Two hundred and seventieth chapter shofar wind chimes
The cold peacock true power flowed through his body, and Tang Tian's heart was like ice and snow.
The surrounding air was almost imprisoned, and waves of turbulent real power surged and roared in the three-foot radius, stirring up layers of transparent ripples, and the low sound of thunder echoed among these transparent ripples.
What a powerful force!
But there was no trace of fear on Tang Tian's upturned face.
The fingertips of the right hand hanging by his side bloomed with blue sparks, the five fingers were like hooks, the elbow was turned out, and a claw suddenly reached out.
The sharp and cold power shot out from the fingertips and collided with Yu Shun's Great Sad Thunder Palm without any tricks.
laugh!
The finger strength of the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw is like five sharp spears, piercing through the opponent's palm.
However, Yu Shun's palm force covered a very wide area. Even though it was penetrated, the remaining force still rushed towards Tang Tian. The moment the palm force reached his body, Tang Tian's eyes suddenly lit up with blue light, and he had prepared a blood shield.
Stand on your chest.
boom!
Tang Tian's body sank downwards, and the yellow sand beneath his feet exploded and scattered in all directions.
A shallow pit about two meters in diameter and half a meter deep was formed around Tang Tian.
The menacing Yu Shun seemed to have been bitten by a snake. He twisted his body in mid-air and flew back several feet before stopping. Yu Shun's face was as gloomy as water. His palm force was completely penetrated by Tang Tian, and it was strange.
The finger force penetrated into his meridians, and it took him three breaths to get rid of this strange finger force.
He actually still has finger power and can penetrate his own Great Compassion Thunder Palm?
His heart was awe-inspiring, and his Great Sadness Thunder Palm was as powerful as thunder. Among the seventh-level martial arts, it was definitely the first-class and most powerful palm technique. He had practiced this palm technique to a proficiency, and an ordinary Tianlu-level warrior could do it.
Kill with palm.
The strong one in the sky!
Yu Shun narrowed his eyes, his real power surged, and a dazzling electric light appeared on his palms.
Unexpectedly, his eyes flashed and he suddenly lost sight of the other party!
Yu Shun's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body was on high alert, preparing to receive the opponent's attack. However, after five or six seconds, there was still no movement. Oh no, he was fooled!
Yu Shun happened to see a shadow looming in the crowd, ruthlessly harvesting lives.
hateful!
He flew away without hesitation.
Yongqiu's opponent is Tang Yi, and his soul general is also an eighth-level sword-wielding soul general named Feng Chou. Feng Chou looks extremely ugly, but he is a master of swordsmanship sixty years ago. Feng Chou is
Yongqiu's best helper, the eighth level of strength, is also the limit that Yongqiu can control. Feng Chou is extremely accomplished in sword skills, and there are few opponents within the eighth level.
However, facing this soul general who also wielded a sword today, Feng Chou was completely suppressed.
For the first time, Yongqiu saw Feng Chou being suppressed from the moment he met him. What a powerful soul general. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. If such a brave soul general could be used by him...
Quietly, he held five flying knives in his hand. With a shake of his hand, the five flying knives drew five strange arcs with a whimpering scream, heading straight for Tang Yi.
Tang didn't even look at it. The sword in his hand seemed to be empty. With a seemingly random shot, the five flying knives seemed to hit an invisible wall and bounced away.
Yongqiu's eyes became more interested, his fingers were like flying, and countless hidden weapons flew out from his fingers. The real power of Mu Xing injected into them made them look like a green rain, overwhelmingly rushing towards Tang Yi.
Tang Yi was indifferent, and opened and closed the sword widely, but the light of the sword was like a curtain, and it was extremely domineering. When the hidden weapon hit the curtain of sword, it was like rain hitting banana trees.
However, Yongqiu's hidden weapons seemed to be endless, pouring out from his fingers.
Yong Qiu and Feng Chou joined forces, but they could not stop Tang Yi.
But the other warriors couldn't intervene at all. The energy aroused by the heavy rain of hidden weapons hitting the domineering sword curtain made it impossible for them to get close.
The battle between He and Shuicheng was a different story.
Both of them are swordsmen, and they both fight quickly. The two figures are like lightning, and they can be separated at the touch of a touch.
Shuicheng used a slender stabbing sword, his figure was erratic, and his swordsmanship became strange and unpredictable. The crane was equally fast, but it was like a black crane dancing in the air, free and agile, and his swordsmanship did not have any sinister atmosphere at all, it was upright.
Tang Tian was like a loach, flickering in and out of the chaotic crowd.
However, these people were obviously much more difficult to deal with than Xin Li's men. After the initial panic, they calmed down. Although the Tianlu-level warriors did not pose much of a threat to Tang Tian, as long as he was within two moves, there was no
Kill the opponent, and the warriors on the side will arrive.
Tang Tian killed six people in a row, and then was entangled by three. There was a loud shout from behind, and Yu Shun came to kill him.
The surging palm force came crashing down from behind.
Tang Tian suddenly let out a long roar, wielded the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw in his right hand, and swung out the Blood Rush Shield with his left arm. An air knife flew out through the air. It was an air shield attack!
Hearing Tang Tian's roar, Ling Xu, who had been lying in wait, was startled, and blood suddenly rushed to his forehead.
This is a planned code!
Ling Xu's Qinggong was average, and the opponent had many experts. If he got too close, he would be easily exposed. So he had been lying in ambush about fifty feet away from the battlefield, waiting for the order to attack.
It's now!
The flamingo rushed out with a roar!
The fierce wind in front of him and the turbulent vision made Ling Xu's fighting spirit suddenly burn and his blood boil!
The Flamingo was refitted by Sai Lei, and its performance in all aspects was greatly enhanced. What surprised Sai Lei the most was that the Flamingo actually gave birth to something similar to a martial spirit. Although it was still very weak, this meant that the Flamingo,
An essential change has occurred. The flamingo has become somewhat similar to a machine soul armor.
The speed, the speed of the flamingo, is three times that of before!
It took a long time for even a lunatic like Ling Xu to adapt to such a crazy speed.
But once he got used to it, Ling Xu fell in love with this feeling of speed.
Speed up! Speed up! Speed up!
The flamingo also felt Ling Xu's fighting spirit. Its speed was getting faster and faster. When its speed exceeded its usual limit, boom, a wisp of red flame suddenly popped out from between its toes.
The flames saw the storm rising, and in a blink of an eye, they covered the flamingo's body.
Ling Xu was shocked at first, when he discovered that this flame not only did no harm to him, but also made the real power in his body become more active, and the flame enveloped Ling Xu.
Ling Xu suddenly felt that he and the flamingo were one, with an indescribable tacit understanding.
The movement of the flamingos running was not small. Running at full speed at this time immediately alarmed everyone on the battlefield.
But...it comes so fast!
Everyone felt that a fiery figure was rushing towards them like an angry arrow, and appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.
What's this?
Suddenly, a crazy face emerged from the flames. The warriors were shocked and raised their weapons in front of their chests. Countless cold lights burst out from the flames and enveloped them instantly. Ling Xu's momentum was so fierce that they had no time to react.
I can only resist subconsciously.
The cold light hit their weapons almost simultaneously.
A huge force came like an overwhelming force, and with a bang, bang, bang, the three warriors flew several feet away like sandbags. They were all bleeding from their orifices and had no breath at all.
Ling Xu was ready to kill, and the flamingo under him did not slow down, and suddenly exerted force and flew into the air.
Ling Xu's long silver hair was enveloped in a layer of bright red flames, and the silver hair flew freely in the air, forming a curtain of roaring fire.
The flamingo jumped over five feet. Looking at the fear and panic on the face of the warrior in front of him, Ling Xu's face became dull, and there was no trace of the usual madness. He was like an ancient flame knight, with murderous intent.
Overflowing.
The silver gun was singing happily, as if it could taste the long-lost heartiness again.
Suddenly, Ling Xuruo realized that the Spear Point Sea was simply the ancient battlefield marksmanship!
He felt like he was struck by lightning. Many of the spear techniques and unique power techniques appeared in his mind like a revolving lantern, and he suddenly understood!
From the last time, he felt that Spearhead Sea had many skills for battlefield use, but he thought this was a common feature of ancient marksmanship. During this time, he had also been trying the fighting method of riding a flamingo, but it didn't work at all.
Have you ever thought about it, Spear Point Sea is basically the battlefield marksmanship used on the battlefield in ancient times!
The teacher never told him that Spearhead Sea needs mounts!
Yes, the Spearhead Sea needs mounts. Only the Spearhead Sea with mounts is the real Spearhead Sea!
This epiphany flashed through Ling Xu's mind like lightning. When he came to his senses, he had already rushed in front of the enemy. Without thinking, he lightly stabbed out the silver spear in his hand!
This stab was unprecedentedly light, and his fingers rubbed the barrel of the silver gun extremely gently!
However, the silver gun became extremely obedient, as if it slipped out of his fingertips with a slight rotation.
The ram's horn wind chime tied to the spear's tassel was thrown up. After getting this thing from the Hidden Sword Saint, Ling Xu tied it to the silver spear, but it never sounded.
Ding!
A leisurely sound of wind chimes seems to penetrate through the layers of historical fog and points directly to people's hearts.
Ling Xu's body trembled, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
puff.
The warrior in front of him seemed to be in a state of ecstasy, motionless. There was a flash of silver light, and the tip of the spear pierced his chest silently. Bang, the warrior fell to the ground, but there was no pain at all on his face.
When he saw the expression on the warrior's face when he fell, Ling Xu was shocked again.
The flamingo didn't pause at all, like a ball of fluttering flames, passing over several warriors.
Ling Xu subconsciously took out his gun, puff puff, puff puff, his gun became as fast as lightning, and it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye. As soon as the silver light flashed, one person fell to the ground. Everyone who fell to the ground had no look of pain on their faces without exception.
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By the time Ling Xu came back to his senses, he had already swept through the opponent's camp. The route he had just rushed through was littered with corpses lying on the ground. The real power in his body did not feel exhausted at all.
It felt like I had just walked a few dozen feet leisurely.
Ling Xu looked at the ram's horn wind chime tied to the silver gun in his hand in disbelief.
His fingers subconsciously rubbed the gun body, and the sound of wind chimes sounded leisurely, clear and charming, going straight into his heart and echoing the true power in his body.
Suddenly hearing Tang Tian's roar, he came to his senses and without hesitation activated the flamingos and left the battlefield.
