"Boom!"

Another fierce collision!

The fire was scorching, and everyone felt that the temperature had risen again.

The scene had become extremely chaotic, with thick black smoke obscuring people's vision, and only the swirling flames could be seen in the distance, and no one could see what was going on inside.

"That person, can he beat the general······ One soldier swallowed.

"Don't talk nonsense, how is it possible!" another soldier immediately scolded, but in the end, he was also a little weak-hearted, looking at the previous posture, their general was indeed pressed and beaten.

Ziying lay next to the black smoke, covered in cold sweat. At this time, the sharp pain in his feet had subsided, but he still couldn't let go of his hand, as long as his hand was released, there was a sharp pain again.

He tried to look inside the field, the smoke didn't affect him much, and the scene inside could be seen clearly.

That brown-clothed young man is really powerful, this set of swords is draped, and the white-clothed scholar can't stop it at all!

In the blink of an eye, he was hit by a sword, and then he was stabbed in succession! When the next sword was handed out, the white-clothed scholar barely recovered, holding his sword to block, but the next sword could not be resisted.

In just a dozen seconds when Ziying looked up, he ate at least twelve times!

But...

"Why didn't he get hurt!"

Ziying suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

This person, he actually has a transparent protective shell on his body!

Indeed, the brown-clothed young man could easily split the folding fan and short sword in his hand, but he couldn't split the transparent shell on his body! In fact, the flames were not formed by the collision of the two weapons at all, but the young man's sword was frantically slashed on the transparent shell!

Each slash sparked a layer of fire.

It can be imagined how much power is condensed on this knife.

But it didn't work, such a knife could only form a shallow trace on the protective shell of the white-clothed scholar.

"Not only is his tricks scary, but even his defense is so terrifying!"

Ziying didn't know that this transparent shell was just the first layer of defense.

The brown-clothed young man frowned slightly, this transparent shell was much stronger than he thought!

The writhing on his feet suddenly stopped, and the long sword in his hand turned, and the hilt changed to a blade, and he smashed the handle angrily against the transparent shell.

"It's useless. The white-clothed scholar sneered, and waved his folding fan straight to his chest.

"Not necessarily. The young man in brown was on one side, dodging the folding fan, and suddenly put his sword into the sheath, and made a handprint with one hand.

"Shu?!" The man in white was startled, and suddenly calmed down again, "No, it's 'Fa'." ”

"Boom!" Under the loud bang, a strong wind surged out from between the two, and several soldiers who were close to them were thrown to the ground, and those who were far away were also pounded to the chest.

Ziying bore the brunt of the blow, and was naturally blown farther away, and inadvertently saw Xiao Yue, who was blown straight up, and hurriedly reached out to grab her and hugged her in his arms.

"How's it going!" The wind passed, and there was a cloud of smoke and dust in the sky, Ziying sat up suddenly, pinched his ankle with one hand, and looked nervously at the center of the field.

This young man in brown should not be an enemy, if he can defeat the man in white, Ziying is sure that he can break out of the encirclement, after all, the only danger in this group of people is the scholar in white.

"Click. The sound of a silver mirror shattering sounded, and it was extremely crisp.

"It's done!" Ziying was overjoyed.

I saw that the young man in brown took a few steps back, and there were no injuries on his body.

However, cracks appeared on the white-clothed scholar's body, spreading from his chest in all directions, like a mirror on the verge of shattering.

"That's why I hate 'immortalization' the most. The white-clothed scholar shook his head and chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, he actually shattered the transparent shell by himself!

"What do you mean!" Ziying's pupils shrank suddenly.

He ruined his defenses.

Could it be that he has other means of defense?

Sure enough, before those shattered shells could hit the ground, they quickly vaporized, forming a hazy mist that surrounded the man in white.

The mist floated lightly beside him, but it did not disperse, and at first glance it was not an ordinary cloud.

"Sure enough, it's 'cloud-based'. The brown-clothed young man exhaled heavily, "There must be another layer of 'hydration' after 'cloudification', it is really 'immortal cloud hydration', he has a whole threefold absolute defense, I will definitely lose this battle." ”

Ziying sat on the side, and felt that there was no hope. Although he didn't know about this so-called "Immortal Cloud Hydration", he could see that the protective ability of this layer of fog might be even stronger than the transparent shell!

Why? Because he couldn't see the man in white inside through the fog! You know, his eyes can see through even the walls, but he can't see through this thin layer of fog at this moment, what does it mean!

It took so much effort for the young man to split the transparent shell, and now that he had such an extra layer of defense, coupled with the fact that the man in white had never used that "murderous wind" from beginning to end, this was almost a sure defeat.

······

In the mist, the man in white shook his folding fan lightly and looked down at the white horse on the ground.

Although he was fine, the horse under his crotch was shocked to death.

Standing on the horse's back, he walked along the horse's spine little by little, glanced at Ziying, and then turned to the brown-clothed young man: "You have a little knowledge." ”

The brown-clothed young man retreated at his feet and stood in front of Ziying: "Don't dare, but I didn't expect that Your Excellency has really stepped into the immortal path." ”

The white-clothed scholar raised the corners of his mouth, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly closed together, and his originally gentle and casual expression suddenly became extremely gloomy: "But I don't know it! I was actually scared like that by your little garbage!"

At the beginning of the fight, this Ling general was indeed taken aback, and even made the wrong seal in the panic, so that he couldn't even use the immortal cloud hydration at first, and had to take the sword and knife of the brown-clothed young man.

This is actually just a very normal thing, people will inevitably panic, suddenly assassinated in the chaos, fear is normal, and it is even more normal to make mistakes.

However, this Lingcheng general has always been obsessed with it, and even burst into laughter with anger: "This 'mud fairyland' is indeed the most rubbish realm in the whole world! I, a character who has stepped into the immortal path, was actually frightened by a garbage that you can't even use 'magic' to make a wrong seal! Hahaha! This is really the funniest joke in the whole world!"

"Perverted people really have a perverted heart!" Ziying looked at him with a sneer.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Ling Cheng looked at Ziying sharply, "What do you mean by that?"

"I don't know what the hell the seal is, but you're just making the wrong seal, is it necessary to be excited to be like this!

Ling Cheng was silent for a while, and suddenly slapped a gust of wind at Ziying.

"Not good!" the brown-clothed young man immediately rushed to the side and slashed into the void.

Not strong enough!

A wave appeared in the void, and then, a wave of qi emerged, still rushing towards Ziying.

He immediately drew his sword and slashed at the back of the sword.

This time, the qi wave finally shifted a little, and flew over by rubbing Ziying's shoulder.

More than a dozen soldiers in the back suddenly disappeared from the world.

"You're a bit of a way. The smile on Ling Cheng's face had completely disappeared, and the folding fan came towards Ziying again.

"Young master, run away!" the young man in brown hurriedly shouted at Ziying.

saw two extremely tall soldiers suddenly pick up Ziying and stand dead in the air.

They grabbed Ziying like this, and when the trick came over, they would also be wiped out, but these two people did not have the slightest expression of fear, their eyes were blank, like two wooden people.

"They're actually 'puppet soldiers'!" the boy's pupils shrank.

"Otherwise, what do you think!" Ling Cheng's face was expressionless, and he was facing Ziying.

"Damn!" the brown-clothed boy shouted angrily and rushed forward, trying to knock the wave of qi away like he had just done.

Ling Cheng smiled disdainfully, and suddenly took a strange step under his feet.

"Taiyin step!" The young man was startled, the shadow under his feet suddenly deformed, and the whole person suddenly reversed ninety degrees, and all the swords in his hands were cut into the air.

"Young Master!!"