"Methods of wielding a sword?" Xie Changyuan was shocked.
At the flash of lightning, the gold-plated copper mace hit Xie Changyuan on the back of the head. He felt dizzy and stumbled forward, almost falling over. This sudden turn of events caught him off guard.
You don't need to think about it to know that the back of Xie Changyuan's head must have been smashed, but fortunately, Xie Changyuan's body is full of Geng gold energy, and he is no longer an ordinary flesh and blood body. If he were an immortal cultivator or an ordinary body-refining madman, he would definitely die after suffering such a heavy blow.
undoubtedly.
Before Xie Changyuan could stand still, Qin Wu suddenly appeared in front of him, his fists filled with aura and aimed at his face one after another.
"Dong dong dong!"
Xie Changyuan subconsciously raised his giant sword in front of him. The broad sword body blocked Qin Wu's fist, but the latter's martial arts level should not be underestimated. A pair of flesh fists hit the giant sword made by Fan Tie.
After a while, it was beaten out of shape.
Behind him, a pair of gold-plated copper maces were swimming freely in the air like a dragon. When he got the chance, he struck at Xie Changyuan's head, attacking from both sides!
Xie Changyuan really didn't expect that Qin Wu could also cultivate Qi, and at least he was already at the level of foundation building, and could control two golden maces to fight in the air. At this stage of the battle, one mistake could often determine the outcome, and Qin had previously
Wu didn't show his ability to control the mace when he threw it, and now he caught Xie Changyuan off guard.
Soon, Xie Changyuan regained his composure, and hurriedly used Zen breathing techniques to recover from his injuries. At the same time, he shouted loudly, and hot air waves swept out of his body. His whole body was red. He raised his hand and swept out with his sword to force Qin Wu back.
The two gold-plated copper maces were still flying overhead, making a whining sound as if they were about to fall down at any moment.
"Is this your trump card?" Xie Changyuan said cautiously, rubbing the back of his head.
"Yes." Qin Wu moved back without leaving any trace.
If the sneak attack just now had worked, he might have captured Xie Changyuan, but unfortunately, he used his last trump card and failed to kill Xie Changyuan instantly, and Qin Wu no longer wanted to continue the entanglement.
Just now, Luo Lie's scream came, which meant that he might have been killed by Zhenren Ziyin. The scream was to warn Qin Wu.
Since Qin Wu missed the target, there is no need to continue to entangle him. I believe that Master Ziyin will return soon. By then, if he is one-on-one, his chances of winning will be greatly reduced.
Seeing that Qin Wu wanted to retreat, Xie Changyuan looked coldly and stuck his heavy sword on the ground, making a gesture of letting him go.
The two men were fighting so loudly that the nearby trees were basically flattened to the ground. Now it suddenly became quiet, but there was still a strange atmosphere.
Xie Changyuan put his hands behind his back, raised his chin high, and looked at Qin Wu with an indifferent expression.
Qin Wu also looked at Xie Changyuan, and at the same time activated the five senses of the Martial God Realm, carefully observing the movements around him, and being wary of the real Ziyin hiding in the dark to make a sneak attack.
Suddenly, Qin Wu jumped back, stepped on the void and ran away.
At the same time, Xie Changyuan quickly pulled out the heavy sword stuck on the ground and moved it behind him. The two golden maces instantly smashed down, hitting Xie Changyuan's heavy sword with a thud.
Then, Jin Mace immediately changed direction and flew in the direction of Qin Wu, who had already escaped dozens of feet away.
Xie Changyuan suddenly spun on the spot, swung the heavy sword in his hand in a wide circle due to the acceleration of the turn, and then let go. The four hundred kilogram heavy sword flew out like a big windmill and struck in the direction of Qin Wu's escape.
The heavy sword rotated at high speed, making a roaring sound in the air. Xie Changyuan used all his strength with this sword, and the weight of the heavy sword itself was enough to flatten a small mountain.
In the air, Qin Wu noticed this scene and quickly summoned a golden mace to block it. He only heard a loud noise as the epee and the golden mace collided together, and then fell in two different directions like two meteorites.
With one blow, Qin Wu found that the golden mace had lost contact with him. It had obviously been severely damaged and could not be recalled for a while.
This was his natal magic weapon, just like the flying sword nurtured by the Sword Fairy. It was a treasure that was connected to him. Now that one was destroyed, he was really annoyed.
But to be angry is to be angry. In today's situation, we really can't entangle him too much. It would be bad if Master Ziyin comes back.
He stepped on the void, and his body flashed dozens of feet away. At the same time, he summoned the only remaining golden mace back to him. It was expected that Xie Changyuan could not fly, and there was no way to catch up with him after losing his weapon.
Just when Qin Wu was thinking this, Xie Changyuan on the ground had already taken off the God-killing crossbow from his waist, quickly installed a crossbow arrow with a scratching hook on it, raised his hand and fired an arrow into the sky.
But this arrow was not aimed at Qin Wu, but at his only remaining golden mace.
Qin Wu's gold-plated copper mace had a hollow guard on it. Xie Changyuan's crossbow arrow shot out and caught up with the gold mace that was chasing Qin Wu at an extremely fast speed.
With a whoosh, the crossbow arrow accurately passed through the hole in the golden mace's guard, and then with a swipe, the hook unfolded and tightly hooked the golden mace.
When the rope was tight, Xie Changyuan held it with his bare hands. This was the crossbow arrow given to him by Ou Yefeng. Both the arrow and the rope were first-class materials. Even Qin Wu's magic weapon could not break free once it was hooked, let alone collapse.
Break the rope.
Qin Wu is a body-refining madman in the Martial God Realm, and he also cultivates Qi. His realm has also reached the foundation-building realm where he can control weapons. However, this realm is not enough after all, so the golden mace was hooked in the air by Xie Changyuan, and he could not return to Qin Wu for a while.
in hands.
Seeing this, Qin Wu cursed angrily, held his hand in the air and made a seal with one hand, and frantically summoned the golden mace back to him.
The strength of the two gradually increased, and the rope of the crossbow was stretched very tight. Xie Changyuan stood on the ground holding the rope with one hand, feeling the strength of the other party's crazy struggle, and the hand holding the rope was quietly exerting force.
Until there was a thin crackling sound on the rope, Xie Changyuan knew that the time was almost up. He immediately raised his foot and stepped heavily on the ground. With the pulling force of the golden mace, his whole body flew into the air as if ejected, rushing towards the golden mace at an extremely fast speed.
"call!"
Xie Changyuan was like a cannonball in the air, grabbing the golden mace at an extremely fast speed. At this time, Qin Wu was still summoning the golden mace to return. With this power, Xie Changyuan's figure continued to fly forward, approaching until
In front of Qin Wu.
Qin Wu was shocked. He never expected that Xie Changyuan would do this. He immediately wanted to control the golden mace and take Xie Changyuan away.
This place is dozens of feet above the ground. It is expected that Xie Changyuan would be seriously injured if he fell from this height.
Just as he was thinking this, an old Taoist priest with messy hair suddenly appeared on the ground. He looked up at the scene in the sky, and suddenly felt something funny in his heart.
In the meantime, Master Ziyin drew a talisman on the palm of his hand, and then turned his hand and shot out a white light, aiming directly at Qin Wu in the air.
"Certainly!"
The old Taoist priest's voice was full of energy, and the white light flashed and fell on Qin Wu's forehead.
For a moment, Qin Wu felt that his limbs could not move, as if he was imprisoned in place by some magic. Neither his body nor his energy could move. Even if he wanted to control the golden mace, he couldn't.
At this time, Xie Changyuan had already used the inertia of the return of the golden mace to arrive not far from Qin Wu.
He held the golden mace in his hand, his thick eyebrows stood upright, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. He immediately raised the golden mace high and smashed it towards Qin Wu's head.
For a moment, the golden mace fell on his head. In Qin Wu's eyes, the process seemed extremely slow, but the fear that arose in his heart quickly occupied his heart.
You know, at this time, he couldn't even expand the body-protecting Qi, and his figure was firmly fixed in mid-air!
Qin Wu's pupils trembled crazily. Seeing that his own magic weapon was about to crush him to death, he roared with all his strength.
"Priest, save me!!!"
With a final sound, a strange pattern lit up on Qin Wu's forehead, and then a strange red light burst out from his whole body, instantly surrounding him. At this moment, the golden mace in Xie Changyuan's hand had been smashed down.