Chapter: 1743
Theoretically speaking, this set of ideas is feasible, perhaps this is the correct usage of astrology, Ye Youshen is a profession with the peak combat power, there is no reason for him to be so weak in the realm of saints
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing opened his star eyes and examined the face of the middle-aged swordsman.
He must have defensive props and recovery props. I first broke the armor as a werewolf, and then restrained the recovery with fire poison and curse props. He quickly made a plan in his mind and practiced the steps.
But the face of the middle-aged swordsman has not changed, dark clouds are shrouded, but there is no bloody disaster.
It seems that fantasy will not work, but the thinking should be correct. While beating and testing him, he no longer hesitates, and uses night travel to hide his body.
"Night Tourist God?!"
There were surprised voices from the audience around the ring.
Is this kid from the Taiyi School? Zhao Feichen is not angry but happy. Compared with the huge size and power of the Five Elements League, the Taiyi Sect is far inferior. The head of the sect thinks very highly of himself, probably because the Ye Youshen is irreplaceable in many cases.
But this is for the Five Elements League, and for the Zhao family, to use a more popular sentence: What is the use of this Yeyoushen?
Not afraid at all.
The middle-aged swordsman made a "clang" sound, and drew out his long sword. The sword body was blushing, not like forged steel, but exuded a sinister and hostile aura, which could break the spirit body and deter the mind.
Pulling out the long sword, he quickly retreated, the long sword swept across the front, and an arc-shaped crimson sword aura roared out, sweeping across the entire arena.
A level 5 swordsman can slash sword energy, even in the face of long-distance output enemies, he can calmly deal with it. This is the biggest difference between level 4 and level 5.
Hearing a "ding", a figure fell out of the void, holding a short blade in a blocking posture.
It was Zhang Yuanqing.
The short blade in his hand was a supernatural item collected in the past few days, and it was directly cut by the sword energy.
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes sharpened, and he was about to raise his sword to meet the enemy, when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
And enemies? Infernal Corpse! He understood instantly, his heart froze, and he slid to the side.
But at this moment, the middle-aged swordsman saw the Yeyoushen boy, and raised his hand to wipe his face, a little golden lacquer lit up between his brows, and quickly spread across his entire face, forming a majestic and upright facial makeup.
His spirit was in turmoil for a while, fear and panic appeared, and he forgot to resist.
But these negative emotions dissipated in the next moment, and the swordsman's iron will resisted the shock of the golden face for him.
At this time, the sound of piercing the air was already approaching the top of his head, and he had no time to dodge, and grabbed a clay sculpture made of loess.
"Boom!"
Blood Rose's pounce was like hitting a thick sandbag, and a rippling yellow light appeared.
She was knocked back by the reaction force, but the middle-aged swordsman remained motionless.
The middle-aged swordsman immediately put away the clay sculpture, and with a flash of sword light, he swept towards Xue Qiangwei's neck, but the latter had already rolled sideways ahead of time, avoiding the head-cutting blow.
This wasn't that Blood Rose predicted the enemy's first opportunity, but that Zhang Yuanqing had issued an order to dodge in advance.
It really is a defensive item for the earth monster profession. I am too familiar with the "heavy" price. After trying out an item, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flickered, and the blood rose was already in danger of being forced by the middle-aged swordsman.
Unmoved like a mountain, aggressive like fire.
A swordsman against the enemy hardly gives the enemy a chance to breathe. JrNovels.com
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing opened his star eyes and examined the face of the middle-aged swordsman.
He must have defensive props and recovery props. I first broke the armor as a werewolf, and then restrained the recovery with fire poison and curse props. He quickly made a plan in his mind and practiced the steps.
But the face of the middle-aged swordsman has not changed, dark clouds are shrouded, but there is no bloody disaster.
It seems that fantasy will not work, but the thinking should be correct. While beating and testing him, he no longer hesitates, and uses night travel to hide his body.
"Night Tourist God?!"
There were surprised voices from the audience around the ring.
Is this kid from the Taiyi School? Zhao Feichen is not angry but happy. Compared with the huge size and power of the Five Elements League, the Taiyi Sect is far inferior. The head of the sect thinks very highly of himself, probably because the Ye Youshen is irreplaceable in many cases.
But this is for the Five Elements League, and for the Zhao family, to use a more popular sentence: What is the use of this Yeyoushen?
Not afraid at all.
The middle-aged swordsman made a "clang" sound, and drew out his long sword. The sword body was blushing, not like forged steel, but exuded a sinister and hostile aura, which could break the spirit body and deter the mind.
Pulling out the long sword, he quickly retreated, the long sword swept across the front, and an arc-shaped crimson sword aura roared out, sweeping across the entire arena.
A level 5 swordsman can slash sword energy, even in the face of long-distance output enemies, he can calmly deal with it. This is the biggest difference between level 4 and level 5.
Hearing a "ding", a figure fell out of the void, holding a short blade in a blocking posture.
It was Zhang Yuanqing.
The short blade in his hand was a supernatural item collected in the past few days, and it was directly cut by the sword energy.
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes sharpened, and he was about to raise his sword to meet the enemy, when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
And enemies? Infernal Corpse! He understood instantly, his heart froze, and he slid to the side.
But at this moment, the middle-aged swordsman saw the Yeyoushen boy, and raised his hand to wipe his face, a little golden lacquer lit up between his brows, and quickly spread across his entire face, forming a majestic and upright facial makeup.
His spirit was in turmoil for a while, fear and panic appeared, and he forgot to resist.
But these negative emotions dissipated in the next moment, and the swordsman's iron will resisted the shock of the golden face for him.
At this time, the sound of piercing the air was already approaching the top of his head, and he had no time to dodge, and grabbed a clay sculpture made of loess.
"Boom!"
Blood Rose's pounce was like hitting a thick sandbag, and a rippling yellow light appeared.
She was knocked back by the reaction force, but the middle-aged swordsman remained motionless.
The middle-aged swordsman immediately put away the clay sculpture, and with a flash of sword light, he swept towards Xue Qiangwei's neck, but the latter had already rolled sideways ahead of time, avoiding the head-cutting blow.
This wasn't that Blood Rose predicted the enemy's first opportunity, but that Zhang Yuanqing had issued an order to dodge in advance.
It really is a defensive item for the earth monster profession. I am too familiar with the "heavy" price. After trying out an item, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flickered, and the blood rose was already in danger of being forced by the middle-aged swordsman.
Unmoved like a mountain, aggressive like fire.
A swordsman against the enemy hardly gives the enemy a chance to breathe. JrNovels.com
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