Women's procrastination can't be said

It could be seen that Song Qingwu's body overflowed with internal energy, quickly condensing into a pair of blue armor.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingwu suddenly stretched out a pair of huge blue wings from behind.

As a warrior, Song Yuyan naturally knew what the two represented.

Turn your inner strength into armor, turn your inner strength into wings!

Musha!

She looked at Song Qingwu's plain face in shock, and took a deep breath.

Both Qi Zijian and Mu Youhuai were also in a state of shock, staring blankly at the dazzling blue wings.

If they remembered correctly, just now Song Qingwu held a magic staff and clearly drew a terrifying magic circle, but now he displayed at least the seventh level of martial arts strength!That means...

Both martial arts.build!

Song Yuyan swallowed hard, the shock in her heart couldn't get any worse.How could she have forgotten that Song Qingwu is a person who possesses the body pill, if he wants to practice martial arts and spells at the same time, it is entirely possible!

Song Qingwu didn't care about exposing his trump card, only to see that when the armor of internal force was formed, a huge thrust acted on the long sword that pierced through his abdomen, and pushed it out brutally, splashing blood on it. On Qi Zijian's face, who hadn't recovered yet.

Not caring about the wound at all, Song Qingwu held Tianyan with his left hand, and embraced Song Yuyan with his right hand again. He used Tianyan again, and the second "annihilation" circle appeared at the feet of everyone.

Qi Zijian placed Mu Youhuai in a safe position, holding a sword, and with a pair of wings stretched out from behind, he attacked Song Qingwu.

While Song Qingwu controlled the magic circle, he used Tianyan to resist Qi Zijian's attack, and kept protecting Song Yuyan with his body.

Song Yuyan was hugged by him, and she could only feel anxious.Song Qingwu used a magic circle to protect her inside, she was not in too much danger, even so, he still couldn't rest assured, he wanted to hug her and block her!But she didn't dare to break free, for fear that he would be stabbed again.

Qi Zijian knew that Song Qingwu was a master of martial arts.After repairing, he didn't dare to hold back too much, and he attacked from the long sword with his strong internal force, which was extremely arrogant.

Song Qingwu didn't have a weapon, so he could only rely on Tianyan with one hand to resist. Every time he was shocked, he would be knocked back half a step, but he would quickly return to his original position.

Qi Zijian's attack can be described as tricky, he only picked Song Qingwu's difficult position to resist, and then relied on his strong inner strength to push Song Qingwu back.

Song Yuyan watched the battle for a long time, and finally understood what Qi Zijian's purpose was. He just wanted to shake Song Qingwu out of the eyes of the "annihilation" magic circle, so that he could no longer manipulate the magic circle to deal with the Mu army. In this way...

The consequences could be disastrous!

Qi Zijian is so shrewd, how could he fail to see that Song Qingwu is relying on the magic circle to trap the large wooden army, as long as he cuts off the connection between Song Qingwu and the magic circle, then he will not be able to deal with these tens of millions of lions!

Song Qingwu put on a straight face, focused on three things, and really had a tendency to be unable to resist Qi Zijian's attack!

He squinted his eyes, the light in his pupils was bright, and Tianyan buzzed, only to see that the central circle, which was supposed to be enough for one person to stand on, suddenly doubled in size, and even the "annihilating" magic circle also increased its scope.

Qi Zijian's face changed, and he subconsciously looked for Mu Youhuai's figure, seeing that he was led away from the battlefield by the guards, he relaxed his heart.

"You are a seventh-level warrior, how come you have so much internal energy to support you to expand the magic circle?" Qi Zijian asked in a deep voice.

Song Qingwu raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said, "The magic circle is maintained by mages, and has nothing to do with warriors."

After hearing this, Qi Zijian felt ashamed.

He made a low level error.Although Song Qingwu's martial arts strength is at the seventh level, he doesn't know what level Song Qingwu's magic power is at. At least he is definitely a high-level mage!

Without further words, Qi Zijian picked up his long sword and fought him seriously.Qi Zijian's strength is unknown, but Song Yuyan can clearly see that every time he attacks, there will be a situation where his internal strength will be recovered.

To put it bluntly, it means that after his internal force is used, it can return to his dantian, which greatly reduces the consumption of internal force.

This is enough to show that Qi Zijian's strength has reached at least the eighth level——

The power of fusion!

It's not that Song Qingwu didn't notice this, he just defended blankly.

It was only then that Song Yuyan noticed that Song Qingwu's internal energy had also been recovered.

"Are you also the eighth level?" Song Yuyan was terrified, she couldn't imagine that Song Qingwu's martial arts and spells were so powerful at such a young age.How did he cultivate?For a moment, Song Yuyan blushed a little, her cultivation alone was not as good as others...

It's useless. It's useless.

Song Qingwu didn't have time to look at her, and just said "um" from his nose to confirm Song Yuyan's thoughts.

Then she wouldn't be so worried.Since Song Qingwu and Qi Zijian are equal in martial arts strength, and he has more spells than Qi Zijian, it shouldn't be too difficult to fight.

And from her observation, Qi Zijian's internal energy automatically returns to his dantian, but Song Qingwu's internal energy automatically returns from all parts of his body, the blue internal energy should make his face shine brightly.

I'm used to Song Qingwu's lifeless appearance, but it's rare to see him a little bit alive.

Qi Zijian was a member of the battle, so he naturally noticed the difference in Song Qingwu's internal strength, and his heart was slightly disturbed, but he calmed down quickly with countless experiences, and he could understand after thinking about it carefully.

"Body pill?" Qi Zijian looked at him, although his tone was questioning, but his eyes were full of determination.

Song Qingwu ignored him.

Qi Zijian took it as his acquiescence. "It seems that you have only broken through the eighth level not long ago? It is already very good to be able to use the power of fusion to this level."

Song Qingwu's eyelids twitched slightly.

I saw Qi Zijian clenched one hand, and the internal force attacking Song Qingwu suddenly became thicker, darker in color, faster in speed, and seemed to hit Song Qingwu's shoulder extremely softly.

Song Qingwu stared, his shoulders felt cold, and the pain hit him, making him take a step back.

Song Yuyan looked in shock at Song Qingwu's left shoulder, which was emitting white smoke. There, the armor of inner strength that was supposed to protect him had disappeared!

"Are you comfortable? This is the real power of the power of fusion—swallowing." Qi Zijian stood still gracefully, and did not attack Song Qingwu again.

Blood slid down his arm, looking quite tragic.Song Yuyan could feel that Song Qingwu's entire left arm was shaking, and his face was extremely pale, as if he was in pain.

"Boom!" Tianyan suddenly fell to the ground.

"Buzz!" Tianyan was dissatisfied with being smashed to the ground, and floated up by himself.

There was no blood at all, Song Qingwu opened his eyes wide, looked at his left arm, and looked at a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

Qi Zijian continued to speak: "I said, Your Highness, you are too weak, aren't you?" People don't understand, is it because Song Qingwu's martial arts practice is too vain, or is there something else hidden?

When Song Yuyan heard what he said, she was instantly out of breath.

What is "weak and weak"?If Song Qingwu was really hurt like this by the shoulder injury, would he have died of pain when he was pierced through the abdomen just now?

"Are you okay?" She rolled her eyes at Qi Zijian fiercely, and then asked Song Qingwu with concern.

Song Qingwu turned to look at her, his eyes were bloodshot and terrifying, Song Yuyan was frightened by his appearance.

"It's okay." His voice became a little hoarse.Song Yuyan dared not speak.

It really hurts so much?

Song Qingwu took over Tianyan, and the armor of internal force gathered around his shoulders again.Regardless of the injury, he raised Tianyan and pointed at Qi Zijian.

"Great sadness."

Qi Zijian was surrounded by a blood-red magic circle, he cursed secretly, and used the wings of internal force to dodge separately.

"Great sadness."

Song Qingwu's eyes were cold, Tianyan changed direction and pointed to another place, where a second magic circle appeared.

Qi Zijian dodged again.

"Great sadness!"

This time his voice was louder, and a magic circle appeared again where Qi Zijian stopped for the third time.

"Damn!" Qi Zijian's expression was ugly, the magic circle couldn't move, so he used movement to restrain silence, and changed his position to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Song Qingwu was also ruthless, hitting him one after another, he didn't want internal force ?

He was beaten like a majestic city lord of a wooden country like a stray dog!

Dodging for the fourth time, another blood-red magic circle appeared under his feet.

Cursing secretly again, he quickly dodged towards the center.His plan was that when Song Qingwu drew a fifth magic circle among the four magic circles, he would attack Song Qingwu directly from there!

Watching him fly to the middle of the four magic circles, Song Qingwu's eyes flashed obvious ridicule, he didn't hold up the Tianyan anymore, but stood it on the ground, just like before

— Stomp hard!

"Combined!" I saw that the four magic circles were shining brightly, expanding with lightning speed, and then merging.

An identical but huge magic circle appeared at Qi Zijian's feet.

This time, he couldn't escape!

Looking down, he found that he was still in the center of the dangerous formation. Qi Zijian didn't care about the etiquette, and cursed: "He. Damn! Can you still play like this?"

If it weren't for the drawer of the formation, others standing in the eye of the formation would simply be seeking their own death!

Qi Zijian stood still with a straight face, pointing his long sword at the ground, a more tyrannical inner force than before spewed out, and collided fiercely with the dark red blood arrow shot by "Dabei" head-on!

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the bloody arrow shot by "Da Bei" and the internal force exerted by Qi Zijian dissipated at the same time.

Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with joy, which at least showed that they were equal in strength.

The first wave of offensive passed, but the "Great Compassion" did not stop at all, and even more bloody and terrifying bloodlines spread out, dripping blood and emitting a stench, and quickly wrapped Qi Zijian!

Qi Zijian almost didn't spit it out, this prince of the Song Dynasty, who looks so elegant and indifferent, how could his tricks be so sinister and creepy?

There was no other way, Qi Zijian's eyes shone brightly, and his surging inner strength unreservedly displayed.The original dark blue internal force strangely turned into pitch black.

Song Qingwu's pupils shrank.

"This is..." Song Yuyan's face turned pale.

The power of destruction!

The loud sound was enough to break the sky, and the smoke filled the air, making it difficult for people to see clearly the situation in the darkness.

Song Qingwu watched, a bright white light flashed, and he quickly hugged Song Yuyan and retreated to avoid it.

But it was still slow, and the sword was about to stab Song Yuyan's eyes!

Song Qingwu turned pale, let go of her, and turned to one side.

"Pfft." The sound of the sword piercing the flesh, Qi Zijian's saber pierced Song Qingwu for the second time, this time it was the right shoulder blade.

Qi Zijian smiled lightly, and walked out from the smoke, his robes were badly torn, and many places on his body were painted.

"Buzz!" The saber returned to its position automatically, and Qi Zijian took hold of the saber again.

Not at all disgusted, he picked up his robe and wiped the blood off the sword. He felt the cold temperature of the blood.

There is no surprise at all, there are too many weird things about Song Qingwu.

"How? You are the first person to force me to show my true strength. In my opinion, this magic circle is already the strongest magic circle you can cast, right? I can block it for the first time, and I can block it for the second time Time. Surrender?" Although Qi Zijian said so, he was still not 100% sure.

This magic circle is too terrifying.Just like the seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth in front of him, it was too terrifying.

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感谢在2020-02-1403:53:25~2020-02-1502:11:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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