The sharp bones shine with a terrifying forest-white light, and you can feel the tyrannical hardness at a glance.
Xiao Chuanqi narrowed his eyes and stared at Chishui.
Chishui's fierce eyes shot at him. He was fully armed, and those terrifyingly hard bones were bent and intertwined, like thorns, but harder and thicker than thorns.
Naturally formed sharp bones are embedded in Chishui's shoulders. His left arm is entirely made of terrifying bones and is extremely strong.
If this bony hand is slapped, it can probably completely pierce and crush a person.
"Human boy, tell me, what is your move?" Chishui asked.
The chilling intimidation came down from his head, making it difficult for Xiao Chuanqi to move.
Chishui had been watching from a distance just now, trying to see through Xiao Chuanqi's movements.
But just like last time, the moment he disappeared, Xiao Chuanqi disappeared again.
No matter how many times I watch it, the result is still the same.
Xiao Chuanqi curled his lips and said with a smile: "You will never see it!"
Suddenly he raised his hand, and Ba Qichi felt a bone-deep chill.
With a bang, a silvery cold light enveloped him, appeared from the void, and stabbed through Ba Qichi's huge body.
Ba Qichi's huge body seemed to be a born target.
Blood gushed out of his mouth and vomited all over the floor. Several terrifying blood holes were exposed in his huge body. He stood on the ruins like a terrifying zombie possessing an immortal body.
"Fuck" Ba Qichi cursed fiercely, and he even felt a hint of despair.
He was actually played like this by a human race!
吣!
As the spear was drawn away, it made a familiar and crisp sound.
The sharp and sharp bone got stuck in Ba Qichi's body, and the silver-white spear flew back into Xiao Chuanqi's hand.
Chishui couldn't help but be surprised. He could feel that Xiao Chuanqiu was stronger and more capable than last time.
Just as he was about to fly away, he struck Xiao Chuanqi.
Xiao Chuanqi's voice suddenly sounded from his ears: "You also want to have a piercing inside your body, right?"
Chishui couldn't help but stop moving forward. He narrowed his eyes and scanned his surroundings.
"Where did the sound come from?" Chishui couldn't help but think, and pressure immediately surged up.
"Although this human race is not stronger than me, but with this mysterious power in him, he has terrifying power that surpasses me."
Chishui couldn't help but become vigilant.
"Are you scared?" Xiao Chuanqi's voice floated over again.
Feng Xuan Yunshi took advantage of Xiao Chuanqi's struggle with Ba Qichi and the others and immediately dragged Blu Longjie out of their fighting area.
"Bulu Longjie, how are you?" Feng Xuanyunshi asked worriedly.
"I, I'm fine." Brulongjie held on and took off the soft armor he was wearing.
As soon as the soft armor was taken off, it was thrown to the ground, and it hit the ground with a bang, sinking into a pit.
Feng Xuanyunshi took a look and saw a huge fist mark on the soft armor.
Brulongjie took a long breath and said, "Thanks to this equipment, otherwise I would have died with that punch. Even if I didn't die, my whole body would have been shattered."
Feng Xuan Yunshi's expression became gloomy and he said: "These two are very difficult to deal with. I'm afraid that if Mr. Xiao can resist them alone, he will be defeated in less than half a stick of incense."
Brulongjie regained his breath, slowly stood up, and said with a serious expression: "Although Ba Qichi is a little stupid, his body is as strong as a mountain, and his two fists have infinite power. To confront him head-on is to seek death."
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"The reason Master Xiao was able to defeat Ba Qichi last time was because Ba Qichi was as stupid as a donkey. Even if he was given the best equipment and weapons, he would not be able to defeat Master Xiao."
Brulongjie's eyes were like torches, shining on Chi Shui who was flying in the air in the distance, and said: "But he is different. He has experienced hundreds of battles and has never been defeated in the eyes of the Demon Horn Tribe!"
"He has extraordinary strength. He does not have the explosive fighting power like Ba Qichi, but he has extraordinary wisdom. With his rich combat experience, he can easily defeat Mr. Xiao."
Feng Xuanyunshi knew that Brulongjie hated the Demon Horns more than they did and knew a lot of information. Hearing what he said, he became even more worried.
"What should we do, Mr. Xiao? With our own strength, it is impossible to help." Feng Xuanyunshi said.
Brulongjie clenched his fists tightly. Feng Xuanyunshi was telling the truth. With their strength, going in to help would be a disservice.
His eyes suddenly brightened and he said, "Why are you thinking so much? Just do your own thing."
Feng Xuan Yunshi's worried look finally dissipated from his face, and he said: "It seems that I am panicking. Now is not the time to worry!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hands, and together with his flowing hair, they floated in the air.
What followed was floating yellow sand controlled by Feng Xuan Yunshi.
From a distance, the wind looks as gentle as drizzle, but when the wind blows in front of you, a terrifying whistling sound fills your whole body.
"Look! Then, what is that?!"
"What else are you looking at? Look?! Run!"
The Demon Horn warriors who rushed to the front line shouted wildly.
The wind is like a pair of giant hands, twisting the yellow sand hanging in the air into a big ball.
This large group is not an ordinary large group, but as big as a meteorite.
With the strong wind, countless huge sand balls formed by yellow sand struck horribly from the sky.
All those close to the edge of the battlefield will be affected.
Although Feng Xuan Yunshi is not strong in confrontation, he is good at range attacks. In a sense, he is invincible.
"These guys who are greedy for life and afraid of death! They are really useless!" Qian Zhuo cursed.
Since the last time, the Demon Horn Clan army has been almost wiped out, leaving some elite soldiers behind.
In order to assemble a huge army, all kinds of cats and dogs were recruited to join the army.
It's okay now, these guys will run away when something happens.
The whole army was in great disarray.
Qian Zhuo didn't care at all, he didn't pay attention to these at all. These guys who couldn't stand up to the stage were used to serve in the army just to attract the attention of the human race.
The real show is still in the backcourt.
They are getting closer to the battlefield, but the closer they get, the greater the resistance ahead.
The powerful wind blew like a stormy sea, and they must be buried here.
After Ruohe saw it, his heart couldn't help but tighten. He looked at Qianzhuo and said, "I'll go meet him."
Before Qian Zhuo could agree or not, Ruohe's figure had disappeared.
Ruohe's figure was like a ghost, wandering in the darkness.
The blackness was originally the protection of the Demon Horn Clan, but after Feng Xuanyunshi launched a range attack, the wind carried the yellow sand and whirled around, disappearing into the blackness.
Like sharp blades surrounding a blind man, no matter where he goes, he will surely die.
"That's it? You still want to stop me from moving forward?" Ruohe said wildly.
Feng Xuanyunshi's violent wind area attack was very terrifying. The flying winds piled up layer after layer, and rolled up wildly to form countless vortices, cutting everything apart like a terrifying blade.
Traveling through it is like walking on the shaking earth, and the road you walk may crack at any time.
However, Ruohe walked through it easily, his eyes full of desire.
"Why did they take all the good things? Don't I deserve it?" Ruohe said angrily in his heart.
Demon Flame gave them all the weapons and equipment, but they had nothing but him!
This kind of differential treatment makes Ruohe eager to make meritorious deeds.
Now, killing Feng Xuan Yunshi is the best opportunity to make a contribution.
"Die to me!"
A quick black shadow flashed out of the darkness.
Feng Xuan Yunshi couldn't help but widen his eyes. He could feel a rush of speed flying through the wind he controlled.
Before he could think of a countermeasure, Ruohe's figure had already appeared in front of him.
Feng Xuanyunshi was startled by the roar, and immediately moved forward to block it with his hands.
Ruohe couldn't help but sneer and said: "What did I think it was, just a strong barbarian with thin arms and legs? I can chop you into pieces with one slash!"
The jet-black sword appeared in his hand. Ruohe's expression was distorted like a mad dog. He squeezed it tightly with both hands. The jet-black sword suddenly grew to the height of the sky and cut off the head of Feng Xuan Yunshi.
There was just a banging sound, and the pitch-black sword got stuck when it struck Feng Xuanyunshi.
"What?!" Ruohe couldn't help being shocked.
The direction of the wind was like running water. The wind flowing from the left and right sides of his face dispersed the power of his violent slashing in all directions.
Feng Xuan Yunshi's expression seemed to be filled with joy.
When Ruohe saw it, he was so angry that smoke was rising from his head.
"Don't be too proud!" Ruohe said angrily. The dark sword in his hand can cut off everything in the world, no matter what it is.
"Don't be too proud!" Feng Xuanyunshi waved his hand, the wind flowing in his hand.
His body suddenly floated up, and his entire will merged with the wind, disappearing into the darkness together with the yellow sand.
In Ruohe's sight, Feng Xuanyunshi's figure suddenly disappeared.
To say that he disappeared, it would be better to say that the wind blew towards him, picked up the black clouds in the air, and completely enveloped Ruohe.
"What are you hiding from? Come out if you have the guts?" Ruohe cursed angrily. He held the pitch-black sword tightly in his hand and swung it around, making terrifying slashes.
Waves of jet-black blades swept away, splitting the black mass into two halves.
But not long after, the smoke-like blackness came together again.
"It seems that the Demon Horn Clan is not very smart." Feng Xuanyunshi said.
"Then don't be an eyesore here!"
When the sound fell, Ruohe couldn't help but be startled.
I saw a pillar of violent wind rushing straight towards Ruohe.
Ruohe's eyes suddenly opened, and then he turned sideways to dodge.
"That's it? Still want to"
Before Ruohe could speak arrogantly, countless violent wind pillars surrounded him, blocking them from all directions.
There is almost nowhere to hide!
In panic, Ruohe raised his hand and wanted to use a slash.
But he suddenly felt a feeling of willow caressing the water surface, attached to his hand.
"Wha, what?!" Ruohe exclaimed again.
The gentle wind, like a girl's delicate hands, opened his hand bit by bit.
The pitch-black sword he was holding tightly slipped from his hand!