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, 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 bone stuck directly into 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.
"Afraid?" 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 had 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, crushing 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, and the remaining elite soldiers have been left 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 knives 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 Xuanyun's wild wind attack is terrible. The winding wind stacked with layers one after another, and countless vortex forming it, like a horrible blade knife, split everything.
Among them, just like walking on the vibration ground, the road that can do may crack at any time.
However, Ruohe easily shuttled in, and his eyes were full of desire.
"Why do they take it? Is it not worthy of having it?" Ruohe's heart was indignant.
The magic flame gave them weapons and equipment, except for him!
This difference is to make Ruohe, can't wait to make merit.
Now, cut off Feng Xuanyun is the best opportunity for merit.
"Give me to death!"
A quick black shadow flashed from the dark.
Feng Xuanyun could not help but widened his eyes, and he could feel a hurry and shuttled in the wind he controlled.
Before he wanted to come up with a solution, Ruohe's figure had appeared in front of him.
The roar shook, Feng Xuanyun was shocked, and his hands immediately stopped.
If He couldn't help but sneer and said, "Why do I think something, but a powerful barbarians with thin arms and legs, this?
The dark sword is now his hands. If the river is twisted like a crazy dog, his hands are tightly pinched, and the dark sword body suddenly grows to the sky.
Just listening to the puppet, when the dark sword cut to Feng Xuanyun's body, stuck.
"What?!" Ruohe couldn't help but surprised.
The flow of the wind is like flowing water, and the wind flowing from the sides of his face, the power of slashing him violently, scattered around.
Feng Xuanyun's expression seemed to be full of joy.
If the river looks at it, his head smokes.
"Don't be too proud!" If the river was angry, the dark sword in his hands could split all things in the world, and he could cut off everything.
"Don't be too proud!" Feng Xuanyun waved his hand, and the wind was flowing in his hands.
His body suddenly floated, the whole will and wind combined together, along with Huangsha, hidden in a darkness.
In the sight of Ruohe, Feng Xuanyun's figure suddenly disappeared.
It was disappeared. It was better to say that the wind came to him, and rolled up the air in the air.
"What is hiding? There is a kind of gala?" Ruohe scolded, he held a dark sword with his hands, waving a horrible cut.
The dark blade of the dark blade rushed away, splitting the dumplings into two halves.
It didn't take long for those smoke -like darkness to re -aggregate together.
"It seems that the brain of this magic corner is not good." Feng Xuanyun said.
"Then don't get rid of it here!"
The sound was falling, and Ruohe couldn't help but surprise.
I saw a pillar of crazy storm and rushed straight to Ruohe.
If the eyes of the river suddenly opened, then dodge sideways.
"That's it? Still want"
Before Ruohe's arrogance, countless pillars around the wind and storms, blocked it from all directions.
Almost nowhere to hide!
In the panic, Ruohe raised his hand and wanted to make a cut.
But he suddenly felt that a messenger was gently stroked to the water, attached to him.
"What, what?!" Ruohe exclaimed again.
The gentle wind, like a girl's fibrous hand, open his hand a little bit.
The dark sword in his hands slipped away from his hands!