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Chapter 95 Fighting is Hey (58)

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a figure in white appeared in front of the crowd, standing with his hands behind his back, his back to them.The pressure from the fourth-rank martial artist was too great, so he had to show up.

Regarding Yang Qianhuan's appearance, Xu Qi'an had an expression that I knew a long time ago, not surprised at all, and of course Chu Linyang on the other side would not be surprised.

"Among the formations I'm proficient in, four of them are defensive techniques. If you break the formation quickly, there are two more formations behind, but now there are four formations waiting behind." Yang Qianhuan turned his back to everyone and said in his mouth Words that reassure allies and hate enemies.

The burly man made an adjustment in the air, and after landing, his feet plowed a deep mark on the ground.With an abnormally excited expression on his face, he licked his lips, took the standard sabers handed over by his subordinates who caught up behind him, and grinned grimly: "Just a fourth-grade warlock, let's see how many people you can protect!"

Then with a sharp swing of the big knife, he slashed at Yang Qianhuan with a burst of energy, and at the same time shouted sharply: "Leave no chickens and dogs behind, kill!"

Immediately, the two sides fought hand-to-hand and formed a melee.

"Yang Qianhuan, you two go to fight elsewhere." Chu Linyang watched the two fourth-rankers open and close unscrupulously, turning the entire battlefield into a mess, and it was too late for others to hide from them.

In silence. No response, go its own way.

"Huh?!" Suddenly the temperature dropped to freezing point in vain.

Xu thought of something, Yang Qianhuan stomped his feet vigorously, and the pattern quickly spread, covering the burly man, and when he just realized it, the two disappeared in place.

The two humanoid nuclear reactors are gone, but things aren't much better on the field.There are many masters on the other side, and as soon as the two sides collided, the high-end combat power was crushed, and a few silver gongs were thrown upside down by the Qi machine swayed by a man in white raising his hands and throwing his feet before he could make a few moves. Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley slowly.

"Brother Chun!" Xu Qi'an turned his head and exclaimed, but at the moment he was also too busy to take care of himself. After relying on his strength far beyond the same level and his unyielding saber, he killed several Qi practitioners in a row, and was killed by one of the opponents. Alchemy God followed.

Facing the spirit of Lian Shen, whose spirit has undergone a qualitative change, his lion's roar is no longer effective. He has exhausted all his cards and can only support hard. Fortunately, every time his strength is exhausted, a new source will grow, and his spirit has never been stronger. Some were clear, but after going back and forth several times, his movements gradually became weak, and his body was immediately covered with knife marks.

Fortunately, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao who were not far away approached when they saw the situation was wrong, Xu Qi'an faced it, and the other two left and right guerrillas reluctantly resisted it again.

As for the silver gongs, the opponent's target was the commander of the capital, Yang Chuannan, who was in the prison car, and he didn't take the silver gongs to heart, giving them a precious chance to breathe.

The white-clothed man of the fifth rank of Wufu crushed all the way, and directly killed in front of the prison car. In the prison car, Yang Chuannan stood up tremblingly in surprise, his face moved, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"Don't talk too much, I was ordered to rescue you!" Yang Chuannan's excitement was beyond words, and he grabbed the shackles with both hands and nodded heavily.

"Big words! Save him, did you ask me!"

At this moment, a voice came from far away, and the one who was faster than it was a young man in purple robe, who took a few breaths, stepped and moved a distance of more than a hundred feet, and was left behind in an instant.

He brought waves billowing around him.He rushed in front of the man in white and stomped heavily, the ground shook violently, and the dirt within a few feet of his body suddenly shot up into the sky!

The incomparable punch was mixed with unparalleled aura, tearing the air, and smashing heavily into the palm of the man in white who was ready to attack.

Rumble!
The two air engines collided and squeezed violently and then exploded. The white-clothed man's face changed, and his body was punched dozens of feet away by the purple-robed youth like a cannonball!
After that, the young man in purple robe didn't care about Yang Chuannan's horrified look, and continued to rush towards the man in white without stopping, and the two fought together.

Not far away, Li Yuchun and the others were overjoyed. They looked at each other, cheered up, and charged towards the battlefield below with their knives. Although they were injured, it would not be a problem to clean up some refined miscellaneous fish.

After several watchmen Yin Gong joined, the situation quickly tilted towards the escort team.

In a short while, the elite cavalry of fifty cavalry was wiped out, and the loss of the escort team was not small. There were less than 30 scattered people left, and most of them were wounded. At this moment, they were all sitting cross-legged on the ground and taking the opportunity to meditate Adjust your breath.

But this is the least important link that affects the battle situation. The most important thing is the result of the high-end battlefield, which will determine their life and death.

But after taking a look at Chu Linyang, the leader who was still calm and composed, their hearts were relieved a lot and they calmed down.

After another incense stick of time, Song Yi, a young man in purple robe, brought the man in white clothes over like a dead dog, and threw him on the ground. The white clothes that were as white as clean were suddenly black and black, and everyone present burst into cheers.

But at the same time, the two villains in the distant sky were fighting fiercely, and they suddenly went up in the air and down to the ground, but it seemed that they were getting closer.Judging from the situation, even though Yang Qianhuan, a fourth-grade warlock, tried his best, he still fell into a disadvantage in the battle against the vulgar martial artist who could break through all spells.

I saw the air killing array, trapping array, and maze array appearing in turn.Rows of bed crossbows fired, and the sound of bowstrings echoed clear and clear, and artillery was fired, and the rumbling sound was deafening.

But for a martial artist who has his own mighty power all in one body, it's just the difference between a few more knives and a few more punches. He doesn't care about bed crossbows and cannons, and resists with air force. It seems that there is nothing that can stop him from moving forward. pace.

"Kill, I want to kill all of you, all your family members and friends, leaving no one behind!" The burly man yelled frantically, his expression was almost crazy, his only right eye was red.

Facing the warlock's bells and whistles and fighting alone, the warrior has no way at all, he can't touch it, he can't touch it.I also come to bother you from time to time, really incompetent and furious.

And warlocks have no good way to deal with warriors. High-grade warriors have rough skin and thick flesh, long energy, and a little wound can heal immediately. Warlock's attacks are really tickling.

"Hmph, I don't know how to live or die. I'm just a fourth-rank martial artist. I'm really tired of living." Hearing such crazy words, Chu Linyang's face turned cold, and he tapped his finger, and the blood-steel sword suddenly appeared all over his body. The blood line seemed to reflect the boundless chilling aura.

Stretching out the sword finger and pointing at the burly man, the blood steel sword swayed, and the shape of the sword turned into a puff of green smoke, soaring into the sky.The fierce and fierce sword pulled out a thousand-foot-long scorching air wave in the air!
Taking advantage of the slight stiffness of the burly man after breaking through the trap, the blood steel sword rushed forward and swept across, slashing straight at the most vulnerable neck of the burly man alone.

(End of this chapter)