One Hundred and Sixty-One: Blood-stained Osmanthus Fragrance (2)
The seven or eight people behind him were a little shocked, this step Qianhuai was unharmed, and he was still unscathed, which was really incomprehensible. After all, in the face of an enemy who can't be killed, no one is willing to shoot. However, there was no call from the mysterious person in the rear, and everyone could only fight hard.
In an instant, it was ten more brilliant sword edges, and when Bu Qianhuai turned around, the Xuan Bing Gang on the single-edged sword used his strength to the extreme, blocking everyone. In the blink of an eye, the sky was full of frost, and a snowy scene quietly appeared under the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
The deafening and silent sound of collision also made Bu Qianhuai gush with a mouthful of blood. No matter how powerful the Bo Xun Immortal Golden Body is, he has no great success, not to mention that all the beings present are almost equal to his own realm, it is already very good to do this, and there may even be the peep of this innate master, this battle is difficult.
A sharp blade pierced through the surroundings and slashed through Bu Qianhuai's body, but it was only a light sound.
This is the only thing that comes to mind, after all, there are many masters of defense and body techniques. If you can't fight for a long time, you will definitely be dragged to death by exhaustion, and you will have nothing left.
Raising the true qi violently, the single-edged sword was even more cold, and his left hand slashed towards the blade, and a purple-black true qi covered the single-edged sword: "The Eight Truths of the Eternal World, the Six Extremes of Yintian, and the Judgment of the Ancients." ”
An old man's voice sounded in the crowd: "Deal with it seriously! It's the move of the Black Sin Peacock!" As the words fell, the twenty peak martial artists who surrounded him all waited seriously, as if waiting for the final counterattack of the fierce beast.
The single blade swept through the sky for a moment, and then jumped into the air lightly, while the people below were even more dignified, ordinary martial artists jumped up to definitely expose the empty door, which was tantamount to looking for death, for high-level martial artists would never make such a low-level mistake. But who is Bu Qianhuai, after some fighting, he is definitely a powerful and confident person, such a person, even more will not make this kind of mistake, so such a move is definitely not simple.
Showing the last eighty percent of his true qi, he seemed to want to dominate the enemy in one fell swoop, holding a single blade with both hands, and slashing with incomparable power: "Nine Heavens One Blow, Thousand Jun Splitting the Earth!"
Eight Rank Divine Power, the sound of internal qi is endless, but this is only an assumption, such a large amount of martial arts, one's own true qi has already reached a minimum value, this blow, is also a bet, if the bet is right, almost half of the combat power will be wiped out by oneself, if the bet is wrong, he can only rely on the defense of the Wave Ten Immortal Golden Body and the Eight Rank Divine Power and the Evil Dragon Arm to kill the bloody road, and fortunately, ............
The single blade slammed into the ground, and suddenly the ground shook, and within three feet, the ground collapsed. Several of them saw that the situation was not good, and immediately jumped out, while others who had not had time to leave suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of true qi under their feet.
Half-kneeling on the ground, he swept the collapsed ground around him with his eyes, and also showed a dangerous smile: "Die!" At the same time, what appeared with these two words was the incomparably majestic true qi roaring out from the crack in the place around Bu Qianhuai, which rushed straight to a height of one zhang, covering the people present.
On the hill in the distance, the two sat on wooden chairs, quietly watching the battle not far away.
"Look down on him! ”
"What a loss this time!"
"It's just to report it directly, but I'm more worried about how the court will hide the black sin peacock, after all...... No, he's not dead yet!" he was about to get up, but was stopped by another man waving his arm.
"True Qi is almost dissipating, even if it is an invulnerable defensive method, without the drive of True Qi, mortals are no different. I don't need you or me to do it. ”
Under the osmanthus tree, the osmanthus is fragrant, and the osmanthus fragrance is in the sword.
As the dust fell, the disbelief in the eyes of the remaining dozen or so acquired peaks and hundreds of acquired martial artists slowly lost their distance, and then they just walked helplessly towards the young talent who was like a candle in the wind.
Even if the sky is full of talents, so what? Deadly siege and killing, such a feat, even if it is the arrogant son who is the number one in the list of people today, they believe that it is only like this.
The knees who did not want to kneel on the ground, supported in this blood-stained place, looked at the eyes around them as if they were looking at the dead, although they were very unhappy in their hearts, they could only retain their physical strength.
The Eight Grades of Divine Power is a dual cultivation of the art body, and some of the eight kinds of flowers only need physical fitness, and the evil dragon arm is a simple body, not qi and art. So I still have the strength to fight.
With a sweep of his eyes, twelve of them fluctuated very much, but they were the peak strength of the day after tomorrow, and the other hundred people were almost all in the realm of the acquired Ming Qi, if there was no innate martial artist, he would definitely be able to run away!
One of them held two guns in his hand, and pointed at Bu Qianhuai: "Bu Qianhuai, your strength is not bad! But the number of fates has arrived! Respect your hero, break it yourself!"
Holding the Maple Leaf Single-edged Sword with some cracks, he smiled a little tiredly and wryly: "Let me guess what kind of force you are?"
The right hand nodded his head, as if he was thinking for a long time: "It shouldn't be the Sword Sect, right? After all, few of you use swords." That's right, the weapons are inconsistent, the martial arts are completely different, but there are so many good hands...... Hahaha, the people of the Spirit Dynasty are like this, do they love acting?"
"Don't talk too much, the night is long and you have many dreams!" the other man waved his hand and said to the man with the two guns, and then strode towards Bu Qianhuai, the cyan true qi in his right hand surging and turning into a soft palm.
The hundreds of people around also breathed a sigh of relief, this step Qianhuai is really the end of the light crossbow, otherwise this person is too terrifying, this kind of record is simply unheard of, every master who creates such a record, as long as he does not die, he will definitely be a heroic hero in the future, as long as he does not die......
Stopped in front of Bu Qianhuai, raised his right palm, and the cyan true qi rose violently, as if the green man was attacking: "Go well, don't send it! The one who kills you ......"
At the same time, Bu Qianhuai suddenly raised his head, the beasts and flowers in his eyes appeared at the same time, and the voice of the dragon roared again: "Bu Qianhuai!"
With an unexpected blow, the person who seemed to be a broken candle burst out with a power that he couldn't even achieve. Holding the sword in his left hand, clasping his head with his right hand, and with a powerful palm, suddenly the man's seven orifices were bleeding, and he was angry all over his body, and then pressed down, and everyone saw the evil bloody face, and the fear that could no longer be erased.
Under the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, hundreds of people witnessed, crazy laughter, and belligerent body, opening a new chapter in martial arts.
Holding a sword in his left hand, he swayed his right hand wantonly, and the sound of laughter made everyone's faces pale: "Hahahahaha, come on!