It was already raining heavily, but the southeast corner of White Star City was still blazing, and the fire was increasing instead of decreasing.

"Armor!"

Seeing that his sneak attack was successful, but the person in front of him was not pierced, but was just shot out, without a drop of blood flowing, Feng Wuchen couldn't help frowning.

His all-out blow failed to hurt this Liu Ziwei, which shows that the armor on the latter's body is much higher than the level of the sleeveless black soft armor of the Broken Arm Girl, and it is estimated that it is at least a first-order mid-grade magic weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wuchen immediately broke out in a cold sweat, with his current strength, it was difficult to break this armor!

Liu Ziwei got up from the ground in one fell swoop, his movements were a little sluggish, like a clumsy big bear, thinking that the blow just now still had some effect on him.

He didn't care about the pain in his body, and he didn't have time to check his injuries, and stared at Feng Wuchen with a shocked face, as if he saw the sun rising at night: "You...... Is it a repair...... Taxi?"

"Monk?" Zhong Ziyong and Jiang Jiong also involuntarily tightened their hearts, and they were shocked for seven points and timidity for three points.

Feng Wuchen was silent, the movements in his hands were as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he took out a handful of steel nails and hit them with a flick of his hand.

Before the two "whoosh" sounds fell, the two self-vigilant men fell uncontrollably into the muddy water before they could figure out what the situation was.

The crimson blood was gurgling and mixed with the rain, and the smell of blood was so sick that it made people want to be sick.

Seeing this, Liu Ziwei's heart was a little shocked, a little joyful and a little worried.

He was shocked that the kid opposite was too weird, and he was happy to catch this guy, and the credit must be not small, but he was sad that he was not completely sure of winning this kid.

With a sharp turn of thought, Liu Ziwei subconsciously frowned, wiped a handful of rain from his face, was ruthless, and ordered everyone: "Everyone go together!"

Liu Ziwei's subordinates had always been afraid of his obscenity, and when they saw him speak, although they knew that there was danger, they still rushed forward with a big knife.

And Liu Ziwei himself stood outside the battle circle with a gloomy face, holding the talisman in his hand and silently using Xuangong, while watching Feng Wuchen's every move, waiting for the latter to reveal his flaws and give him a fatal blow.

The wind was dustless and energetic, concentrating on fighting with more than a dozen big men.

The other party is full of people, and he is weak, but Feng Wuchen not only showed a little timidity, but became more and more courageous, but he couldn't get out for a while.

I saw that the two big men took advantage of the wind and dustless to respond, and at the same time, one left and one right, used a move to "split Huashan", and slashed at his head with great force.

The cold knife was even more terrifying in the rolling thunder, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen's head would be cut apart like a watermelon.

The owner of the watermelon, the wind is dustless, his face is expressionless, and he doesn't see any big movements, he still fights with the two people in front of him in his own way, and it seems that the quality of the watermelon on his neck has nothing to do with him.

At that time, Feng Wuchen's heart was like a mirror, and the attack of the big knife, as well as the fists and feet of the two people in front of him were all in his expectation.

Just when the big knife slashed at the tip of his hair, I saw him suddenly half-squatting and making a move "dragon and phoenix playing monkey".

The so-called monkey dragon frolicking is the three tricks of "golden rooster independence", "monkey stealing peach", and "dragon out of the water".

This move was made by the wind and dust, only to see him standing on one leg steadily, it was the golden rooster independent; his body quickly half squatted, temporarily escaped from the two big knives on his head, the right leg connected the point, in front of the two of the second, the pain made the other two scream again and again, on the ground kept twitching, it was the monkey stealing the peach; finally he flattened out his fists at the same time on the left and right, the momentum sank vigorously, with a sharp sound of cracking silk, in the middle of the lower abdomen of the left and right people, so that they flew upside down with knives at the same time, such as a kite that suddenly broke the line, it was the dragon out of the water.

The owner of the big knife snorted at the same time, and blood spurted incessantly, all over the yard.

Seeing this, Liu Ziwei was overjoyed, and his joy was naturally not that Feng Wuchen was killing all directions, but that Feng Wuchen finally showed a big flaw this time, and his chest was exposed.

Liu Ziwei wasted no time in raising the talisman in his hand, pushed it towards Feng Wuchen's chest, and shouted in his mouth: "Stone spear technique!"

Before the shouting was finished, a yellow stone spear more than a foot long came out of the talisman in response, the spearhead glowed with a metallic luster, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, like a yellow lightning bolt stabbed at the unsuspecting Feng Wuchen, and it was about to give him a chill.

Although Feng Wuchen has been paying attention to Liu Ziwei's every move, the corner of his eye has never left Liu Ziwei, and the whole process of the latter's pulling out and using talismans has not been hidden from his eyes, and he has always been on guard against the latter.

But when he saw that the incoming stone spear was so sharp, he couldn't help but be a little shocked and panicked.

Fortunately, Feng Wuchen can barely be regarded as a person who has been killed for a long time, and in the face of this powerful blow, although he panicked in his heart, his movements on his body were not chaotic.

I saw that he was on both feet, and a big man lying at his right foot was kicked out by him and flew straight towards the stone spear. Then, a big man at his left foot also flew out.

Flying in the air, letting the raindrops lap on their bodies, Jiang Jiong and Zhong Ziyong didn't care, all they cared about was the stone spear in front of them.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the stone spear, and that they could do nothing but shout, their faces immediately lost a little blood, and they couldn't help but want to cry bitterly.

Tears were still rolling in their eyes, and the big mouths of the two of them were blocked by the fishy, sticky, and sweet blood......

Looking at the stone spear again, although this big guy has pierced through two people, its power has only decreased slightly, that is, it is so imperceptible, still with the anger of the travertine piercing gold, and stabbed at Feng Wuchen without changing its direction.

At this time, the stone spear had arrived, and the strong wind blew the wind-free face with a faint pain, blowing so that he couldn't open his eyes.

He had no way to escape, so he could only bite the bullet, hurriedly took out the talisman that he had been holding in his right hand, and whispered: "Qingteng Technique!"

It turned out that Feng Wuchen had always prevented Liu Ziwei from making trouble, and he had been holding a green vine talisman in his hand.

Before the voice fell, the long green vines suddenly came out of the talisman in Feng Wuchen's right hand.

At the last moment, the long green vines were wrapped around the stone spears that pierced straight in the face of the rain.

One is rigid and one is soft, one is hard and one is soft, looking at the power of both sides, the long vine seems to be unable to stop the stone spear for a long time, and even breaks when it touches.

What made everyone unbelievable was that just such a soft and weak long vine had successfully blocked the seemingly unstoppable stone spear.

In fact, it is not by chance that this green vine talisman can block the stone spear talisman, because the two are originally first-order low-grade talismans of comparable strength, and in terms of spiritual power attributes, this green rattan talisman also restrains the stone spear talisman.

Therefore, this hastily issued green vine talisman steadily blocked the attack of this stone spear.

However, after using this green vine talisman, Feng Wuchen really felt pain for a while.

The talisman was very precious, he didn't have a few, and he had to use all kinds of methods to get it from his master.

Before Feng Wuchen could breathe a sigh of relief, Liu Ziwei suddenly squatted down and slapped the ground violently, splashing a pool of blood-smelling muddy water, he didn't care, and shouted: "Earth Thorn Technique!"

Immediately after, the yellow light in his hand flashed and disappeared to the ground.

Feng Wuchen knew that this earth thorn technique was a first-order low-grade spell, although the rank was not too high, but the power was not small, and he couldn't help but turn pale.

He quickly transferred his spiritual power to his feet, tapped the ground with his toes, and jumped far away onto the only willow tree in the yard.

Before he could stand on his feet, four or five sharp stone thorns broke through the rain curtain and shot into the air, crackling the raindrops on the ground.

Liu Ziwei frowned, lifted his spirits, raised his palm again and slapped the ground, and launched another earth stabbing technique.

The wind is dustless and runs Xuangong, and his hands are glowing blue and green at the same time, and he plans to use Yourong Gong to fight with Liu Ziwei well.

"New Green Ground!"

With the soft groan of Feng Wuchen blurted out, the willow tree shook a few times, and suddenly pulled out a lot of wicker from the ground, and directly entangled with the stone spear that shot out.

Inexplicably shocked, Liu Ziwei was shocked to find that there were suddenly a few more wickers under his feet. This discovery was really unexpected, originally he estimated that Feng Wuchen's cultivation was not as good as his own, but it was really hard to say that the first-order low-grade spell he cast really didn't have this power.

Stabilizing his mind, he hurriedly used another spell, a first-order mid-grade spell, "Yellow Sand is Long".

Suddenly, all the rain around him was gone, the muddy ground turned into dry yellow sand, and the green streaks that had just been pulled out of the geography were all withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, they were completely gone.

Liu Ziwei became more and more courageous, his fists were linked, the wind was everywhere, and the yellow sand was great.

In the small courtyard, although the rain is pouring down, it is also full of yellow sand.

With an earth-shattering thunderclap, a loud shout came from the sandang: "Death to the boy......"