Chapter 23 You are better than me
"Escaped?" Looking at the red figure disappearing in the dense forest, Qin Bing's face changed slightly, but he was helpless. Not to mention that he was injured at this moment, even if he was not injured. Having exposed the medium spiritual weapon, he may not be able to stop the martial artist. And the most important thing is that at this moment, the martial artist with a broken arm has rushed to him.
After easing Aofeng's offensive, he immediately turned his eyes to Qin Bing, the man who seriously injured him.
"Ky, I'll let you know what will happen to hurt me!" The red-robed warrior smiled ferociously, "The blood demon disintegrates!"
Suddenly, the eyes of the red-robed warrior became red, covering the thick layer of blood fog, and the air was filled with the blood gas from the blood fog. In the blood fog, the momentum of the red-robed warrior soared in an instant and reached the middle of Wusheng.
"It's stronger than just now. This guy seems to be desperate!" Feeling the strong breath of the other party, Qin Bing's face suddenly changed, although he also knew that it was impossible to last to use this forbidden technique with the man's body at this moment. However, the practitioners in the middle of Wusheng still made him feel a strong pressure.
"I'd like to see how long you can hold on!" With a cold hum, the true qi in Qin Bing's body ran wildly and injected into the long gun. Xiaobai under his body felt the strong fighting spirit gushing from Qin Bing, roared, stepped on his limbs, shot out like a cannonball, and went straight to the blood fog.
"Die!" The red-robed warrior smiled grimly, and the blood mist poured into his body in an instant. The next moment, he jumped and slapped Qin Bing in the air. "Blood shakes the ground!"
A suffocating horrible breath came from the bloody palm in the air, mixed with bursts of roaring, bombarding Qin Bing and the two.
"Thousands of troops are broken!" Feeling the terrible breath from the bloody palm, Qin Bing's face suddenly changed greatly, and he urged the long gun in his hand and instantly turned into a golden light curtain to meet the bloody palm.
"Boom~Boom" In mid-air, there were endless thunderous explosions. The golden light curtain composed of countless gun shadows, every time you hit the blood-colored palm, a loud noise came out, the blood fog flew, the soil shot everywhere, and the gravel splashed.
"Bum~" finally won the hindered bloody palm in the impact with the golden light and broke through the golden light's defense. However, at this time, the bloody palm was also much dim. Obviously, in the previous violent impact, the power of the bloody palm was also weakened a lot.
"Block it!" Feeling the bloody palm that had come, Qin Bing hurriedly put the long gun in his hand across his chest and tried his best to stimulate the little true qi left in his body to defend himself.
"Boom~"
A loud noise came when the bloody giant palm touched Qin Bing and Xiaobai. The next moment, a tiger flew out backwards and hit the ground heavily.
"Dad me!" Looking at the two people who were bombarded, the red-robed warrior laughed and wanted to hunt them down. Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of breaking the air, and a white light instantly hit his head, which was the proud wind that did not know when he had bullied him.
"No~" Looking at the sword light that kept dilated in his pupils, the red-robed warrior looked frightened and roared, and the bloody palm dissipated instantly and turned into a blood mist around him. At this moment, as soon as the lightning-like sword light touched the blood fog, the speed suddenly filled down, as if there was an extremely huge resistance in front of it.
"What?" Feeling the resistance from the long sword body, Aofeng's face suddenly changed, and the true qi in his body was instantly injected into the sword body and roared, "Break it!"
As Aofeng injected Zhenqi into the sword body with all his strength, the speed of the sword light accelerated in an instant.
A blood arrow spewed out, and a good head slowly threw up in the frightened eyes of the red-robed warrior.
"Let's die together!" However, surprisingly, when the cut off head was not out of the scope of the blood fog, there was a roar.
Hearing this roar, Aofeng's heart was awept, his feet were connected, and his figure retreated in an instant. However, the blood fog moved faster than him and exploded violently.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the body of the red-robed warrior exploded in an instant and turned into a blood fog, and from the center of the explosion, a blood-red figure was thrown away by the terrible force of the explosion.
"Ka~" The bloody figure fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of bone cracking. You don't need to look at it to know that the bloody figure may have broken a lot of bones.
At this moment, the lifted head also fell to the ground, and there was still a trace of madness and unwillingness in his eyes.
If he hadn't been intent on killing Qin Bing, he would not have been attacked by the arrogant wind. A warrior who was not seen in his eyes would give him the last blow and let him be completely finished.
The breeze brushed, and the thick blood filled the whole battlefield. There were countless large pits stained with red blood inside and outside the open space, and some scattered meat and white bones could be faintly seen on the ground.
"Cough~" On the silent battlefield, a violent cough came out. Qin Bing felt that his whole body was like a scattered skeleton, and he couldn't even lift a trace of strength.
"Are you dead?" Qin Bing turned her head and looked at the bloody figure lying not far away, powerless.
"Not yet, how about you?" The bloody figure moved and smiled.
"None!" Qin Bing smiled and replied.
The next moment, the battlefield fell into silence again.
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Under the dim light, a blood-colored bead the size of a thumb exploded in an instant. If you look closely, you can see that there are nine identical beads around the blood-colored beads.
The sudden sound made the man in red robe sitting with his eyes closed suddenly open his eyes. After a trace of surprise, a strong murderous spirit gushed out of his body.
"No. 9 is dead? It's okay on the 10th!" Looking at the bloody beads that exploded, a deep sound came from the red man's mouth.
"What kind of person dares to take action against me? This matter must not be dismissed!" The man in red sneered and immediately said outside the house, "You eight come in!"
The next moment, a light shined into the wooden house, and eight warriors in blood-red robes came in.
"Your Excellency!" The eight people respectfully saluted the man in red-robed sitting on the ground, "I don't know what's the plan for you to summon me?"
"No. 9 is dead!" The man in red robe glanced at the eight people, pointed to the nine blood-colored beads left on the table beside him, and said lightly.
"Lao Jiu is dead?" Hearing this, the eight red-robed people were stunned and quickly looked at the blood-colored beads on the table. Sure enough, they saw the ten blood-colored beads on the table. At this moment, there were only nine left, and some blood fragments could be faintly seen on the table. And the empty position is exactly the ninth.
"Your Excellency, Old Ten is fine!" A man in red murmured.
"Yes, No. 9 and No. 10 are together, but No. 9 died, indicating that No. 10 either escaped or was captured!" The man in red robe sitting on the ground said slowly.
"Darozong took action against us?" Hearing this, a warrior in red robe frowned.
"It's not Da Luozong!" The man on the ground shook his head and said faintly, "At this moment, Daluozong is carefully alert. It is impossible to let the warriors above the martial arts saint leave. It is likely that the warriors of the three dynasties, or the practitioners of the three sects behind the three dynasties."
Hearing this, the faces of the other eight people suddenly changed.
"Your Excellency, what should we do now?" After a moment of hesitation, a red-robed warrior frowned.
"The order of the envoy cannot be violated, and this mission must not fail!" The man on the ground did not hesitate at all. He immediately looked at the eight people and said, "This time, No. 7 and No. 8 will pick up No. 10. If No. 10 is captured, try his best to rescue them."
"Yes, my lord!" Of the eight, two red-robed warriors hurriedly said.
"Hmm~" The man nodded without saying anything and said to the rest of the six people, "You six tried their best to block this area to ensure that no one will destroy the action of the envoy, understand?"
"I understand!" The remaining six people hurriedly said.
The man waved his hand, and everyone immediately withdrew from the wooden house carefully.
"No matter who offends me, I will definitely die, even if you are the god of war of the three dynasties!" The man looked at the broken blood beads on the table, and a fierce murder flashed in his eyes.
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In the dense forest, next to the battlefield, Qin Bing, Aofeng, and Xiao Bai leaned on the cliff beside them and recovered. I have to say that Aofeng is worthy of being the young patriarch of Daluozong. He not only has spiritual weapons, but also has storage bags and many elixirs. Both of them were injured, and they recovered a lot after a few hours of recuperation with the auspicious elixir.
"This guy is really strong. Obviously, he only has the same cultivation as us, and he actually seriously injured the two of us!" Ao Feng looked at the head not far away and sighed.
The young patriarch of the Great Luozong, what a genius, used spiritual weapons and was injured like this in the face of practitioners of the same level.
"This is the first time we have fought with practitioners. We don't understand their way of fighting at all, and we have suffered a great loss in experience. After this time, if we meet their people, such a situation will never happen!" Qin Bing said with a smile.
Although the strength of this red robe cultivation was a little beyond their expectations, but in the end, they won and gained wisdom. After this battle, they also learned more about the practitioners.
"Hmm~" Ao Feng heard the words and nodded. Instead of struggling with this matter, he looked up and down at Qin Bing.
"What?" Being looked at by a man, Qin Bing was still a little uncomfortable and couldn't help asking.
"You are better than me. If I were in the same environment, I would never have done better than you!" After a moment of silence, Aofeng suddenly said.
"Oh~" Qin Bing was stunned, smiled and sighed, "It's just that I have experienced more than you!"
"Have you experienced more than me?" Aofeng was stunned and frowned, "It seems that you should be younger than me!"
"E~" Qin Bing heard the words, and the smile on his face couldn't help but freeze. He just felt it, but he forgot that in this world, he was less than 18 years old, and he was indeed a little younger than the 19-year-old arrogant wind.