The tide of Bingjue rises flat, like a bit of unyielding will in the miserable world, which is cut apart countless times at that moment, and gathers together again and again with perseverance.
Suddenly everything stopped for a moment, as if time stopped for an instant, and then Biguang rewinded back at a faster speed than when it came. In the extremely dull and harsh sound, Wu Zhengnan actually let out a low snort, and stepped back several steps, blood dripping more urgently from the left palm hanging by his side.
Between Qianye and Wu Zhengnan, a huge phantom of a bodhi leaf appeared, with clear and distinct veins that were as thin as a veil breaking off inch by inch, and exploded into small balls of powder in the air, before turning into nothingness.
Song Zining's figure then emerged, with a calm demeanor, acting as if nothing had happened. He stood in front of Qianye, opened his hands, and the fallen leaves rustled down, showing their sharp edges, spinning slowly like thin blades, with awe-inspiring killing intent.
Wei Potian, who was almost thrown out of the courtyard wall by Qianye, had just landed and stood still. Seeing this scene, his eyeballs almost fell out. If Song Zining really has such strength, how did their previous duels become so inextricably linked
Wu Zhengnan looked at the dots of shattered spots in the sky that hadn't completely disappeared, surprise flashed in his eyes, and said: "You have such a rare treasure on your body, who is it from the Song Clan?" But he immediately shook his head and said with a smirk: " How many of these secret art tools can you come up with? Since there is no way out, let’s die here with them!”
Song Zining said with a slight smile, "Is the general a little disappointed that you can't blame the Huaiyang Wu family?"
Wu Zhengnan's expression changed.
Song Zining said with a half-smile: "It's really... a pity, it seems to have been given up again?" While speaking, he made a gesture to Qianye, and then swung out his palm, and thousands of fallen leaves were swept away like a storm. Boom towards Wu Zhengnan.
Wu Zhengnan was in a state of anxiety when he heard the words, and Song Zining seemed to know his deepest secret in his words, but how did such a junior know such a private matter.
He looked up and saw the light of the original force blasting towards him, he couldn't help being furious, and roared: "Young man, you dare to bully me!"
Wu Zhengnan rushed towards Song Zining with big strides, and punched out without any tricks. About half a meter of green light spewed out from the front of the fist, and when it broke through the air, it let out a sharp whistle like a knife soldier. A warrior-level powerhouse's original force can often reach several meters or even tens of meters away, but Wu Zhengnan's strength is stronger than that of ordinary warriors, but this punch is only half a meter away, which shows that its power will be so heavy to what extent.
The front end of the storm carrying blades of blades had already met Wu Zhengnan's fist light, but no matter how many fallen leaves there were, as soon as they entered the range of Bi Mang, they would be smashed to pieces immediately, and they couldn't stop the forward momentum of that punch at all. , only cut off some corners of Bimang.
Song Zining immediately backed away, but after a while his figure loomed, he emerged from the dangerously close side. The attack of a warrior-level powerhouse can affect the nearby domain space at the same time. Wu Zhengnan used all his strength in this attack, so naturally he would not let him escape so easily.
Wu Zhengnan sneered, tilted his fist slightly, and swept in Song Zining's direction. He already felt someone was attacking from behind, but he didn't intend to change his attack at all. The other two little guys might not even be able to break through his body's defense. In Wu Zhengnan's eyes, among the three, only Song Zining was the most threatening, and no matter what, he had to be killed first.
Qianye and Song Zining had fought side by side countless times when they were in Huangquan, and when Song Zining made a gesture, he understood what he meant. Wu Zhengnan's strength was too strong, none of them could take a frontal blow, so there was only one way, and that was to use offense instead of defense, and take the initiative to attack in order to find opportunities to take advantage of.
At this moment, the lines of the shining light in Qianye's hand lit up. The dark red blood light was steaming, and the edge of the blade was completely invisible, but those beautiful and complicated patterns of force were especially clear tonight, floating in the blood light, like some kind of obscure totem.
Qianye pierced Wu Zhengnan's waist with his saber.
However, at this moment, Wu Zhengnan suddenly felt an extremely strong threat coming from the side and rear. The fighting instinct formed over the years allowed him to withdraw his abdomen and side without thinking. A wound was cut.
Qianye withdrew his shining fangs, and quickly backed away, screaming in his heart that it was a pity. The warrior-level powerhouse is indeed extraordinary, and his intuition is astonishingly keen. Wu Zhengnan clearly wanted to rely on his own defense to strike hard, but Qianye never left the sheath, and waited until he was in the attacking position, then poured out his original force, drew the sword, and swung it at the most extreme speed in one go.
Unexpectedly, Qianye tried his best, thinking that it was a sure blow, but Wu Zhengnan dodged it, leaving only a serious wound.
Wu Zhengnan had seen clearly the murder weapon that injured him, and said with a sneer, "You're looking for death!" The light shot towards Qianye.
Qianye suddenly fell to the side, rolled over twice, and immediately bounced up again.
Seeing Qianye's dazzling series of evasive movements, Wu Zhengnan just sneered, and he took a big step forward, continuing to push forward with his palm. For warrior-level powerhouses, a little skill is almost useless, as long as it is within the range covered by the original force, it can hurt the opponent.
However, pieces of fallen leaves appeared out of thin air without warning, disturbing Wu Zhengnan's vision. Originally, the obstructed view could not affect his attack, but Wu Zhengnan suddenly felt his hand sink, and a fist hit his right arm. After this blow, Wu Zhengnan's palm remained undiminished, it only shifted a little bit.
But with just this tiny gap, Qianye took the opportunity to get out of Wu Zhengnan's grasp.
Wu Zhengnan couldn't help being very irritable for the small difference one after another. With a wave of his hand, the original force surged like a violent hurricane. There was only a bang, and the small building above the second floor was rolled up, turning into a pile of rubble and rocks. Only a few metal supports for the load were still in place, but they were all twisted and bent, and the original shape could not be seen. shape.
Wei Potian let out a muffled snort, and almost fell backwards. The phantoms of peaks and mountains in the light curtain of the Thousand Mountains began to break and collapse one after another, and the earthy yellow light was completely extinguished. He was smashed through the Thousand Mountains, his face was as white as paper, he swayed, and sat limply on the ground, unable to get up for a while.
Wei Potian had been watching Song Zining and Qianye's joint attack from the periphery before, he didn't have the tacit understanding that the two had cooperated for a long time, and his strength was far worse than Wu Zhengnan's, so rushing up would only add to the confusion. But in the end, he finally caught a gap and cut in, but Wu Zhengnan's counterattack was really uncomfortable.
But Wei Potian's punch was not without effect, Wu Zhengnan didn't take it seriously when he was hit, and after he released the original force of that palm, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his finger. He stared and saw that there were several skin and flesh cracks on the back of his hand, and a little light of the original force remained in the wound, shining brightly like stars, and then a feeling of numbness climbed up the back of his hand.
Wu Zhengnan waved his hands, and a blue light came out of his body, completely dissolving the remaining external force, and then showed a ferocious smile, "Okay! Wei Shizi's secret combat skills are really extraordinary." Qianye Cutting him is still considered a good weapon, Wei Potian is so many levels behind him, and he was able to hurt his palm that was spitting out the original force.
"Too much time wasted!" Wu Zhengnan suddenly stopped, and the whole courtyard shook, and then, like an arrow wrapped in green fire, he slammed into Song Zining.
At this distance, at this speed, there is no room for dodge.
Song Zining raised and lowered his right hand, and there was an arm-length crystal object in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the object doubled in size, and the top of it flashed the cold light of a sharp weapon. It looked like a short spear gun. Song Zining's standing posture remained the same, but his aura was no longer concealed. It was Huang Quansheng's murderous aura brought out from the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood.
At the same time, Qianye, who was standing at the other end of the courtyard, suddenly gave a low shout, and made exactly the same movements as Wu Zhengnan, and slammed into him. Qianye's speed was actually no slower than Wu Zhengnan's, and he even seemed to be the first to come first.
Wu Zhengnan let out a smirk, and the original force was released through his body, condensing a green light in front of him, like the sharp edge of a sharp arrow!
"Boom" in the loud noise, there is the lingering sound of the sound of gold and iron horses. I saw clusters of city-linking beacons burning in mid-air, each of which was entangled with the cold green light, fighting, and finally extinguished one by one.
Song Zining slammed into the half of the ruined wall of the house before he stopped retreating, the blood on his face faded, and he was so pale that it was almost transparent. Immediately, a trace of abnormal red flashed across his cheeks, and he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, his figure crumbling.
In the courtyard, Qianye and Wu Zhengnan collided into a ball. The two of them didn't break up immediately, and even Wu Zhengnan didn't expect such a force to come from his side. Even if he confronted Song Zining head-on, it was impossible for him to be inferior to Qianye in the collision of the original force. It was obvious that the opponent's physical strength and natural strength were astonishing.
The direction Qianye bumped into Wu Zhengnan was on the left side, his left arm was crippled and turned into a blind spot. However, Wu Zhengnan snorted coldly, shifted his center of gravity from side to side, and leaned closer to Qianye, just in time to interrupt the blow he was swinging with his shining fangs.
The body of a warrior-level powerhouse is also a sharp weapon, Wu Zhengnan Zhuo stood on the spot, standing still, but Qianye felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer and almost fell out. Qianye opened his mouth suddenly, a mouthful of blood sprayed Wu Zhengnan's head and face, and then he staggered back a few steps, taking off all the strength he had endured.
Wu Zhengnan's sight was blocked by the blood mist, and he could smell a strange sweet fragrance from his nose.
Qianye stood quietly holding the shining fangs in his hand, and the complicated lines on the blade were lit up one by one again, but this time it was actually purple light.
Wu Zhengnan suddenly felt his heart beat violently twice, and the remaining fragrance at the end of his nose became stronger, this was absolutely abnormal, but he couldn't feel anything strange.
Wu Zhengnan looked around at the small courtyard that was almost in ruins, and suddenly said: "If you just get caught without a fight, maybe I can give you a good time!"
Qianye turned his head and saw that Song Zining was leaning against the half-cut wall and couldn't move his body at all, while Wei Potian's face seemed to have recovered a little, but his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.
Qianye said in a deep voice: "I don't have the habit of surrendering without a fight." After speaking, he swung his saber forward, and the shining fangs turned into a purple light.
However, when the two rays of light, one purple and one blue, merged, a black and red pillar of fire suddenly rose from the center of the force explosion! The fireworks went straight up to a height of more than ten meters, almost wiping out the light of the knife! In the center of the pillar of fire, Wu Zhengnan's major general's uniform was also burning, which obviously had no effect on him.
Qianye was taken aback, retracted his knife and backed away. At this moment, the blood in his body suddenly churned, reaching a state of boiling blood in an instant.
Wu Zhengnan's naked body was gradually revealed. He wasn't tall, but he was definitely burly. His muscles seemed to be made of steel wires. On the surface of his body, many tiny black spots can be seen. If you distinguish carefully, you will find that those are all black scales.