Not far away, several Xuankong Temple scouts were cruising around, looking around with vigilant faces, looking for traces of the enemy.
"Do it now?" the orange-haired demon turned his head and asked Shu Long.
"Shut up!" Awen squeezed out two words through his teeth and glared at the orange-haired demon.
This idiot is talking at this time! How undisciplined!
Shu Long looked helplessly at the orange-haired demon who was looking at him eagerly, and could only shake his head and said softly: "Wait a little longer."
"We still have to wait..." the orange-haired demon flattened his mouth and muttered.
Shu Long said patiently: "They haven't entered our attack range yet, so it's not conducive for us to launch a surprise attack."
The orange-haired demon completely ignored Awen's contemptuous gaze and asked with a confused look on his face: "Why do we want to raid?"
Awen couldn't help but said: "Idiot, it's easier to succeed in a surprise attack!"
The orange-haired demon responded and suddenly realized: "I understand, I'm afraid you can't beat me."
"You can't beat me!" Awen was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his fur suddenly exploded.
"Why make a surprise attack when you can beat him?" The orange-haired demon looked at Awen strangely, with an expression of "You are so weird."
"You know nothing! This is a tactic!" Awen was a little dizzy by the orange-haired demon.
"You're just afraid that you won't be able to defeat him!" The orange-haired demon had a determined expression and looked at Awen sideways with unclear meaning.
As soon as Awen caught the orange-haired demon's strange gaze, blood rushed to his forehead: "Come on, let's have a fight!"
The people around them looked at the two people who looked out of place in stunned silence.
The orange-haired demon shook his head like a rattle.
"Are you afraid?" Awen looked disdainful.
The orange-haired demon shook his head: "I won't fight with someone who's afraid of not being able to defeat the enemy."
Awen was so angry that he said: "You..."
Shu Long's head was full of black lines, and he decided not to lead the team of these two people next time. Looking at the spies who had obviously noticed the movement here, Shu Long said helplessly: "Let's fight, let's fight!"
"That's right, with a genius like me, there's no need for a surprise attack at all." The orange-haired demon was so proud that he took the lead and pounced towards the opponent's sentinel.
"Idiot..." The furious Awen gritted his teeth and rushed towards the opponent like an arrow.
The two of them were like two angry arrows, charging at the front.
Seeing this, the others rushed out together.
The sentinels of Xuankong Temple are all elites in the war department. They have received strict training since childhood, have rich combat experience, have been together for more than five years, and have a tacit understanding of cooperation.
They didn't panic at all, and quickly formed a battle formation. The unique chanting sound of meditation brought various lights to appear on them.
Dazzling scriptures circulated around them endlessly, and their expressions were calm and calm.
The leader of the team looked at the charging enemy, with a flash of disapproval in his eyes. Having experienced hundreds of battles, he had extremely solid combat qualities. The enemy looked menacing, but the battle formation was out of touch, and the coordination was completely unsatisfactory.
Could this be Biehan's team?
The captain felt relieved for some reason. You must know that although Biehan is not well-known outside, no one in Xuankong Temple does not know about it, not to mention the notorious Niebu. Everyone's hearts felt like a stone was pressed on them.
, so heavy that I can’t breathe. Biehan is a general at the same level as Lord Jiang Zhe!
The group of guys who rushed up were not evil tribesmen, they were probably cannon fodder for Biehan's men.
He suddenly remembered that there was another general named Gongsun with Biehan. He couldn't remember the name of this general clearly, and most people didn't remember it. But from the captain's point of view, this general
not related.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
The captain shouted: "No phase!"
I saw all kinds of brilliance on their bodies, suddenly spinning rapidly, and inexplicable power taking shape.
The orange-haired demon and Awen felt that countless rays of light in the foreground quickly collapsed towards the center and rotated, forming a colorful vortex. A powerful force emerged from the vortex, pulling them to fly towards the vortex.
"Wow wow wow, what is this? I've never seen it before! Fireworks? It's so beautiful! You have some skills! It's a pity that you met this genius and asked this genius to tell you what the true meaning of fighting is..." He spoke quickly
He spewed out a lot of words quickly, and his orange flame-like hair was fluttering.
"Shut up! You idiot!" Awen, who was not far away, couldn't help but yell.
The orange-haired demon turned his face and said seriously: "You can never understand the thinking of a genius, that's why you can't become a genius." After saying that, he immediately turned his face and said proudly towards the Xuankong Temple: "Mortals, tremble!"
"Shut up!" Awen's forehead veins jumped and his expression became even more ferocious.
The two of them were bickering, but their hands were moving very quickly.
A layer of faint white flames floated all over the orange-haired demon. The color of this flame was extremely light and almost transparent. His expression was extremely exaggerated, he screamed, opened his arms, and chattered endlessly.
A layer of black flames flowed around Awen's body, as rich as black ink, beating faintly with a unique rhythm. This layer of black flames was deeper and richer than his previous killing intent, and it didn't have the slightest breath, just like
Generally harmless.
"Genius's genius attack, genius's invincible flesh-fire bomb!" The orange-haired demon spread his arms with white flames all over his body, like a cannonball, dragging a white light tail, and rushed directly towards the opponent's battle formation!
"Kill!" Awen suddenly shouted angrily and stepped forward to stab the spear! His movements were smooth and full of beauty. The black flames all over his body poured into the black spear, and the tip of the spear turned into a silent black light.
Submerged in the center of the colorful vortex.
How stupid!
The captain sneered, it was so stupid for just two people to attack the battle formation!
Then the smile quickly solidified on his face.
boom!
The bodies of all the meditators were shaken, and all the light and scriptures on their bodies were shattered and turned into little bits of light!
How can it be?
The captain was horrified, and the battle formation was broken!
The two opponents actually broke through their battle formation. Could it be that these two people are in the Nascent Soul stage?
But at this time, he could no longer think too much. The instinct formed by many years of fighting made him make the most direct counterattack. With a roar, a scripture appeared on his forehead, his expression was solemn and solemn, and Heshi's hands suddenly pushed forward.
The golden palm print came out of the palm and immediately turned into two huge golden palms, slapping the two people in the air.
These two palms were getting bigger and bigger, directly covering the orange-haired demon and Awen.
[Mighty Bright Palm]!
The scriptures on his forehead became brighter and brighter, but the tips of his brows became a bit grayer.
"Captain!" A Xuankong Temple detective screamed in sorrow. [Dignified Bright Palm] was beyond the realm of the captain. This palm consumed the captain's life span for at least ten years.
The other scouts all had expressions of sadness and anger on their faces, but they all knew that now was not the time to be sad, and no matter what, they could not let the captain's attack go in vain.
I saw all kinds of fist lights, stick shadows, magic weapons, and scriptures, erupting like an exploding volcano.
Their eyes were on Shu Long and others behind them. They wanted to block Shu Long and others to prevent them from supporting them.
When they saw the remaining scouts in the team, they all stopped and showed no intention of forcing a break.
Some people who reacted quickly couldn't help but feel a bit weird in their hearts, but they were immediately filled with disdain. They were really just stragglers!
When teammates were in urgent need of support, they didn't even have the courage to push through.
It's just a pity that the captain...
[Majestic Bright Palm] is one of the secret techniques of meditation. It is very powerful, but it requires extremely high cultivation. It can only be fully used in the Nascent Soul stage. The captain has a golden elixir body and does not hesitate to waste his lifespan. Everyone can
I believe that it is impossible for the two of them to survive.
All the light in the sky dimmed in front of the two giant palms.
Snapped!
The two giant palms in the air suddenly looked like bursting bubbles, turning into two puffs of golden light.
The orange-haired demon looked dazed and confused. He was a little dizzy. The transparent flames around him dimmed a bit. He muttered subconsciously: "Hey, I seem a little dizzy..."
Awen's face was slightly pale, and there were a few scars on his body, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at the captain of the Xuankong Temple, as cold as ice.
Almost all the sentinels of Xuankong Temple were stunned at that moment!
Both of them are intact!
Shulong and others had no intention of stepping forward.
"I knew it was like this." Ming Juezi said helplessly.
"How wonderful! I feel so happy and relaxed." Cang Ze curled his lips.
"Isn't this a bit bad..." Nan Yue, who wanted to hone her magic skills, said hesitantly.
Listening to the conversation in his ears, Shu Long firmly decided to change the team leader.
At this moment, the orange-haired demon's shout suddenly echoed across the battlefield.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't take it from me..."
What responded to him was Awen's roar: "Kill!"
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"...
"Mine!" "Mine!" "Mine!"...
Nanyue and the others were chatting away leisurely.
"Guess who won this time?" Ming Juezi asked with a glance.
"Tie." Cangze replied directly without looking at it.
"Tie." Nanyue's eyes were directed towards the battlefield, but she was admiring the battle between the two.
"Deuce." The Black Smoke Demon's voice came out from the black smoke.
Ming Juezi sighed: "I think it's a tie too. But don't you find it boring?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Change teams." Cangze said.
"Change the team." Nan Yue agreed.
"Change teams." The black smoke demon's muffled voice came from the black smoke.
Shu Long, who has always been silent, couldn't help but said: "Change the team!"
Everyone's tone was crisp and sharp, but there was a hint of envy in their eyes. The talents of the orange-haired demon and the black smoke demon were extremely outstanding. When the two began to practice the three powers, their progress was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.
The two of them are always competing against each other.
Since the past few times, when encountering a small group of scouts like the one in front of them, there is no room for anyone else to intervene. The two of them covered the whole place like chicken blood, and there seemed to be no chance for anyone else to take action.
The power of the two people gradually became difficult for them to understand.
Whether it is the almost transparent flame of the orange-haired demon or the black flame of Awen, in the eyes of everyone, it is an extremely strange and strange power. It is obviously completely different from the three powers, but it has a somewhat adult flavor.
In addition to envy, everyone's fighting spirit became even higher.
Everyone hopes to hone their strength through fighting, rather than just watching from the sidelines.
This kind of battle is just a corner of the entire battlefield.
In other places, it is even more tragic.
The tragedy of the battle did not surprise Jiang Zhe. What surprised him was that in such a tragic battle, they were actually at a disadvantage!
