break!
Zheng Shiyi held the magic knife in his hand and stared at the falling trajectory of the spear in front of him. For a moment, there was nothing else in his eyes, only the cold light of the spear. The energy of the Xuanbing King's soul surged out from his body, and the magic knife in his hand stabbed like a sharp sword. Come out, the sword pierces the tip of the spear.
The next moment, one black and one white, two rays of light collided.
In an instant, a shocking loud noise was heard, and the entire space seemed to explode completely. The sound of explosions continued to echo in the air.
Under the collision, waves of energy rushed around, the earth shattered, and dust flew into the sky.
While the smoke and dust were flying, a figure flew out upside down, while another figure also stepped on the ground and retreated backwards. Every step that fell was like a war drum being beaten on the battlefield, making a muffled sound.
"Pfft..."
After Zheng Shiyi flew upside down for a distance of nearly fifty meters, he fell heavily to the ground. The Dragon Grass martial spirit in his body was beating crazily, repairing the injured wound.
Horrible, really terrible.
Because of the magic knife in his hand, his strike was the strongest strike ever. However, with such a strike, the opponent was only knocked back, not even knocked away!
Then, what exactly is it!
Between the two of them, smoke and dust continued to rise in the sky, and further away, the sound of horns came again, and it seemed to be much faster than before.
Looking back and looking into the distance, the knight on the opposite side suddenly picked up a broken iron gun on the ground and threw it hard in the direction of Zheng Shiyi.
The spear flew out of the air, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, drawing a perfect arc in the air and shooting towards it rapidly.
This spear seemed to break through the barrier of space. A moment ago, the spear was still far away, but in the blink of an eye, the Kung Fu spear appeared in front of Zheng Shiyi.
not good!
Zheng Shiyi hurriedly raised the magic knife in his hand to protect himself, and at the same time, bursts of black devilish energy emerged from his body.
I don’t understand the devil!
Four black magic dragons surrounded Zheng Shiyi in the middle.
The next moment the spear fell, a vast force that was enough to swallow everything fell down instantly like a huge mountain, and the four black aura dragons shattered instantly.
The spear hit the black magic knife heavily, and with the overwhelming force, Zheng Shiyi flew backwards again, and the already broken spear seemed to instantly shatter into powder under the collision.
On the opposite side, the knight seemed very anxious. After throwing the spear, he didn't even look back. He turned around, jumped on his horse, and ran quickly towards the distance.
Zheng Shiyi looked at the knight in the distance and let out a long breath. This terrifying guy finally left. If it hadn't been for the sudden horn sound, he would have died!
I don't know why, but I feel that this knight is different from ordinary humans, and he doesn't seem to be a Yasha. His strength is so terrifying. I really don't know where it comes from.
And this magic sword, I don’t know what it has to do with the magic sect. Why does my killing power become stronger when I hold the magic sword
Since this knife is black and ink-colored, with some faint scales on top, let's call it the Black Scale Knife. Compared with the Purple Feather Knife, it seems to be more suitable for me.
On the other side, Xiang Bo was lying on the ground, with thick black blood flowing continuously in the two blood holes pierced on his body. Looking at the knight who was quickly walking away, his tense mind finally relaxed and he turned his eyes. Looking in the direction of Zheng Shiyi, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
The knight left, and the boy opposite had been severely injured just now. Although he was also seriously injured, and the injury was more serious, he was a prince, he had better elixirs, and his cultivation level was higher. He will recover more quickly, and he will definitely repair his injuries before that kid.
By that time, that kid will die.
Xiang Bo withdrew his gaze, took out a pill with difficulty, drank it, crossed his legs and began to practice.
Dong Dong…
Not long after he started practicing, there was a sound of footsteps.
somebody is coming? How could anyone still find this place? Those who come at this time should not be one of our own.
Xiang Bo was suddenly startled. He raised his head and looked in front of him. A familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"You... how can you stand up... you, aren't you injured?" Xiang Bo stretched out a hand and pointed in the opposite direction, his eyes full of panic. He was the prince, and the pill in his hand was , that is the most advanced elixir, and now his injuries have not been repaired much. How could this kid's injuries recover so quickly!
"Yes, I was injured before, but now the injury has been repaired." A strange smile appeared on Zheng Shiyi's face, and he slowly walked to Xiang Bo.
"You... what do you want? I am the prince of the dynasty." Xiang Bo seemed to see a malicious look in the other person's eyes, and there was an obvious look of panic in his eyes.
"What do I want?" A weird smile appeared on Zheng Shiyi's face. He squatted down and reached out to touch Xiang Bo: "You should have got a lot of good things along the way. Didn't you want to get them before? My things? Now, it’s fair for me to take your things, isn’t it?”
"Boy, if you don't want to die, take your hand away!" Xiang Bo looked at the palm falling in front of him with a stern look on his face.
"Are you ordering me? Do you think I dare not move because you are the prince? Don't be stupid, there are only you and me here, and you have no power to resist now. Do you think you can threaten me?" Zheng Shiyi sneered. , directly reached out to rummage around Xiang Bo.
"You..." Xiang Bo looked at the young man in front of him with great hatred in his heart. As the current prince, when had he ever been so insulted? This kid in front of him, a despicable person, dared to rob his treasure.
Wait... When I leave here, I will cut him into pieces and kill all nine of his tribes!
Zheng Shiyi ignored Xiang Bo's gaze at all, reached out and rummaged around, and soon found a Qiankun bag.
As soon as he opened the Qiankun Bag, a vast and boundless murderous aura surged out. The aura was so strong that the killing battlefield in his body had a tendency to start on its own.
The treasure must be a treasure related to the Demon Sect. It should be the Demon Sect's most important treasure, otherwise I would not have such a reaction!
The treasures of the Demon Sect are all absolutely precious treasures!
Zheng Shiyi felt happy and followed the murderous intention and grabbed the Qiankun bag.
A white bone appeared in his hand. The white bone was only the size of a palm. It exuded a murderous aura that would make people feel uneasy just by looking at it. But just as soon as it touched the bone, the killing battlefield started automatically at this moment.
"Demon Bone Relic!"
Zheng Shiyi's eyes suddenly shot out a bright light, and his breathing became heavy uncontrollably. The demon bone relic turned out to be a demon bone relic! He is practicing the magic sect's unique skill. Just smelling the murderous aura emerging from it will cause such a big change in his body. If he uses it to practice, then...
"Put your things down. I, the prince, can pretend that nothing happened before. In the future, I, the prince, can make you one of the most powerful people in the dynasty." Xiang Bo looked at the boy in front of him. The demon bone relic's face seemed to be twitching slightly with anger.
But in the current situation, he couldn't threaten the other party, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and lure the other party.
"Do you think I will believe what you say? In order to achieve your goal, you actually let the soldiers who fought for the dynasty die. People like you don't deserve to live in this world."
Zheng Shiyi's eyes turned cold, he reached out and grabbed Xiang Bo's neck and broke it hard, breaking Xiang Bo's neck.
"Huh? No, what kind of breath is that in front of me? It seems to be the breath of demon bone relics."
Zheng Shiyi suddenly raised his head and walked forward.
There were stumps everywhere, heads, pierced hearts, broken weapons, pierced armors, and the ground seemed to become abnormally bright due to the coagulation of blood.
Blood-red mist floated in the air, and a handsome-looking man stood in the center of the mist holding a halberd. On his blood-stained clothes, the word "Thunder" was embroidered on his chest.
The fifth disciple of Tianlei Sect among the top five sects!
The moment Zheng Shiyi saw the other party, behind him, the black magic knife suddenly burst out with the same light. The magic knife beat gently, showing a faint excitement.
"A disciple of the Xuanming Sect?"
In the red mist, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at the figure opposite. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. The little Xuanming Sect disciple was able to come to this place. This boy was lucky.
However, his good luck has reversed, and his appearance is the greatest luck for him.
I sensed the aura of the demon bone relic all the way and chased him here. I thought I would encounter a difficult opponent and have a fight, but I didn't expect it to be a small disciple of the Xuanming Sect.
The Xuanming Sect, ranked last among the ten sects, is still a boy who looks much younger than himself. What is the difference between taking the demon bone relic from him and picking it up for nothing
"I am Lin Yongfei, a disciple of the Tianlei Sect." The man's face showed a kind of arrogance from the bottom of his heart. He pointed in the opposite direction and shouted like an order: "Young man of the Xuanming Sect, you have two choices now. Put down the demon bone relic, and I will keep your whole body. Second, you will know what it means to live worse than death!"
Demon bone relics, this person also has demon bone relics on his body!
Zheng Shiyi did not speak. He directly raised his legs and kicked on the ground and suddenly jumped out. Since the other party wanted to give away his demon bone relics and the other party also had the demon bone relics in his hand, what else could he say? Just do it.
"The little Xuanming Sect disciple still wants to take action. It seems that you really want to know how life is worse than death." Lin Yongfei showed a deep sneer on his face. He turned his wrist slightly and raised his halberd upwards. , lifted it into the air, and just when he was about to chop it down, a look of horror suddenly flashed across his eyes.
This is... the aura of the Unity Realm. This boy, like himself, is in the early stage of the Unity Realm!
Such a young boy is already in the unity realm. How could he be a disciple of the Xuan Ming Sect!
And with this speed, he was running faster than his own speed!
(End of chapter)