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Red light flashed in the fifteen craters, and the red fire illuminated the surrounding area. wWW. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo. Com
Amidst the whirring sound of wind and fire, Yun Lijun and a group of confidants slowly walked towards Lin Qi and his party. Although Lin Qi was his biggest target, Yun Lijun's eyes had always been on Yun Xiaojun. He squinted and looked at Yun Xiaojun without blinking, with a faint smile on his lips, and a sense of indifference and ruthlessness all over his body. Taste.
Lord Yunxiao slowly tensed up his body. Although he was a flower in the greenhouse and had never experienced any disturbance, Lord Yunxiao was not a fool. Just by looking at Yun Lijun's performance, I knew that Yunli Jun must stay here today.
"Aren't you afraid that your father will kill you?" Lord Yunxiao took a long halberd from Lin Qi's hand. This is also the weapon he usually uses. After being captured by Lin Qi, all of Lord Yunxiao's personal wealth was taken away. , but facing a strong enemy in front of him, Lin Qi generously returned Yun Xiaojun's weapon to him.
Jun Yun Li glanced sideways at Jun Yun Xiao, and then fixed his eyes on the halberd in Jun Yun Xiao's hand.
"As long as you don't let him know, your death will definitely have nothing to do with me."
Heaving a heavy breath, Yun Lijun shook the [Mucang] on his hand and sneered with a gloomy face: "After all, you are much more favored than me. Look at your weapons, top-notch holy weapons, and mine It’s just a low-grade holy weapon. But I’m stronger than you, so this top-level holy weapon should be mine for use!”
Slowly raising the long [mucang], Yun Lijun said calmly: "Father is biased. In fact, you can't even exert 10% of the power of the halberd in your hand!"
Yun Xiaojun looked at his brother mockingly: "So what? My talent is better than yours, my bloodline is nobler than yours, my mother is from the royal family, and your mother is just a humble slave, why do you Comparing with me? Everything I have eaten, worn, and used since I was a child is the best. Of course, this top-notch holy weapon should also belong to me! Why should you compare with me? 1,
Lin Qi slowly moved his hands and feet to slowly adjust the breath in his body. The two brothers Yun Xiaojun were bickering here, and he was just in time to adjust his state. Jun Yunli's cultivation seems to have reached the intermediate level of a saint. Lin Qi is not afraid of him, but the killers behind him are very troublesome. When fighting Yun Lijun, if these killers who were not afraid of death made trouble, Lin Qi would not have the confidence to escape unscathed.
Especially behind Mr. Yun Li was a warrior three meters tall who was covered in heavy black armor. The ghost-headed machete in his hand was shining with cold light. It was clearly a sacred weapon with various magical powers, not an ordinary one. weapon. This guy is also a warrior in the holy realm, and Lin Qi is happy with him. Full of fear.
Yun Xiaojun's brother's two or three words aroused huge anger. When Yun Xiaojun, who had been pampered since childhood, disagreed, he immediately raised his halberd and stabbed Yun Lijun carefully: "You bastard, you are the first person to do this to me. If you take action, even if I kill you, it won’t be considered a violation of your soul and blood oath!”
Jun Yunli snorted coldly, and with a flash of the [Mucang] on his hand, he immediately brought a cold light towards Jun Xiao.
The two brothers practice exactly the same technique, one uses the halberd and the other uses the long [mucang], but there is only a slight difference in strength. However, the difference between the realm of saints is not that big. The difference in strength between the peak saints and the lower levels of saints is only several times. Jun Yunli is stronger than Jun Yunxiao, but only to a limited extent. The two of them clashed into a ball. A ball of cold light with a radius of several meters was piercing everywhere. It looked lively, but it would take a long time to decide the winner. …,
As soon as Yun Lijun moved, the killers behind him immediately took action. But faster than these killers were Lin Qi and Alda. The two of them had turned into a ball of strong wind and rushed towards the warrior wearing black heavy armor. Lin Qi swung the heavy ax and stopped it with a fierce blow. The other person's chest.
The heavily armored warrior grunted, the armor on his chest burst out with thousands of sparks, and he took a step back in embarrassment.
Alda let out a sharp whistle, and rushed towards the opponent with a burst of soul shock. He pulled out a stabbing sword that was as light as a long sword, shook his hand and sent hundreds of cold stars into the air to stab at the seams of the opponent's armor. Although this kind of heavy armor that covers the whole body is extremely defensive, the seams between various parts are the most vulnerable parts of this armor.
With a few hisses, Alda's stabbing sword pierced the armor seam on the shoulder of the heavy-skinned warrior, and the stabbing sword sank deeply into the opponent's body. Alda twisted the stabbing sword with a ferocious look on his face, and the sharp blade suddenly turned into a spring shape, twisting into a mess inside the warrior's body.
The heavily armored soldier grunted, and he took a heavy step forward, swung the ghost-headed machete and chopped at Lin Qi and Alda.
After all, it is a sacred weapon. As soon as the black and red ghost-headed machete came out, it immediately made a sharp whistle. A fist-sized ghost head poured out from the blade. The ghost head opened its big mouth and gave it a fierce blow. Blowing, a waterfall of sword light more than twenty meters long swept down, shrouding Lin Qi and Alda inside.
Lin Qi raised his heavy ax and blocked it in front of him. Then his heavy ax suddenly made an overwhelmed groaning sound. The fine heavy ax that had been tempered for thousands of years was torn into pieces by the light of the sword. Countless pieces of broken copper and iron the size of soybean grains were scattered everywhere, broken. The metal slag hit Lin Qi's face, causing his face to hurt. Although Lin Qi's heavy ax is also blessed with some magic, it is just an ordinary magic weapon and cannot be compared with a sacred weapon.
Alda's reaction was extremely fast, and the two pairs of huge flesh wings on his back suddenly wrapped forward, tightly wrapping his entire body.
The torrent of black and red sword light roared past Alda's body. Alda's fleshy wings were cut with countless tiny wounds, blood spurted out, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Alda kept screaming in pain, and then his body swayed and suddenly escaped into the darkness. All that was left was a twisted line of black smoke that slowly dissipated, and Alda himself had disappeared without a trace.
"Death!" The heavily armored warrior roared angrily. He raised his left hand, pushed the heavy shield on his wrist and rushed forward. The shield hit Lin Qi hard on the chest. This is the unique attack skill of the heavily armored warrior. "Shield Strike" Lin Qi was caught off guard and was knocked several meters away by the shield. Then the ghost-headed machete flew into the air and struck Lin Qi's heart with a fierce blow.
The weapon can fly out and attack the enemy, which is also a characteristic of the holy weapon. People who have reached the holy realm have extremely powerful mental power. Even if the weapon is lost, they can use their mental power to control it and exert powerful power. Of course, only holy weapons forged with special methods and special materials can accommodate the control of mental power. Ordinary magic weapons cannot achieve this effect.
Soon after, Xiong Wanjin had already rushed forward with his fat body shaking. There was a black porcelain jar in his hand. He gritted his teeth and smashed the porcelain jar on the ghost-headed machete.
The porcelain jar burst into powder, and a ball of viscous plasma with a foul odor sprayed out. The ghost-headed machete that exuded a murderous aura suddenly dimmed. There was a muffled sound, and the ghost-headed machete slumped to the ground like a wild dog that had been hit on the head with a stick, never regaining its ferocious flames.
The tip of the knife grazed Lin Qi's chest and tore the clothes on Lin Qi's chest. …,
The heavily armored warrior roared angrily. He had completely lost contact with the Ghost Head Machete, and he could no longer sense the existence of this weapon. In the midst of his busy schedule, Lin Qi turned back to Xiong Wanjin and asked with a smile: "What is so powerful? This is such a treasure!"
Xiong Wanjin shook his big butt and ran back, avoiding the pursuit of several killers. He shouted hastily: "Black dog blood is mixed with a woman's menstrual blood. Hehe, this is the treasure used by Dongfang to remove evil spirits. I didn't expect it to be useful for this ghost knife!"
A cold light flashed in the air, Hua Li Hua Li and Alda appeared at the same time, and several of the killers who were chasing Xiong Wanjin fell to the ground with a groan.
Lin Qi laughed, clenched his fists, and strode towards the unarmed heavily armed warrior. Lin Qi did not have a suitable holy weapon in his hand. Although he was rich and powerful, he did not have enough time to forge a suitable holy weapon for himself. Facing the heavily armored warrior's ghost-headed machete, Lin Qi was naturally at a disadvantage when using an ordinary axe.
But Xiong Wanjin used such strange means to destroy the opponent's weapons. Lin Qi was confident that he could beat the heavily armored warrior into a pig's head.
The three-meter-tall heavily armored warrior roared and was slapped in front of his face with another heavy shield strike.
But this time Lin Qi hit the shield with his arrogant arm. He let out a deep roar and hit the shield with all his strength.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and the half-foot-thick alloy shield was smashed to pieces by Lin Qi's arm. The white tiger fighting energy roared in Lin Qi's body, and a looming white tiger silhouette slowly took shape behind Lin Qi. Lin Qi's hands formed like tiger claws and he grabbed heavily on the left arm of the heavily armored warrior. When he exerted force with his ten fingers, he heard a clicking sound as the arm of the heavily armored warrior was crushed to pieces by Lin Qi.
This heavily armored warrior is also at the lower level of the Saint. Like Lin Qi, he has just broken through to the Saint Realm not long ago. But Lin Qi received help from the elders of the Black Tiger clan when he broke through. His background was much stronger than this heavy-armed warrior.
The techniques practiced by the two were even more different, and Lin Qi's physical power showed an overwhelming advantage.
With one claw, the opponent's arm was crippled, and Lin Qi slammed into the opponent's chest. Heavy punches, elbow strikes, and knee strikes, Lin Qi shouted in a low voice, and struck hundreds of blows on the opponent in an instant. The heavily armored knight's armor was shattered, and his fighting spirit was unable to stop the invasion of the white tiger's fighting spirit. Wherever the white tiger's fighting spirit passed, his fighting spirit was shattered, his meridians were shattered, his air pockets were shattered, and his internal organs were all beaten to pieces.
Lin Qi, who was aroused by the fight, looked up to the sky and screamed. He buried his hands heavily into the opponent's chest, and then struggled to separate left and right.
With a shout of Hora, the tall and majestic body of the heavily armored warrior was bloody and split into two halves.
The nearby killer saw Lin Qi crushingly killing a low-level Bible warrior. He shouted and turned away at the same time.
Lin Qi laughed loudly. He ducked in front of the battle group between Yun Xiaojun and Yun Lijun, and punched Yun Lijun in front of me (To be continued... If you like this work, you are welcome to Come to ◤◢ to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is the author’s biggest motivation.)
Jun Yunli snorted coldly, and with a flash of the [Mucang] on his hand, he immediately brought a cold light towards Jun Xiao.
The two brothers practice exactly the same technique, one uses the halberd and the other uses the long [mucang], but there is only a slight difference in strength. However, the difference between the realm of saints is not that big. The difference in strength between the peak saints and the lower levels of saints is only several times. Jun Yunli is stronger than Jun Yunxiao, but only to a limited extent. The two of them clashed into a ball. A ball of cold light with a radius of several meters was piercing everywhere. It looked lively, but it would take a long time to decide the winner.