Chapter 112 Killing Wuzong

Qin Yanwu stood alone with the leader of the thief and bandit leader. Other disciples present knew in their hearts that if anyone could stop the leader of the bandits at this time, I'm afraid this person was Qin Yanwu.

The previous scene of killing tall bandits was deeply reflected in everyone's hearts. Qin Yanwu's strength can be said to be far from theirs, and even the three Chen brothers can't compare.

"Kid, you came just in time. There is no difference between killing you first and killing them first. You are going to die today." The leader of the thief said with a ferocious face.

"Hmm! If you are in perfect condition, I'm really afraid of you, but it's a pity that you have consumed a lot. Qin Yanwu said this without any falsehood. Of course, this means that in the case of only using Xuanli, if even soul power is used, it is another matter, but Qin Yanwu does not want to expose the identity of the soul master so quickly.

"Even so, it's enough to deal with you as a boy in the early eighth level." The bandit leader was furious.

Qin Yanwu is also too lazy to talk nonsense. The ability to kill the enemy by no means can be seen by superficial strength. He asked himself that he now has this ability to kill the leader of the thief and bandits. After all, the previous fight between the latter and the Chen brothers consumed a lot. If you want to kill the latter on the spot, you only need to work a little harder.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Yanwu's behavior may be a bit like picking up a bargain, but for all the disciples present, he is now the only person present who has the ability to save them from death.

"Haha, kill!" The leader of the thief and bandit showed his madness. At this time, he was crazy about killing all the disciples of the wilderness building here on the spot to relieve his hatred.

Qin Yanwu shook his head faintly, and a tiger roaring gun suddenly appeared in his palm, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground fiercely. With the sound of an energy explosion, a pit appeared on the hard stone surface where the soles of his feet were off the ground.

As soon as the explosion sounded, Qin Yanwu's body almost turned into a black line and rushed to the bandit leader. This speed made the surrounding crowd make some exclamation.

Looking at Qin Yanwu's rapid speed, the thief leader's face became more and more gloomy. He sneered. His hands moved slightly around his waist, and a pair of dark and sharp fists flashed out.

"Ky, I'm going to let you die under my 'black jab"!"

Quickly put on the gloves, and a fierce wind suddenly emerged in front of him, and it was also mixed with the harsh sound of breaking the wind, smashing it fiercely against his head.

The fist was clenched, and the earthy mysterious light quickly condensed on the fist guve, releasing a faint ripples. Although there were injuries, the strength of Wuzong, the leader of the thief and bandits, was also fully demonstrated.

In the face of Qin Yanwu's long gun attack, the leader of the thief and bandits did not retreat. What he was good at seemed to be a tough battle, so he did not dodge at present. He took a step forward and greeted the long gun with a dark shadow.

"Dang!"

The crisp golden iron intersect sound rippled from the two, and with the sound waves, a circle of fierce energy also gushed out between the tiger roaring gun and the boxing gushing. Suddenly, the ground under the feet of Qin Yanwu and the thief and bandit leaders was quietly shaken open a crack.

Holding the tiger roar gun tightly, Qin Yanwu stepped back a few steps during this fierce bombardment, while the thief leader only took half a step back and stabilized his body.

"It is worthy of being a strong man of Wuzong. This strength really can't be underestimated! If it is in full bloom, I'm afraid you really have to use your soul power. Qin Yanwu said secretly in his heart.

"The strength is not bad, but what's the use of a brute force!" Step back, the leader of the thief and bandit looked at Qin Yanwu, who had stepped back a few steps, and went through the previous contact. He also reluctantly touched Xiao Yan's strength. At that moment, he curled his lips and smiled disdainfully.

I ignored his words. Qin Yanwu's footsteps suddenly stepped forward, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow again. The tiger roaring gun in his hand drove a burst of extremely oppressive wind.

When his body was about to enter the attack range of the leader of the thief and bandit leader, Qin Yanwu's feet suddenly kicked on the ground, and his body unexpectedly moved to its left position. His palms were tightened, and the tiger roaring gun attacked his head.

After previous contact, Qin Yanwu also vaguely explored the foundation of the other party. Although the mysterious power of the earth is extremely suitable for long-term combat, it is like the thick mysterious power, so his speed is not very fast. Therefore, Qin Yanwu can attack him fiercely with his own speed.

And the leader of the thief and bandits is also very clear about his shortcomings, so he did not do those useless dodges. His fists danced impenetrably, and any attack before touching the surface of the body will be blocked by him with a stronger and fierce attack.

Dangling...

With such dazzling attack and defense, on the spacious square, the crisp sound of gold and iron intersects almost sounded into a sound of gold and iron. It hovered over the square for a long time.

As the battle between the two in the field became more and more violent, the thief leader, who was a little disdained because Qin Yanwu's strength was only a great martial artist in the early stage of the eighth level, was a little surprised. What he was most proud of was his endurance in the battle, but the teenager in front of him. But from the beginning, he chose to fight against him, a great martial artist and a martial arts master? And it seems to have persisted unscathed?

"This guy, I think the level of skills that must be practiced should not be low, otherwise it is impossible to squander mysterious power with me!" He stared closely at the black-shirted teenager who was rapidly flashing and attacking all over his body, and the leader of the thief and bandit said in a low voice.

"Let's fight quickly." An idea flashed quickly in his heart, and the face of the thief leader gradually became fierce.

The fist smashed the tiger roar gun again, and the sharp thorn on the fist sleeve had become much dull.

"Ky, it's over!"

resisting the attack of Qin Yanwudi, the leader of the thief and bandit suddenly took a step forward. Zhouhao stopped Qin Yanwudi's dodge route and shouted: "Bight bull horn!"

With the heavy shout of the thief and bandit leader's heavy shouting, on his fist, the fierce earthy yellow mysterious power condensed crazily. After a moment, it was as if a pair of fierce horns were formed on the fists. These horns were no longer limited to virtual shadows, but became materialized, and the breath emitted from them made people Fear of.

"Die! Boy!" With a grin, a ferociousness appeared on the face of the thief leader, and his arm suddenly burst out, and as his arm waved out, a circle of dark yellow fierce energy gushed out like his arm.

The huge horn on the fist suddenly stopped at this moment, a yellow energy mass almost like the substance, carrying a fierce wind and smashed fiercely on Qin Yanwu's tiger roaring gun. At the time of contact, the yellow energy mass waved, and then exploded fiercely like an explosion.

This sudden symphony of gold and iron was almost like thunder, and suddenly exploded on the square. The violent sound waves made the people around them involuntarily cover their ears and look at the field with a stunned face.

The tiger roar gun was hit by the fierce energy mass, and Qin Yanwu's face also changed slightly, and his footsteps retreated sharply. Every step of the fall would leave a footprint embedded in the hard stone surface.

"It's really time to end!" Qin Yanwu's face, which blocked the impact of fierce energy, showed indifference.

"How can it be!" The thief leader never thought that his strongest blow did not work, and the other party seemed to be able to resist it easily.

Boom!

Qin Yanwu waved his hand, and a huge force was about to shake off the leader of the bandits. Immediately, the sea of mysterious power churned, and a terrible wave of mysterious power spread around.

The tiger roar gun in his hand was once again surrounded by the fiery power of fire and turned into a red flame gun.

Roar! Roar!

followed by two shocking dragon roars, and two huge dragons appeared in the sky. The huge roar made the ground tremble, and the other people present felt bursts of tingling in their eardrums.

Qin Yanwu's posture at this moment is like a god of war in the eyes of everyone present, and his whole body exudes unmatched terrible energy.

"How can this be!" Looking at the two terrible fire dragons, the thief and bandit leader felt a sense of despair. He probably didn't expect that the teenager in front of him would be so terrible.

"Die!" Qin Yanwu opened his voice indifferently.

Wo!

With unprecedented attack speed and an extremely fierce offensive, the two dragons in the sky roared and attacked the thief leader at the same time.

"Bight Bull Strikes hard!" The leader of the thief and bandit is not bad. He is worthy of being alive in the fight. He suddenly woke up and quickly used his moves to deal with it.

However, all this seems to be futile. Even if there are already some materialized bull statues, it is not worth basking in front of the two dragons. It's just a face-to-face, and the bull statue collapses without even screaming.

Puff!

The sharp tip of the tiger roar gun pierced the air, pierced all the defenses of the thief and bandit leader, ruthlessly pierced into his chest and penetrated directly from his back.

Puff!

Qin Yanwu pulled out the tiger roaring gun, and the leader of the thief and bandit immediately sprayed blood, and a shocking hole appeared in his chest, from which blood kept spewing out.