This was the first time he frowned since the war started.
Yes, with such power, he also felt a little troubled.
But feeling that something is a bit difficult and having a way to deal with it are two different things. Golden light burst out from the middle-aged red man's body. The golden light became more and more dazzling, and the middle-aged red man's body gradually became transparent.
Xiao Yan immediately felt something was wrong. Although he didn't know what was wrong, he just felt something was wrong. Without thinking, Xiao Yan immediately shot out several small bloody swords.
Xiao Yan's senses are keen, and the middle-aged red man is performing the escape technique of transforming into golden light. Perhaps this is the fighting feeling cultivated through the battle of life and death.
The sea of swords was approaching, and when he saw that the figure of the red middle-aged man was about to fade away completely, the figure of the red middle-aged man suddenly paused and immediately solidified a bit. The next moment, the few swords that shot at the front were
The sword penetrated the transparent body of the red middle-aged man, bringing out several bloody flowers.
Amid the screams, the middle-aged red man finally disappeared without a trace in front of the oncoming sword rain.
"Pity!"
Feng Feng secretly sighed in his heart, but ignored that golden light was everywhere. Not far in front of Feng Feng, the figure of a red middle-aged man suddenly condensed. His body was stained with blood, his face was as pale as snow, but his eyes were so angry that they turned into
A dark golden color glowing with blood red.
"Die!"
Staring with blood-red golden eyes, Xuanyun Jade Ruler struck down in anger, and a fierce golden rule light flew towards the storm.
It was too late to dodge the storm, so he immediately spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings. Suddenly, his body was as light as a feather and was blown backwards by the strong wind stirred up by the rays. In the blink of an eye, he floated a hundred meters away.
A hundred meters away, the strength of the golden ruler light was much weaker. Feng Feng raised his arms and clasped his hands in the air, and a huge wind sword immediately appeared in the air and chopped the golden ruler light into pieces.
The eight-star Dou Emperor's sneak attack on a six-star peak Dou Emperor has not yet succeeded. It must be a big joke. The middle-aged man's eyes looked particularly gloomy. However, he was not angry because he failed to succeed in the sneak attack on the storm.
But after suffering repeated setbacks and misses, he had a clear understanding of the fighting power of Xiao Yan and others, and he also clearly realized that he might not be sure of winning this battle, because he was now injured and was still injured.
Constrained by Xiao Yan's soul fighting skills.
Must fight!
The middle-aged red man had just settled his thoughts when a voice sounded loudly.
"You can also take one of my moves and try it! Quasi-Saint-level fighting skills, Nine Layers of Ten Thousand Poisons!"
What followed was a billowing green mist.
It's Nan Erming.
Quasi-saint-level fighting skills? Everyone was a little confused: "Nine Layers of Ten Thousand Poisons" can't even reach the world level, isn't it? Nan Erming really dares to bluff and brag!
The middle-aged man didn't know that the "Ten Thousand Poisons and Nine Layers of Miasma" could not even reach the world level, and he couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart.
As long as the word "holy" is attached to any fighting skill or technique, it should not be underestimated. Although the quasi-sage level fighting skills have the word "quasi" in front of the word "holy", they are also "holy" level fighting skills.
Even in ancient times when high-level fighting skills were not rare, they were extremely rare. Moreover, the name of the quasi-holy fighting skill called by Nan Erming also had the word "poison" in it, which was a poison that any Dou Emperor was deeply afraid of.
Magic fighting skills. And there are multiple "ten thousand" characters in front of the word "poison"!
The middle-aged red man felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and hurriedly danced his ruler like the wind, his fighting spirit sweeping in all directions, trying to drive away the poisonous mist.
But when Nan Erming's green poisonous mist came into contact with the red middle-aged golden Chi Fengyi, the level of their fighting skills was judged. The green poisonous mist was not driven away by the Chi Feng, but like ice and snow being driven away by the blazing sun.
Just like it melts immediately after being illuminated, it is immediately annihilated by the golden light.
The middle-aged man looked at this scene blankly. Is this a quasi-saint level fighting skill? To be continued.