Wu Youwei frowned, and her face became ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hey, are you angry?" The warrior chuckled and gave a thumbs up: "You have personality, I like it!"
"Weizong!!"
Wu Youwei looked at Wei Zong angrily, and before she could say anything, Wei Zong hugged Ming Yuan and walked out.
He knows what to do.
"Boy, do you want to fight me?" When the warrior saw Wei Zong standing up, his eyes narrowed slightly: "You are just a warrior in the Xuanqi realm, who gave you the courage? Maybe you are a genius in the outside world, you can
You can fight across levels, but this foreign battlefield is a completely different world."
"Forget it, it's time for me, grandpa, to teach you the rules of the battlefield outside the territory. Let me tell you that being a genius or something like that means nothing here."
As he spoke, he licked his lips, looking a little bloodthirsty.
"I have killed countless so-called geniuses!"
However, after hearing this, Wei Zong not only did not panic at all, but instead showed a bright smile towards the warrior.
"Isn't it a coincidence? Me too!"
Just when Wei Zong grinned, the warrior's whole body was filled with chills, and an inexplicable cold air rushed up. Without thinking, he raised the ghost-headed sword and blocked it behind him.
boom!
As the sparks sputtered, a huge force slammed into the ghost-headed sword, causing the warrior's palms to go numb.
"It's so strong!" He was suddenly shocked.
Behind him, Wei Zong tilted his head in surprise.
"You actually blocked it? It did happen twice!"
Just when he was about to continue taking action, the warrior's body suddenly jumped away, far away from Wei Zong.
Then, he turned around, his eyes becoming extremely solemn. He was holding the Ghost Head Saber in his hand, and warm blood was continuously flowing from the palm of his hand.
Although he blocked Wei Zong's blow, the powerful shaking force still injured his palm.
"You are definitely not an ordinary genius, who are you!" The warrior said coldly to Wei Zong. With such strength, he is not an unknown person even in the world.
However, Wei Zong remained silent.
Ming Yuan slashed out again in his hand. With this slash, the extremely terrifying Yuan Power gathered in the sky, and then turned into a thick and crazy sword energy, sweeping down from the sky, seeming to cover the entire world.
Divide into two halves.
Seeing this scene, the warrior's face suddenly changed. He raised the ghost-headed sword and slashed it down in mid-air at an extremely slow speed.
Buzz~~
One horizontal and one vertical, two dark cracks suddenly emerged, forming a cross in mid-air.
After the cross crack was formed, a huge suction force suddenly emanated from the suction force. Everything in the world was spreading towards the crack, and even the space had faint cracks.
Wei Zong's sword energy fell, and the huge sword energy that was originally extremely rough shrank rapidly in the face of this huge suction force. Finally, when it reached the cross crack, it was only a few feet long and was swallowed up by the crack.
"This... is a surprise." Wei Zong scratched his head. The battlefield outside the territory was indeed the battlefield outside the territory. A person he met casually could actually take two of his moves.
But at this time, the warrior was sweating all over as he smoothed the cracks in front of him. When he looked at Wei Zong again, he no longer had the fear he had just now.
"It's nothing more than that. It scared me. I thought it was so powerful!"
As he spoke, he turned the ghost-headed knife in his hand and said towards Wei Zong: "Boy, accept death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped suddenly in mid-air, and then suddenly disappeared.
Then, a fierce and shrill wind blew in front of Wei Zong. Without thinking, Wei Zong directly raised his hand to Ming Yuan. Just when he didn't notice it, a black shadow appeared on his left, right and behind him.
With the same ghost-headed sword, it fell from the sky and struck towards Wei Zong.
Wu Youwei, who was watching the battle on the side, could see this scene clearly.
Her heart tightened and she quickly shouted: "Wei Zong, be careful!"
"This method?"
Wei Zong scanned his mind and found that the attacks from the four directions were real and not illusions. In other words, this was actually a method of external incarnation.
"interesting!"
The corners of Wei Zong's mouth raised slightly, but he did not make any move.
"Haha, go to hell!"
Accompanied by the maniacal laughter of the warrior, four attacks were slashed down violently. In a sudden rumble, under the destruction of the huge sword energy, the space where Wei Zong originally stood was suddenly shattered, and even the chaos underneath was exposed.
"wrong!"
However, the warrior's face suddenly became ugly, because the blow just now did not hit the real thing.
The attack just now actually passed through that figure.
"It's a fake body!"
Just when the warrior reacted, Wei Zong's true body had already appeared behind him.
"The reaction is very fast..." Wei Zong slashed with his sword again. With this sword, he brought his own annihilation sword energy. In the face of this strange power, even the surrounding space was corroded.
The road is empty.
"Not good!" The warrior didn't think too much and repeated his old trick, holding the wide Ghost Head Sword behind his back in an attempt to block the blow.
"Want to block?" Wei Zong raised his eyebrows, and Ming Yuan's speed increased by three points in his hand.
"Can you stop it?!"
boom!
Under Wei Zong's powerful force, accompanied by the flickering gray-black Annihilation Sword Qi above the abyss, the Ghost-headed Sword didn't even hold on for a moment before it broke with a snap.
Then, Ming Yuan drove straight in and slashed into the warrior's body.
"ah--"
Intense pain came, and the warrior let out a shrill cry. His face almost wrinkled into a ball. You can imagine how painful it was.
"die!!"
Seeing the light of blood, the color in Wei Zong's eyes flashed away, and he seemed to have returned to the time when he was licking blood from the tip of a knife on the battlefield outside the territory.
A look of ferocity flashed across Wei Zong's face, and he slapped the hilt of the sword with his other hand. With strong force, the sword light swept across and cut the warrior in half.
Snap!
His lower body fell directly, leaving only his upper body, which was still bleeding, suspended in mid-air and howling miserably.
This tragic situation made even Wu Youwei frown slightly, unable to bear to look at it.
However, even in this situation, before Wei Zong stopped, Ming Yuan turned over and stabbed the warrior's head with his sword.
"Seeing that you are in so much pain, I'll give you a break, you're welcome!"
However, at this moment, the warrior stopped howling miserably and said quickly: "My lord, this lord was a young man who had no eyesight before and disturbed the two of you. You see, I am like this. I am already half disabled.