Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh let me go
The masked man felt that it was a serious mistake to help Black Bear cause trouble for this recruit today! He couldn't remember that this was the first time in the past few years that he had thought of 'what a ghost' after seeing Joe helpless, but originally he didn't
The new recruits in the special operations battalion who were not in his eyes were like a sharp knife pointed directly at his heart, unable to be easily avoided!
Fight!
The masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple also felt furious in his heart, but he was unwilling to end up like the Meng brothers.
boom--!
The wind attribute force controlled by the masked man's mind suddenly changed its tune. The elegant wind whirlpool that was originally intended to imprison Qiao from wandering around quickly gathered towards his position. The force whirlpools quickly condensed together, each time
A rotation of the wind whirlpool will bring out a series of sharp blades that can tear everything into pieces!
If you can't escape or hide, then you have to defend yourself seriously!
The masked man gathered all the wind attribute force that he could control around him, and felt that the full force of the force was filling this large whirlwind composed of small wind whirlwinds. He thought that as long as Joe could not dare to rush in,
He directly detonated his whirlwind, cutting Qiao Bubu, a new recruit who was starting to feel a little frightened, with holes in it, killing Qiao Bubu's life alive!
At this time, the face of the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple was turned ferocious by Qiao Fang's sudden outburst, and there was even a hint of madness in his expression.
"Boy! If you dare to come in, I will definitely chop you alive! Hahahahaha! No matter how strong you are, don't mess with me, otherwise you will die or I will die!"
Just when the masked disciple of the Martial Temple laughed wildly in the whirlwind, the entire whirlwind bloomed quickly like a flower formed by the force of wind attribute. However, the petals of this completely formed flower were filled with
A sharp edge!
But in the face of this sharp force, Qiao's helpless body was thrown into the whirlwind without hesitation. His body was like a stone thrown into the lake, and like a fish rushing into the water, but
There was a little ripple created by the force of being thrown into the whirlwind, and then it instantly sank into the whirlwind.
After entering the whirlwind, Qiao Bubu suddenly stopped in the whirlwind and floated quietly in the air. His eyes seemed to have penetrated through the layers of whirlwind and locked onto the crazy Wushen Temple.
disciple.
"You have the guts!" The masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple suddenly felt like he was being ignored. If the look behind the mask on his face could kill someone, I believe Qiao Bubu could die countless times.
The masked man roared, and the force that was inextricably connected between his body and the surrounding whirlwind was pushed to the limit. Suddenly, the entire large whirlwind produced a roar like a scream, just like the masked man.
What the man in the face said. Joe couldn't step into his defense, so he could only fight for a life-or-death outcome.
Qiao BuFeng glanced at the crazy expressions of the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple. His eyes were full of deep disgust. The blood-red robes of the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple looked so dazzling in Qiao BuFang's eyes. It always made Qiao BuFeng inevitably remember something.
Bad memory.
laugh--
A force of force suddenly surged out of Qiao Fang's body, and in contact with the whirlwind formed by the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple around him, there was a crisp sound of the brocade being torn.
wind?
wind!
All the people who were staring at Qiao Fengwei with their eyes wide open suddenly discovered that a whirlwind suddenly appeared on Qiao Fengwei's body! First there was a small whirlwind, and then there was an unknown force that was inspired by the force of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The wind blades flew violently and completely disorderly in all directions!
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-
The direction of Qiao Feng's wind blades was completely opposite to the direction of the whirlwind generated by the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple. First there were one or two, then a dozen, and then hundreds. Trillions of wind blades flew in disorder at first.
Shooting, the result was that the whirlwind formed by the disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts was suddenly cut into pieces, and they were gradually connected together!
It's like a brand new whirlwind that was born within the whirlwind, breaking through the confinement of the original whirlwind and usurping the original power of the whirlwind. It instantly became a more powerful whirlwind!
The disciples of the Temple of Martial Arts were at the center of the whirlwind, and they could feel more clearly than anyone else how Qiao Feng was cutting and swallowing his whirlwind bit by bit. He used a force that was many times stronger than him to rob him.
His control of the whirlwind combined the two people's force to create such a huge whirlwind!
What's strange is that even after Qiao couldn't seize the dominance of the whirlwind, he still didn't take action. Seeing sharp wind blades flying past in front of him, his eyes exposed outside the mask became more and more irritated.
His eyes widened, instantly covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his mind was completely driven crazy by the sharp wind blades that didn't know when they would cut him.
"This, this is impossible... this must be an illusion! Boy! You are dead! You are dead! My whirlwind wind blade will cut off all the flesh from your body, and I will hurt you to death...
It hurts you to death!"
A series of blows had almost driven the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple to madness. He could clearly see Qiao Feng, and could easily sense that Qiao Feng's body was really only astral peak strength!
But just such a young man, who has not yet broken through to the realm of the immortal star, has shattered the confidence that he has built up through decades of hard work. He is no match for him at all!
Qiao couldn't just float in the air and quietly watched the masked man's panic for a while. Finally, a smile appeared on his lips. It was good to exercise like this so early in the morning, especially when the person he was dealing with was the bastard Xue Mo.
The bastard disciple!
"I... really think all three of you are very rude..."
Qiao Feng's voice floated into the ears of the disciples of the Wushen Temple who were covering their faces. The voice still had the same joking tone as at the beginning, but in the ears of the disciples of the Wushen Temple, this voice was nothing more than a seductive sound.
Ling Yin, the masked man's body trembled violently!
laugh--
A wind blade passed by, and a blood line connected to the flesh and blood shot out from the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple.
Tsk, tsk——
Two wind blades passed by one after another, and the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple couldn't help but let out a low roar of pain.
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-!
Thousands of wind blades that Joe couldn't control shot over the target in the whirlwind one after another. No matter where the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple hid, the wind blades that Joe couldn't control would accurately cut away his body.
A piece of flesh and blood, with a trace of blood in the wind.
"No...no! Let me go, let me go!"
Although the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple has reached the realm of the immortal star, he is completely unable to dodge in the face of Qiao's attack. He can only feel that the flesh and blood on his body is being cut off by the surrounding wind blades at a rapid speed.
There were more and more wounds, which made his tense nerves quickly approach collapse, and he immediately began to beg Qiao for mercy.
"Let you go? No, no, no, no... Just now you were talking about cutting off all my flesh, it hurts me to death, but I'm afraid of the pain, so I just have to cut off all your flesh!"
Qiao Feng was like tossing around with an interesting toy, showing no mercy to the martial arts disciple who had just teamed up with Meng Long and Meng Hu to kill him.
However, Qiao Feng seemed to be a little tired of tossing such an insignificant character like Wu Shen. After speaking, a look of impatience appeared on his face. He fine-tuned the force in his hand, and the entire whirlwind suddenly shrank to the size of one person.
Quickly wrap up the face-covered disciple of the Martial Arts Temple!
"ah--!"
In the end, the masked disciple of the Martial Arts Temple only left a mournful cry in the air. The whirlwind that Qiao could not shrink was instantly dyed with a bright red color. There was not a whole piece in the whirlwind...
quiet!
The training ground of the Zero Special Forces Battalion has never been quieter than it is now. Except for the gentle whistling of the wind whirlwind that is gradually stopping its rotation in the air, it seems that even people in the entire playground have forgotten to breathe, and everyone's eyes are turned towards
Joe, who was floating in the air and completely unharmed, couldn't look away.
Is this guy still a human?
This question almost popped up in everyone's mind at this moment.
For example, if someone asked anyone standing on the training field yesterday if there was a star warrior in the astral realm who could challenge three star warriors in the immortal astral realm, these people would feel comfortable asking them.
People are absolutely talking nonsense! How is this different from the impossible thing like a sow climbing a tree?
But if you ask these people the same question now, these special operations soldiers will definitely nod vigorously at the person asking them, yes! Damn it is possible! There are still monsters in the universe!
A recruit at the pinnacle of the astral body, not only was he not killed by the three immortal astral realm star warriors together, but he was not afraid of their attacks. In the end, he even blasted the three immortal astral realm star warriors who besieged him into smithereens.
, and the three guys who were in the realm of immortal stars were completely unable to fight back!
This level of combat power can not only destroy these people's immortal stars, but also think about it, it is not impossible to kill Meng Long, Meng Hu and the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple with this combat power!
The immortal star is only said to be immortal. If the force generated by the immortal star connecting the positive and negative spaces is not enough to restore the body's injuries, the star warriors in the immortal star realm will also die...
The chaotic force in the field gradually dispersed in the air after Qiao was unable to stop it. The force in the entire field, stirred by the Meng brothers and the masked disciples of the Martial Temple, gradually returned to normal.
Joe could not fall from the sky unharmed, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
Swish...shua...
The immortal bodies of Meng Long and Meng Hu began to recover in the air at this time. Two vague human shapes quickly condensed and formed in mid-air near the ground, and their consciousness gradually recovered.