As the ice pick rains down from the sky, the fire dragon and lightning follow suit.

Wu Ling was taken aback, he knew about Huaxia cultivators, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to send out three spells at the same time, which is too BT.

He subconsciously felt that the lethality of the fire dragon should be the strongest, so he put all his energy on it.

As everyone knows, the strongest is the ice pick, then the lightning, and Zuihou is the fire dragon.

Boom......

The icicle slammed into his back, making a sound similar to a hammer hitting rotten wood, followed by lightning.

The witch managed to dodge the dragon, but was hit by an ice pick and a lightning bolt, and the pieces of the ice pick scattered in all directions, and the arc of silver snakes raged on him.

Qin Feng was happy, he didn't expect to succeed so easily, after all, the other party was a race he didn't understand, which made him more confident.

It is not polite to treat international friends, and a stack of charms appeared in his hand.

If other cultivators saw this, they would definitely scold him for being a loser, even if these charms were all things that didn't cost money, they couldn't be so wasteful.

For a while, lightning and fire dragons flew one after another, and the witch spirit couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while, although he waved the bone staff in his hand impenetrable, but he still suffered blows one after another.

Besides, on Isabella's side, two figures, one black and one white, fought in one place, and because the movements of the two were very fast, there was an afterimage.

Bang bang ......

The beautiful instructor was punched in the lower abdomen, but she kicked the other party, and the two quickly separated, and after stabilizing their figures, they looked at each other alertly.

The witch spirit is indeed the nemesis of the blood clan, and in the process of fighting, Isabella feels restrained at every turn.

"Chatter, blood woman, you just accept your fate. The man laughed very ugly: "Unless you have the rank of earl or above, otherwise, if you encounter our witch spirit cult people, there is only one way to die." However, for everyone's sake, as long as you don't get entangled, I'll consider letting you go. ”

"Are you that good?" asked the beautiful instructor with suspicion.

Wu Ling snorted: "I will do what I say, of course, if you are suspicious, then I can't help it." ”

The beautiful instructor immediately understood his true thoughts, and said with a sneer: "You are afraid that our fight will be too fierce and attract Huaxia cultivators, so you don't want to be my enemy, right?"

Wu Ling was guessed what he was thinking, but he said stiffly: "What do I have to be afraid of, the blood clan and the cultivation realm are feuding, and there has never been a conflict with our Wu Ling Sect, even if they appear, they will fight with you." ”

"Really?" The beautiful instructor's expression became even colder, and she said, "In the eyes of the cultivation realm, anyone who does not belong here is a foreign race and will suffer the most severe blows, are you their friend?"

"Less nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

"That's exactly what I want to tell you!"

The two pounced on each other at the same time, and their fighting style was a real fist to the flesh, it depends on who can carry it better, and who can laugh Zuihou.

On the other side, Qin Feng used up the talisman in his hand, and in less than two minutes, he used almost thirty.

The bone staff in Wu Ling's hand was like a windmill, and after a fire dragon disappeared, he stopped suddenly, pointed the top of the bone staff at Qin Feng, and shouted out in his mouth: "Wow, you chirp......"

Sou......

A ball of energy the size of a golf ball flew out, and Qin Dashao immediately began to dodge.

But the energy ball was so flexible that he couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only watch it crash on him.

Rumble......

The ball burst open, and he was blown upside down, and the energy shield was completely useless after the explosion.

"MD!" he cursed, getting up from the ground, and before he could fight back, he heard the familiar "Wow and you chirp......"

I'll take a break, Lao Tzu will hide in Xiaoding's head office!

As the saying goes, if you eat a trench, you will grow wiser, buddy has already suffered a loss, will you be stupid enough to continue to resist with your body?

The next second, he lay on the grass, frowning and muttering to himself, "Wow, you're chirping...... What kind of spell is this, why does it sound so much like I cut your-chicken, I grass, it's really quite similar! Nima, can you not make such a disturbing spell. ”

A few minutes later, he flew out of Xiaoding quietly.

The witch spirit outside is looking around like a fly without a head, he really can't figure it out, a big living person will disappear if he can't say it, is the cultivator really that powerful?

Click...... Swish......

A bolt of lightning struck him in the back with precision, followed by a swift flying sword, leaving a deep wound in his waist that was visible to the bone.

Yay, got it!

Qin Da Shao was overjoyed and immediately commanded the flying sword to continue the attack.

"Wow and you ......"

"Wow and ......"

"Wow, you're ......"

Now that he already knew that this sentence was a spell, how could Qin Dashao watch the other party recite it, he used his flying sword to adopt harassment tactics, and he could always interrupt the enemy at the most critical time.

"Next, it's time for me to cut your chicken-chicken!" he muttered an icicle incantation.

In the sky, a huge ice cone more than three meters long quickly grew larger and longer as he continued to chant the incantation, and soon exceeded five meters.

Sou......

"Wow, you're ......"

Boom......

The witch spirit was still a step slower, and the icicle stabbed him in the ribs fiercely, and under the tremendous force, he was sent flying.

The icicle shattered one by one, and the flying sword followed, successfully stabbing into the wound it had created.

Burst......

Most of the sword stabbed in, piercing the witch spirit in the abdomen, and then pinning him to the ground.

When he was attacked by an ice pick, his bone staff had already flown away, and after his body hit the ground, he hurriedly grabbed the hilt of the sword and tried to pull it out, but he couldn't do it.

The flying sword is not an ordinary weapon, it only listens to the orders of its master.

Qin Dashao descended from the sky, stepped on the neck of the witch spirit, and said with a smile: "How about it, have you seen the power of the cultivators? As a Huaxia person, I want to give you, a guest, a chance to live, provided that you need to answer me a question." ”

"Let's exchange questions!" he shouted.

"Go to Nima's exchange, is it good that Lao Tzu has the upper hand now. He stepped on the other party's shoulder blade and said coldly: "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?" Listen, my question is, who asked you to kill me, say the name of that person, I will consider letting you go." ”

The witch spirit gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you! Moreover, what I want to say is that the witch spirit can't be killed, so don't waste your efforts, haha!"

"Really?" Qin Feng looked down at his wound, and sure enough, no blood flowed out.

Think this way, my brother won't be able to redeem you?

He unhurriedly took out the dagger Firefall, and when the cold light on the blade flashed, there was a trace of fear in the eyes of the witch spirit.