Chapter 161 Gorgeous Continuous Attack
When everyone was still in the blink of an eye, a purple dragon flew out of the giant sword with its teeth and claws, roaring and rushing to the ground.
The bloody centipede casually swings its head and stands upright without warning. It only uses two claws to fall into the soil to support the body and the purple gold dragon transformed by the soul power in the air.
The hot air waves surged in all directions. The bloody centipede used the power of the martial soul for the first time. Two hard tentacles like short halberd against the face door of the purple gold dragon. More than a dozen black rays shot out of their claws and poured into the dragon's body, soaked it black, but it was soon assimilated by it. The dragon repeatedly regained its power, double Fang Li can't fight.
Qian Qian's face is getting paler and paler. Although he is alone, he is not the opponent of the blood centipede, and the blood centipede obviously did not do his best. As long as it does not let go for a moment, such a stalemate is tantamount to the rapid leakage of soul power.
When Master A and Master B saw that Qian Qian could not win, they looked at each other and quickly jumped under the two claws of the bloody centipede supporting the body, and waved their weapons at the same time. As the two lavender lights flashed, the bloody centipede screamed and fell from the air. With a bang, it hit the hillside heavily, and the whole hill shook slightly, leaving a deep centipede-shaped pit on the surface.
When the bloody centipede climbed up angrily, it was surprised to find several strange apertures around the body.
"Dead... Road... Demon... Knife... Cut..." A man shouted loudly, and the two double-edged knives in his hand were sacrificed in mid-air. Under the control of his thoughts, they instantly merged into one. The tip of the knife led to the sky, and hundreds of substantial spiritual forces poured into the blade. The man made a stab with his hands, and the combined knife full of dazzling white light around it. He struggled to split the evil blood centipede. On the ground, a big knife that had been expanded ten times by the soul power unbiasedly scratched the body of the evil blood centipede.
"coax..."
"Ah, huh..." The bloody centipede suffered severe pain, shook its body angrily, broke the aperture tied around the body in an instant, half knocked up the body, and roared hoarsely at the attacker.
"The last... day... seize the soul..." Another person sacrificed the long gun in his hand. The gun rotated at a very fast speed on the top of his head. A spiral nest instantly formed a son on the top of his head, and there was a devouring power in the center of the spiral nest, which constantly attracted his soul power up, making the circle in the air gradually become purple. Halo.
At this moment, there is an equally rotating ring on the ground where the blood centipede is located, but it seems to be attached to the ground and hidden on the surface, so that the blood centipede cannot cause damage to it.
The man jumped up, and the powerful soul power shot out from the soles of his feet, making him fly high above like a pusher. At the same time, the rotating spear moved to the head of the bloody centipede with a halo. He only heard a violent bang. The purple light overflowed, and the powerful aftershock tore the air, and the blower's face was numb, that is, Wang Wujian and others gathered a hundred meters away, and they could still feel the chill.
The gun unbiasedly inserted into the top of the head of the bloody centipede, but did not penetrate its head as others imagined. Instead, it plunged half of its body into the ground. The gun also randomly lost control and blindly inserted into a mound and lost its trace.
There is a thick black fog rising, as if another bucket of explosives was set off. At this moment, the bloody centipede was obviously really hurt, and the lower half of the body was forced to press into the ground but could not be pulled out for the time being.
However, before it pulled out of its body, a aperture that most people were familiar with was shrouded above the body of the bloody centipede, which was covered on the ground like a sacred purple gold car cover. The blood centipede shook its body crazily to try to break free, but it was in vain.
It's Zhenhu again. His sense of mystery to Wang Wujian is getting stronger and stronger. He can almost conclude that this Zhenhu is definitely not an ordinary bandit. He can't even see the feeling of being a bandit for a day.
The circle on the ground became more and more dazzling with the integration of his soul power. He calmly stared at the trapped bloody centipede and was not in a hurry to launch an attack as that night.
At this moment, another person on the hillside shouted, "Ten...words...breaking...sky..."
The lightsaber in his hand danced like a wheel, accompanied by the harsh sound of the wind. Countless cross symbols appeared in front of him, and finally condensed into a giant cross soul force of three feet square. Its huge shadow was cast on the ground, just covering the bloody centipede in the middle.
This skill brightened Wang Wujian's eyes. The "ten thousand blades break through the air" he realized was also composed of a cross shape, but compared with him, it was simply different from the sky to the ground.
"Break!!!" The lightsaber in the man's hand suddenly turned and pointed vertically to the ground, and the huge cross fell to the bloody centipede on the ground with the momentum of destruction.
The breath that was enough to shake the earth made the bloody centipede look uneasy for the first time. It swings its body to try to break the shackles of the shock tiger's aperture. Unfortunately, although the shock tiger was out of control several times, it finally barely supported it, but because it could not perfectly control the martial soul, the strong purple light squeezed out of his body surface. Come on, it leaked out crazily. His whole body kept deflated like a balloon, and he couldn't support it for long.
However, the domineering "cross breaking the sky" only falls to the ground in the blink of an eye, and there is no need to shock the tiger to continue to exhaust his energy to trap the bloody centipede. The purple aperture was hit by the upper and lower breaths of the bloody centipede and the giant cross, with a wave of rapid and strong aftershocks, and the tiger spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.
Just as the moment the cross fell to the ground, the man put the cloth in the air and clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. The tip of the sword spit out thousands of cross-shaped edges without warning. Wang Wujian was extremely shocked. If it were him, he could play more than 20 strokes at most in such a short time. Compared with this person, it was simply dwarfed.
Countless crosses overlapped the bloody centipede flying into the air, accompanied by a lightsaber wrapped in purple fog, which is roughly integrated with the whole air and slides down without any sound.
A bright purple light tail was left in mid-air. While the giant cross attacked the bloody centipede, the lightsaber also fell with countless sharp edges. The eye-catching light was comparable to the scorching sun, and everyone temporarily closed their eyes to avoid it. When he opened his eyes again, the sword actually inserted into the fine gap between the shells of the blood centipede.
"Ah, woo, woo..." The bloody centipede roared and hit a small hill in pain. The hill was immediately not formed. The black earth covered the body of the bloody centipede, and another round of violent black wind rose without wind.