After locking the target position, Yan Bing no longer had any worries and directly launched seven flying swords to shoot at everyone. No matter whether they used their weapons to block or dodge in a hurry, the seven flying swords were regarded as nothing and passed through their chests!
The seven people barely had time to let out a scream before they died. When they raised their hands again, seven bloody flying blades flew towards the six people on the left, along with the dart user who was holding his injured leg and howling in agony.
Cong also brought them along and dressed them into "candied haws"!
Under the same realm, the differences are so vast. No one is Yan Bing's enemy, but even so, Lingyue arrived in front of the man first, raised his hand and ran out with a palm!!
The four flying rings were immediately shattered by the huge wind of the palm, but the man jumped up easily and landed floatingly, while the dense forest behind him was torn apart by the wind of the palm and fell apart...
At least it’s transformation!!
Lingyue looked at the enemy in front of her, immediately put herself on alert, and quickly stepped forward to fight with him, kicking, kneeling, horizontal elbowing, inch strength, and punching! However, this person used a
He resisted easily with both hands and resolved them one by one, taking advantage of the situation and even grabbed Lingyue's wrist!
"ha--!!"
A loud shout suddenly arose!
Lingyue's energy surged several times in an instant, and she stabbed the other person in the chest with a heart-warming kick. When the person saw that the other person was about to use his arm to exchange for his life, he hurriedly released his wrist, leaned to dodge, and jumped out.
Ten feet away...
But even so, a bruise appeared on Lingyue's wrist and it swelled up. It was obvious that the wrist bone had been pinched off by the opponent!
"Crack!"
It was only then that Yan Bing landed next to Lingyue, held the twelve flying swords in front of him, then tilted his face slightly and asked softly: "How are you? Are you okay?"
"Nothing!!"
Lingyue still had a stubborn look on her face, hiding her swollen right wrist behind her back, and smiled at Yan Bing...
"Be careful, the other party is at least in the transformation state!"
"Okay... I understand... You heal the injury first... Leave it to me!"
“I’m really fine!!”
"obedient--!!!"
Yan Bing was really angry at Lingyue for the first time...
Lingyue was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip, lowered her head, and said "hmm"...
"Don't worry, I can handle it... If you dare to hurt my wife... I'll chop him up today——!!" Yan Bing shouted coldly, and his dark purple Qi suddenly surged, and even the surrounding woods were filled with this steady stream of energy.
It was constantly swaying from side to side due to the air waves, almost breaking...
The scorching light also illuminated the dark dense forest, and it was only then that the assassin revealed his true identity.
A white robe fell slanted from the shoulders, and a white scarf was wrapped around his head. Among them was a red gem, an arrow feather, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and under a pair of eagle eyes, a standard beard... He was dressed like a nobleman.
But his eyes were always calm and arrogant...
“????????????????????????????????????????????????
?????????…” (What’s your name? My name is Akbar…)
"Who can understand what you are yelling about!? Death -!!"
The language barrier and the wife's injury left no room for communication between the two. Twelve red flying swords rushed towards the man! The old man in white robe did not seem to take it lightly, he just dodged left and right without using any weapons.
Blade block!
His flying ring was made by the best blacksmiths in the country. It was made of gold and gravel, but the moment it hit the opponent's sword, it was like a clay sculpture. It was cut into two parts in an instant. That profound scene is still engraved on him to this day.
Akbar couldn't erase it from his mind. He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy or confront him head-on. Akbar suddenly used his special skills...
He raised his hand and pulled off the gem on the turban. The turban immediately fell apart and turned into countless strips of cloth that fell into his palm. These soft strips of cloth seemed to come alive the moment he poured Qi into it.
Like a spiritual snake, it avoids all sword edges and directly attacks Yan Bing himself! Wherever it passes, wood is broken and rocks are shattered! But when it comes into contact with the sword edge, it turns into cotton wool and floats away.
When Yan Bing saw this, he immediately picked up Lingyue and suddenly backed away, pulling away...
It wasn't until he was completely out of the opponent's attack range that Yan Bing slowly put Lingyue down and said with a smile: "This guy is really difficult to deal with. If I keep hiding it, my life may end here today..."
"Ha! Why are you bragging... If you can't beat us, just retreat! Now that neither of us are seriously injured..."
"No!! He hurt you! He has to die!!"
Yan Bing retorted resolutely, then stood up and said loudly: "We are going to fight soon... You must not come close!! I have only just mastered this skill... I am afraid that I can't master the strength and get hurt.
you……"
"Really? Don't fool me..."
"How dare I fool you..." Yan Bing turned around and smiled at Lingyue, and then walked slowly towards the white-robed old man. As he walked, he said in a deep voice: "There is an inner door in Feixia Gate.
The defensive technique, named "Yunxiawulao", emphasizes using Qi to control the body, break through gold and gravel, even if it is chopped with a knife and axe, it is difficult to damage its surface, so it is the best... And I... I have also learned about it.
Collected in it..."
"What are you talking about?? I can't hear-!!"
Perhaps because of the distance, Lingyue couldn't hear anything except the rustling in the air, but she could only see that Yan Bing's whole body Qi gradually changed from dark purple to transparent... and the qi in her path gradually changed.
The surrounding trees seemed to have been penetrated by an invisible force, and they withered one after another, and finally exploded one after another! Fires broke out!!
Lingyue couldn't believe her eyes. She had never seen such a magical technique before. Her eyes widened for a moment and she couldn't say a word...
And how could the opponent let go of Yan Bing who had entered the attack range again? Six pieces of cloth immediately avoided all the sword edges and attacked Yan Bing!
"careful--!!!"
Lingyue shouted in desperation, but saw that Yan Bing did not dodge and continued to walk forward...
And the moment those strips of cloth came close to Yan Bing, they stopped moving forward, shaking wildly, and finally turned into a ball of ashes and dissipated in the air!
"????????????????????????!!" (What kind of magic is this!!)
Yan Bing smiled slightly and replied loudly: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I can guess what you want to ask, so I will tell you... remember! This is called 'microwave'——!
!!”
Before he finished speaking, Yan Bing suddenly walked straight towards the old man, turned his palm into a knife and struck him directly in the chest!
The old man in white robe was instantly frightened, and subconsciously raised his hand to grab it! However, just before touching the opponent's wrist, there was a crazy shaking in his palm, and the whole palm exploded instantly!!
There was no time to scream, but there was already a burning sensation in my chest!
The old man looked in disbelief at the chest that had been penetrated by the opponent's bare hands, feeling that every drop of blood in his body seemed to be boiling...
There was a "bang"... turned into a ball of blood mist... falling into the forest...
