Seeing this scene, the faces of both of them were a little gloomy.

Qin Sang took a step forward, and the young man in the strong suit immediately floated back, and then opened his bow and shot an arrow, Qin Sang had to raise his sword again to respond.

In the sky above the rift valley, one rainbow light after another continued, and the dragon composed of blue and white cold air also dissipated and revived, and neither of them could help each other.

Qin Sang also took the opportunity to shoot two Yin Thunder and some ice spikes, but he was easily dodged by the young man in the strong suit, and until now he couldn't get a step closer to the young man in the strong suit.

One spirit arrow after another, the archery skills of the young man in the strong suit were excellent, Qin Sang couldn't find a chance to run if he wanted to, and at such a long distance, Purple Soul Ling couldn't play any role.

Qin Sang obviously felt that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed at an alarming rate, but he didn't even have a chance to absorb the spirit stones and replenish the spiritual power.

However, Qin Sang had already noticed that the speed of the treasure bow condensing spirit arrows was also slowing down.

The realm of the young man in the power suit on the opposite side is one level higher than him, but this treasure bow needs to frequently condense spiritual power into arrows, and the consumption of spiritual power is far greater than that of the dragon sword.

If the stalemate continues, at this momentum, the advantage will be on their side.

As soon as this thought flashed, Qin Sang's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that after shooting an arrow, the young man in the power suit sneered at Qin Sang, and quickly took out a jade bottle in the mustard seed bag with one hand, and there were two pills in the jade bottle that Qin Sang didn't know.

The young man in the power suit swallowed one without hesitation, and his face, which was originally pale due to overdrawing spiritual power, began to slowly regain his ruddyness, and then looked at Qin Sang with a sneering face.

An elixir that can restore spiritual power!

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang couldn't help but curse in his heart, this person's foundation is too thick.

This bow is definitely the best of the best magic weapons, and the precious elixir is two when you take it, and you don't swallow it with a red face and a heartbeat, and you don't feel distressed at all.

Is this still a casual practice?

The young man in the strong suit kept one arrow after another, pressing too tightly, making it difficult for Qin Sang to get out, Qin Sang knew that it was impossible to take advantage of it if he continued like this, and his eyes couldn't help but start to wander.

At this moment, the young man in the power suit suddenly let out a soft shout, and his hands frantically gushed out of surging spiritual power, all of which were submerged into the treasure bow.

The treasure bow suddenly shone brightly, and the young man in the power suit raised the treasure bow high, his eyes glared at Qin Sang angrily, the green tendons in his arms burst out, and he pulled the bowstring hard, instantly condensing three huge spirit arrows!

"Kill!"

With a roar from the young man in the power suit, the three spirit arrows came out together, breaking through the air, and finally merged into one in mid-air.

The wind whistling from the spirit arrow rushed to the face, and the roar of the arrow seemed to have a trace of thunder, shaking the sky, and the terrifying momentum was far from being comparable to the previous few arrows, and it was coming in an instant.

Qin Sang's heart was alarmed, and the hairs on his body stood on end, the speed of this arrow was too fast, and there was no time to dodge.

Qin Sang clenched the Dragon Sword with both hands, not daring to be distracted any longer, he concentrated on urging the Dragon Sword and slashed out a sword with all his might.

The cold qi on the dragon sword was emptied at once, and the sword body was the same as Qin Sang's face, showing an abnormally pale color.

The body of the dragon is also twice as large as Fang Cai, just like a real dragon, and it is not afraid to face any challenge, and it is high-spirited!

The dragon's mouth opened angrily, the dragon roared to the sky, and swallowed the spirit arrow into its belly.

I saw a rainbow light suddenly appear in the body of the dragon, vibrating endlessly inside, as if it was fighting against the cold air, but it failed to break it.

It seems that it is the dragon that has the upper hand.

This scene greatly surprised the young man in the pretend, and he couldn't help frowning.

Qin Sang on the other end suddenly changed color, and hurriedly held the dragon sword with both hands, blocking the front door.

The next moment, only to hear a loud 'boom', the dragon exploded directly, the cold air that made up the body was blown into countless pieces, the endless cold wind raged in all directions, and the rift valleys on both sides seemed to have entered the cold winter in an instant, and a layer of frost was hung on the grass and trees.

And although that spirit arrow was much dimmer than before, it still had some strength left, and a flicker appeared in front of Qin Sang's front door, shooting the dragon sword impartially.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly, Qin Sang secretly rejoiced, only to feel a huge force attacking, his arms shook violently, and the dragon sword made a crisp snap, and the sound seemed to be wrong.

Qin Sang didn't have time to take care of these, and with this force, the figure took the opportunity to fly back, and then set up a false wind and turned his head and fled.

The young man in the strong suit was unforgiving, and raised his bow to Qin Sang again, the first arrow was dodged by Qin Sang, and he was about to shoot the second arrow, but the spirit arrow had not yet condensed and formed, and it dissipated by itself, he hurriedly turned over the bow and saw that most of the gems on it had lost their brilliance, and some even faintly cracked.

The young man in the power suit snorted angrily, slammed his arm hard, looked at Qin Sang who was fleeing quickly with a look of annoyance, rolled his eyes, put the treasure bow into the mustard seed bag, took out a pair of slender and slender double swords, and then sacrificed a cyan leaf.

The green leaves are shaped like bamboo leaves, verdant as blue, and the wind is long, and the young man in the strong suit jumps with a sword, jumps on the green leaves, and chases after him, and the speed is not slower than the wind.

The mirror array is not far from the mouth of the valley, Qin Sang walked against the wind, a few moves, and soon arrived.

Seeing that Qin Sang's speed slowed down, he thought that his spiritual power had been exhausted and he couldn't use the magic weapon, and his face just showed a touch of joy, and the bronze mirror suddenly flipped on the ground, spewing out black gas, and the young man in the power suit was full of anger and fell into the trap of the mirror array.

The fog barrier formed by the mirror array 'banged', and those bronze mirrors were also trembling, emitting a crisp trill, obviously the young man in the power suit inside was fighting back frantically.

Qin Sang held the Confusion Mirror in his hand, his expression was nervous, and when the mirror array was finally completely completed, the bronze mirror flew above the mirror array to cover it, and the mirror array stabilized.

Qin Sang breathed a long sigh of relief and touched the sweat on his forehead, fortunately, he had been prepared, otherwise in the face of such a strong enemy, I am afraid that he would have to flee for his life.

Letting the young man in the power suit struggle in the mirror array, Qin Sang suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took the dragon sword to check, this look suddenly made Qin Sang's face darken.

A striking crack appeared next to the jaw of the Dragon Sword!

I don't know if it's because of a coincidence, or if the dragon sword itself is fragile, and the dignified and superb magic weapon is so easy to break.

Qin Sang's eyes changed, the dragon sword didn't look completely broken, but before it was repaired, he didn't dare to use it again, the sword was ruined, and if it was suddenly broken during the fight, his little life might be gone.

Putting the dragon sword into the mustard seed bag, Qin Sang stared at the mirror array, thinking that a good magic weapon would be destroyed in the hands of this person like this, he was also angry in his heart, so he immediately sat down cross-legged, held the spirit stone in his hand, and summoned the ebony sword.