Chapter 149: Storm Rage (Sixth)

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Chapter 149 Shocking Fish, Dragon, and Wrath
What about people? Qin Ming lost both of them completely, as if they were not at the beast at all and could not detect any breath.
At this time, Feng Yiyun's voice floated in the woodland, and it was difficult to tell the direction: "Qin Ming, fight!"
A splendid light rain appeared from the front, as if the stars were falling, a vast expanse swept away towards Qin Ming, a powerful spiritual wave roared the beast, shattered all the trees, it was a bright blade, the might The strength is not worse than Qin Ming's offensive!
So strong! Qin Ming left a trail of aftermaths, exquisite swords like rainbow, dazzling, the ancient sword of Yan Yan radiated a fiery ray of light, shattered a piece of blade rain, but ... no! The strong attack on Jian Chao seemed to be completely empty, and he had collided with the sword curtain, but nothing happened.
this is……
phantom?
Qin Ming was awakened on the spot and flew back, who can guarantee that there is no real killer hidden in the fantasy.
Fortunately, he responded fast enough, and the next moment he flashed, Feng Yixuan was suddenly killed from the sword curtain, and the force of the killing fell on his face. The flames roared all over the body, and the surrounding space was distorted. He waved his sword like rain, and the sword-flame was burning with flames, radiating Qin Ming.
Qin Ming tossed to the ground, did not dodge or evade, and raised his sword critically: "There is no trace of Qiuqi, ten thousand swords are broken."
The fierce sword air erupted, facing the sword technique of Feng Yixuan.
The two sword surges struck strongly, and a fierce snoring sound rang through the beast. At once, like a thousand hundred swords collectively attacked, the harsh voice was dense and intense.
Feng Yixuan was very confident in his sword skills and had the advantage of sneak attack. After hitting with a single blow, he immediately followed with a second blow. however……
"What?" Feng Yixuan's complexion changed slightly, and Qin Ming's swordplay broke up all the fire tide and sword tide on the spot, hitting him like a scorching rot.
Huh! !!
Qin Mingti's sword was killed, and Dayan's ancient sword was picked up in Feng Yixuan's chest.
"Ah!" Feng Yixuan snorted and evaded quickly, disappearing into the dense forest.
The disciples frowned and were a little surprised.
Qin Ming was about to pursue Feng Yixuan, but suddenly stopped in place.
Feng Yiyun appeared in front of her. Bingqingyujie, heroic and charming, not beautiful, but she was compelling. She smiled lightly and turned into hundreds of people, all over the beast, and looked at him with a smile.
Hundreds of identical beautiful girls surrounded Qin Mingtuan. Without a doubt, those were phantoms. Only one was Feng Yiyun's true body, not even one of them.
Strange scenes, but full of danger.
So strong illusion. Although Qin Ming did not understand, he could feel the power of this martial art.
It ’s a good match for one sister and one brother, one illusion, one raid, and the two are a perfect match.
No wonder the temple sent them to fight, it seems that the winning ticket is in the hands.
"Qin Ming, teach martial arts of the disciples." Feng Yiyun's voice echoed in the beast, and hundreds of people spoke collectively.
At the same time, Feng Yixuan's body was burning with flames, hiding in the dark, hiding from illusions, like a dormant cheetah, keeping an eye on Qin Ming and getting ready. His eyes were cold, and the surprise attack was even counterattacked, shameful!
The wound was dripping with blood and hot stinging.
Wait, blood? Feng Yixuan suddenly woke up and quickly stopped bleeding.
Qin Ming stood expressionlessly, in fact, already staring at Feng Yixuan's position, the smell of blood!
"Sister !! Suppress him !!!" Feng Yixuan sighed and quickly retreated.
Hundreds of Feng Yiyun all raised their hands, chanted loudly, echoed the audience. Suddenly, the situation in the beast's field changed drastically, the dark clouds were tumbling, the thunder and lightning were rolling, the forests were uprooted, bringing out the raging flames, the ground collapsed, and a bone cold wave emerged. This danger spreads quickly, as if there are hundreds of martial artsmen performing martial arts!
The rumble of thunder was deafening, the dazzling blade cut through the void, the endless fire burned the red sky, and a large swath of spiritual power rained like a shooting star ...
Countless phantoms appeared in the beast, so powerful that it seemed as if a war was going on.
These illusions were presented not only to Qin Ming, but also to everyone who watched the battle. Even the Templar disciples were tense involuntarily, as if the real battlefield shrouded them, and the terrible might swept the audience.
The horrific offensive seemed to be surging rivers, like the fiery sea of ​​seas tumbling, the beast farm seemed to be completely destroyed, and the momentum was so extreme that it seemed real and imaginary and difficult to distinguish.
Tu Wei and others moved, and were almost affected by the illusion.
Qin Ming originally wanted to completely ignore illusions and wait for Feng Yixuan's attack. However, the hurricane that rolled over suddenly lifted him up. It was real retreat, hit him with blood and blood, and a bloodstream almost sprayed out. He just pressed back.
This is Feng Yiyun's true martial arts! She can create illusions, and can launch real attacks. The blend of illusions and offensives is the basis for her to become a disciple in the temple.
Qin Ming opened the Spirit Shield and shrouded his body, waiting for him. He has long hair fluttering, standing proud, only the ancient sword in his hand howling fiercely, as if to stop its mighty power. The overwhelming illusions drowned him, the real was completely indistinguishable from the false, and those who did not have enough standing were probably in a mess.
The scene at the beast was chaotic, and everyone outside was holding their breath and gazing nervously.
Although it was not as hot as Wei Changkong, it had a different kind of danger and tension.
Feng Yiyun and Sister Feng Yixuan cooperate very well. They don't need to exchange their eyes, they can judge each other's goals with a simple action.
Feng Yixuan locked in Qin Ming and launched a raid like a cheetah. At the same time, Feng Yiyun strengthened the control of the illusion and overwhelmed Qin Ming.
"Come here!" Qin Ming was sinking into water, smelling a slight smell. He struck at once, the whole person turned into a beam of light and rushed forward, the target pointed directly at Feng Yixuan running ahead.
At this moment, dozens of thunder and lightning were intertwined with Qin Ming, and there was a raging fire spreading all over the world. He wanted to block his progress. The horrible sword rain was heavy and heavy. It was an illusion but extremely thrilling.
Qin Ming was completely fearless and braved the danger. He was more sure of his own judgment. Feng Yiyun was disguising Feng Yixuan, Feng Feng Yixuan ... just ahead. Qin Ming's fierce penetration penetrated and blocked. At this moment, a hurricane shrouded from the depths of the illusion, stout and wild, and a horrible blade formed around the hurricane. Qin Ming hissed and screamed, blowing a thunderous thunder: "Thunderstorm!"
The thunder and lightning raged, the thunder whip danced fiercely, smashed the hurricane fiercely, accompanied by a loud noise, the thunder and lightning flew out of control, and Qin's life was undiminished. He just killed it, stabbed it with a sword, and rushed to Feng Yixuan.
"Qin Ming, die!" Feng Yixuan's eyes were as starry as possible, and the sword's momentum soared at this moment, forming a sword rain, like a galloping river, facing Qin Ming face to face, each sword was burning , Sword energy and flame blend, sharp and violent fusion, forming a strong current of destruction. He was confident and locked in a single blow.
"Okay!" The disciples saw the truth, and the cooperation was wonderful, and the timing was very good.
however……
Qin Ming was not frightened, but instead attacked before Feng Yixuan.
"The cloud is deep in nine heavy mists, and the waves are angry."
The ancient sword of Dayan evoked the shadow of the sky, and the sword awns were layered on top of one another, like a layer of waves that suddenly set off. The sound was very amazing. The surrounding forest shattered into pieces and was torn by the sword gas into pieces. Nine heavy sword tide, nine heavy crit, in chaos and sword tide, Qin Ming suddenly kills, like a leaping dragon gate, the momentum soars, a little sword slamming in Feng Yixuan's sight zoomed in, sharp glare, soaring sword momentum Creepy.
There was no room for manoeuvre at all.
Huh! !!
Da Yan's ancient sword collided point-to-point with the fire sword in Feng Yixuan's hand, a squeaking noise, the fire sword was broken and broken into small fragments, the Da Yan's ancient sword was intact, and the killing was unabated, rubbing his neck Swipe across and bring out the red bloodline. The smashed sword tide drowned him, blowing up blood and flying him on the spot.
"Stop!" The disciples stood up in shock, as if they saw Qin Ming kill him.
The elders of the temple frowned slightly, a strong sword, and precise control! Qin Ming was able to seize the opportunity in the endless illusions, and he was able to hit and control the direction of the sword fiercely. He brushed Feng Yixuan's neck and did not really penetrate it.