Chapter 33 Three Dynasties

These guys are really domineering! Looking at the middle-aged man who rushed to him, Qin Bing felt a chill in his heart. The other party actually did it directly, which was a little unexpected. In fact, there is nothing strange about this. Xue Yinmen will naturally not give Qin Bing and others a chance to leave for the sake of confidentiality.

"Xiao Bai, Ao Feng, the other one will be handed over to you!" Immediately, Qin Bing did not hesitate, and the red shadow rushed up at his feet.

"Die!" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Bing, who met him, and roared. A red sword light suddenly shot from his right arm and stabbed Qin Bing's chest.

"Ding!"

The middle-aged man moved fast, and Qin Bing did not move slowly. At the moment when the red sword light appeared, Qin Bing also suddenly had an extra golden gun in his hand. With a wave, he directly took the sword of the middle-aged man. The next moment, the long gun in Qin Bing's hand shook and instantly turned into a golden gun shadow to cover the middle-aged man.

"Ding~Ding~"

The middle-aged man was obviously a veteran of the battlefield. As soon as the gun shadow came out, the long sword in his hand also turned into a sword shadow. Each sword shadow resisted a gun shadow, and suddenly a fierce sound of gold and iron came out of the air.

"Point out the country!" Qin Bing was not surprised by his own attack by the middle-aged man. His previous attack was not fatal enough, which was his real attack. As soon as the long gun in his hand moved, a golden light spot suddenly condensed and shot out.

The middle-aged man sensed the terrible force in the golden light, and instinctively raised a burst of blood mist all over his body. He retreated rapidly under his feet. The long sword in his hand was pulled, and suddenly a sharp sword spirit shot out.

"Boom~"

"What a powerful attack!" Seeing that the sword spirit touched the golden light and dispersed, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, his feet twisted, and his body suddenly flashed out, avoiding the golden light in an instant.

"Bang~" As soon as the middle-aged man left, his original position was instantly blown out of a huge pit by the golden light.

"It's still dodged!" Looking at the middle-aged man who avoided this blow, Qin Bing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. His strength was equivalent to that of this man. Although this blow had a strange effect, it was obvious that the other party was the kind of person who had been fighting for a long time and felt very sharp. This almost instinctive intuition is extremely terrible in battle.

"Ky, I have to say I saw you!" The middle-aged man sneered.

At this time, there was also a burst of fear in his heart. If he hadn't experienced a lot of fighting and his body had a near instinctive intuition about danger, the moment the golden light appeared, he would feel the danger and avoid it in time. If he hesitates for a moment, I'm afraid that he will be either seriously injured or dead!

"Now it's your turn to try my attack!" The middle-aged man laughed and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared in front of Qin Bing, and the blood fog on his body disappeared in an instant. The next moment, a bloody light shot out of the sword in his hand and went straight to Qin Bing's heart.

"Heart-piercing diamond!" At his feet, Qin Bing's figure retreated in an instant, and the long gun in his hand suddenly turned into a golden warhead, roaring the direct sword light.

There was a loud noise, and two figures flashed out in an instant.

"This guy is really difficult to deal with!" Looking at the middle-aged man opposite, Qin Bing frowned slightly. Even his strongest attack was not sure to take down the other party, but the other party was obviously shocked by his strength. The two sides were half a catty, and no one could do anything in a short time.

coincidentally, the two sides looked at the battle there. Xiaobai and Aofeng joined hands and fought evenly with the red-robed warrior. It seemed that it was impossible to get out in a short time.

"This is troublesome and has been dragged!" Understanding the situation in front of him, Qin Bing's face also became solemn. Sooner or later, the battle of the seven kills in the light curtain will end. Even if the seven kills spread out, as long as the curtain can't get out, it won't last long. Once the Seven Kills Gate was destroyed, they would face the Blood Hidden Gate next. Thinking of the red shadow of the Yuanying period in the moon sky, Qin Bing's heart suddenly trembled.

"Wait a minute, if the warriors of the three super dynasties can't come, we can only escape!" Sensing the lower and lower fighting sound in the pale white light curtain, Qin Bing sighed in her heart. Once the blood hidden door ends the battle in the light curtain and frees up their hands, they will also die. Qin Bing does not believe that she can escape from the hands of the practitioners in the Yuanying period.

"The blood shakes the ground!" Just as Qin Bing was a little distracted, the middle-aged man opposite him had already taken action. When Qin Bing reacted, a bloody palm slapped him on his face.

"You really can't be careless about this guy!" He was secretly annoyed. At his feet, Qin Bing retreated quickly, and the dragon in his hand instantly turned into a golden light curtain to protect him.

"Boom~" The blood-colored giant palm hit the golden light curtain, and instantly equipped the golden light curtain, and a figure was thrown out by a huge figure at the same time.

Wo!

Qin Bing shook his body and asked the ground. Although the man was surprised by this blow, Qin Bing's body was obviously much better than that of ordinary warriors, so he was not injured at all under such an attack.

The man couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise when he saw that Qin Bing was not injured. He still knew the strength of this palm. Although it was not enough to kill Qin Bing, it was not so easy to block it. Immediately, the man's evaluation of Qin Bing was a little higher.

The screams in the light curtain are endless, and Qin Bing and others outside the light curtain are also fighting hard, and neither side can do anything about it.

At the end of the silver moon, the black spots of a group of weak mosquitoes and flies are coming in the direction of the Seven Killing Gate at full speed.

"It is the practitioners of the three major dynasties!"

Aofeng has been paying attention to the people of the three dynasties. At this time, the black spot has just become bigger, and he can vaguely see the human form, but he has already judged it.

"The practitioners of the three major dynasties! Such a large group of people can be empty!" Unlike Aofeng, Qin Bing was shocked by the strength of the group of people. There were at least 40 to 50 people in the shadow, all of whom were empty. Is this the real strength of the three super dynasties?

Qin Bing didn't know at all that although there were 40 or 50 people in the air, not all of them came from the air. Some of them were just brought up and looked like empty. It's just that the distance is too far, and even Qin Bing can't find the slight gap at the first time.

"The people of the three dynasties are coming!" However, the face of the man opposite Qin Bing became extremely difficult to look, and they knew the strength of the three dynasties more clearly than the proud wind. Naturally, it is also clear that the three super dynasties have been tracking them for hundreds of years, and they must also appear here for them.

"What about the three super dynasties? As long as there is no one on Sanxian Island, you who stay in Zichen mainland may not be the opponents of our envoys!" The man was disdainful, but his eyes stared at the black and numb figure in the sky.

After a while, the group of figures had come to the top of the light curtain, led by three middle-aged men, followed by three pairs of people and horses, obviously from different countries.

"It turns out that not all of them are martial saints!" At this time, Qin Bing clearly felt that there was still this martial saint in the crowd in the sky, and they were led to fly by the existence of those martial gods, not relying on their own strength to fly.

"Hmm~" Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man on the right. He immediately looked in the direction of Qin Bing and others and smiled, "I didn't expect that there were other warriors outside the blood hidden door."

With that, the middle-aged man said to the team behind him, "Wait and help them."

"Yes!" Behind the middle-aged man, the team of nearly 20 people quickly responded respectfully and came in the direction of Qin Bing and others in an instant under the leadership of the leader of the God of War.

"You can go down later. Take me to wait for the bloody river map to break before you can enter, or you will definitely die!" The other two also said lightly to the two teams behind them.

"Yes!" Hearing this, the god of war of the two teams quickly came to the ground with his own men and horses.

"Go!" The middle-aged man in the red robe looked at the three teams shot in the sky, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He immediately shouted at the red-robed warrior who was fighting beside him. The two instantly left the battle and thought about the pale light curtain.

"These two guys escaped so fast!" Looking at the two blood hidden door practitioners who penetrated into the light curtain in the blink of an eye, Ao Feng smiled bitterly.

Although the strength of him and Qin Bing is not weak, they have no strength to leave each other at all. As for chasing into the white light curtain, they are even more afraid. Even the practitioners of the three major dynasties above dare not easily enter the curtain, let alone them.

"It's a pity that they escaped!" While thinking about it, the first team to come down has come to Qin Bing and others. One of the seemingly young practitioners looked at the already escaped blood-hidden practitioners and said disappointedly.

"Senior Qin!" The proud wind beside him quickly walked to the leading god of war and said respectfully.

"Oh, Aofeng, is that you?" The leader, the martial god, looked up and down at the proud wind and couldn't help laughing and admiring, "I said that there is such a young martial saint. It turned out to be your boy. Yes, it's good. It's actually the middle stage of the martial arts saint. It's worthy of being the most talented son of the Proud Family over the years!"

"The seniors are honored!" Aofeng looked embarrassed. If he usually praised the god of martial arts like this, he would naturally be extremely happy, but now he only needs to think that Qin Bing beside him is younger than him, but stronger than him. The praise of the Wushen surnamed Qin was tantamount to a slap in the face, making him ashamed.