Chapter five hundred and seventieth defeat, frontal defeat
Red light flashed inside the fifteen craters, and the red fire illuminated the surrounding area.
Amidst the sound of wind and fire, Yun Lijun and a group of confidants slowly walked towards Lin Qi and his party. Although Lin Qi was his biggest target, Yun Lijun's eyes have always been on Yun Xiaojun.
, he squinted his eyes and looked at Yun Xiaojun without blinking, the corners of his mouth curled up into a half-smile, and there was an air of indifference and ruthlessness about him.
Jun Yunxiao slowly tensed up his body. Although he is a flower in the greenhouse and has never experienced any disturbance, Jun Yunxiao is not a fool. Judging from Jun Yunli's performance, he knows that Mr. Yunli will definitely succeed today.
I have to leave myself here.
"Aren't you afraid that your father will kill you?" Yun Xiaojun took a long halberd from Lin Qi's hand, which was also the weapon he usually used. After being captured by Lin Qi, all of Yun Xiaojun's personal wealth was taken away.
, but facing a strong enemy in front of him, Lin Qi generously returned Yun Xiaojun's weapon to him.
Jun Yun Li glanced sideways at Jun Yun Xiao, and then fixed his eyes on the halberd in Jun Yun Xiao's hand.
"As long as you don't let him know, your death must have nothing to do with me."
With a heavy breath, Yun Lijun shook up the spear in his hand and sneered with a sullen face: "After all, you are much more favored than me. Look at your weapons, they are top-notch holy weapons, but mine are just low-grade.
Holy weapon. But I am stronger than you, so this top-notch holy weapon should be mine for use!"
Slowly raising the spear, Yun Lijun said calmly: "Father is biased. In fact, you can't even exert 10% of the power of the halberd in your hand!"
Yunxiao Jun looked at his brother mockingly: "So what? My talent is better than yours, my bloodline is nobler than yours, my mother is from the royal family, and your mother is just a humble slave, why do you
Comparing with me? Everything I have eaten, worn, and used since I was a child is the best. Of course, this top-notch holy weapon should also belong to me! Why should you compare with me? "
Lin Qi slowly moved his hands and feet, and slowly adjusted the breath in his body. The two brothers Yun Xiaojun were bickering here, and he was just adjusting his state. Yun Lijun's cultivation seemed to have reached the intermediate level of a saint.
Lin Qi was not afraid of him, but the killers behind him were a headache. When fighting Yun Lijun, if these killers who were not afraid of death made trouble, Lin Qi would not have the confidence to escape unscathed.
Especially behind Mr. Yun Li was a warrior three meters tall who was covered in heavy black armor. The ghost-headed machete in his hand was shining with cold light. It was clearly a sacred weapon with various magical powers, not an ordinary weapon.
.This guy is also a warrior in the holy realm, and Lin Qi is full of fear of him.
Yun Xiaojun brother's two or three words aroused huge anger. Yun Xiaojun, who had been pampered since childhood, disagreed. He immediately raised his halberd and stabbed Yun Lijun carefully: "Asshole, it was you, a bitch, who started first
If you take action against me, even if I kill you, it won't be considered a violation of your soul and blood oath!"
Yun Lijun snorted coldly, and with a flash of the spear in his hand, he immediately brought a cold light and rushed towards Yun Xiaojun.
The two brothers practice exactly the same technique. One uses a halberd and the other uses a spear. There is only a slight difference in strength. However, the difference in the realm of saints is not big. The difference in strength between the peak saint and the lower saint is only several times.
That's it, Jun Yunli is stronger than Jun Yunxiao, but his strength is limited. The two of them fought in a jingle, and a ball of cold light with a radius of several meters was piercing everywhere. It looked very lively, but the winner had to be determined.
That will take a long time.
As soon as Yun Lijun moved, the killers behind him immediately took action. But faster than these killers were Lin Qi and Alda. The two of them had turned into a ball of strong wind and rushed towards the warrior wearing heavy black armor. Lin Qi
He swung the heavy ax and chopped the opponent's chest hard with the axe.
The heavily armored warrior grunted, the armor on his chest burst out with thousands of sparks, and he took a step back in embarrassment.
Alda let out a sharp whistle, and rushed towards the opponent with soul shock. He pulled out a light stabbing sword that was like a long needle, shook his hand and swung hundreds of cold stars towards the opponent.
The seams of the armor. Although this kind of heavy armor that covers the whole body is extremely defensive, the seams between the various parts are the most vulnerable parts of the armor.
With a few "chichi" sounds, Alda's rapier pierced the armor seam on the shoulder of the heavily armored warrior, and the rapier sank deeply into the opponent's body. Alda twisted the rapier with a ferocious look on his face, sharp
The blade of the sword suddenly turned into a spring shape, twisting into a mess inside the warrior's body.
The heavily armored soldier grunted, took a heavy step forward, and wielded the ghost-headed machete to chop Lin Qi and Alda in the middle.
After all, it is a sacred weapon. As soon as the black and red ghost head machete came out, it immediately made a sharp whistle, and a fist-sized ghost head poured out from the blade. The ghost head opened its big mouth and gave it a fierce blow.
Blowing air, a waterfall of sword light with a length of more than 20 meters swept down, shrouding Lin Qi and Alda inside.
Lin Qi raised his heavy ax in front of him, and then his heavy ax suddenly made an overwhelmed groaning sound. The fine heavy ax that had been tempered for thousands of years was torn into pieces by the light of the sword, and countless scraps of copper and iron the size of soybean grains were scattered everywhere.
The broken metal slag hit Lin Qi's face, causing his face to hurt. Although Lin Qi's heavy ax was also blessed with some magic, it was just an ordinary magic weapon and was incomparable to a sacred weapon.
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Alda's reaction was extremely fast, and the two pairs of huge fleshy wings on his back suddenly wrapped forward, tightly wrapping his entire body.
The torrent of black and red sword light roared through Alda's body. Alda's fleshy wings were cut with countless tiny wounds, blood spurted out, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Alda kept making sounds of pain, and then he
The body swayed and suddenly escaped into the darkness. A twisted black smoke was left in place and slowly dissipated, and Alda himself had disappeared without a trace.
"Death!" the heavily armored warrior roared angrily. He raised his left hand, pushed the heavy shield on his wrist and rushed forward. The shield hit Lin Qi hard on the chest. This was the heavily armored warrior.
With the unique attack skill 'Shield Blow', Lin Qi was caught off guard and was knocked several meters away by the shield. Then the ghost-headed machete flew into the air and struck Lin Qi's heart with a fierce blow.
Weapons can fly out of hands and attack enemies, which is also a characteristic of holy weapons. People who have reached the holy realm have extremely powerful mental power. Even if the weapon is taken off, they can still use their mental power to control it and exert powerful power. Of course, this can only be done with special methods.
Only sacred weapons forged from materials can accommodate the control of mental power. Ordinary magic weapons cannot achieve this effect.
Soon after that, Xiong Wanjin had already rushed forward with his fat body shaking. There was a black porcelain jar in his hand. He gritted his teeth and smashed the porcelain jar on the ghost-headed machete.
The porcelain jar shattered, and a ball of viscous plasma with a foul odor sprayed out. The ghost-headed machete, which was exuding a murderous aura, suddenly dimmed. There was a muffled sound of "clang", and the ghost-headed machete seemed to be suffocated.
It shriveled to the ground like a wild dog with a stick, and it no longer regained the ferocious flames it had just now.
The tip of the knife grazed Lin Qi's chest and tore the clothes on Lin Qi's chest.
The heavily armored warrior roared angrily. He had completely lost contact with the ghost-headed machete, and he could no longer sense the existence of this weapon. In the midst of his busy schedule, Lin Qi turned back to Xiong Wanjin and asked with a smile: "What is so powerful?"
?This is such a good baby!”
Xiong Wanjin shook his big butt and ran back, avoiding the pursuit of several killers. He shouted hastily: "Black dog blood is mixed with a woman's menstrual blood, hey, this is the treasure used by the East to remove evil spirits, no
I thought it would be useful for this ghost sword too!"
A cold light flashed in the air, Bilibili and Alda appeared at the same time, and the killers who were chasing Xiong Wanjin groaned and fell to the ground.
Lin Qi laughed, clenched his fists, and strode towards the unarmed heavily armed warriors. Lin Qi did not have a suitable holy weapon in his hand. Although he was rich and powerful, he did not have enough time to prepare for the enemy.
He forged a handy sacred weapon by himself. Facing the heavily armored warrior's ghost-headed machete, Lin Qi was naturally at a disadvantage when using an ordinary axe.
But Xiong Wanjin used such strange means to destroy the opponent's weapons. Lin Qi was confident that he could beat the heavily armored warrior into a pig's head.
The three-meter-tall heavily armored warrior roared and was photographed in front of his face with another heavy shield strike.
But this time Lin Qi hit the shield with his arrogant arm. He let out a deep roar and hit the shield with all his strength.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and the half-foot-thick alloy shield was smashed to pieces by Lin Qi's arm. The white tiger's fighting spirit roared in Lin Qi's body, and a looming white tiger silhouette slowly took shape behind Lin Qi.
Lin Qi's hands formed tiger claws and grabbed heavily on the heavily armored soldier's left arm. He exerted force with his ten fingers and heard a 'click' sound as the heavily armored soldier's arm was crushed to pieces by Lin Qi.
This heavy-armed warrior is also a lower-level saint. Like Lin Qi, he just broke through to the holy realm not long ago. However, Lin Qi received help from the elders of the Black Tiger clan when he broke through. His background is stronger than this heavy-armed warrior.
too much.
The techniques they practiced were even more different, and Lin Qi's physical strength showed an overwhelming advantage.
Lin Qi crippled the opponent's arm with one claw, and slammed his whole body into the opponent's chest. Heavy punches, elbow strikes, and knee strikes, Lin Qi shouted in a low voice, and struck hundreds of blows in succession on the opponent's body in an instant.
The heavily armored knight's armor was shattered, and his fighting spirit was unable to stop the invasion of the white tiger's fighting spirit. Wherever the white tiger's fighting spirit passed, his fighting spirit was shattered, his meridians were shattered, his air pockets were shattered, and his internal organs were all beaten to pieces.
Lin Qi, who was aroused by the fight, looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar. He buried his hands heavily into the opponent's chest, and then struggled to separate the left and right sides.
With a sound of "Hola", the tall and burly body of the heavily armored warrior was bloody and split into two halves.
The nearby killers saw Lin Qi crushingly killing a low-level Bible warrior. They shouted at the same time and turned around to leave.
Lin Qi laughed "haha". He ducked in front of the battle group of Yun Xiaojun and Yun Lijun, and punched Yun Lijun in front of him.
