Chapter 461 Escape

The dragon's head was silent for a moment, and suddenly its wrist trembled sharply, and the tip of the halberd turned into a ten thousand cold light, flashing like electricity, forming the shape of a skull, solidifying for a moment, pointing to Qin Yan's heart again.

Qin Yan's heart jumped again: 'Good guy, he waved three thousand blows in an instant, and each blow was contained but not, and the weight was lifted lightly. This cultivation is far above the young master...'

He smiled quietly and said, "It's really obedient. Come on, play a new trick and have a look!"

Long Shou said lightly, "Looking at this martial arts, you have to pay a price."

"Oh, that's really unfortunate. I have always liked to watch free. In the past, I have never paid for watching juggling, circus and so on. If you want to be paid, you have to work hard again and get it yourself!"

After saying that, Qin Yan stepped heavily on his right foot, and people rushed up like cannonballs. Ye Shangqiulu waved a large sword wave in the air, covering the dragon's head.

'Humph! Even if your martial arts skills are a little better than that of Master Ben, you have to ride on a horse and don't turn around. My young master's body is exquisite, as well as his blood and the magic power of Buddhism. If you really fight, you may not lose!' When he was halfway, he still had such an idea in his mind. 'Senior sister said that this man was invincible in the world, but I didn't believe in this evil. Today, I have to see what the so-called invincible is!'

The crystal sword wave in the sky was enlarged in the eyes of the dragon's head. The dragon's head was expressionless, and his eyes were faintly mocking. When the cold brilliance approached, he raised his hand without hurry. Fang Tianhua halberd turned into a blue shadow, which instantly penetrated all the cover and sharpness came instantly from Qin Yan's neck. Passed by.

The shadow of the sword in the sky dissipated, condensed into a real sword body, and was thrown aside sadly. Qin Yanhu's mouth was numb and could hardly hold the sword. He dodged from the dragon's halberd in a panic.

After this lightly described halberd, the dragon head did not pursue. He looked down at Qin Yan's retreating figure and said, "What, have you thought about it?"

Qin Yan touched a blood stain on his neck and truly felt the remaining breath of killing and destruction at the wound, and there was still a lingering palpitation in his heart.

Just that moment, he passed by death and almost fell into hell.

'This is so strong that you can't fight with him!'

Qin Yan roared in his throat and jumped on it again. He used the impeccable swordsmanship and maneuvered with the dragon's head.

Qin Yan's figure flashed like a ghost and attacked the dragon's head from various tricky angles in all directions. The sword was like a needle in the sponge and frost in the fog, tightly entangling the dragon's head.

The dragon sat on the horse's head and resolved all kinds of strange offensives with just a square sky painting halberd. Every counterattack passed by Qin Yan, which was shocking.

This man's moves are streamlined, simple, and have no superfluous tricks. It is the killing martial arts refined with countless dead bones on the battlefield. One move is natural, no more than one point, no less than one point, which is already a state of returning to nature. With Qin Yan's almost Taoist swordsmanship, he can't have the upper hand.

After several breathing times, the two passed tens of thousands of moves. Under the crystal snow waves, the voice of the dragon's head suddenly sounded: "You are also extraordinary to fight with me for so long, but it's a pity..."

The aftertaste was endless, and Qin Yan suddenly felt extremely dangerous. At this time, he was attacking the dragon's head from behind, and suddenly saw that the dragon's head deflected his body for the first time, with a faint look of regret on his face, and collided with his eyes.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a devil's hysterical roar in his heart. At the time of the lightning, he burst out all the potential of his life and deflected his body in an incredible posture. At the same time, his right arm turned back at a strange angle that was completely beyond common sense. In an instant, he waved countless sword shadows, which could stop a halberd from the dragon's head and floated aside.

Fang Tian's painting halberd is attached like a shadow, directly taking the major fatalities around him. As soon as he vented his strength and had time to adjust his body shape in the future, he was forced to the most dangerous level by the dragon head. At this juncture, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and stimulated his potential again. A light golden halo appeared on his face, constantly moving his limbs, a series of awkward dodging, and all kinds of strange movements beyond common sense were used. Finally, he broke through the world scroll with magical feet and reflected from the shadow of the soul-threatening halberd. Almost escaped.

He no longer had any desire to win and ran north without looking back.

But after running away in confusion for dozens of steps, the dragon head came with magical laughter: "Kid, you haven't paid the price yet. Where do you want to go..."

Qin Yan did not stop at all and threw away the strong sense of oppression behind him. He absolutely doesn't want to say another word to that dangerous man. You should be able to get rid of the jujube red horse at the speed you do. As long as you run ten miles away, it will not be easy for anyone to track you.

Mr. Longshou, even if you kill more people than I have seen, can you have me faster?

- Before this proud idea was fully formed, it was crushed by the huge momentum chasing from the rear. The heavy sound of horses' hoofs stepping on the ground was getting closer and closer, and a sound slammed on his heart. If Qin Yan's speed is wind and lightning, then behind him is a giant from ancient mythology, who catches up with him in the blink of an eye.

"Mom, it's faster than me!" Qin Yan's heart was shocked, and all his strength was concentrated on his legs. The pain in the wound completely faded and he ran forward desperately. The soldiers on the outskirts probably received orders and dared not stop the two running monsters and make a way for them to rush out.

The wind spell, the floating body method, the magic power... Qin Yan has tried his best. At this time, the biggest factor hindering Qin Yan's speed was not the overwhelming wind, but everything in front of him. The whole space was squeezed over, and he seemed to be pushing a mountain forward.

And this horrible speed is comparable to the jujube red horse behind. The beast must not be mortal. I don't know whether it is a spirit beast or a monster. It is as fast as lightning with hundreds of pounds of weight. Two shadows swept across the mountains one after another, and the so-called scenery has turned into a meaningless gray curtain. Dozens of miles passed in an instant, and Qin Yan's body had been oppressed to the limit by great pressure, completely maintained by an idea. He feels that he is going to fall out. As long as the spirit in his heart disappears, he will fall into bones and pieces of meat all over the next moment...

Finally, he couldn't hold on. He felt that he had hit something, probably a wall, and the fragments splashed everywhere after a muffled sound. He had no strength anymore and knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

All his strength was drained. He paused on the ground and reluctantly looked back.

Damn Long Shou, if you can still keep up, I will admit defeat today!

At this time, he has completely lost his sense of his surroundings, like a fish jumping out of the water, in a trance like being on another silent plane, which is so unreal at a glance. After a few seconds, he recovered from his lost state. On the horizon as far as his eyesight could, the dragon head really failed to catch up. The good news made him feel that his body had some strength and breathed a sigh of relief before he began to notice the surrounding environment.

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PS: The general system in this book is different from the immortal cultivation system. There is no difference between the top generals riding monsters and spiritual beasts, with the combat power of one enemy and ten thousand, and can even kill immortals.