Devil Martial Bloodline System

The outbreak of the grey robed man finally made Qin Shaoyu understand the horror of the level 9 peak strongman. He saw that his sword and fighting spirit were rampant, and every attack was filled with extremely violent power.

Every time Qin Shaoyu blocked, he was very hard, but fortunately, although the enemy was furious, he reduced a lot of combat gas impact with the help of the protective power of Atlantis suit. After that, he was able to withstand this kind of attack, but it seemed that he was about to be unable to deal with it.

"Haha," said the young man in white behind Wu mei'er with a sneer and gloating, "this is the end of Master Wu's fury. I think the dog can hold on for a long time."

"Yes," said the young man in green, fawning on Wu mei'er. "If this little dog dares to be rude to miss mei'er, he should be killed on the spot."

Three people around Wu mei'er to pay attention to, don't care about the death of his subordinates, one by one constantly scold Qin Shaoyu, try to please Wu mei'er.

Wu mei'er's face was full of charm, but her eyes flashed with disgust and soon returned to the original charming smile.

"The anger of the top nine is something a teenager can bear. Even the genius with ice and fire constitution will fall today!"

"Yes, but it's a pity that a genius has fallen. I can only blame him for his arrogance."

"Dare to fight with the strong at the top of the Ninth level to seek death!"

People from several forces are talking about it in succession, some are gloating, some are cursing, some are regretful, and others are not optimistic about him, because no one will think that a teenager can be an opponent of the top nine.

It's amazing to be able to take this step and fight a top nine player for such a long time without losing. Even Haoyue doesn't think Qin Shaoyu can win. He has ordered the two people behind him to be ready to help at any time.

Qin Shaoyu and the strong man in the grey robe hit each other again. This time, Qin Shaoyu was cut off and flew out. Although he successfully blocked the blow, it also made him vomit blood and fly back. His whole chest seemed to be pressed with a big stone. It was very boring.

At this time, the grey robed man's chest began to rise and fall, but maybe he felt that victory was in sight. Instead of rushing to pursue victory, he took out a bottle of turbid medicine and drank it. It was a kind of medicine that could slightly replenish the fighting spirit.

Qin Shaoyu breathed two mouthfuls of air, and his whole chest was burning with pain. He took out the red healing medicine and the blue medicine again, poured two bottles of medicine at the same time, and his body began to recover quickly.

But he still pretended to be powerless, in order to paralyze his opponent. At this time, he realized how ridiculous he was. He always thought that he could fight against the top of the Ninth level. Until then, he knew how terrible the top of the Ninth level was.

"Huhu" Qin Shaoyu breathes vigorously, his chest rises and falls constantly, feels his body's constant recovery, and a trace of self-confidence returns to his face again, because he knows that he still has a chance, and this time he will take the initiative to attack again.

Qin Shaoyu tried his best to use the method of refining magic scriptures. The temperature around his body was getting higher and higher. A little flame came out of his body. In the flame, a strange beast galloped ceaselessly, and the elements between heaven and earth became violent again.

"Eat me a blow" Qin Shaoyu angrily drinks. The dark ice sword in his hand sweeps out and waves. In response to the sound, it sends out a wave that tears the space. Its power is even stronger by three points.

The grey robed man who had suffered a loss once in the roar did not dare to take this move again and quickly pushed back.

"Hey It's now. "

Qin Shaoyu's body turns to be golden and mysterious. He crosses the space in an instant, and only in the blink of an eye, he penetrates the space and comes to the front of the grey robed man.

The sword in the hand of the man in the grey robe came out, chopping the afterwave of Qin Shaoyu's chopping.

"It's no use. Although your move is fast enough, no matter how fast you want to attack me, you have to get close to me."

Once again, the man in the grey robe chopped off and said sarcastically, "as long as you get close to my body, I can take your stab according to the induction. You can't break through my full protection."

"Really?" Qin Shaoyu cold voice back to the two words voice just fell of the moment, teeth suddenly stab again launched, mysterious golden track slide again, only this time in the gray robed man's sky.

Qin Shaoyu's shining power slowly faded away from xuanbing.

Even the power of inflammation in the elements of heaven and earth around has been evacuated, so it will slowly calm down.

The light on the xuanbing sword is more and more dazzling. Qin Shaoyu's hand is as bright as holding a round of demon moon.

"Take my last shot!" Qin Shaoyu's low roar locks the grey robed man below.

This blow contains his whole body's spirit and all his strength. When everything is achieved, Yatu stabs from the top to the bottom.

At the moment of reaching the man in the grey robe, he suddenly cut off his whole body, and the black ice sword in his hand crossed a path to the top of the man in the grey robe."This is" the man in grey robe was shocked. This kind of breath was too familiar. It was this kind of breath that made him retreat involuntarily at the first contact.

Faced with this breath again, he would never step back.

"It's just a little trick, what can you do with me?" the man in the grey robe yelled as if he was cheering for himself. The sword in his hand also condensed his remaining fighting spirit.

Unfortunately, after fighting for a long time, his fighting spirit was almost at the bottom. Although he drank a bottle of medicine that could slightly replenish his fighting spirit, the effect was not as good as Qin Shaoyu's system product, and he could not recover much at all.

So at this time, his fighting spirit is less than half of the normal, and he also suffered some injuries, so his fighting power is about 30% of the normal.

Qin Shaoyu is not. Although Qin Shaoyu seems to be in a mess at this time, he doesn't want money to pour the medicine. No matter the strength in his body or the injury on his body is not much worse than at the peak.

This is a strike that contains all his strength, plus the instant acceleration of tooth spike, the strongest instant burst ability of ground splitting. When these two characteristics are combined, it forms a very powerful move.

This move has already taken on a preliminary shape. It is Qin Shaoyu's own combat skill combined with the characteristics of system skill fusion.

Although it's only the rudiment of combat skills, it has already possessed the strength that can't be ignored. At this time, it has a more thrilling power.

The "death" xuanbing sword instantly cuts off the sword in the hands of the people in the grey robe, and suddenly blocks the xuanbing sword in the hands of Qin Shaoyu.

The smile on the grey robe's face slowly bloomed, just when everyone thought that Qin Shaoyu would eventually fail, an incredible scene happened.

The xuanbing sword in Qin Shaoyu's hand forcefully presses down the sword of the man in the grey robe, and makes a full cut to catch Qin Shaoyu's full blow. Just when everyone thinks that this moment's fight is over, the xuanbing sword bursts out again.

This blow fiercely pressed the sword under the gray robe man's arm in an instant, and the two bones on the arm were bent to pierce the skin.

Xuanbing sword cut down again without losing its power. The man in the grey robe just blocked it a little, and then he was cut into two pieces from his shoulder.

"Bang" the remaining power of the xuanbing sword cut a deep gully on the ground, and half of the body of the grey robed man fell suddenly at this time.

The face of the grey robed strongman is full of ferocious pain. His mouth is wide open, but he can't shout any more. His eyes are full of incredible eyes. His eyes slowly enlarge until they are completely dead gray.

Half of the corpse dropped blood and sprayed out. Qin Shaoyu's clothes and face were covered with blood, but he took no pains to support his body.

Qin Shaoyu supported himself, and after drinking two bottles of medicine, he was much better.

He didn't look at the others. Step by step, he turned back and walked there. Han Ye leaned against a stone. At this time, he opened his eyes slightly, and the blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. However, he watched Qin Shaoyu laughing.