Chapter 27 Awakening

Boom!

A strong murderous atmosphere broke out in an instant, gushing out from the seventh brother like a huge wave. Such a strong murderous atmosphere is far from the two people Ao Feng met before.

Both Aofeng and Xiaobai were shocked by this strong murderous and bloodthirsty breath. In yesterday's battle, they had already felt the unique breath of Blood Hidden Gate. However, at this moment, the breath of the red-robed warriors is much stronger than those two, which is completely different.

"This guy's strength has definitely reached the middle stage of Wusheng. With the strange way of fighting, even in the later stage of ordinary Wusheng, even the limit of Wusheng may not be able to get any benefits in his hands!" Feeling the strong breath of the seventh brother, Aofeng's face changed slightly and he was shocked.

"Speed to solve the battle!" The seventh brother said coldly. As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for the red-robed warrior beside him to react, but he had already turned into a red shadow and rushed to the proud wind.

"Hmm!" Looking at the red figure that rushed in, Aofeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his feet were connected, and his body retreated rapidly. At the same time, he urged the true qi in his body with all his strength. The next moment, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a sharp breath gushed out of the sword in his hand.

"The lower spiritual weapon?" A trace of surprise flashed in Brother Qi's eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that he would meet such a warrior in this ordinary mountain forest.

"Even if you have a low-grade spiritual weapon, you can't escape death!" The seventh brother smiled ferociously, turned his palms over, and suddenly a horrible palm wind mixed with tyrannical breath spit out from his hand, bringing bursts of roaring and hitting the proud wind.

"Dust!" Feeling the horror in the palm wind, Aofeng did not hesitate at all and urged the sword in his hand with all his strength. Suddenly, a sword light that was not weaker than the man's palm wind shot out of the sword in Aofeng's hand.

"Bum!"

The palms and swords hit each other, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the tyrannical shot away in an instant.

"Yes, the boy is really a little capable!" Looking at the proud wind that took his blow, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the seventh brother and smiled. Although he laughed, the murder in the laughter made people understand that the murder in his heart not only did not decrease, but became stronger.

"Boom~"

Here, there was a loud noise not far away, and the soil was mixed with sawdust and scattered everywhere. On both sides of the explosion, Xiaobai and the red-robed warrior confronted each other.

"The bloodline of this spirit beast is not low!" Seeing that Xiaobai fought hard against himself, there was no trace of his hand, and the red-robed warrior's face suddenly became solemn. Although he still uses all his strength, Wu Sheng and Innate are originally two different realms.

However, Xiaobai relies on his innate limit of strength and can easily reach the combat effectiveness of Wusheng in the early stage, which is not an easy task.

"It's just a beast, I want to see how strong you are!" Blocked by Xiaobai's attack, the red-robed warrior sneered twice and rushed to Xiaobai again.

Looking at the red-robed warrior, Xiaobai's limbs a little and retreated quickly.

"This guy's strength is stronger than yesterday's warrior. Even if I use the fighting method in my memory, it won't last long." Be careful to dodge the attack of the red-robed warrior, but Xiaobai was extremely anxious in his heart.

Although the combat method in the memory is indeed very powerful, Xiaobai's strength is still lower than that of the red-robed warrior after all. With such reluctant support, he is not the opponent of the red-robed warrior at all after staying for a long time.

"Big boss, get out of the customs quickly. We can't hold on for long!" He glanced at the direction of Aofeng and found that Aofeng was worse than his own situation. Xiaobai immediately looked in the direction of the cave.

In front of the cave, the battle is still going on, but Xiaobai and Aofeng are obviously at a low hand. Although they reluctantly support them, with the deepening of their injuries, defeat will be a matter of time.

"Kid, I have to say that it is not weak to have such cultivation at your age, even in the sect of practitioners!" Seventh brother looked at the arrogant wind that gasped heavily and was covered with blood on the opposite side and praised it.

"Isn't it weak?" Aofeng listened to the words of the seventh brother, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. He looked at the direction of the cave and secretly said, if you knew that the guy in the late Wusheng period of the cave was younger than me, I don't know how he would feel.

"But that's all!" The seventh brother smiled coldly. The next moment, a dark red sword also appeared abruptly in his hand, and a breath that was no weaker than the sword in Aofeng's hand gushed out from the sword.

"Spiritual weapon!" Looking at the dark red sword that suddenly appeared in Brother Qi's hand, his proud face suddenly turned pale. In the face of the red-robed warrior who did not use spiritual weapons, he had no chance of winning. If he faced the practitioners who used spiritual weapons, he would be no match.

"You are not the only one who has the spiritual weapon!" At his feet, the seventh brother quickly swept out. The next moment, he came to Aofeng, and the long sword in his hand fiercely stabbed Aofeng.

Suddenly, a dark red sword shadow brought a sharp roar and continued to magnify in the eyes of the proud wind.

"Block it!" Feeling the threat of death from the dark red sword light, he shouted fiercely, and the few remaining true qi in his body burst out in an instant. The next moment, a white sword shadow shot out of his hand.

"Ding!" The dark red sword shadow and the white sword shadow collided with each other, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of gold and iron from the collision between the two. The two sword shadows confronted each other in the air, but in less than a breath, the white sword shadow collapsed in an instant, and then a figure was suddenly thrown up.

"What?" The seventh brother's face changed slightly. Looking at the arrogant wind that was knocked out, he frowned, "It's really tenacious that he's not dead yet!"

"Aofeng!" Xiao Bai, who was being suppressed by the red-robed warrior, looked at the figure flying backwards from the air and couldn't help exclaiming.

"You really care a lot of animals. Take care of yourself!" Just as Xiaobai was distracted, a cold voice suddenly occurred to his ear, and a terrible palm wind enveloped him.

"Roar~" Xiaobai felt the fierce palm, couldn't help roaring, stepped on his limbs violently, and his body instantly shot out like an arrow away from the string. The next moment, a huge white claw met the terrible palm wind.

"Bum~"

A loud impact came. Xiaobai's figure retreated under the violent impact, and his body was stable. The white right claw trembled slightly. Obviously, in the previous blow, Xiaobai suffered a lot. Using inheritance memory to fight until now, his body has also reached its limit.

"I have to say that I underestimated you before, but now it's over!" The seventh brother smiled gloomily, and his body flashed and appeared in front of Aofeng in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the sword in his hand also turned into a sword light and stabbed Aofeng in an instant.

"It's over!" Looking at the dark red sword light getting closer and closer, Ao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he was the blow of the current seventh brother, he was also seriously injured and was unable to avoid the inevitable blow of the seventh brother at all.

However, a strange scene appeared. Just as Aofeng was about to wait for death, the face of the seven brothers who rushed in suddenly changed, and his feet were connected, and his figure retreated rapidly. Even the sword shadow that had been stabbed was instantly ignored.

"This~" looked at such a strange scene in front of him, Ao Feng was stunned.

And the next moment, the golden light facing the dark red sword light appeared out of thin air, which made him understand.

"Qin Bing!" Aofeng looked at the solid blue-shirt figure in front of him and exclaimed.

"Thank you for your hard work, leave it to me!" Qin Bing smiled at the proud wind and said.

Although Qin Bing is in a state of deep cultivation, he is very clear about what happened in the outside world. Although he did not see the injury of Ao Feng for him, he clearly felt it. Qin Bing is not a good man, but he will never forget to repay his kindness.

"This guy is awesome. You have to be careful!" Aofeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Bing wake up, but he didn't forget to remind him.

"Don't worry, this guy doesn't have much time!" Qin Bing said lightly, but there was a strong murder in the depths of his eyes.