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Volume 6 Flying Dragons in the World 122 The Power of Soul Fighters

Volume 6: The Flying Dragon in the Sky (Part 2) 122: The Power of the Soul Fighter

Two cross swords struck at the same time. Hanzi stretched out his stick and flicked it left and right. With two "dang-dang" sounds, he swung the two swords away. The two fighters swung their swords and struck again. Hanzi gave full play to the flexibility of Chinese martial arts and his body shape.

As nimble as a rabbit, as fast as a leopard, and as fierce as a dragon, he picked, teased, knocked or stabbed, targeting the weak joints of the two fighters. After a while, the two fighters were already loose everywhere, with many joints and bones broken throughout their bodies.

As Hanzi flew out from between the two of them, there were two loud booms and booms, and the two fighters finally fell to the ground, becoming two useless warriors.

Another demon fighter with half his face smashed was unable to intervene when Hanzi was fighting with the two fighters. When he saw Hanzi running out from between the two of them, he pounced on him with his sword. Hanzi's figure suddenly flashed.

To his left, he knocked hard with the iron rod in his hand, but when he heard a click, the demon warrior staggered forward. After he had to steady his body, he tried to stand up again, but he heard the knock on his calf just now.

There was a crackling sound everywhere, and then he lost his center of gravity and fell down suddenly - Hanzi's stick just now shattered his entire calf bone.

Hanzi ignored him, strode forward, lifted the iron rod upside down again, put his hands behind his back, and had a faint smile on his face, as if there were no waves in an ancient well.

After three battles, the thirteen demon warriors lost five of them. Boss Xiong was so angry that he shouted and made another gesture. The remaining eight demon warriors rushed forward, one of whom was taller than the eight.

The smallest among them, wielding a mace, roared and smashed it at Hanzi. The other seven people rushed towards Gongliang Yiyun and others, and for a while the two sides were fighting in a melee.

Hanzi raised the iron rod in his hand to face the demon warrior's mace. With a "塡" sound, his arm shook violently. The iron rod actually bent down from the middle, and the mace was only blocked.

The Demon Warrior roared, put more force on his hand, and hit him with the mace again.

"Damn, this Demon Fighter should be the Soul Fighter among the Thirteen Fighters. He is really powerful." Hanzi kicked his foot and retreated quickly, barely dodging the blow.

He once again used the art of wandering to fight with this soul fighter, but he found that the strength of this soul fighter was more than one level higher than the ordinary magic fighters in front of him, whether it was speed, power or physical strength, or even

The hardness of the bones is much stronger than that of ordinary fighters. He used the same strength as before, but it was unable to cause any harm to him.

Naturally, he didn't know that the soul warriors of each level of magic warriors have the strength of the higher-level magic warriors. In other words, the soul warriors of the green-level magic warriors have the strength of the yellow-level ordinary magic warriors, while the soul fighters of the yellow-level magic warriors

The soul fighter of the fighter has the strength of the red-level ordinary magic fighter, and so on. In the West, the level of the magic fighter is divided based on its own power, speed and physical strength. When it reaches the level of the black-level fighter,

When it comes to strength, its speed is said to have exceeded human limits.

After fighting with this Soul Demon Fighter for a long time, Han Zi felt very impatient. From the corner of his eye, he saw that some people in the A Brigade were seriously injured and had difficulty moving. They were already a little nervous at this time, especially those fighting with Feng Jiuya.

The one who bullied her was unable to move and hit her with great force. Feng Jiuya could only rely on her body skills to dodge. However, due to injuries on her body, she was able to connect with him once or twice out of the four or five blows. She was shocked.

I have to keep going backwards.

"Granny, I didn't expect that these idiotic magic warriors are so powerful. No, I have to change weapons, otherwise I have to increase the output of the dragon's true energy. The situation is unpredictable now. What if the dragon's true energy is used up?

You know what the consequences will be." At that moment, he stepped aside, threw away the iron rod, and took out the blood ax from the dragon ring. When the soul fighter's mace hit him, he suddenly roared and the blood ax passed over his head.

A ray of white cold light and a loud "Crack" sound struck the mace that hit the center, splitting the hard mace into two halves in the middle.

This western magic warrior is not completely without thoughts. The more advanced the magic warrior is, the more thoughts they can retain. As a soul warrior, he has the general ability to judge when facing the enemy. At this time, when he saw Hanzi

After changing the weapon, the power of the ax was so powerful that I couldn't help but be secretly shocked. I screamed and backed away. I looked at the mace with two forks in my hand and roared incessantly.

Hanzi didn't give him any chance. The blood ax flew around, and the light of the ax was like electricity. It drew a sharp light in the air and slashed at this guy. The soul fighter did not dare to take a hard hit and retreated quickly.

Avoid it.

Boss Xiong over there saw Hanzi suddenly change his weapon. The Soul Fighter was unable to resist the power of the axe. He shouted angrily and asked his minions to join the battle group, asking them to hold on and annihilate them.

Enemy, reward m yuan 200,000!

The temptation of money has been huge since ancient times. When these people heard what the boss said, they swarmed in like crazy, and the melee started again.

Hanzi looked sideways and saw that after Boss Xiong ordered his men to go into battle, he sneaked away secretly. He was furious, thinking that this leader of a dog was so cunning, asking his men to die, but he was delusional.

Escape, nothing in the world is so cheap.

Long Zhenqi reached 90%, and with a violent swing, the five thieves who rushed forward fell down. Their bodies flashed, and they chased after the soul warrior who had just dodged aside, and they did not put back their forward bodies.

, with a "boom", the whole person hit him hard, and the huge momentum knocked him over. The blood ax in his right hand raised the ax and struck hard on the side of his ribs. The power of the blood ax

Extraordinary, coupled with his Dragon True Qi, no matter how hard his flesh and bones are, how can he withstand it? With a "side" sound, the blood ax cut straight into more than half of it, Hanzi pulled it back and scraped it hard, hey

With a sound, the blood ax came down from top to bottom, almost breaking the soul fighter in half. Black internal organs and blood flowed out with the stroke of the blood axe, and there was a sickening smell.

Hanzi raised the blood axe, no longer staying, and threw out the ax with his backhand. From where the cold light ended, another scream came, and one fell down. He turned around and hit another axe, and another fell down. Those incompetent men fell down again.

When the terrorists who were afraid of death saw that he was covered in blood and that he was so powerful that he could kill several people with his axes, they were all frightened and did not dare to approach him again.

Hanzi did not chase them, and flashed again, rushing towards the demon warriors who were fighting Gongliang Yiyun and others. He was afraid that the boss Xiong had escaped and would not be able to avenge Zixia's attack on Zixia. At this time, he could not

He retained his dragon energy and rushed behind the demon warrior who was fighting with Feng Jiuya. He slashed hard with the blood axe, and with a "side" sound, he slashed until only half of his body was connected.

At this time, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his body was covered with black and red blood.


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