Ye Cheng, who was deeply trapped in the formation, although his life was not in danger for the time being, the situation was not much better. These Turkic warriors were extremely skilled. Although they could temporarily control the land around them, some people would not let them.
He felt so comfortable.
From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Brother Geng Hu'er holding a long sword and quietly mingling among the crowd. Apparently he wanted to kill someone from behind while Ye Cheng wasn't paying attention. What kind of person he was and what kind of character he was.
Ye Cheng immediately took notice in his heart. Although the blood-drinking spear was still swaying in all directions, it lacked a bit of the fierceness it had just now. However, in the eyes of these Turkic warriors, it was Ye Cheng's lack of strength and his tired look. At the moment
The sword in his hand swung harder.
Brother Geng Hu'er kept changing his position in the crowd. He thought he was well hidden, but he immediately felt the change in the speed of the person in front of him. In addition, Ye Cheng was covered in scars. He thought he was seriously injured. He thought it was you this time.
The man who came to my door was so depressed that he was beaten by that old guy just now, and he almost lost his life. Killing the guy in front of him would be a way to vent his anger.
Just when Ye Cheng turned around and knocked away the two Turkic warriors, Geng Ge Hu'er immediately shot out from the crowd, staring coldly at the back of Ye Cheng's hand, and the sword light on the long sword was even more hesitant.
If he was hit, he would lose at least half his life.
Ye Cheng, who had been wary of Brother Geng Hu'er for a long time, had created the opportunity just now for him. The spear that was ejected suddenly shrank back in Ye Cheng's hand, and the gun body passed through the armpit at an incredible angle.
The head of the Blood Drinking Spear exploded with several inches of red light.
"bite--"
Brother Geng Hu'er's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that his sneak attack could be easily blocked. Moreover, the power contained in the gun was extremely powerful. He felt a slight numbness in his right hand. If he wasn't already very strong, I'm afraid that
Just this one blow will make the sword fall out of hand.
Geng brother Hu'er is also Qu Ao's favorite disciple. Although he is sinister and uninhibited, among the three, Chang Shumou and Hua Lingzi have better qualifications than him. Everyone always sees only these two people. In comparison,
He was much inferior, but it could not cover up his extraordinary qualifications at all. I think Qu Ao was only at this age when he achieved 30% success in practicing Kulang.
Although Ye Cheng suppressed his opponent with one shot, he was not at all proud in his heart. The force of the sword just now was extremely weird, and most of his strength dissipated after several waves. Even if it invaded Brother Geng Hu'er's body, it would still be useless.
There wasn't much left, so I secretly thought that this crazy 30% off price really had some tricks up its sleeve.
With one successful blow, Bai Zhan Marksmanship created countless gun shadows, which naturally gave him no chance to breathe. Moreover, although Bai Zhan Marksmanship was only an advanced marksmanship, it was most suitable for this kind of group battle. Ye Cheng suddenly felt like a man with thorns all over his body.
Like a hedgehog, those Turkic warriors were unable to intervene and were blocked by the energy emitted from the gun body.
Although Geng Ge Hu'er's edge was broken, he was not afraid. The long sword in his hand floated out and attacked, directly using the force of pressing the bottom of the box. The sword turned into a rainbow, with the same momentum as a huge lang, and charged in wave after wave.
Ye Cheng felt the force on the long sword, and it was indeed exquisite. There were twists and turns, but the force was different. He struggled to resist, but he didn't know whether it was because he had consumed too much of his internal energy or wasted all his time on it.
He caught the woman, and immediately sneered: "Why are Qu Ao's third disciples so inferior? Do they only have this little strength? Could it be that they spend all their energy on the woman's belly!"
The shadows of guns in the sky were like the Yangtze River, constantly impacting Brother Geng Hu'er's sword net. Although the madness was 30% off, it was subtle, but he was also miserable. He was beaten by the crazy old man before, and almost almost
I fell into someone's hands. I wanted to kill someone to vent my anger, but I didn't expect that the opponent was very strong. It would have been fine before he was injured. Even if he couldn't kill the opponent, he wouldn't be so unbearable. It was really a loss of face now, not to mention that he was surrounded by Turks.
If you are caught in the tooth tent, your reputation will be completely lost from now on.
In the fight between the two, every blow was carried out with all their strength. For a moment, the energy flew wildly, and the airflow within a few feet around them was reversed, turning into a vacuum zone. The Turkic warriors stayed away from each other, fearing that they would be harmed.
Ye Cheng endured the blood boiling in his chest and continued to bombard him wildly. He slowly felt the mystery of this seven-turn madness, but he vaguely felt that it seemed a bit like the Seven-Injury Fist mentioned before, but compared to the Seven-Injury Fist.
Shang Quan Lai was less domineering and fierce, but it also benefited him a lot.
The surrounding Turkic warriors were shocked. They did not expect that the apprentice of Tiele's top master would be suppressed by such an unknown guy. Although there was no sign of him for the time being, he was always at a disadvantage.
The energy in Ye Cheng's body was rapidly depleted, and at the same time he secretly praised this guy for his extraordinary strength. Judging from his peers, he was the most difficult guy he had ever encountered. Although he had the upper hand for the time being, he relied on his weird internal strength.
, constantly dissolving one's own true energy, offsetting part of it with every twist and turn.
Brother Geng Hu'er seemed to feel that his opponent's aura was weakening, and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, let me see how arrogant you can be. You just hit me with a stick of incense and counterattacked. How do you want to die?"
What? What I’m good at is cutting off a person’s limbs and breaking open his chest and abdomen. I’ll let you enjoy it in a while!”
Ye Cheng naturally felt the true energy in his body, and sneered and said: "Is it possible that Qu Ao's apprentice is so arrogant? It seems that your master really didn't teach you well. Compared with your senior brother and sister, you are really far behind!"
Brother Geng Hu'er couldn't help but feel angry for a while. He was unhappy after being mentioned one after another. Even at his age, no matter how well-educated he was, he couldn't bear it. He said angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
With an angry shout, Brother Geng Hu'er turned around from his previous defense. The long sword brought out an astonishing sword light. His eyes that were originally slightly obscene suddenly flashed, and a bit of murderous aura spread out, showing his...
own strength.
Ye Cheng didn't dare to be careless. The spear in his hand spun violently, causing a violent whirlwind. He knocked the tail of the spear with his right hand, and the spear turned into a black dragon and shot towards Brother Geng Hu'er's chest with strong energy.
Then he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and streams of invisible Qi spread out, blowing up the sand and stones on the ground.
Brother Geng Hu'er stepped forward with his sword straight, his body swaying continuously in the middle of the process. After seven times in a row, he had pressed his body to the side of the spear, and followed the barrel of the spear towards Ye Cheng. Regardless of the timing or angle, he had grasped it just right.
He dodged easily and exquisitely, but it was a pain to the Turkic warrior standing behind him. He was hit by such a sudden gun, and it was too late to dodge. He simply raised his sword, but as soon as he touched the gun body, he felt panic in his heart.
They regretted it, but it was too late. How could they withstand the power and energy contained in the gun body? They were instantly pierced through the chest and body, and flew several feet backwards. Several people who hit one after another also had their bones broken and their bodies broken.
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Looking at the long sword that was approaching, Ye Cheng felt indifferent in his heart. Black energy was already lingering on his right arm, and a red light flashed in his eyes that even he himself did not notice. Although he knew the power of the opponent's sword light, but because of the strength of his right arm,
Being, happy and unafraid, shouted: "Brother Geng, Hu'er, do you dare to fight me fairly!"
If you can't attack for a long time, the best way is to challenge the generals alone. As long as you can kill one person, the opponent's morale will be greatly reduced. If you take advantage of the situation and attack fiercely, you will definitely be able to win a battle.
A fair challenge, even if Yun Shuai is sitting in charge, he still has to say something. Surrounded by not only the elites under Tong Yehu's tent, but also the warriors selected by various tribes, no matter what the world is like, the strong will always be respected. If there is even one
I dare not accept the challenge, and I have already lost in terms of momentum.
The five fingers of Ye Cheng's right arm spread out, taking turns to break into the sword light, and pressed it accurately on the tip of the sword. The powerful weapon and arm made a "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound, which was particularly clear in the entire battlefield.
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Brother Geng Hu'er moved his feet seven times in a row, turned around and struck with another sword. Ye Cheng, who had not yet landed in mid-air, sneered: "I didn't expect that Qu Ao's disciple is also a coward. I don't think you will ever do it again in this life."
If you make any progress, your martial arts journey will stop here!"
"You bastard, how can you keep shouting about my master? I will kill you today!"
Brother Geng's blow just now seemed to feel the emptiness in Ye Cheng's body, and he also knew that if he did not dare to meet this challenge, it would definitely leave a shadow on his heart in the future, which would indeed be very harmful to his future martial arts practice.
What's more serious is that he is alone in the battle, and his powerful and domineering power will become an indelible impression in his mind. When he meets Ye Cheng in the future, he will lose mentally.
Ye Cheng was overjoyed. He had let Brother Geng Hu'er be fooled just now without using his full strength. Seeing that he agreed to the challenge in disguise, he no longer held back. In mid-air, he pulled the ghost face with his left hand and immediately felt the real power in his body.
He was full of energy and said in a deep voice: "Let me see how talented Qu Ao's apprentice is. Don't let me down!"
The two groups of people around them slowly separated. Looking at the two people fighting in the back, the crystal clear ghost face of Ye Cheng in mid-air gave people a strange feeling. They wanted to see it but didn't dare to look more.
It swooped down in the air with an extremely powerful momentum, like an eagle spreading its wings to catch food.
The combined players cheered, adding to Ye Cheng's domineering momentum.
Ye Cheng jumped down in the air, and his internal energy quickly spread to his arms, forming a faint air shield on his five fingers. At a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, he pressed down on the sword body one after another, as if one blow turned into five blows.
The strength of each share is different.
This improvised claw technique was learned by Ye Cheng from Brother Geng Hu'er's seven crazy turns. Although it was just a small technique of using force, it was extremely difficult to master it firmly.
Geng Ge Hu'er naturally felt the strength of the sword. As soon as he touched it, he was immediately thrust into the sword by a strong tearing force. He quickly tried his luck and the inner energy in his body naturally rotated seven times in a row, carrying the opponent's force with him.
The energy dissipated invisibly, even so it was still slightly stagnant.
In this lag time, Ye Cheng's skill would definitely not miss him. While his body was hovering in mid-air, he pursued him again, his palms and fists constantly changing, attacking from various angles that were difficult to figure out.
Ye Cheng relied on the power of Brother Geng's Hu'er Sword to circle up one after another. He did not land even ten moves in a row, just like a goshawk soaring. The sound of claws and swords clashing was like a violent wind and rain, sometimes intensive.
, sometimes scattered.
And the demon Buddha's ancient arm finally triggered its attributes one after another, and several moves triggered body-breaking attacks. It was like adding more power to a tiger. Brother Geng Hu'er was immediately frightened. He didn't even have time to resolve the energy that invaded the body. After ten moves, his hand
The long sword slowed down, but did not catch up with Ye Cheng's rhythm. His eyes bulged in disbelief, and he flew back quickly towards the crowd.
