Fox Three versus Zhao Xiayang, one burning blood, the other controlling energy.
When gods fight, mortals suffer. Although it is not that exaggerated for cultivators, when those in the Baodan realm fight, those in the foundation-building stage can only avoid it.
The red and white colors collided with a loud bang, and the airflow it created was so powerful that it knocked everyone present to the ground repeatedly.
Hu San was brave for a moment, and he made a desperate effort to burst out with physical strength that was no less than that of Zhao Xiayang. However, he was a magic cultivator after all, and long-range field control was his strong point. His close combat experience was far less than that of Zhao Xiayang. He was repeatedly defeated and had a hard time fighting.
When Zhao Xiayang was beating up Fox Three, he caught a glimpse of Chu He leading his team out of the encirclement and arriving at the center of the Dragon Trap Formation. He sneered and didn't care.
Without the ability to use his cultivation, even he couldn't destroy the center of the formation. How could Chu He, who was in the foundation-building stage, do that
Ridiculous and overestimating one's own abilities!
If Chu He was willing to sacrifice his life for his country and use his magic weapon as a trump card, Zhao Xiayang wouldn't mind watching another scene of annihilation.
Chu He did have the idea of fighting to the death, but he would not be the first person to die.
In front of the invisible defense, a soldier from the Xuanyin Division took out all the flying knives from his Qiankun bag, but they were swept away by the spiritual vein and turned into ashes in the next second. Another soldier stepped forward, and at the moment when the lightning from the spiritual vein struck, he waved his arm and smashed all the flying knives at the center of the formation in one breath.
The roar of the fire continued.
If there is a health bar at this time, you will see the air curtain trembling and continuously -1, -1, -1...
That’s all, no more.
As the last assassin turned into ashes, Chu He took a deep breath. It was his turn.
At this moment, Chu He was holding a powerful crossbow in his hand. The crossbow arm and bowstring were all pitch black. The crossbow arrow had a hidden edge, and there was a hint of coldness.
This crossbow is called 'Pogang Crossbow', which uses magic power to drive the crossbow mechanism. The handmade crossbow arrows can break air and armor, have amazing penetrating power, and explode with amazing power after hitting the target.
Theoretically, this crossbow has one foot in the category of magical weapon, but has not completely stepped into that category, and its positioning is very vague, but its power is obvious to all. Even a person in the Baodan realm will be seriously injured if he stands still and is hit by a bullet.
Because ordinary monks can use it with a little training and it has a good hit rate, this magic weapon that is not a magic weapon is hated by the monks. The Huangji Sect has also repeatedly condemned this crossbow as being against the harmony of nature. Under pressure, the Xuanyin Division rarely carries it when performing missions, and only takes it out to show off when sniping at the middle gate.
"Wait a moment."
Just when Chu He was about to take action, Lu Bei came over at the speed of wind, took a look at the black crossbow arrow, shook his head and stopped Chu He's suicidal behavior.
Cannon fodder can die, but they cannot be worthless.
Lu Bei was very sure that the Pogang Crossbow could not do anything to the defense of the formation center. His confidence came from Zhao Xiayang. Three of the Xuanyin Division's death warriors were defeated in a row, and Chu He even showed his trump card. Zhao Xiayang was still only interested in Fox Three, and he was not in a hurry, which showed that he had a good idea.
"Sir, I don't have much time. If you have any advice, please tell me as soon as possible." Chu He spoke quickly.
"This crossbow arrow can be used as the final blow. It's too early now, so let's take away its sharpness first." Lu Bei raised his knife and pointed it at the invisible defense. As long as he broke this layer of membrane, the center of the formation would no longer be blocked, allowing him to control it as he pleased.
Having said that, the four spirit crystals used to activate the formation are really big and should be worth a lot of money.
"But Commander Fox III..."
"It doesn't matter. Your boss is a fox. It's not that easy for him to die."
Lu Bei turned his head and saw that it was true. Fox Three was being beaten to the ground by Zhao Xiayang like a sandbag. It was a 50-50 chance and he could at least hold out for a day and a night.
"Your words make sense, Chu. I'm grateful for your advice. If I go ahead, this crossbow will be handed over to you." Chu He didn't dare to be careless. Feeling sorry for his boss suffering, he picked up the long knife on the ground and chopped down wildly with his brute force.
-1, -1, -1—
Lu Bei was also not vague. With the black gold straight knife in his hand, his arms danced like windmills, and his basic power and speed values of 200+ gave him a powerful and long-lasting output.
-3, -3, -3—
Zhao Xiayang, who was beating up Fox Three, had a ferocious smile on his face. He saw Lu Bei and Chu He's scraping attacks from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't hold back any longer. His face darkened, he kicked Feihu Three with his big foot, and turned around to run straight to the center of the formation.
Dripping water can wear away a stone, so who knows, it might really help those two reckless men succeed.
whoosh!
The red gas blocked the road, and Fox Three, with a bruised face and nose, stood in front of Zhao Xiayang: "Master Zhao, the round between you and me is not over yet, please have some fun with me!"
"The bastard is looking for death."
Zhao Xiayang snorted heavily, and spit out white sword energy from his mouth, which pierced directly into the center of Hu San's eyebrows. Then he raised his arms high, and his rock-like muscles suddenly tensed up. He used his elbows to clear the way, and fired a series of shots at Hu San's heart and other vital points.
In an instant, the sound of air explosion like ghosts and wolves howling rang out, and Chu He, who was swinging his sword with brute force in the distance, was affected and staggered.
Hu San stood in front of Lu Bei and Chu He. Facing the sword energy coming towards him, he gritted his teeth and raised his arms to block it. His flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he lost a lot of the blood that was already limited in his body.
It wasn't over yet, as a series of elbow strikes came like a torrential rain. Fox Three only lasted five seconds before his head became dizzy, his muscles lost their strength out of control, and his whole body floated in the air like a torn sack and was beaten.
BANG!!
The red shadow flew at high speed, passing Chu He who was dancing with a sword crazily. His heart sank, and without a second thought, he kicked Lu Bei who was standing next to him away. He hid the Broken Crossbow behind him, held the sword with one arm, and waited for Zhao Xiayang.
"How brave!"
Zhao Xiayang roared and rushed over, his heavy fist wrapped in a strong wind to break the long sword into pieces, and then he put his five fingers together and stabbed Chu He's chest with a knife.
The blood is boiling.
The knife pierced through the heart!
"Chu He!!"
Fox San flew backwards and hit the stone wall. Seeing Chu He being pierced through the heart, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared as he pounced towards Zhao Xiayang.
"The remnants of Qingqian should be executed."
Chu He suffered the pain of a broken chest, his facial features twisted and distorted. He clasped Zhao Xiayang's arm buried in front of his chest with his five fingers, and pulled the trigger of the crossbow with his other hand hidden behind him.
Driven by magic power, the arrows flew straight towards the invisible defense at the center of the formation.
Zhao Xiayang's face was frosty. With a crisp sound, the defense that was like an air membrane with no trace appeared into several cracks. Then, a raging fire came and swallowed him and Chu He in an instant.
-500
Boom! !
A huge fireball rose into the sky and the shock wave swept across the entire place.
Fox Three, who was running forward, was blown away by the airflow as fierce as thunder. He was secretly feeling sad and angry that he was a disciple of Qingshui Sect who followed the wrong boss and was deafened by the explosion. He fell around screaming.
Lu Bei, who was the closest and was kicked away by Chu He, was not in a good situation either. He fell to the side of the stone wall, supporting his upper body with his arms, breathing heavily for hot air.
[You are attacked. After deducting your defense, your health is -500]
Lu Bei ignored the prompt message and stared blankly at the center of the explosion. The sacrifice of a cannon fodder who could barely be considered a teammate brought him a great shock.
What a real world!
What a tragic tough guy!
Chu He is flesh and blood...
Is it really just a set of data
"Chu He..."
Fox San staggered to his feet and hesitated to move forward to the edge of the sea of fire. He could not hide his grief and did not want to confirm whether there was any body of Chu He left.
"Don't be sad. He wanted to drag me down with him. Mr. Zhao was very generous. Not only did he forgive him, he also spared a part of his life before he was reduced to ashes."
In the sea of fire, Zhao Xiayang burst out with energy and overturned the rubble that was pressing on him. His hair was disheveled and he looked extremely embarrassed. Seeing that the invisible defense was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw out a severed arm: "The dog paw of the Xuanyin Division is almost cooked, why don't you enjoy it while it's hot, Commander Fox San?"
Seeing the broken limbs under his feet, Fox Three's pupils shrank rapidly, his scarlet eye whites were filled with violent light, he became murderous, red steam surged around his body, and he punched Zhao Xiayang in the face.
"Chou Shallow, you are worthy of boxing!"
In order to prevent Fox Three from attacking the formation's defense, Zhao Xiayang rushed out, his five fingers formed into claws, and took the hateful blow. He exerted force with his arms, and little by little forced Fox Three to kneel down: "You said I am the remnant of Qingqian. Well, then please ask Master Qingwei of Xuanyin Division to perform the great ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows to this traitor!"
Fox Three growled and propped himself up. His tightly clenched fists made crackling sounds and his flesh and blood blurred into a ball.
On the other side, Lu Beiyi saw the half arm thrown by Zhao Xiayang, and his blood immediately rushed to the front of the formation. He held the black gold straight knife horizontally with both hands, the veins on his neck bulged, the muscles in his arms squirmed and tightened, and he roared and gathered all his strength into the blade.
The tiger roared and the dragon howled, and the blade was wrapped in pure white air waves that vented above the invisible defense.
Snap!!
The black gold straight knife broke, and the invisible defense was crushed by the last straw, shattering and exploding like a mirror, revealing the center of the formation.
"You little thief is looking for death!!"