Yan Bing locked the target position and had no worries. He directly sacrificed seven flying swords and shot them at everyone. No matter whether they resisted with weapons or hurriedly dodged, the seven flying swords were treated as nothing and passed by their chests!
Almost no time for the seven people to let out a scream and died. When they raised their hands, seven bloody flying blades ran towards the six people on the left. On the way, they were also taken with the arrowhead who was holding the wounded legs and screaming, and they were worn into "candied haws"!
Under the same realm, the difference is so different. No one is Yan Bing's one-union enemy, but even so, Ling Yue arrived first and rushed out with a palm!!
The four flying rings were immediately shattered by the huge palm wind, but the man jumped up easily and landed on the ground, and the dense forest behind him was destroyed by this palm wind and fell apart...
At least it is the realm of transformation!!
Ling Yue looked at the enemy in front of him and immediately took a twelve-point alert. He quickly stepped forward and fought with him, kicking, knee-throwing, cross-elbow, and collapsed punch! However, this man easily resisted it with his hands, resolved one by one, and grabbed Ling Yue's wrist!
"ha--!!"
A loud shout suddenly arose!
Ling Yue's aura suddenly surged several times, and he stabbed the other person in the chest with a heart-wrenching foot. Seeing that the other person was going to use his arm to exchange for his life, the man hurriedly let go of his wrist, dodged his body, and jumped out ten feet away...
But even so, a bruise appeared on Ling Yue's wrist and became swollen. It was obvious that the wrist bone had been pinched by the other party!
"Bang!"
It was not until then that Yan Bing fell to Ling Yue, and horizontally pushed the twelve flying swords forward, pressed them forward, and then asked softly, "How are you? Are you okay?"
"Nothing happens!!"
Ling Yue was still stubborn, hiding her swollen right wrist behind her, and smiled at Yan Bing...
"Be careful, the other party is at least in a state of transformation!"
"Okay...I understand...you heal first...he will leave it to me!"
"I'm really okay!!"
"obedient--!!!"
Yan Bing was really angry with Ling Yue for the first time...
Ling Yue was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip, lowered her head, and said "Yes"...
"Don't worry, I can deal with it... I dare to hurt my wife... I cut him today-!!" Yan Bing shouted coldly, and the dark purple aura suddenly surged. Even the surrounding woods were swaying from side to side by side by side by continuous waves of air, almost breaking...
The scorching light also shone through the dark forest, and it was not until then that the assassin showed his true form.
A white robe fell off her shoulders, a white scarf wrapped around her head, a red gem, an arrow feather, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, and a pair of eagle eyes, a standard beard... she was dressed in a noble outfit, but his eyes were still calm and despised...
"????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????..." (What's your name? My name is Akba...)
"Who can understand what you call in a ghost!? Death-!!"
The language barrier and the injury of his wife left no room for communication. Twelve red flying swords rushed towards the man! The old man in white robe seemed to have not looked down on him, but just dodged left and right, without using weapons to block it!
His flying ring was built with the best blacksmith in the country. It was no problem to open gold and gravel, but the moment he met the opponent's sword blade, it was like a clay sculpture. In two instants, the profound scene was still engraved in Akbar's mind. It could not be erased, and he dared not underestimate the enemy or fight head-on. Akbar used his unique skills to make his heart...
He raised his hand and pulled off the gems on the headscarf. The headscarf immediately fell apart and turned into countless strips of cloth strips and slipped into his palms. The soft strips seemed to have come alive when they were poured into the air by him, like spiritual snakes, avoiding all the sword edges and attacking Yan Bing himself! Wherever he passed, he would break when he encountered a wood! When he encountered a stone, he would break! But when he touched the sword edge, he turned into Liumian, floating away.
Seeing this, Yan Bing immediately picked up Ling Yue and suddenly retreated, and opened the distance...
It was not until he completely withdrew from the opponent's attack range that Yan Bing slowly lowered Ling Yue and said with a smile: "This guy is really difficult. If I hide it any longer, I might have lost my life today..."
"Ha! Why are you bragging about? If you can't beat me, please withdraw quickly! While we are not seriously injured now..."
"No!! He hurts you! He will die!"
Yan Bing retorted firmly, then stood up and said loudly: "We will fight in a while... You must not get close!! I have only been comprehending this skill for a while... I am afraid that I will hurt you if I don't master the strength..."
"Really? Don't fool me..."
"How dare I scare you..." Yan Bing turned his head and smiled at Lingyue, then walked slowly towards the old man in white robe. While walking, he said in a deep voice: "Feixiamen has an inner gate defense technique called "Yunxia and Fog", which emphasizes the use of energy to control the body, breaking gold and shattering stones. Even if a knife and axe are cut, it is difficult to hurt its appearance. Only then is it the best... and I... have put my own understanding into it..."
"What are you talking about? I can't hear it-!!"
Perhaps it was far away, Ling Yue couldn't hear anything except the rustling sound in the air, but she saw that Yan Bing's qi gradually changed from dark purple to transparent... But the surrounding trees where she passed seemed to be permeated by an invisible aura, withering one after another, and finally exploded one after another! A fire was ignited!!
Ling Yue couldn't believe her eyes. She had never seen such a magical technique before. She glared wide for a moment and couldn't say a word...
And how could the other party let Yan Bing go into the attack range again? Six cloth strips immediately avoided all the sword edges and attacked Yan Bing!
"careful--!!!"
Ling Yue shouted in a hurry, but saw Yan Bing not dodging or hiding, and continued to walk forward...
The cloth strips stopped moving forward when they approached Yan Bing, 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 can't understand what you are saying, I can guess what you want to ask, then I will tell you... Remember! This is called 'microwave' -!!!"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Bing suddenly rushed straight to the old man, turning his palm into a knife and hitting his chest directly!
The old man in white robe was shocked in an instant and subconsciously raised his hand to grab it! But the moment before touching the other person's wrist, a crazy shaking came from his palm, and the whole palm exploded instantly!!
Before I could scream, a gust of heat came from my chest!
The old man looked at the chest that was pierced by the other party's bare hands in disbelief, feeling every drop of blood in his body as if it was boiling...
With a "bang" sound... it turned into a ball of blood mist... falling into the forest...