Da Bong fights more people

Tang Shanjun's abdomen swelled, protruding a "ball", the ball rushed to the mouth of the throat, and suddenly sprayed out.

In an instant, the sticky and smelly "rain" covered the sky and covered Xu Qi'an's radius of tens of meters, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

A brilliant golden elixir rises up, bursting with light, and the sticky, foul-smelling liquid touches its light, and it slaps away without touching a single bit.

Deng Deng Deng

At this time, Zalmuha took the opportunity to run wildly and charge, his body one foot high bumped into Xu Qi'an, trying to snatch the scroll in his mouth.

"Snapped!"

Xu Qi'an snapped his fingers, igniting the paper held between his fingertips and a black hair in the paper.

Zarmukha, who was running wildly, was stunned, as if hit on the head by a wooden club, and fell to his knees in pain.

Curse killing technique!

Just as Xu Qi'an wanted to take this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, there was a whistling wind in his ears, and Tang Shanjun's dragon head rushed towards him.

The sky and the earth sounded like a sound of torrents, Xu Qi'an flew upside down and embedded in the mountain, falling rocks rolled.

The next moment, he rushed out unscathed, tore off a few pages of paper, held them in his hands, and looked at the two fourth-rank powerhouses with cold eyes.

Apart from the magic book, his strongest attack is Heaven and Earth Slash, but due to his own cultivation, it is impossible to break through the physical defense of a fourth-rank master.

On the contrary, it will make yourself into a weak state.

Therefore, in addition to the defense of the Vajra Divine Art, he does not plan to use the Heaven and Earth Slash, but uses the Confucian magic book to contain the enemy.

But as the two fourth-ranks said, magic books will always be exhausted.

And fourth-rank warriors and monster races are notoriously durable, Xu Qi'an didn't think he could kill people with magic books.Unless he uses the Confucian natal skill: what he says follows the law.

However, the aftereffects of speaking the law were too great. During the battle between heaven and man, he almost lost his soul because of "the soul was ten times stronger". It was Li Miaozhen who helped him bring back his soul.

Yang Yan, a vulgar martial artist, obviously doesn't have the high-end and grandiose skills of summoning souls, calling him to dig a grave is almost as good as Xu Qi'an murmured in his heart.

Therefore, the key to the victory of this battle is not whether he can kill the enemy, but when Yang Yan can kill the enemy.

Turning her head to take a look, she found that although the woman in the red skirt was at a disadvantage, she was able to hold on to Yang Yan's gun. No matter how Yang Yan stabbed her, she didn't scream and tried her best to deal with it.

There are strong and weak fighters among the fourth rank fighters, but it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while. This woman is not only coquettish, but also more durable than imagined. Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.

Without showing any anxious expression, he spat out the scroll and held it in his hand, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "The spells in the book are indeed limited, but they are enough to deal with the two of you."

While speaking, he tore off another page of paper, burned it up, and ashes wiped the blade of the black gold long knife.

In an instant, the black gold long knife seemed to be endowed with life, and it flew through the air with a "swoosh", flexibly coiled and danced, attacking Tang Shanjun from different angles.

The seventh grade of Taoism is food qi. Taoist priests in this realm can manipulate magic weapons, and their signature technique is flying swords.

Huge body means advantages in strength, but the corresponding disadvantages are also displayed. Apart from shocking the air mechanism to impact the "flying knife", Mr. Tangshan lacks other effective means.

If it's an ordinary weapon, it's fine, it doesn't hurt or itch, but this blade is unparalleled in sharpness, when it cuts on the scales, it hurts incomparably.

call

Zarmuha picked up a boulder and threw it at Xu Qi'an.

Boom boom boom!

Huge boulders came crashing down one after another, Xu Qi'an ran wildly on the mountain, avoiding the boulders like meteors.

Because of the pain caused by the "flying knife", Mr. Tang Shan became angry and fierce. He kept wandering in the mountains and forests, chasing Xu Qi'an, breaking trees one by one, and rolling boulders down. He became Zalmuha in disguise. weapons.

"boom!"

After a boulder blocked the road, Mr. Tang Shan chased and blocked Xu Qi'an. The huge faucet looked down from a height and made a deafening sound:

"Caught you."

Baizhang's body shrank dramatically, turning into a body two feet long with thick arms, entangled Xu Qi'an.

Taking advantage of the other party's hands and feet being restrained, Mr. Tang Shan opened his mouth and bit Xu Qi'an's face, intending to take away or destroy the scroll.

It took a bite, and Xu Qi'an's figure suddenly disappeared, appearing a hundred meters away, raised his hand, and gently blew away the ashes in his palm.

Warlock's teleportation circle.

"What system has the ability?" Tangshan Jun growled.

The cooked duck just flew away, making it almost unable to suppress its own anger, wanting to wreak havoc.

It's so difficult.

The tome in Yinluo's hand contains many spells and covers a wide range, far beyond the imagination of Mr. Tangshan and Zalmuha.

A tome like this is more precious than most magic tools.

What kind of character is he who possesses such a treasure?

Because Xu Qi'an was a martial artist, although the two of them didn't think about his identity as a Confucian Academy student, they guessed that he had another real identity.

Suddenly, the woman in the red dress who was fighting in the distance let out a scream, then left Yang Yan behind and fled to the north.

This is the signal to evacuate.

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha glanced at Xu Qi'an unwillingly, and then evacuated with the woman in the red skirt.

Phew, Xu Qi'an let out a sigh of relief as if he had finally left.

If this continues, the "magic book" given to him by the dean Zhao Shou will really be exhausted. Even so, he has used a quarter of it, and his heartache is so painful that he can hardly breathe.

"Wufu is indeed difficult to deal with. Unless there is a huge difference in rank, it is impossible to win or lose in a short period of time. Well, if I am a fourth rank, I may be able to become a maverick martial artist. I will always only use one knife. Either you die or I die"

Thinking in his heart, he turned his head to look at Yang Yan, and said loudly: "Boss, follow the plan, you go to the mission, and I will save the princess."

Yang Yan nodded, hesitated, and responded, "Can you?"

Xu Qi'an grinned and said: "I haven't used the Confucianism's magic tricks yet, I was just warming up, don't worry, boss, don't worry about me.

"With my current level, if I want to leave, a fourth-rank martial artist can't keep me."

His vajra skills and defensive power even surpassed that of an ordinary fourth-rank martial artist.

After parting ways with Yang Yan, Xu Qi'an communicated with Monk Shenshu in his heart, "Master, remember when you kill someone, don't destroy the primordial spirit."

The gentle voice of the monk Shenshu echoed in his mind: "The poor monk knows."