Chapter 251 The Hardest Battle No. 6

Qin Wushuang held the Ziyang sword in his hand, and the innate aura on his body was not suppressed, and it kept radiating out, and he ordered: "You eight people, divide into two groups, each group of four people, guard on both sides, as long as you ensure that when someone runs away with their heads in their hands, you will be given The first step is to block it." Then he winked at Wei Yi: "Brother Wei, you sweep the formation for me. Play by ear." Wei Yi knew Qin Wushuang's ambition after hearing Qin Wushuang's order. This person beheaded directly!

Nodding without hesitation: "Okay, I will fight for Junior Brother Wushuang! This person is one of the main culprits in the tragedy in Ziyun Town. Today, no matter what, I will kill him!"

"He did it?" Qin Wushuang's eyes burst into anger immediately, "Then if I don't behead this guy today, I will never back down!"

The gray-robed man laughed loudly: "Ignorant child, I want to see how capable you are, how dare you boast about such a sea."

This gray-robed man is worthy of being a bold man of high art, facing many siege, but he is not afraid at all. He gave Wei Yi a cold look: "You boy, you killed my contract beast, but it was evil. I will kill you first, and then I will clean up the other fish!" attack.

Earlier, Wei Yi took the initiative to take the responsibility of killing the wind wolf on himself. Qin Wushuang understood the problem when he heard this. He sneered again and again: "Your eyes really grow into your crotch. The person who killed that wild wolf was clearly me. How can I blame Senior Brother Wei?"

The gray-robed man flashed sharply, his eyes were fixed on Qin Wushuang's face, apparently trying to discern the truth of Qin Wushuang's words, Qin Wushuang was very happy, but his heart was full of vigilance.

He knew that this gray-robed man was able to attack Senior Brother Wei Yi so hard that he couldn't fight back, and his spiritual power must be higher than that of Wei Yi and Qin Wushuang.

But Qin Wushuang is different from Wei Yi, he is good at defensive counterattack, his offense and defense are more even than Wei Yi. Therefore, if he and the gray-robed man confronted each other and let senior brother Wei Yi wait for an opportunity to attack from the outside, and use the "Three Swords of Heaven" to launch a fierce attack, the threat to the gray-robed man must be greater. "Xiaofeng, did you really kill him?" the gray-robed man asked in a deep voice.

"Not only did I kill it, but I also dismembered it, took its inner alchemy, and cut off its skin. It's too cheap to kill this kind of insane beast. How can I be worthy of those innocent souls in Ziyun Town? ?” On the face of the gray-robed man, there was a hint of purple air, obviously angry to the extreme.

Suddenly, his lips moved, a strange grin appeared, and he screamed in a strange voice: "If this is the case, then you will be buried with Xiaofeng!"

As soon as the voice fell, the spear exploded!

laugh!

In the void, a purple long dragon-like gun light shot out ferociously, arousing bursts of anger.

"Good time!" Qin Wushuang smiled slightly, his body suddenly pardoned a willow branch, with a swing, he flashed to the left, and followed with a swipe of the Ziyang sword in his hand.

call out!

The sword energy, the red sword energy, was like a raging fire, neatly condensed into a beam of sword light, cutting across the gray-robed man's waist. With this sword, Qin Wushuang operated according to the meridians, sticking out the spiritual power of the fire attribute, but the power of the sword was completely different from when he was a beginner martial artist. This sword seemed random, but it was very ruthless, targeting the weakness of the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man's shot was as powerful as a rainbow, but he found that his own strength was like hitting a fist on the breeze. The opponent just twisted and then floated away. The strangeness of his movement was simply something he had never seen in his life.

But the opponent's sword is not as good as his spear in terms of pure attack power, but it can take advantage of the moment of his attack to catch him unprepared. With this time difference, the difference in pure strength becomes insignificant. As soon as the gray-robed man fought, he could tell that the person in front of him was more difficult than the previous one.

Seeing Qin Wushuang's defense, Wei Yi felt a little ashamed in his heart: "Junior Brother Qin's defense is really extraordinary. Especially his body skills, it doesn't seem magical at first glance, but it's just a dancing movement, it's so amazing. It can be played freely, and can completely defeat the opponent's powerful attack. This is like hitting a fist on cotton, it seems harmless to the attacker, but after a long time, it is inevitable to be impatient..."

Thinking of this, Wei Yi combined with the battle between himself and Qin Wushuang, felt even more ashamed and sighed secretly. Only now did he understand that his defeat back then was not only due to his weakness of character being exploited by Qin Wushuang, It's just a failure of character, but in terms of hard power, Junior Brother Qin Wushuang does have his strengths. Just looking at this defensive ability, he, a senior who has been in the middle spirit martial arts for two or three years, can really admire him.

The gray-robed man had no choice but to dodge the sword, because his spear was in front of him, and he retracted it to block it. Obviously, there was not enough time, and it was even more impossible to hold it hard. Then the only thing left is to dodge and retreat.

It's just that, without knowing it, Qin Wushuang controlled the battle situation. Unlike those disciples of Star Luo Palace, the gray-robed man had never seen Qin Wushuang make a move before, and lacked the necessary understanding of Qin Wushuang's fighting style. Little did they know that Qin Wushuang was a well-known war master, especially good at rhythm control. This rhythm control was not only because Qin Wushuang's own rhythm was erratic, but also good at destroying the opponent's rhythm.

Whether it's Zhao Muzhi or Wei Yi, they all suffered from Qin Wushuang's loss in this regard. Therefore, seeing Qin Wushuang's grey-robed man fight like this, everyone was overjoyed. If this trend continues, even if Yunren doesn't suffer, he won't be able to win Qin Wushuang.

The gray-robed man dodged the blow, and shot again with the long spear. This time, his arm seemed to be convulsed, and he pierced repeatedly, shooting fifteen or sixteen shots in one breath. These fifteen or six shots were completed in one go, as if they were completed in just one breath. The situation is changing, and the terrain is urging.

All of a sudden, the gray-robed man ~~ Zhou raised dust. The dust was lifted up, driven by the gun, forming a momentum like a tornado, and shot at Qin Wushuang head-on.

Qin Wushuang was still calm and unhurried, and his body was like a lone boat in the turbulent waves. It seemed very dangerous, but he still floated with the wolf's head unyieldingly, never falling. The figure of the man in the gray robe, one illusion becomes two, two illusions city four, four illusions...

Constantly evolving, constantly phantom afterimages, the long spear in his hand is like a poisonous snake spit out letters, and it is also attacking like crazy. For a moment, this attack power was like a hailstorm, covering the head and face, leaving no gap at all.

With such an attack power, even Wei Yi, who had always been proud of his attack power, changed color in shock. I secretly sweated for Qin Wushuang. I couldn't help thinking: "If the gray-robed man uses such an attack against me from the beginning, how long can I last?"

Wei Yi didn't dare to think about it, he cleared the distracting thoughts in his mind, stopped thinking about it, but focused on gathering momentum, brewing the next peak of spiritual power. As soon as this peak state is reached, he will not hesitate to perform the first move of "Three Swords of Heaven"! Reputation, reputation, face...

Everything is floating clouds, in front of a powerful enemy, in front of this murderous demon, Wei Yi no longer wastes his brain on those boring things. He only knows that if this person is not dead, it will be very dangerous for the top ten disciples of the Star Luo Palace to hold on! If this person is not dead, Zi Yuzhen's tens of thousands of innocent souls will never rest in peace.

There is no need for any righteousness to whitewash, nor any motivation to spur. Wei Yi's thoughts at this moment are exactly the same as Qin Wushuang's, that is to kill all these beasts one by one! Even if it is two against one, even if it is more than one, he will not hesitate.

At this time, Tai Wushuang was indeed experiencing the most difficult battle since his debut. It was also his first battle as a Zhongling warrior.

This person's attack power is indeed higher than that of Senior Brother Wei Yi. But he, Qin Wushuang, is Wuxia Ameng? No matter how violent the opponent's attack is. His body, however, is like a slippery fish, always finding a gap, always finding the only way out amidst thousands of dangers.

The faster and fiercer the gray-robed man's gun was, the stronger the hurricane's whistling sound, only blowing sand and rocks around it, making it all gray and dark. In the darkness, Qin Wushuang swung his Ziyang sword again. blame!

The tragic metal sound, combined with the fire-attribute spiritual power he forced out, drew a ray of fire in the air, with unparalleled piercing power, directly passed through the darkness, and slashed at the gray-robed man's forehead.

At this moment, Wei Yi on the periphery also saw that it was cheap, and his whole body was urged violently. He raised the Chanyi knife in his hand, and the light was brilliant, and it turned into a golden light at the same time as the whole person. Cut off the waist. Zuo Tun pincer attack!

After brewing for so long, I finally got such a chance to attack from left to right. This is a heart attack! Qin Wushuang struck out with one sword, one after another, three swords in a row, the sword never departed from the vital point—r—————chichichichichi!

The gray-robed man is really powerful. Facing such a deadly attack and the pincer attack of the two middle spirit warriors, his figure suddenly stopped and turned around on the spot. His body and spear condensed into one circle, turning around like a spinning top. . With this turn, the piercing power was extremely powerful.

Underground, the soil flew up and kept rising, and the gray-robed man's body unexpectedly burrowed down like a mouse that could burrow. In just an instant, it was completely buried under the ground.

Qin Wushuang swung his sword and slashed continuously, attacking continuously. The speed of the gray-robed man in the ground was not slow at all, he kept going deep, and within a short while, he actually got into the heart of the ground. After a distance of several feet, Qin Wushuang, with such a powerful spiritual sense, still couldn't feel the gray-robed man. Human spirituality fluctuates.

Immediately Tai Wushuang felt a sense of uneasiness, his mind moved, and he shouted: "Everyone retreat!" Then he said: "Brother Wei, let's sweep the formation and let them retreat first!" The other eight people didn't know why, but the gray robed man His figure suddenly disappeared, which naturally made them very puzzled.

"Don't hesitate, retreat, find the tallest tree nearby, and jump onto it!" Qin Wushuang greeted, his eyes constantly wandering, looking for any trace of fluctuation. To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the chapter for more, support those who are in charge, and support genuine reading!