Chapter Ninety-Five: Defeat!

"Good guy, it's really strong enough. ”

When Jin Wujian saw this scene, he was shocked.

Although he knew that Chen Ziang's strength was not weak, he did not expect the other party to react so quickly and easily block his fatal blow.

With a horizontal heart in his heart, Jin Wuqian carried Yuan Gong again, the war horse under his crotch scurried out of all four hooves, and jumped out of the air for more than three zhang, and he had already pounced in front of Chen Ziang, and the spear in his hand turned into thousands of spears, heading towards Chen Ziangzha.

"The strength of this guy is indeed amazing, and it is by no means the same level as Anqiu. ”

Chen Ziang felt the wind blowing in his face, and immediately became nervous, his eyes flashed with Chinese colors, and he saw the spear clearly, and the sword in his hand was pointed out again and again, "bang bang" several times, although he tried his best to stagger the tip of the spear to protect himself, but the sword in his hand showed cracks, and it was difficult to hold it for a long time.

This move is too energy-consuming, and there is no way to fight back in a disadvantaged place, and if it continues, I am afraid that it will die.

Seeing the moment when the other party returned to strength, Chen Ziang made another extreme move, "Yuyu Eight Decisive - Ling Xiao!" I saw that among the sharp swords, thousands of thorns suddenly appeared, and the light was dazzling like a bright sun, making it difficult to look at directly.

Jin Wujian suddenly felt a tingling in his eyes, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and the gun in his hand was leaked, revealing the gap of the boss.

Chen Ziang seized the opportunity, stomped on the ground with both feet, his body was as fast as lightning, and he escaped directly from the sword net.

The spear suddenly lost its target, and slammed into the stone paved ground, shattering a rock the size of a millstone.

"Good fellow, but good at dodging. ”

When he came back to his senses, Jin Wujian suddenly heard the endless sound of wind around him, and the spear suddenly looked back, protecting the key points around his body.

Even though the sword qi attacked his body, Jin Wujian picked up the spear in his hand like a shield, and even though the sword qi had the ability to break gold and jade, it could not kill.

However, the war horse under the crotch jumped up directly.

Jin Wuqian was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought: "What's the matter?" Then he felt that the war horse under his crotch was weak, and he took himself directly to the ground, and suddenly shouted in his heart: "Oops, his target is not me, but the war horse under my crotch!"

When he opened his eyes, Jin Wujian felt that his eyesight had recovered slightly.

As soon as his ears moved, he immediately noticed the attack on the long sword, and the spear in his hand aimed at the target and shot out again, and the opponent with the momentum of the gun had to retreat.

"Humph!"

Jin Wujian sneered: "You really have some skills, but it's a pity that you can't kill me with these alone!"

"Perhaps, but since I am standing here, I will definitely not spare you. Chen Ziang raised the sword in his hand, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

Since the other party is obsessed and does not regret it, then he can only use thunderous means to completely cut off the evil deeds of the absolute party.

Jin Wuqian snorted coldly: "Can't spare me, I think I can't spare you this time!" As soon as the words fell, he raised the spear in his hand and killed Chen Ziang directly.

The spear was like a dragon, and it rolled up gusts of wind, shaking the walls next to it and sending a lot of dust down.

Chen Ziang was nervous in his heart, knowing that this move was unavoidable, so he had to swing his sword to resist.

"Buzz!"

The tip of the sword was the tip of the gun, and the sharp sound was as piercing as a silver needle, which was unbearable.

"Kill!"

Jin Wujian saw that the spear was resisted, and suddenly let out a low shout, Zhenyuan urged again, his arm was thick and strong, the spear was straight in an instant, the sword was unbearable, and the "card rub" cracked several times.

Chen Ziang couldn't stand it, he vomited a few points of vermilion with a "fart", and took a few steps back again and again, and it was easy to stabilize his figure.

Seeing that the other party still had the power to resist, Jin Wujian was surprised in his heart, but how could the revenge of killing his wife be taken lightly?

The spear in his hand danced again, turning into thousands of raindrops, like a raging storm, crackling towards Chen Ziang.

Chen Ziang was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Oops!"

After a fierce battle before, he had already consumed most of his physical strength, and now that he was exhausted, how could he resist Jin Wuji's stormy attack?

couldn't hold up a few moves, but I saw the sword in Chen Ziang's hand "bang", and it was broken directly from the hilt.

After several battles, the sword made of a hundred steels could not withstand the attacks of the two powerhouses after all, and it was destroyed.

Despite this, Chen Ziang smiled, and only waved his hand with a sword, and the fragments gathered one after another, shouting: "Yuyu Eight Decisions - Return to Dust." ”

The true yuan was like a tide, surging into the fragments, and the fragments were as bright as stars for a while, and they flew out in an instant, taking gold without missing their lives.

Jin Wujian was stunned for a moment, and naturally knew that if he took this move head-on, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, so he hurriedly collected his gun and returned to help, although he blocked most of the fragments in time, but several cracks were also drawn on his body, and the wound was really unbearable.

With this opportunity, Chen Ziang finally gained some time, but his breath was thick and impatient, and he was obviously seriously injured.

In the distance, Jin Wujian looked at Chen Ziang, and couldn't help but praise: "Even though you are in danger, you still have such a fighting spirit? You guy, sure enough, you are stubborn, and you can support it until now? It's a pity, how can the revenge of killing your wife be so easily abandoned?" The spear in his hand was raised again, but he didn't intend to stop there.

"In the same way, I will give you the same tribute!"

Clenching his hand to break the sword, Chen Ziang's eyes condensed together, and he looked at the gold without defects.

After using the ultimate move several times in a row, the true element in his body has been depleted a lot and is almost exhausted, if he escapes from this place, it will be no longer possible, and now he can only give up his life!

With his mind down, Chen Ziang threw the remnant sword in his hand into his mouth, and then urged the remnants of his strength, and shouted: "Yuyu Eight Decisions - Xingyun!"

In an instant, the remnant sword absorbed thousands of winds and sand, turned into a sharp sword that soared into the sky, like a cannonball, and shot directly towards the distance.

Jin Wujian shouted: "In that case, then let me see your strength, how long can you support the ground?" The tip of the gun slashed at the ground, and he shouted: "The dragon shoots - splitting the ground!"

Where the spear blade slashed, countless floors were all shattered, but with the turn of the gun, it was the same cohesion, turning into a spear made of stone, and it was also directly encountered.

"Boom!"

The sword was against the spear, and all the energy in it burst open, and the rubble flew and smashed the entire ground into potholes, and the houses next to it could not support it, and collapsed with a bang, and as for the scattered dust and sand, it also covered the battlefield, making it difficult to tell how to win or lose.

The wind moves, the smoke disperses.

On the ground, Chen Ziang knelt on his legs, his whole body was stained red with blood, and he was very miserable.

And that Jin Wujian was holding a spear in his hand, looking at Chen Ziang with a complicated expression, and then ordered Wu Chen and the others who came over: "Escort him down!"

The war here was over, and Yuan Wu and Zhang De saw that Chen Ziang had been defeated, and they immediately withdrew from the city according to Chen Ziang's previous order.

Seeing the defeat of the three of them, Na Antu also knew that he could not resist Jin Wujian by himself, so he simply threw himself into Jin Wuji's command.

It's a big city, but there are corpses all over the field.

Could it be that the integration of this cottage is destined to fail?