqing, and gasped.

"Looking for death!" The Demon Rite Qingfeng Sword was directly against the back of Li Jia's head, and the Qingyan on the Qingfeng Sword was rolling with a cold and hot strange aura, constantly burrowing into Li Jia's skin, making him tremble all over.

"The magic weapon given by Phoenix Mountain has another wonderful use!" Li Jia gasped and sneered: "Today I will let you see, what is the fairy treasure!"

With that, Li Jia raised his hands and pressed his claws heavily on the ground. (To be continued......)