Chapter 210: Storm and blood

Mu Yang was very sure that he had never heard this person's voice.
But what surprised them even more was that this guy was not afraid of Luoyue Valley? Knowing that they are the disciples of Luoyue Valley, dare to be so arrogant?
In the night, a figure walked out of the direction of the voice, looking very thin, about 1.5 meters tall, and carrying a large meniscus on his shoulders.
In the light of the fire, Mu Yang was finally able to see this person's appearance. This person's two front teeth were very prominent, skinny, and a braided braid. If it weren't for his aggressive momentum, it would really make people mistaken for which one it was. The lost children.
This little dwarf wore a khaki shorts on his lower body, a red bellyband hung on his upper body, and the word "wind" written in the middle of the bellyband.
Seeing his dress, Mu Yang instantly came up with four words, Feng Ren Shanzhai!
Now Mu Yang finally knows the meaning of what he just said. The third and second masters of Fengjian Shanzhai were all killed because of him. No wonder he is here now.
The key is that after spending so long in Luoyue Valley, Mu Yang almost forgot about it.
Mu Yang quickly searched his memory. This person should have been mentioned to him by Li Zhiyuan of the Xiaoyao Escort. The master of the Wind Blade Mountain Village was also the strongest person in their group, Blood Wind!
It is said that his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Vessel Realm, which is quite good in the bandit circle. After all, a good Lingwu practitioner, if the talent is really good, who wants to be a bandit.
In addition, the bandits are desperadoes who look down on life and death, but take the brothers' loyalty very seriously. If the two brothers died, it would be strange that he didn't find Muyang for revenge.
Mu Yang also understood why he was not afraid of their identity as a disciple of the Moon Valley, he was not afraid of Luo Yuegu's troubles at all, and the big deal was to escape the ghost forest.
Besides, there are no other people in this deep mountain and old forest. As long as all three of them are silenced, the news will not be spread at all.
The blood wind licked the two front teeth and stared at the three people as if looking at the prey. In his left hand, he was playing with three thin needle-like darts. "Since you are looking for death, then I will do it for you. I have killed countless people in my blood. But this disciple from Luoyuegu, it's really the first time, haha, it just made a good start today!"
A glimmer of cold light flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, and his grasping hand became tighter.
He refined the treasure given by the Infinite Sect Great Elder a few days ago, and his spiritual power level was raised to the second class, the same as Chen Lingfeng.
At this moment, in the white spiritual power of his body, there is still a trace of lightning, which is the power of thunder and calamity given to him by cobblestone!
With Chen Lingfeng and Qin Yun's two great second-class spiritual powers, even if they are two times worse, they still have the power to fight!
Chen Lingfeng didn't say a word, the long sword shot, and a sword light slashed out. At the same time, Qin Yun lifted the long spear and stabbed it forward, gathering light rays on the tip of the spear, matching the sword light.
The blood wind sneered twice, the spiritual power rioted, and a strong spiritual power enveloped him, the blood wind seemed to be a demon, laughing wildly!
boom!
The blood wind swung the big knife, and the strong spiritual power directly shook the sword light back. The blood wind retreated a few steps, draped a knife on the tip of the gun, bursting out a lot of sparks, Qin Yun quickly stopped his steps, turned his right hand, and withdrew the long spear.
"Qin Yun, pick him out!"
Chen Lingfeng jumped up, and the left palm of the left hand made a violent wind, blowing the leaves all over the sky, blocking the sight of the blood wind.
Qin Yun took advantage of the situation to confuse the figure with strange footwork, tapped his spear to the ground, and pierced Bloodwind's calf.
Chen Lingfeng and Qin Yun have been opponents for many years, and they know each other's tactics and awareness well. The two who were once opponents now have a high degree of tacit understanding when they join hands. They even only need a glance to know each other's next steps. The power of the action is far beyond the imagination of the blood wind.
Just at the beginning of the confrontation, Bloodwind realized that he was underestimating the enemy. He backed back again and again, blowing away the surrounding leaves with spiritual power, trying to ensure that he had a clear vision within one meter of himself. Even so, Qin Yun’s spear He was still overwhelmed by various tricky angles.
"Hehe, as expected to be a disciple of Luoyuegu, there are indeed two strikes, three swords!"
Suddenly, the big knife in Bloodwind's hand glowed with blood-red light, like a bloodstain held in his hand, there seemed to be drops of blood swaying in it, and the cold wind blew the blade, making a harsh scream, as if it was once dead. The evil spirits under this knife are howling.
The blood wind suddenly exerted its force, slashing three swords in a row, each of which swung a three-meter-long meniscus-like blood, and the goal was directed at Qin Yun!
Fighting against the two at the same time, it is impossible to end the battle in a short time, so he wants to defeat one by one, and forcibly disassemble the cooperation of Qin Yun and Chen Lingfeng!
The murderous aura in that light soared to the sky, and it contained terrifying destructive power, as if it could cut everything.
Qin Yun was shocked. A backflip opened the distance, and the spear was placed around his waist for a few rounds, and a large amount of spiritual power was attached, and the spiritual pattern flashed, "First style, cloud through!"
The tip of the gun flashed with dazzling brilliance, and it stood straight against the first blood light. Qin Yun was pushed back by the blood light and slid a full three meters back. With a turn in his hand, the energy exploded. With a huge explosion, this Only to counteract the first blood light.
Qin Yun's right arm trembled and numb, the tiger's mouth was cracked, but he did not have time to rest, and the second light of blood was approaching before him.
Qin Yun shook his spear extremely quickly, stabbing an afterimage.
"The second style, the clouds are scattered!"
This time, although Qin Yun barely resisted the second light, he was hit by the ground and flew upside down. After rolling on the ground several times, the spear also let go.
The blood of the fifth level of the Spirit Vein Realm was still too strong, and the martial arts of the blood wind could not be blocked by Qin Yun with his own power.
Seeing that the third blood light has broken through the gust of wind~EbookFREE.me~ It is getting closer and closer to Qin Yun, and the corner of the blood wind in the distance rises, smiling triumphantly, as if he has seen Qin Yun split in half. Look like.
In the direct contact between Xuefeng and Qin Yun, Chen Lingfeng was furious and chased as fast as he could, trying to intercept, but he was too far away to support him, so he could only shout loudly: "Qin Yun! Get away!"
However, Qin Yun had just been injured, and he hadn't slowed down yet. With such a short distance, he struggled to stand up. How to dodge?
Do you have to explain here today?
At this moment, Qin Yun felt depressed to the extreme, like being pinched by something, unable to breathe, the feeling of death being so close to him for the first time.
It seems that the whole world has calmed down. There is only the hopeless light in front of me, and after the light, the figure desperately accelerating and hoarse...
At this moment, he didn't seem to be so afraid, he closed his eyes, ready to meet this cruel ending.
However, vaguely, he seemed to hear that nasty voice ringing behind him: "Dragon Burying God's Finger!"