Chapter 113 Life-saving Ice Sword

When the fallen fighter felt the horror of this energy, he unconsciously moved to the side.

In the Holy Soul Hall in the distance, an old man looked at the skills used by Qi Wei, showed an angry expression on his face, and said to another old man, "This boy Qi Wei has used 60-level advanced skills. Shall we go down and stop it!"

An old man shook his head, "No, everything has its own fate. If Xuanmo, a talented teenager, can't escape the bad luck, then even if we go to rescue him, it will be in vain!"

The angry old man nodded and looked at the situation in the yard again. In his opinion, Xuanmo is bound to die this time. A teenager with magic overdrawn was attacked by the 60-level skill of Dousheng. This is undoubtedly an egg hitting a stone, and there is no hope at all.

However, another old man did not think so. He seemed to feel something from Xuanmo's body and felt that he would not die so easily, and he also had a feeling that Xuanmo would definitely escape and become a famous figure in the mainland.

"Why is this Xuanmo so stupid! Doesn't he feel that this energy is not something he can compete with at all? No way! I'm going to save him!" As soon as Ziyan finished speaking, she was grabbed by Zinan's arm, "Sister, don't go. Don't you believe Xiaomo? I believe him, just like before!" Speaking of this, Zinan seems to remember the scene in the mysterious forest. In the face of the flame demon scorpion group that is almost impossible to defeat, and in the face of the talented beasts and empty god birds, didn't Xuanmo also survive? And this time in her opinion, Xuanmo can also defeat it and survive.

At this time, even if Ziyan wants to help again, she has no time at all, because Qi Wei's skill cohesion time has basically been completed. Then, he began to shout, "Xuan Mo, take it! Spin Dragon Wind Bullet!"

Then, the energy mass in Qi Wei's hand quickly shot out like a cannonball and flew directly to Xuanmo's chest.

This is Qi Wei's 60-level advanced skill - Spin Dragon Wind Bomb. The spiral wind bomb is shot out to the enemy by gathering the wind magic in the air and then extremely compressed into a mass of energy. It seems to be a very simple skill, but it is actually difficult to control, just like the first skill of Xuanmo Fire - Baoyanquan. And you know, that's almost all the wind magic around the yard, so it's not so easy to control it to compress it into a spherical energy mass.

The spiral dragon wind bomb carried a dragon-shaped tail and quickly bombed Xuanmo. Looking at the spiral dragon storm bomb with horrible magic, Xuanmo was timid for the first time. He really felt the threat of death, but at this moment, even after the ghost cried and woke up, he did not have any resistance, because it was completely It is the suppression between pure magic.

At this moment, Xiupugas's eager voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "Xiao Mo, what are you still stunned about? Hurry up and use the ice soul sword to resist his whirlwind bullet.

Receiving a reminder from Xiupugas, Xuanmo's mind suddenly added a trace of calmness, "Yes, taking a sacred weapon to resist his 60-level skill should have a good effect!" Xuan Mo finished thinking about it, and then immediately took out the ice soul sword from the Mozhu bracelet and immediately blocked it in front of his chest.

The spiral dragon wind bomb arrived as promised, and with a roar, it has attacked Xuanmo's chest. Everyone saw a violent force quickly ravage around Xuanmo into a big pit, and then Xuanmo was blown out by the raging energy.

Looking at Xuanmo flying out, Qi Wei snorted coldly, "Hum! Why don't you die this time?

Seeing the situation, the three women quickly ran to Xuanmo's side. The fighters next to them breathed a sigh of relief. In their hearts, they all thought that the battle was over, and the remaining three women were not threatened at all.

"Xiao Mo, wake up!" Ziyan held Xuanmo and shouted loudly. Ziling also shed two lines of tears.

Zinan looked at Xuanmo, who was covered with scars, and couldn't help but be afraid. Suddenly, behind Xuanmo, she saw a familiar white weapon, which was the holy weapon obtained from the ice pole hole - the ice soul sword. At this time, she began to have a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Just when Qiwei and other fighters thought the battle was over, an incredible scene began to appear.

Qi Wei suddenly frowned, and the surprised expression on his face became stronger and stronger. Nannan said, "Impossible!" This is impossible! This is impossible!"

Because in front of him, Xuanmo stood up slowly. Yes, he stood up, covered with blood stains from the whirlwind bullets, but even so, he still stood up and supported the ground with a long ice-white sword in his hand.

Who dares to believe that this is the truth? The fighter next to him has fallen into extreme shock. If any of them had accepted Qiwei's spiral dragon wind bomb, he would have died long ago. Xuanmo, a teenager with magic overdrawn, stood up miraculously in the face of this skill and stood up in their eyes. In this, Xuanmo has completely become a demon, an immortal demon.

The three women are full of joy. In fact, they have decided that if Xuanmo dies like this, they will also go with him.

Looking at Xuan Mo standing up, Qi Wei's heart was of course full of extreme disbelief. No one knew the power of the spiral dragon wind bomb he had just released. Of course, he did not believe that Xuanmo could resist. However, when he saw the ice-white sword in Xuanmo's hand, he unconsciously spit out two words, "Holy weapon!" Then he slowly recovered his surprised expression and said to himself faintly, "Alas! So that's it. It's the holy weapon that saved you! Maybe it's really not deserved!"

Xuanmo stood there holding the ice soul sword. Although the ice soul sword helped him block most of the energy of the spiral dragon wind bomb, he was still affected by the aftermath of his skills, and his body had been injured in many places. With his strong physical strength, he barely stood up.

Xuan Mo looked at Qi Wei, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then showed an evil smile, "Master Qi, should I win?"

Qi Wei sighed deeply, "Alas! It turns out that the god of fate won't let you die like this, so you won!"

Hearing Qi Wei say this, the three women immediately laughed happily.

Xuan Mo also smiled faintly, "Then can we go?"

Qi Wei looked at Xuan Mo and was silent for a moment, and then said, "I can't go!" After saying that, he walked straight in front of Xuanmo.