A sixth-grade immortal who was born and raised in Qianmu City, looked at the city lord who was gradually falling into the disadvantage, and secretly prayed in his heart. Most of the other Qianmu City foreign spirits thought the same way.
But no matter how they prayed, as time went by, the number of moves the city lord Qing Hui could use to fight back gradually became less and less.
The strong human being became more and more courageous as he fought, and the signs of suppressed aura allowed more and more foreign spirits to clearly sense him.
At this moment, Ye Qingtian was also very satisfied. He even had time to glance in a certain direction, but he saw that there was no smile on the face of the young man in black, and his expression was dull.
This made Ye Qingtian a little helpless. He also thought that he had made the young master angry because he had not stopped Mrs. Mudan from releasing the teleportation method before, so the power in his hands became a little stronger.
laugh!
However, at this moment, a gray light suddenly appeared in the dark night, like a gray bolt falling from the sky, or like a gray strange snake choosing people to eat. The target was naturally Ye Qingtian, who had the upper hand.
"not good!"
The sudden sneak attack made Ye Qingtian's face change slightly. He did not have time to chase Qing Hui who was evading, but dodged away.
Unexpectedly, the gray horseman who followed him like a shadow actually turned around on the way and continued to attack him.
Fortunately, Ye Qingtian was very fast and dodged again, avoiding the vital parts of his body. However, a large section of the sleeve of his right arm was torn off by the gray horse.
Tsk!
Ye Qingtian only felt a burning pain on his right arm. He knew that he was indeed injured by the gray horse. This made his face become more and more ugly. He knew that something unexpected had happened.
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"die!"
Ye Qingtian, who had just sensed the injury on his hand, suddenly heard a sharp shout coming from behind him. This shout was very familiar to him. It was Qing Qing, the lord of Qianmu City who had fought with him for hundreds of moves just now.
Hui.
But what Ye Qingtian didn't expect was that Qing Hui, who had been suppressed by him just now, would suddenly burst out with violent force.
He had a vague realization, but at this critical moment, he had no time to think about it.
"Qingjia!"
Ye Qingtian muttered silently in his heart, and then, to everyone's surprise, an earthy yellow armor suddenly appeared on his back, which looked somewhat similar to Yun Xiao's Earth Emerging Stone Lotus Armor.
Bang!
Qinghui turned into a cactus with this heavy hand, which directly hit the earth-yellow armor. Dust flew up for a moment, causing Ye Qingtian to stumble, and his breath became a little disordered.
You must know that Qing Hui is not fighting alone at this moment. The appearance of the gray Pilian just now was obviously under the control of another strong man. His palm was just following the trend.
Therefore, when she sensed that the other party's aura was disordered and fell down, Qing Hui couldn't help but have a happy smile on her face, secretly thinking that she had been acting for so long, and it was finally time to reap the rewards.
In fact, although Qinghui has just broken through to the realm of demigods, with the natural fighting talent of the alien spirit, it may be difficult to defeat Ye Qingtian, but it is unreasonable to say that he is at a disadvantage.
This is an illusion deliberately created by Qinghui just now. The purpose is to paralyze the human beings in the demigod realm, so that the person in the dark is waiting for an opportunity to kill him with one blow.
However, Ye Qingtian's reaction and speed just now made their careful plan fall short, and they only suffered some flesh injuries. However, Qinghui, who seized this opportunity, once again caused Ye Qingtian's aura to become disordered.
Therefore, Qing Hui has reason to believe that his secret ally will never miss this opportunity again. He will take advantage of the opponent's disordered aura and attack with force, without a chance to kill him with one blow.
Whoosh!
The man in the dark did not disappoint Qing Hui. Just when he had just blasted Ye Qingtian away, the gray snake-like snake appeared again. This time, the target was Ye Qingtian's neck.
Crucial.
"asshole!"
Ye Qingtian clearly knew that with the strength of the man in the dark, as long as he was wrapped around the neck by the gray cloth, he might be killed instantly. It was not an ordinary piece of cloth, but an astonishingly powerful attack method.
However, Ye Qingtian, who was caught by the opponent's two opponents who were calculating mentally and unintentionally, it was already too late to make any moves he wanted to do, or the speed of the gray horse training suddenly accelerated, so that he had no time to implement the moves he had in mind.
Swish, swish, swish...
The gray horse was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already circled Ye Qingtian's neck three times. This evil man from the Southern Region in the demigod realm instantly turned red in the face and never entered or exited again.
spirit.
Seeing this flash of lightning, all the foreign spirits in Qianmu City were stunned. Some people with sharp minds had already thought that the Lord of the City had secretly arranged a powerful helper, and they achieved great success in one fell swoop.
But they still couldn't figure it out. Judging from the strength of that horse, the one in the dark must be at least in the same demigod state as the city lord, right?
When did such a super strong man appear again in Qianmu City?
But this is undoubtedly a good thing for Qianmu City, especially after the two powerful eighth-level immortals were killed by that human being today, this is undoubtedly an opportunity for them to take revenge on the spot.
It wasn't until a moment later that the strange spirits of Qianmu City clearly saw that the other end of the gray bolt was held in the hand of an old man in gray robe, looking extremely handsome.
"Brother Gray Thorn, thank you very much!"
Just when all the foreign spirits were staring at the gray-robed old man, the loud voice of Qing Hui, the Lord of Qianmu City, was heard, allowing them to finally know the name of the gray-robed old man.
Although they were excited, they were also confused, secretly wondering where the so-called gray thorns came from and why they had never heard of them before.
What happened tonight was really weird. A human in the demigod realm suddenly entered Qianmu City. Now there is a strange and powerful man in the demigod realm in Qianmu City. Everything is revealed.
Looking weird.
But for the foreign spirits, although they are doubtful, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to see. With the addition of a strong man in the demigod realm, the hateful humans should be unable to fly, right?
What's more, the human being in the realm of demigods is still restrained by the neck of the gray thorn at this moment. His face is red but he can't break free, which is really pleasant.
It was only at this moment that many foreign spirits saw that the gray thorn was actually a thorn covered with sharp thorns, and what would be the state of the strong human being whose neck was tied up by it?
To be honest, Ye Qingtian was really feeling extremely uncomfortable at this moment. Although he immediately put a layer of earth-yellow defensive material on his neck, he still couldn't withstand the shackles of the thorn whip.
In particular, the spikes on the thorn whip kept drilling into Ye Qingtian's earth-yellow defense, making him clearly know that he might not be able to hold on for long.
Almost subconsciously, Ye Qingtian's eyes turned to a certain direction. However, when he looked at it, the young man in black who was still there just now had disappeared.
In the sky, a demigod spirit named Gray Thorn had a look of pride on his face. In his opinion, the feat of killing a strong human being in the demigod realm should be inescapable.
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If you add in the reward for coming to Qianmu City this time to protect Qing Hui, Gray Thorn will really make a lot of money this time. Since this human being died in his own hands, Qing Hui would not dare to fight with him.
Fight for this great achievement.
"it's over!"
A domineering shout came from Gray Thorn's mouth, and then his right hand holding the whip was pulled hard.
If nothing unexpected happens, the human head should be ripped away from the neck by an incomparable force.
Whoosh!
But sometimes, accidents happen inadvertently.
Just when Ye Qingtian felt that he was suffocated and the khaki defense was no longer effective, a powerful sound of breaking wind suddenly reached his ears.
In the dark night, a not too eye-catching black light fell from the sky. Some sharp-eyed supernatural beings could clearly see that it seemed to be a strange wooden sword, and its target was the straightened thorn whip.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Seeing this scene, Gray Thorn didn't know that there was an enemy in the dark for a moment. He just thought it was the last struggle of the human being whose neck was restrained by the whip, so he sneered.
How could a wooden sword that seemed to have no power be the enemy of my own thorn whip?
Strictly speaking, this is Gray Thorn's natal thorn whip, which is already equivalent to a semi-sacred weapon.
Moreover, the thorn whip has a special kind of flexibility, which can dissolve any tyrannical force, or the cutting of some sharp swords, making the opponent return in vain.
What's more, Gray Thorn is absolutely sure that he can tear off the tall human's head before the ebony wood sword hits the thorn whip, without giving his opponent the slightest chance.
Crack!
However, when he was trying hard to pull off Ye Qingtian's head before the wooden sword fell on the thorn whip, he heard such a soft sound in his ears.
Then Gray Thorn felt a light touch in his hand, and the strong force just now fell into the void instantly, causing him to be counterattacked by his own force, as if he was hit by a big hammer. He couldn't control it for an instant, and kicked
He stepped back ten feet in a row.
"snort!"
After all, the opponent is a demigod, and Gray Thorn is also a demigod spirit. Just now, he wanted to accomplish something in one fell swoop, and he had to use so much force.
This time he suffered a backlash from his power, which made him groan, and a trace of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.
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