With this sword, Wu Ling can be described as exhausting his whole body to cultivate, and slashing with all his strength. The power is so powerful that it is naturally urged by heaven and earth, and it is very overbearing.
As soon as the fault opened, a gap was opened. It is equivalent to separating the two sides. If Liu Yeqing wanted to pass through the ground from this place, the soil in this fault would definitely not be unresponsive.
Sure enough, Liu Yeqing was groping towards the front silently at this moment, and suddenly felt a bright light in front of him, and sunlight was streaming in through the fault. Liu Yeqing was not afraid, however, with a grinning grin, the snake god sword stabbed upwards several times.
Puff, puff, puff, puff!
The ground continuously violently protruded spiritual attacks, as if bullets were shot from the ground.
Liu Yeqing's attacks on the ground couldn't hurt Wu Ling. Such sporadic attacks naturally had no deterrent effect. Wu Ling was not welcome, Yun Chanjian followed the fault and swung it again! Another sword!
Going down with this sword is as easy as cutting tofu. The fault clattered and separated again to the two sides, breaking out a large fault pit with a width of more than ten feet. In this way, Liu Yeqing wanted to use the means of traveling through the ground, and this abacus would not be so easy.
The most important thing is that under the ground, his attack cannot be as easy as on the ground after all. He can breathe on the ground, relying entirely on spiritual self-sufficiency, and can't transform the various forces in nature at all. Once you need to attack and defend, your breathing will inevitably be affected a little. Therefore, he can travel underground, but he can never stay underground for a long time.
Seeing Wu Ling like this, he knew that hiding on the ground was not the way. The zombie sword, with a spiral of vigor, rushed upward instead.
Wu Ling sighed secretly, this Liu Yeqing's attack was really similar to that Liu Yemei. But this power is twice as powerful as Liu Yemei.
The gap between the fourth level of Yi Sui and the refining of the gods is definitely not the same.
Even if Liu Yemei was later promoted to refining the gods, he was far from being able to compare with Liu Yeqing, an old fritters like Liu Yeqing that had been soaked in the gods for more than ten years.
Wu Ling could already feel this powerful force before the spiral energy came out of the ground. This is not an ordinary qi attack, but the power of the earth among the five elements.
Domineering, domineering, vigorous, dignified, unstoppable!
Wu Ling was shocked, his body was like a swallow copying water, and he did a few clicks to avoid the opponent's breakthrough. Boom! Liu Yeqing broke out of the soil, bringing out a face of soil.
At this moment, Feng Feiwu yelled, and the first nine days of Feng Wu, which was ready to go, struck out again. With this blow, she attacked Liu Yeqing's lower three lanes.
At the same time, the three of Xie Yuyan and others all shot together, with great power.
Wu Ling saw it very clearly, Yun Chan's sword flicked, and the starburst sprang out three swords in succession, respectively attacking Liu Yeqing's brows, chest and abdomen.
The Yun Chan Sword was originally a rare peerless soldier in the world. It was known for its sharpness and was the sharpest sword in the Huayu Pavilion. In addition, Wu Ling was in the sword aura and added wind attributes according to a specific context. Therefore, if this sword was really cut on Liu Yeqing's body, it would be a fatal blow!
In an instant, Liu Yeqing's whole body was completely dragged by an attack line. Liu Yeqing was not afraid at all, spiraling vigorously, rushing up into the air.
brush!
Spiritual power bump! The void trembled again, and seemed to be shocked by this shocking battle, making a continuous buzzing sound.
On the periphery of Liu Yeqing's whole body, there was a spiral of defensive spirit power vortex, which blocked all the attack power.
call!
Liu Yeqing flew high into the sky, his body turned volley, head down, feet up to the sky, and swooped down again. With a sword in his hand, he swooped towards Feng Feiwu, like an eagle's surprise attack.
He could see that apart from Wu Ling, only this girl attacked the most fiercely. Fengwu Nine Heavens Swordsmanship is the peerless swordsmanship that the Donghai Feng Family is famous for. Once the ambassador comes out, the nine-style sword moves one after another, one after another, which is like a ruin and it is difficult to stop.
At this time, many inner gates saw the fiery red clothes swelling around Feng Feiwu's water and fire robe, and Feng Feiwu himself had almost really become a nine-day flying phoenix, turbulent horizontally and horizontally.
This scene is simply beautiful to the extreme, but in the beauty, there is a ruthless and endless murderous aura!
call! The dust was flying again, and the sand was rolled up. Feng Feiwu's sword power is not old, and with a backhand, he rolls upwards and slashes directly at Liu Yeqing's arm.
boom! It was another head-to-head confrontation. Although Feng Feiwu's sword was fierce, it was shocked by the force of the impact.
And that Liu Yeqing, obviously, was not completely unsuccessful, his arms trembled, and he was obviously shocked by Feng Feiwu's domineering sword, and blood was oozing out of the tiger's mouth.
A martial artist in the realm of physical martial arts can actually cause blood to bleed from the mouth of a martial artist who refines the gods and returns to the void. I am afraid that Wu Ling can only do this.
Seeing this scene, even Wu Ling was amazed, this phoenix flying, really serious. He even had a feeling that Feng Feiwu didn't regard Liu Yeqing as an enemy at all, but as a stepping stone for her to go further in the martial arts.
What courage and charm is this
This is a woman who gave her life to martial arts. No, this is a person who gave his life to martial arts!
In front of the true meaning of martial arts, there are no men and women, no age, and no enemy or me!
For a moment, Wu Ling suddenly remembered Li Yufan, who was away from home in Tianxiang City, and Feng Feiwu was so similar to him. Wu Ling even felt very honored to be able to meet these two people.
Wu Ling has always had a high self-esteem. In martial arts, few people admire him, but Feng Feiwu is one, and Li Yufan is also one.
Wu Ling's thoughts turned, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind. Almost at the same time when Feng Feiwu and Liu Yeqing collided, he had already seen the cheapness, and the Yunchan sword flew in and hit Liu Yeqing's vest. Liu Yeqing rushed forward and passed to the left, yelling: "What kind of ability is it to be more thugs?"
At this moment, Liu Yeqing was also unwilling to fight, ready to retreat. He also knew that in front of these five people, he could never find anything cheap.
At the same time, he was also resentful in his heart, thinking: "If the small eyebrows don’t die and join hands with me, why don’t these fifty people worry about it! Humph, let’s take a step back today, and wait for me to think about good ideas. If it’s not clear, can’t it be used Assassination assault? This group of bastards, with extraordinary means, must be the little bastards of Huayu Pavilion, right?"
However, when he thought of leaving, his momentum was invisible, and he was anxiously going downhill. What's important is that Wu Ling's attack was as erratic as a butterfly pierced through a flower, so he couldn't retreat calmly. However, the four inner deacon Feng Feiwu saw that they were cheap, and they also stood up, unceremoniously. As a result, Liu Yeqing was firmly caught in the predicament of the left and right side. My heart complained endlessly. Although it was at a disadvantage, it was still able to support it.
At this moment, Wu Ling's left hand had already begun to secretly brew momentum, and the thoughts in his heart were divided into two, naturally and extremely skillful. Liu Yeqing's nightmare finally came. This is a real nightmare, a reminder of life.
The original situation of five-to-one, because of Wu Ling's single mind and two uses, suddenly a situation of six-to-one was formed.
Liu Yeqing only felt that there were attacks everywhere, and he was constantly shuttled. No matter how he dodges and resists, he always stays on the left and right, without feeling any security.
Wu Ling's Angry Thunder Finger is best at this kind of close-to-hand combat, and his advantages of smallness, speed, and spirit are even more vivid. One thumb kept twitching, but Liu Yeqing couldn't even take his breath away.
Fury Finger is divided into six ranks, and now Wu Ling's cultivation has reached the third rank, which is a realm that the Wudang Clan of the previous life could only reach after a hundred years of cultivation, and it is naturally very powerful.
In the past, Wu Ling emitted her own qi through the fingers of anger and thunder, but now it is the spiritual qi transformed from the qi.
Although Wu Ling's gang qi is a hundred times more powerful than an ordinary warrior, but compared with the inexhaustible and inexhaustible aura in nature, it is only insignificant.
No matter how strong a person's power is, it cannot be too strong. At least, Wu Ling still belongs to this stage. The road to martial arts is to fight against the world and nature. Legends have understood the true meaning of martial arts and reached the peak of martial arts to compete with nature. However, that is just a legend. The current Wu Ling obviously does not have such strength.
Even so, Wu Ling's angry thunder finger made Liu Yeqing quite depressed. When he was extremely depressed, he took a step slower, and was swept by Feng Feiwu's sword-edge She Shi. Even with Jin Huang's big Luo shirt protecting his body, the sword light intruded into his body, which immediately made him inconvenient to move.
He watched Wu Ling's perverted methods, and focused his attention on Wu Ling. He placed Feng Feiwu in a secondary position. In this way, Feng Feiwu found the right opportunity and sent a nine-day ninth sword and phoenix dance style to make him hang on. Not surprising.
With the first one, the second one is not far away. Wu Ling jabbed his thumb three times, one of which shot directly at Liu Yeqing's chest.
Sword Qi invaded, and Liu Yeqing's Jin Huang Daluoshan unloaded most of his power, but this was only to protect him from being killed on the spot, a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed, and he spit out.
One after another, the third rank rage thunder finger hit again, Liu Yeqing roared, his eyes were full of desperate anger, and he planned to fight with Wu Ling and burn it. But when he was injured, his actions were slow. As soon as he started, the four weapons of Xie Yuyan, Feng Feiwu, Zhao Canyang, and Yun Duoduo intercepted at the same time.
The cloud cicada sword thin like wings, like cutting tofu, snorted, a biting sword light flashed by, and Liu Yeqing waved in half. Liu Yeqing kept on surging, his upper body was still sprinting towards Wu Ling, and he fell down with blood shining into the sky.
Wu Ling and the four helpers breathed out a long breath at the same time, with a fluke in their eyes. If this person escaped from the ground early in the morning and didn't rush out of the ground, it would be impossible for them to kill him.