For a warrior, if he cannot kill an inscription master instantly before he sets up a formation, he will have to run away as far as he can.
But now, the man with the bronze ghost face mask seemed to have been fooled and was trapped in the inscription formation. He looked so unlucky that some people who were originally inclined couldn't help but cheer.
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Li Yunqi, who was standing behind Li Ying, couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety on his face.
This man in the bronze ghost mask is probably Senior Brother Ding. What should I do? Can you help? If he takes action, he seems unable to withstand the seductive sword from Feng Xueyi next to Han Yu. If he doesn't take action, Senior Brother Ding will...
No matter, for Senior Brother Ding!
Li Yunqi put his hand on the hilt of the sword, operating the Xuan Gong, and was about to take action. At this moment, his old father Li Ying noticed something strange, and grabbed him directly, shaking his head slightly to signal him to calm down.
Li Yunqi was so anxious that he struggled to free himself.
But at this moment, the battle in the field took another unexpected turn.
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"Little tricks!"
With a cold snort, the man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face who was trapped in the formation shook his flaming knife and slashed six times on the ground like lightning, unbiased, and happened to hit the shimmering inscription. above the pattern.
Sizzle!
Amidst the strange soft sound, the terrifying green illusory vines that had almost filled the area within ten meters disappeared in an instant like a dream bubble, disappearing into the air without leaving even the slightest trace!
"What?" The ferocious smile on Han Yu's face froze instantly.
This is impossible!
Once the inscription circle is laid out, it is absolutely impossible to destroy it like this. Only a power higher than three levels can be forcibly destroyed. Once the inscription is activated, it is not like a simple pattern carved on the ground and can be erased at will.
At this stunned moment, the man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face had already arrived.
The hot blade enlarged infinitely in the pupils.
"!" Han Yu roared crazily, and the feather fan in his hand split instantly. Each black and white feather suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance. The strange inscriptions on the surface shone brightly, and the air floated around him, as if It was like a combined shield, protecting him.
This feather fan is also an inscribed mysterious weapon. It is his most important protective treasure. It has a limited number of uses. It has been painstakingly refined for countless years. Today, the crisis is approaching and it has to be used.
A strange force field suddenly appeared next to Han Yu.
The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and even the flames stirred up by the flame knife seemed to be frozen, frozen in the force field trap.
The shadow of the man in the bronze ghost mask, which was originally as fast as lightning, suddenly suffocated at this moment, as if like a snail stuck in a swamp, it slowed down and was finally caught by sight.
"at this time!"
Feng Xueyi, who had been standing next to Han Yu without any expression, finally took action at this moment.
He did not make any move to draw the sword. The sword chanted slowly, and a flash of silver light suddenly appeared from his palm. The dazzling silver light almost made everyone close their eyes subconsciously at the same time.
When everyone was waiting to open their eyes again, they happened to see the silver sword flashing across the throat of the man in the bronze ghost mask, cutting it in two.
Succeeded
The man in the bronze ghost mask was killed
One sword seduces the soul!
What a terrifying swordsmanship!
As soon as it is taken out of the sheath, it seduces the soul and is simply irresistible.
Poor man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face, he was quite powerful, but he still died at the hands of the two cunning and cunning village masters. The so-called, now it seems more like a farce.
"Hahahaha... Sentence? Sentence yourself to death, hahaha!" Han Yu laughed crazily. Such a terrifying and powerful enemy was finally killed. Although he had not taken action for many years, he and the leader of the village The cooperation between them is still tacit and intimate.
Feng Xueyi also showed a smile on his face.
The strength of this sudden appearance is indeed unpredictable, and I don’t know its origin. Even if I fight alone, I have no guarantee of victory. It’s a pity that everything is over. This is the result of lack of combat experience!
But at this moment—
"The punishment is over!"
A cold voice suddenly came from far away.
The sound was like a thunder that suddenly exploded in everyone's ears, making their heads buzz.
Following the sound, everyone was dumbfounded. They saw the man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face whose throat had been chopped off by Feng Xueyi's sword. He was standing ten meters away without any injuries. The flaming knife in his hand was still filled with red flames. The bronze ghost face mask that looked like a smile but not a cry was full of indescribable weirdness. A pair of eyes seemed like burning fireballs, filled with blood.
The sinister smiles of Han Yu and Feng Xueyi froze on their faces in an instant.
"How did you..." Han Yu's eyes were full of unbelievable shock. This guy's throat had clearly been pierced, but he was still alive, and... what did he just say, the punishment was over? Could it be...
The next moment, a red flame, like blood, emerged from Han Yu's neck.
"Giggle... you... I... don't..." He struggled crazily, covering his neck with both hands, as if he wanted to push the flame back, but the red flame emerged from his body crazily, killing him. His skin and bones instantly burned into ashes.
A gust of wind blew, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it turned into fly ash and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
At the top of Shenglong Peak, there was a deathly calm.
Everyone looked at the man in the bronze mask with a ghostly face, as if they were looking at a ghost from hell.
A chill ran down Feng Xueyi's back. He was most confident in his swordsmanship. The sword just now had clearly pierced the throat of this mysterious man, but why was he unscathed? It is not known when the ghost-faced man used The Yan Dao killed him instantly, did he actually miss it
"What the hell is going on?" Feng Xueyi asked in a hoarse voice.
The red eyes of the man in the bronze ghost mask were like burning flames and flowing blood, fixed on Feng Xueyi's body.
The big creditor suddenly felt as if there was a mountain pressing on him, and the pressure increased sharply. The bronze ghost face mask covered up all the expressions of this person. The fluctuations of the mysterious energy on his body were not very powerful, but the mysterious... However, Feng Xueyi had to be extremely vigilant due to his testing of combat skills.
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