——This is bright and shaky, the rhythm of destroying the group!

Qian Yiqun gritted his teeth and saw that the talisman soldiers killed several people in a blink of an eye. He had to temporarily put down the old monsters in full swing. He swung his sword into the battle group and shouted loudly: "Don't be confused!"

Of course no one would listen to him, and everyone was in a panic of fear.

Fu Bing didn't know what to rely on to identify the target, and was not affected by the blind deaf technique. When he saw someone attacking him, he naturally waved his sword.

Qian Yiqun's body flashed to the side and barely dodged. He felt that the sword was strong and the speed was slow. He relaxed his knees and his waist and hips sank. Jie Yin Sword followed the back of the talisman soldier and stabbed into the armor.

The runes on the Jieyin Sword's body emitted a blue light on the belly of the Fu soldier, and even Qian Yiqun was a little confused. He seemed to hear a heavy voice, asking him to summon the Jieyin Sword's branch. This was not the real voice, and Qian Yiqun even doubted whether he had hallucinations.

The seventy-one hidden sword moves with thoughts, and at the moment when the illusion appears, it takes an explosive power with the speed of lightning and returns to its original body.

With seventy-one powerful attacks in a row, even the talisman soldiers could not resist such attacks, making crackling sounds and suddenly exploded.

Qian Yiqun stopped protecting his face, but he was just a breath of fresh air. He looked down and saw that there were fragments of talisman soldiers on the ground? It turned out to be just a red bean that had cracked into eight petals.

Just a red bean!

This is Guo Pu's technique of spreading beans into soldiers.

"Kill them!" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly and rushed towards another talisman soldier.

Everyone woke up from despair and saw the powerful counterattack of Yuluan Taoist. The Taoist man took action like lightning, and the magic weapon in his hand cuts iron like mud. Once it pierces the abdomen of the talisman, the talisman soldiers burst. Especially the scene of the talisman bursting in the end, which gave them great confidence:

These talisman soldiers can be killed!

What people fear the most is the unknown. Once they are known, there is no shortage of stupidity and boldness among the crowd.

More than ten people slashed around regardless of casualties. Although they had sacrificed four or five lives, they finally solved the Fu Soldiers. The remaining people spontaneously formed a group of people, wielding weapons, and fighting to find a way out. Although the Fu Soldiers are powerful, they only have a few moves back and forth. It is not easy to kill them, but it is not impossible to save their lives after finding out the routine.

Qian Yiqun controlled the situation and then turned around to find the old monster Shiquan.

The old demon originally wanted to hide, but Monk Yuanming wanted to escape, but he shouted for help, and even his old truth was about to be revealed. The old demon had to turn around and rescue him, forcing Bai Feng to retreat to help Yuanming.

Yuanming looked embarrassed.

A warlock like him can only bully the rookies in the world on weekdays, pretending to be like a monk, relying on his mysterious aura to support the scene. When he encounters a real fight that is fist-to-flesh, he can only hide behind and do some tricks. But when he meets Qian Yiqun, his old partner can't hold on, let alone him.

"Thunder comes!" Qian Yiqun's palm thunder crackled, which was obviously a precursor to launching a new round of attacks.

Monk Yuanming lamented in his heart: My old friend is really unlucky. He has a Taoist priest who can summon thunder and lightning. Although I don’t support it, I don’t have to suffer the flesh and blood...

"Ahhhh!" Monk Yuanming was a little proud, but it seemed that he had been hit hard by an iron fist behind him. The force of this fist shook his internal organs, forcing him to rush out of his mouth with blood. At this point, there was still a numb force spreading, all the limbs and bones trembled, and his saliva flowed so hard that his chest was wet.

Qian Yiqun's thunder was heading for Monk Yuanming.

Monk Yuanming lay down on the ground, breathed a long sigh, and his muscles gradually dried up, and he looked like a mummy in a few breaths.

Qian Yiqun was very surprised by such a huge reaction and asked in his heart: When will the palm thunder be able to produce such an effect? ​​Is it a critical hit?

Zhongxingyue can be seen from beginning to end, because of the time difference, what he sees is probably more refined. He interjected: "Maybe he has practiced some kind of secret method, and once he dies, he will be as tragic as he is."

Qian Yiqun had already turned around and ran towards Shiquan Taoist, and did not forget to shout: "Must seed, come and kill this!"

Bai Feng was also wondering about the death of Monk Yuanming. He heard Qian Yiqun's call and hurriedly chased after him and attacked Qian Yiqun's old monster on both sides.

The old demon saw that he was unable to defeat and shouted loudly: "Yuanming, your grandma's leg! Will you leave by yourself if you leave me!"

"Good friend, you can go to Huangquan together for the rest of your life!" Qian Yi stabbed the hidden swords of all walks of life, and after they were connected one after another, the ordinary swords of the wall were more than doubled, almost as if they were long soldiers.

Shiquan knew that he was defeated, so he quickly used the Red Light Shield to block Jie Yin and the fake sword, and shouted loudly: "How can I die in the hands of you two dry milk babies!" After that, the raised Red Light Shield came up to his head with a bit of blood, and a crack was opened on his head, and white brain matter was flowing out.

Qian Yiqun did not take back the Jie Yin Sword, and he felt that he was not satisfied with it. However, his appearance was so ugly that Qian Yiqun was not interested in watching more, and there were still hundreds of talisman soldiers waiting for him.

These talisman soldiers were completely ignored by lightning strikes. It can be seen that Guo Pu had already prepared a complete defense plan. Qian Yiqun sent two thunders in his palm. Seeing that there was no effect, he simply attacked.

This kind of close-fitting fighting with a short sword made Qian Yiqun feel a different fighting style, which was more like a game. Every time every sword stabbed a talisman soldier, followed by a flash of seventy swords. Watching these red beans explode in front of him, this feeling is much more comfortable than standing behind the formation and ramming the bell and throwing electric balls!

As the saying goes, after Qian Yiqun learned the sword technique of the Ape, he usually only walked twice a day as if he was moving slightly, but he was only able to sweat slightly. He spent more time on the use of magic weapons and mysterious techniques. As for the spiritual ape maneuvering technique, he almost didn't practice unless he fought.

Such a waste of resources is probably only explained by "too lazy to move".

If Aunt Gongsun was resurrected, I really don’t know if I would hate him and return to the coffin again.

And now, Qian Yiqun finally found a suitable fighting method, and even had a...climax pleasure.

"Two are here!" Fu Yuze's exclamation interrupted Qian Yiqun's game.

Qian Yiqun did not walk far. Looking back, Bai Feng successfully grabbed three talisman soldiers and fought with ease. Naturally, he was using the rebellious sword that was more defensive than attack. Fu Yuze was talking about the other two talisman soldiers, who were strode from the left side of the crowd. Every step he took was like moving forward in a mud pond, slowly and heavy.

This is the power of ancient talismans.

Qian Yiqun was quite glad that Yicui gave Fu Yuze "Fu Shuo" and was also glad that he did not have the stingy Mao Jun pen. Otherwise, there would be less help now, but more burdens.

Bai Feng was able to be at ease in front of the three talisman soldiers, and even did not even collide with the sword. However, with the sharpness of the fake sword, it was just the iron armor of the talisman soldiers. As for the body inside, it was even more solid and steel, and could not stab it in no matter what. Seeing Qian Yiqun easily breaking the talisman soldiers, he couldn't help but wonder.

——From the sharp point, the ancient sword is far better than the Jieyin, but why can’t the ancient sword get in?

Bai Feng was confused, but he didn't have the nerve to ask.

"Don't you use Lingyun to penetrate the sword body?" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly.

This talisman soldier is full of talisman power in his body, and he must have a spiritual aggregate to break it.

Bai Feng's face was bleak, he said nothing, and he turned his back to the circle to block the three talisman soldiers.

He was very injured.

because……

He never knew that Lingyun could still be infused into the sword.

Qian Yiqun didn't know that he had hurt Bai Feng's self-esteem. Seeing Bai Feng ignored him, he thought to himself: This stubborn guy was also unwilling to accept Brother Lingyun at the beginning... Let him go, just practice swords for me!

His figure flashed, jumped high, and landed directly on the back of the Fu Bing's neck.

Jie Yin Sword came in with the initiation, and in an instant, it killed the talisman soldier to explode.

Fu Bing was not smart at all, and now he had no more than half of his command, Yicui. He just dulled the Guo Pu's settings. They distributed combat power strictly according to the number of people. It was not until Qian Yiqun killed one that attracted newcomers.

Even so, the screams from the tourists from the world became increasingly dense.

After all, people are flesh and blood, but these talisman soldiers are never tired. If there is such a team, it would be a dream to wipe out the world.

"elder brother!"

Qian Yiqun clearly heard a wail from the noise. Because he had a real sister, he would naturally be more sensitive to the word "brother" than others.

He looked around in the voice, but saw an acquaintance.

Li Yiquan.

This girl has a strong memory and is almost Qian Yiqun's assistant when she is in trouble. Moreover, she trusts her brother very much, and it is pitiful for her brother and sister to depend on each other for life.

——That idiot Li Yiqing actually asked her sister to come to such a place!

Qian Yiqun cursed in his heart, and saw that Li Yiqing was avoiding the machete of Fu Bing and was struggling and incredibly embarrassed. He felt moved and said in his heart: This guy really lost all the face of being a brother in the world!

Li Yiqing ran away with Li Baikuan in the melee. He considered himself a sorcerer who practiced secret techniques and was not good at physical skills. As the battle situation turned to the talisman soldiers, the number of treasure soldiers became smaller and smaller. From the beginning, the number of people was superior and then at a disadvantage. Even those who stood behind "superior" like him had treasure soldiers freed up their hands to take care of them.

Seeing the steel knife straight down, Li Yiqing looked at his sister who was not far away, who was easily pretending to be secretly following him, closed her eyes tightly, and prayed in secret: The ancestor blessed me not to die too ugly... Amitabha...

This last knife will be delayed.

Li Yiqing seemed to have been waiting for a hundred years, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to take a peek.

Immediately, Qian Yiqun grabbed his cuff and pulled it up.

"Senior Brother!" Li Yiqing finally saw the appearance of the visitor clearly and was surprised, "Senior Brother, you are indeed here to save me! Thank you for your actions!"

"Thank you sister!" Qian Yiqun told the truth.
Chapter completed!