On the wasteland of loess everywhere, a gust of wind blew and raised the yellow dust in the sky, the two figures stood opposite each other a hundred meters apart, the hair, face, and clothes of the two were covered with a layer of loess, and the sun gradually turned from white to red, covering the two with a layer of faint golden brilliance, looking from a distance, it looked like two terracotta warriors and horses wearing gold armor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why didn't you run away?"

"I don't want to run anymore!"

"Why?"

"Because it's easier to kill you!"

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

The two laughed at the same time, one voice was full of disdain, the other voice was full of confidence, some loess shook off the two of them, and wanted to fly up with the wind, but unfortunately it only flew out of half a meter and fell to the ground, so I had to wait for the next strong wind to come.

"Shoot, I'll give you a chance to strike first, because this will be your last!"

"Really?"

There was silence between the two again, and after a long time, the silence remained, as if it would go on forever, but at this moment, a whirlwind flew from a distance wrapped in a large amount of dust and sand, and suddenly the figures of the two were drowned in yellow dust and smoke.

The dust and smoke drifted away with the wind, but the figures of the two were already together!

'Sizzle' The black tip of the spear rotated and stabbed at the tip of Bai Yeao's nose, Bai Yeao tilted his head slightly, and a lightless explosion exploded on the ground more than ten meters away behind him, the sneer on the corner of Bai Yeao's mouth just cocked, but the tip of the spear suddenly disappeared, and then dozens of golden and black dragon heads appeared in front of him, sealing all the directions that his head could move, except for retreating.

"The light of the glowing fire also dares to compete with the sun and the moon!" Bai Ye sneered, his hands wrapped in white light bent into claws, ignoring the oncoming dragon head, and poked straight into the other party's throat.

Wu Fan looked at the two claws with a solemn expression, it was obvious that the distance between him and Bai Yeao was more than one and a half meters, but for some reason, these claws gave him the feeling that they would definitely catch him, and it was before his gun hit the opponent's head.

This weird feeling is really a bit unreasonable, but Wu Fan knows that it is not an illusion.

'Whoosh' two finger-thick white light shot out from the snow band-aid in Wu Fan's eyebrows, and at a speed several times faster than his claws, it instantly surpassed the dragon head turned by the tip of the spear, and went straight to Bai Yeao's eyes.

Bai Yeao didn't dodge, but just shook his shoulders, stimulated his body protection qi, and continued to rush towards the white light.

Wu Fan's eyes flashed, and he drew his gun without hesitation and retreated, the dragon head turned by the tip of the gun disappeared in an instant, and a whirring and spinning windmill stood in front of his claws, and at the same time, Wu Fan's feet retreated back again and again.

Two rays of white light collided with the body protection qi, turning into two puffs of light smoke and dissipating into the air, Bai Ye raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised that Wu Fan could make such an accurate judgment, he believed that before him, Wu Fan, who had just been promoted to a military general, should not have fought with the half-step martial emperor.

What he didn't expect was that in his previous life, Wu Fan, who was already a military general, not only fought with the half-step Martial Emperor, but also more than once. Therefore, when Wu Fan saw Bai Ye's pale golden body protection qi, he immediately knew that his soul attack might lose its effect.

When you reach the realm of a military general, you can stimulate the protective body of the Gang Qi Hood, but the Gang Qi Mask of the newly promoted military general is approximately transparent white, when the realm is higher, the color of the Gang Qi Mask will gradually deepen and transform to gold, as for after becoming the Martial Emperor, whether the Gang Qi Mask will completely turn into gold, Wu Fan does not know.

However, he knew how strong the pale golden aura was, so in line with caution, he still chose to retreat as soon as possible.

Wu Fan retreated, but Bai Yeao would not let him go like this, and followed him like a shadow, the distance between the two was not widened, but there was a tendency to get smaller and smaller. As for the spear dance windmill in front of him, Bai Yeao didn't pay attention to it at all, his claws were wrong, his right hand was behind, and his left hand was in front, and he accurately buckled the gun body in the shadows, and the windmill suddenly disintegrated and dissipated.

Bai Ye smiled arrogantly and his right hand reached out again, and the left hand that grabbed the body of the gun was about to be brought into his arms, when he suddenly found the strange smile on Wu Fan's face, he was shocked, and he couldn't care if he would miss such a good opportunity, his left hand turned into a claw, and he secretly vomited and pushed out.

The sharp palm power roared, Wu Fan suddenly retreated more than a dozen steps, his chest swelled, his throat almost spurted out, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Bai Yeao was not only a half-step Martial Emperor, but probably the kind of person who took more than half a step among the half-step Martial Emperors, and his internal strength was far greater than that of the opponents of the same level he had encountered in his previous life.

The so-called half-step Martial Emperor refers to the six-round generals who have impacted the realm of the Martial Emperor, although they have failed, their own strength is no longer comparable to that of ordinary generals. And now it seems that Bai Yeao should have tried to break through Emperor Wu more than once.

This guess made Wu Fan's heart sink slightly, but the arrow was ready, he still had to give it a try. After forcibly fixing his figure, Wu Fan did not take this opportunity to widen the distance between him and Bai Yeao, but instead ran through his right arm, the Aoyang spear in his hand spun again, and with a kick of his feet, the person followed the gun and stabbed straight towards Bai Yeao, who was already standing more than a dozen steps away.

Facing Wu Fan, who had retreated, Bai Yeao did not react, no, it should be said that there was a reaction, the tightly locked eyebrows flattened the wrinkles on his face a little, although he did not hold his head and scream, but the pain on his face was undoubtedly revealed, and his originally radiant eyes became even more dim.

This is the reason why Wu Fan dared to give it a try, and just as Bai Yeao grabbed his Aoyang spear, a soul attack drilled into the opponent's left hand along the body of the spear, and rushed to his mind along his left arm.

Wu Fan's soul attack was not strong, he had never deliberately cultivated spiritual power, but he found a trick that other soul martial artists did not have, that is, spiritual power could also run along the meridians.

It is said that this is nothing, it can even be said to be a trick of chicken ribs, the greatest effect of spiritual power along the meridians is nothing more than from other parts of the body, no longer limited to the eyebrows or eyes, but in this way, the spiritual weapon treasure can no longer play a role, not to mention how much damage can be caused to the opponent without the spiritual power of the treasure bonus, it is good to reach the opponent's mind.

But Wu Fan is no one else, this trick that is too bad for others is too useful for him, because his meridians are different from others, just like spiral true qi, he can also use the veins to send out spiral spiritual power.

The soul attack is fighting across the mountain, I am afraid that only Wu Fan can do it on the entire earth, and Bai Yeao will be the first to experience it.

This is a secret that Wu Fan wants to keep, if it weren't for the determination and confidence he had to kill Bai Yeao, he wouldn't use it easily.

Although Bai Yeao's mind was as painful as a knife stirring, as a senior half-step martial emperor, he could still barely maintain a trace of clarity, of course, this trace of clarity could not do anything, at most he watched Wu Fan rush over, watching the jet-black spear stabbing at him.

'When!' The tip of the gun hit the gas shield, making a sound of metal colliding, and the cover shook violently, but it finally stopped, and a circle of ripples swept away from the tip of the gun, and Bai Yeao's heart was slightly lowered.

'Ding Ding Ding ......' But at this moment, the black tip of the spear disappeared again, and before Bai Yeao could lift his heart, dozens of golden and black dragon heads appeared again, dotted on the gas mask and turned back into the tip of the spear, and a series of sounds knocked on Bai Yeao's heart like a death knell. (To be continued.) )