The man was very fast in the darkness. He arrived in front of Long Qingyue and others in a few breaths. A strong aura of death rushed towards them, like a seducer from hell.
Long Qingyue's face changed slightly, what kind of weird technique is this?
The person opposite made a fist, without any fancy or spiritual energy fluctuations, but the power between the fists was something that should not be underestimated. There is no doubt that if you were punched, you would be seriously injured...
Qin Lieyan frowned and stepped forward, pulling Long Qingyue behind him. He moved his hands, and a touch of golden spiritual power turned into a ball of dazzling golden light and shot out from his hand towards the man's fist.
Hit away.
There was just a crisp sound of "bang", the golden spiritual power collided with the black fist shadow, the golden light disappeared, and the person opposite just took a step back, without even dodging or making any sound.
Nangong Yun's face gradually became ugly. He could see clearly just now that Qin Lieyan's seemingly random blow was definitely at the fourth level of power, but it didn't seem to hurt the person opposite him at all.
This means that the opponent's strength may be at the peak of the fourth level or above the fifth level...
When did such a powerful person appear in the imperial mausoleum?
The man on the opposite side continued to walk forward and punched out with both hands again. The cold wind of the fists carried a strong aura of death, and even the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a lot.
Long Qingyue held the lightsaber in her hand and raised it to meet the man's fist. A crisp clang sound sounded in the darkness, as if the blade of the sword had hit a harder metal, and then bounced back with a 'bang'.
The shock made Long Qingyue's arm go numb.
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. What kind of hand was that? It was actually stronger than her sword. You must know that her sword was a third-grade spiritual weapon and was indestructible, but that man's fist seemed to be more powerful than her sword...
Qin Lieyan's golden spiritual power was also unable to hurt the man at all, and Nangong Yun's long sword struck the man and was directly broken in two.
The man's body was as hard as iron and invulnerable to swords.
Qin Lieyan was surprised and said, "This is... a dead soldier?"
"Death warrior?" Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes in confusion.
Qin Lieyan nodded and explained: "A dead warrior is a living or dead person who is made into a dead warrior using weird and evil techniques. He is invulnerable to swords and his body is as hard as a rock. They don't know pain, let alone avoidance, they only know
The constant fighting is very difficult to deal with.”
As soon as Qin Lieyan finished speaking, the dead soldier on the opposite side had attacked again. The shadow of his fist flew towards him and inadvertently brushed against the wall. A sharp hole suddenly opened in the originally hard and intact stone wall.
Long Qingyue's figure flashed, and he faced him again with his lightsaber. Suddenly, clanging sounds could be heard in the narrow and dim corridor, and firelight splashed everywhere.
Qin Lieyan stood aside with his hands behind his hands, showing no intention of helping. Xiaoyue's strength was still a little weak, so it was just time for Xiaoyue to exercise. He couldn't help her every time when something happened, she needed to grow.
A rake is needed.
Nangong Yun saw Long Qingyue dodging left and right in the hands of the dead man. Every time it seemed dangerous, but he managed to avoid it by chance. He was so anxious that his heart skipped a beat. When he saw Qin Lieyan
Standing aside calmly, feeling depressed, he raised his sword and was about to step forward to help. Qin Lieyan grabbed him and raised his eyebrows, "She can do it."
Nangong Yun looked hesitant, but when he saw the determined look in Qin Lieyan's eyes, he couldn't help but slowly relaxed.
