Chapter 5990 Yin-Yang Treasure Fan Buddha Cloud Hand
Facing Wen Huaili's questioning, the woman disguised as a soldier said coldly: "Who do you care about me? I will let you die without a burial place today..."
The old guy looked intently, and saw that the other person's skin was as white as snow and his face was charming. He looked like he was in his prime, but he was able to block his vicious attack and rescue the boy named Qiu, which made him quite puzzled. What was going on in this world?
, there are too many weird people, I guess this girl is exactly the same as Qiu Yu, I guess she is not young, but she is good at some kind of magic, she can stay young forever, which is hard to see through!
If this woman hadn't suddenly come out, she would have killed the boy named Qiu. Wen Huaili frowned and was so angry that he said fiercely: "You want to die too, then I will help you..."
The dozen or so thin swords he held were originally like fans. At this moment, they suddenly closed them and pointed forward. The sword light rushed towards the beautiful woman in front of him with a gloomy coldness, without any pity for her.
So who is this woman? Qiu Yu already knows the answer. The other person is Xing Ling from Xingyue Palace, his confidante and one of his best friends. She also helped him get through difficulties before, but then she didn't
She disappeared without a trace, making him think that the girl was gone. Unexpectedly, she appeared again, which made him so happy that he didn't even notice the sword wound on his shoulder.
"What are you crazy about, old beast? I will let you die without a burial place!" Xing Ling cursed without showing any signs of weakness. His graceful body flew up gracefully, and he swung the purple aurora sword and fought with it crazily, making everyone dazzled.
, I really didn’t expect that this young-looking woman who is also in the realm of virtual reality can actually compete with the old guy. It’s really no small matter!
Sima Yanran came to Qiu Yu's side, looked at the wound on the other person's shoulder, her expression was moved, and said distressedly: "You are injured, let me bandage it for you..."
"No need for now, it's just a minor injury, it's no big deal." Qiu Yu had already used spiritual energy to seal the wound, so there was no more bleeding. Then he casually took out a piece of blood ginseng and threw it into his mouth, chewing it, feeling the bloody smell spreading in his mouth, which was eerie.
Looking into the air, he saw that both sides had superb martial arts skills. However, in terms of skill, Wen Huaili was clearly superior, and Xing Ling alone might not be able to defeat the opponent.
There was no need to be polite to this old beast who came to attack, the loyal lackey of the young prince. Qiu Yu showed a murderous look on his face and said coldly: "Old guy, you are so brave. You dare to come here to assassinate me. Your end has come."
." He jumped upwards and swung the Lanlin Sword. The golden water flow formed a huge wave and rushed towards the opponent from another direction. A huge thing loomed in it, a golden giant turtle, extremely fierce.
Realizing that this kid was carrying out a violent attack, Wen Huaili secretly complained in his heart. He thought that the enemy was the only one in the realm of virtualization, so there shouldn't be much risk in coming to carry out the assassination. After killing the target, he would definitely be able to leave, because no one could stop him.
, so he came here with great ambitions, but God’s calculations are not as good as those of man. Who would have thought that such a powerful woman would suddenly appear and be able to compete with him? This would be troublesome, and I’m afraid the result would not be good.
At this point, the old guy could only resist with all his strength, and then find an opportunity to leave, roaring, "Get away..." He struck out with his left palm at an angle, and then the strong wind roared, filling the air with haze, and a black python was wrapped around him.
He rushed over with great force, plunged into the golden water flow, and violently collided with the giant turtle, making a loud noise.
Both giant beasts were not spared and both exploded. Qiu Yu staggered back due to the huge shock, and Wen Huaili's body was also swaying. It stands to reason that his skill was far deeper than the other's, but he had to deal with the even more terrifying Xing Ling.
One against two, the attack power will be greatly reduced. Even if the enemy is injured a thousand, it will be damaged by 800, and it will not gain much advantage.
The three of them are all in the realm of virtuality that cannot be underestimated. If they are not careful, they will give their opponents a chance.
, there is a silk-like edge looming in it, which is like a dragnet that is covering Wen Huaili. Its diameter is more than nine feet, making it impossible for people to dodge.
At the same time, Qiu Yu on the other side tried his best to attack again, shouting sternly: "Giant claws with golden scales..." The sword waved in a wave shape, and the light swayed condensed into a giant eagle claw with cloth on it.
Full of golden scales, he grabbed forward with a momentum that seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart.
Everyone was watching below, feeling thrilling and eye-opening. Everyone had heard more or less about Qian Jue Sword Wen Huai Li, who was a famous figure in the cultivation world of Zhao State and a master at the pinnacle level. However, the unknown young woman also
Not weak, a sword with ever-changing shapes, she can be called the king among women. She is the youngest woman with the highest cultivation level they have ever seen. The key point is that she is so beautiful. She shuttles gracefully back and forth in the air, like a fairy descending to earth.
What exactly is it coming from?
Obviously this woman is very familiar with Prince Ling, because calling her "boy" means that she is Prince Ling's best friend, a senior sister, or a confidante...
There is another person who convinces everyone, and that is Ling Wang Qiuyu. Not only does he have the ability to reach the heavens and the earth, but he also has countless capable people and strangers who follow him. Before him, there were strong people such as Taoist Qingfeng, all of whom had ferocious looks but great abilities.
There are dozens of old men from the Immortal Sword Sect, with exquisite swordsmanship and extraordinary skills, and now there is a female devil who is even more accomplished and awe-inspiring.
Even though Sima Yanran had always relied on her outstanding beauty and prodigious skills, now that she saw her, she felt quite inferior and inferior in all aspects. She secretly thought to herself, this woman has a close relationship with Qiu Yu, no wonder, the brat can't sit still in his arms.
, I was still unmoved by holding him like that. It turned out that my heart had already been fascinated by the little vixen, how could I tolerate others.
At the critical moment of life and death, Wen Huaili's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he roared with a ferocious face: "A pair of damn bitch men and women, I will fight with you...Yin Yang Fan, Foyun Hand..."
The old guy's skill has reached the level of proficiency. He uses two martial arts at the same time. The fan sword in his right hand rotates rapidly and makes a buzzing sound. The sword light surges and transforms into a giant treasure fan in the air. Many sharp blades rotate, and then form a huge fan.
Round and radiant, it heads towards the super giant net above its head.
His left hand just shook, and the green light surged in the air and condensed into a giant Buddha's hand. It was extremely solemn and solemn, blocking the giant golden-scaled claw, making a loud roaring sound.
"Chi chi chi..."
The treasure fan raged wildly, cutting through the big purple net. But at the moment when Foyun's hand and the giant golden claws exploded at the same time, the force that came over made him involuntarily move back, and his body was entangled in the remaining net wires.
Throttle him hard.
Seeing that he had succeeded, a cold light flashed in Xing Lingming's eyes, and he said sternly: "Awl in the line..." He waved his slender hand, and the network cable produced densely packed sharp awls, which penetrated into the old guy's skin, flesh and bone seams, making it unbearable anymore.
Howling and howling.
"Go to hell!" Qiu Yu cursed angrily, swung his sword, and a huge golden horn roared towards him. It seemed that he had the courage that no man could deserve. The old guy was frightened. He quickly blocked it with his sword, only half of it.
His body was stabbed by awls, and his arms were shaking under the severe pain. They were no longer as powerful as before. There was only a bang, and the fan sword flew away from his hand. Wen Huaili's chest ribs were broken, and blood spurted out of his mouth and he stepped back.