Chapter 103 Hidden War

The mermaid's ancestor shield skin obviously didn't know that Xia Qiu could see him.

When he tried to stretch out the empty tentacles to attack her, she soared into the air, using the tentacles he stretched out as a springboard, and flipped to the tentacles on the other side of him, and the plum blade in her hand took the opportunity to cut down.

The tentacles of the shield skin were cut out, and Ling Yu also took the opportunity to break free. He sat on the ground and gasped and said, "A little later, I'm afraid I will be strangled to death by this monster!"

Some black ** with foam gushed out from the wound on the tentacles of the shield skin, and his wound automatically recovered. He shouted in shock, "A human being, can you see me?"

Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability is much higher than the previous success rate, it still often flips. Just like the last time she looked for the crack leading to the Black Fire Purgatory in the Yongchuan Forest, she took a lot of effort to do it again.

So Ling Yu, who was sitting on the ground at this time, was still a little unbelievable. He looked at her and asked, "What? Can you see him?"

Xia Qiu nodded.

"Tell me what he looks like?" Ling Yu tilted his mouth and smiled badly and jumped up from the ground.

Xia Qiu repeated the appearance of the shield to Ling Yu. After hearing this, Ling Yu began to laugh, and then looked at Xia Qiu in the air and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect the ancestors of the mermaid clan to be so ugly. It's really the most ridiculous joke I've heard recently!"

Shield skin is angered by his contempt. As an ancient creature created by Tianshen Qianju at the beginning of the formation of the demon world, he has always thought that he is extremely beautiful and noble. His body structure is extremely special. He can use the mucus secreted to heal ordinary wounds, and his secret weapon is much more than that.

He stabbed the spiritual feather that had just mocked him with a recovered tentacle, and Xia Qiu roared, "Dodge!"

Ling Yu flashed to the side according to her prompt to avoid the blow of the shield skin.

And the shield skin immediately turned to attack Xia Qiu. When he stabbed with his left tentacle, Xia Qiu avoided sideways, but then he continued to attack with his right tentacle. Xia Qiu had to resist with a plum blade, but was thrown to one side by the force brought by the huge tentacle, hit the stone wall of the cave heavily, and then fell to the ground.

"Are you all right?" Ling Yu jumped over and asked. Although he couldn't see the enemy, he still protected her in front of her.

"Uh-huh!" Xia Qiu answered, and the pain in her back made her frown.

Ling Yu suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest, and his arms turned inward. Only from behind could he see several colorful feather darts in his hand.

He whispered to Xia Qiu behind him and said, "When he attacks, you will command me to release feather darts. With them on him, I can capture his position."

His feather darts are different from ordinary darts. They will produce inverted thorns after piercing into the meat. When he makes darts continuously, the feather darts will automatically line up and shoot at the enemy in a vertical line. After the enemy is in the darts, their inverted thorns will also be connected in the enemy's flesh. If you want to pull them out, it will cause a whole wound.

But Lingyu must win for this.

If he stands still, according to his calculation, the shield skin will attack him head-on, but it is not ruled out that there will be other possibilities. Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability is his "eye", there will be a time difference between her command and his movements. Whether she can do it or not is still unknown.

Shield skin looked at Ling Yu, who was standing still with his hands crossed in front of his chest, and was a little confused. The teenager obviously couldn't see himself. Even if there was a girl's command behind him, his confident appearance still made him unhappy. If it hadn't been for their trouble, he would have completely occupied Lu Yin's skin, and now he has to waste precious rebirth time with these two milky teenagers.

He decided to cheer up and let the two teenagers understand what it is to be overpowerful. He is the two of them who are at different levels, so he has no reason to be polite to them. He shook the two fish tails under him hard and rushed to Lingyu head-on, and the ink-colored demonic cyclone brought a gust of wind and waves.

"Pray!"

With Xia Qiu's voice, Ling Yu flew out all the colorful feather darts in his hand.

Then before he realized what was going on, he was rushed out by the demonic cyclone of the shield skin. The moment he hit the wall, he almost lost his intuition, but he knew that he had to stay awake, otherwise his efforts would be wasted.

He did not fall to the ground, but waved his wings behind him and flew into the air. When the wings moved, he obviously felt that the left wing was injured, so that he always unconsciously tilted to one side when flying. He looked around, and a row of colorful feather darts was suspended in the air, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and his plan succeeded.

A deep moan came from the air.

"Those feather darts shot on his right shoulder and chest. He is trying to pull it out!" Xia Qiu reminds Ling Yu in the air.

"Well, I won't give him such a chance!"

Ling Yu responded and changed his countless silk and satin from his sleeve and threw it towards the shield skin. The top of the silk and satin immediately turned into a cone. At first glance, the shield skin had to temporarily give up pulling out the feather darts on his body, but dodged to one side.

With the guidance of feather darts, Lingyu can easily capture the position of the shield skin, and it is no longer fair to dodge the battle just by feeling. He also became energetic because of this, temporarily put aside his physical pain, and began to release his colorful demon power cyclone. Xia Qiu has also slowed down, flew to his side, raised the plum blade in his hand and was ready to compete with the shield skin again.

Outside, Ouyang Xiao Leng, the battle between Qianqi and Yecha has also fallen into white heat.

This time, because the life of the Amber Dragon King and the strange array of Qingyun were closely linked, the two teenagers also became surprisingly tacit.

Qianqi was willing to cover Ouyang Xiao Leng with his dragon fire bow, and then attacked Yecha. Every time Yecha cast a spell with a magic wand, he will be shot through by Qianqi's bow and arrow. I don't know if it is his psychological effect. With the seamless cooperation of another teenager, he feels that Ouyang Xiao Leng's swordsmanship is much more exquisite than before.

After several rounds of fighting, he messed up first. He knew that he was too underestimated the enemy that he chose to confront them head-on, and now it seems that he must change his tactics.

His gray-white demonic cyclone permeated like a water mist, and he fought and retreated, introducing the two teenagers into the water mist. As soon as they sweated profusely because of the fierce battle, they felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as they entered the cold and wet water mist. They couldn't help shivering and their hands and feet were a little disobedient.

Ouyang Xiao Leng just waved his sword and split the water mist in front of him, and saw Yecha's spear poking at him. He hurriedly flashed to one side with divine ice.

As soon as Qianqi beside him put away the dragon fire bow and planned to use a hydrator to transform a sword, he was suddenly tied to his waist by a translucent rope. The rope instantly changed into a big snake and took him into the air. The big snake spit out the letter's mouth a few centimeters in front of him. He quickly stretched out. The hand wants to grab the snake's head.

"The wind moves the leaf dance!"

Before he could catch the big snake, Ouyang Xiaoling's voice came from the bottom.

Several red maple-like flames flew this way, breaking up the big snake transformed by Yecha with a staff, and Qianqi also fell to the ground.

He stood up and rubbed his buttocks and complained, "Hey, can you give me a hint?"

"Where is that time?" Ouyang Xiao Leng glanced at him and said coldly that it was still his usual arrogance.

"You are still a general under Qingyun. You don't even dare to fight head-on? What a good man to hide and play with the shade!" Qianqi shouted at the water mist in front of him.

Yecha knew that he was trying to hook him to make a noise to determine his position, so he ignored it at all, but was secretly ready to launch the next round of fierce attack.

Among the thousand riders, the sword of the hydrator was instantly formed. Yecha did not know that the sword of the thousand riders had the effect of absorbing the surrounding **. In fact, even Ouyang Xiaoler did not know that he had left a hand. The more ** he absorbs, the stronger the power contained in the sword he transformed.

After a while, the water mist-like demonic cyclone around Qianqi has been almost sucked by the sword, and the sword in his hand is much bigger than just now. Yecha looked at it and knew that it could not be delayed any longer, otherwise his power would be used by him instead.

He suddenly toss the shield in his hand horizontally towards Qianqi. When the shield rotated in the air, sharp serrations appeared around him. Qianqi quickly bounced it away with the sword in his hand, but it flew over quickly after a moment in the air. Qianqi was caught off guard from being injured to his right arm by the jagged teeth. In addition to the severe pain, he obviously felt a strange numbness in the wound. It turned out that Yecha applied poison to the serrated teeth of the shield.

Although that poison can't kill Qianqi, the son of the Dragon King, it will still make him hallucinate in a short time. For a moment, Qianqi felt that the world in his eyes had turned into a kaleidoscope, colorful and constantly rotating. An indescribable pleasure spread in his brain, which made him couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Thousands of riders! Don't be controlled by fantasy!" Ouyang Xiao Leng shouted at him.

But it sounded that his voice was so far away, as if it came from the water, and he felt that he had fallen into the deep sea. Those gorgeous colors gradually turned into a deep and thick blue. Being soaked in the sea, he felt extremely relaxed. The fish swimming in front of him was like a hypnotic pendulum, which made his eyelids start to fight and his brain slow.

Ouyang Xiaocold saw Qianqi fall down on his back. At the moment of landing, the sword in his hand also turned back to ** and splashed everywhere.

For the time being, there was only a duel between him and Yecha. In the water fog, Yecha's shield flew towards him again. He blocked with divine ice and quickly jumped high. Sure enough, the shield turned back to the position he had just been. If he hadn't dodged, he would have been hurt by it.

The shield returned to the hands of the night fork without hitting him. The moment it came to his hand, the serrations were also put away. Without hesitation, he did not hesitate tossing it out at Ouyang Xiao Leng again, and the serrations also opened again.

Ouyang Xiao Leng had to dodge repeatedly. He found that no matter how hard he tried to shoot it down, he could not succeed. He thought about it in his heart, and then he had some ideas.

He remembers that he had seen the shadow of Taijiquan in Xia Qiu's knife skills. The Taijiquan created by human beings pays attention to lightness and softness, continuousness, and gravity. One of the moves is to hold the sparrow's tail from the right, and the arm rotates in an arc, as if the whole body is accompanied up and down, with the waist as the axis, and then convert the opponent's strength and then fight back.