C125 Two Battlefields!
C125 Two Battlefields!
When Gongsun Wuchang saw the crossbow, he waved the long sword in his hand, trying his best to block the long arrow. However, his approaching footsteps were slowed down because of this, and after a short while, Gongsun Wuchang's speed slowed down. Seeing the opportunity, Yuwen Mingzuo raised the crossbow and shot three short arrows at Gongsun Wuchang's face.
As for the third arrow, the angle Yuwen Mingzuo pointed to was unusually tricky. Gongsun Wuchang was slow to the point where he could only lower his body and roll away to avoid the arrow. In the end, the arrow grazed Gongsun Wuchang's eyebrow and cut a cut at the corner of his eye, leaving a long bloody wound. However, it did not hurt his eyes, which was already the most fortunate thing.
Gongsun Wuchang rolled on the ground and dodged to the side. He stood up and glared at Yuwen Mingzuo, but Yuwen Mingzuo remained indifferent. He shot another three arrows without waiting for Gongsun Wuchang to make a move!
"You still want to repeat the same trick?" Gongsun Wuchang sneered and then placed his sword horizontally in front of him. Streams of invisible spiritual energy suddenly drilled out from his body and blocked in front of Gongsun Wuchang. Gongsun Wuchang's sword, which was wrapped in spiritual energy, also became extremely strong sword qi.
"Ding!" Ping! "Pah!"
Three sounds and the three arrows fell onto the ground as if they had hit an iron wall. But strangely, there was nothing in front of Gongsun Wuchang, only a sword swinging horizontally.
Yuwen Mingzuo gradually focused his gaze. Unexpectedly, Gongsun Wuchang was able to turn the sword qi into an invisible barrier and block his attack! This required extremely high mastery of the sword in order to do so! Gongsun Wuchang, who was standing in front of him, was actually this strong!
In fact, even though Yuwen Mingzuo seemed to be suffering at Ji Lei's hands, he also knew that if they were to fight, Yuwen Mingzuo might not necessarily be defeated by Ji Lei. In fact, Yuwen Mingzuo was only nineteen years old, but already possessed the strength of the Spirit Tempering Stage, which was a genuine Spirit Tempering Stage, and his realm was much higher than Ji Lei's. Yuwen Mingzuo naturally admitted that Ji Lei's talent was higher, but he also had a sense of pride in his heart. Ji Lei was a genius, but Yuwen Mingzuo was also not weak!
"Crack!" Yuwen Mingzuo suddenly put the divine mountain's Xing Prison together. At a certain point, the divine mountain's Xing Prison's two crossbows were tightly sewn together. There wasn't the slightest bit of strange feeling because they were originally one body.
"Godly Mountain Punishment Prison …" "Heaven Flying Arrow!" The two crossbows in Yuwen Mingzuo's hands instantly merged into one, and the spirit energy crazily surged into the arms of the two crossbows, bit by bit, and gathered at the crossbows, gradually condensing into a giant arrow emitting blue light!
Gongsun Wuchang frowned and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart. Before Yuwen Mingzuo even made a move, he already released a strong oppressive power from the arrow, making Gongsun Wuchang's heart unavoidably tense up. However, he was not a mediocre person.
"Morningstar Sword Art!" Gongsun Wuchang suddenly waved the sword in his hand. The first move was like the rising of the morning sun as it surged with vitality, immediately neutralizing the surrounding pressure. The second move was like the setting sun as it fell down heavily.
"Go!" At the same time, the arrow in Yuwen Mingzuo's hand had already pierced through the crossbow arm and cut through the wind. It charged towards Gongsun Wuchang with unstoppable force!
"Fall!" Blood started to flow out of Gongsun Wuchang's eyes. Then, he suddenly ordered the sharp sword above Yuwen Mingzuo's head to fall down!
Boom!" Ji Lei had already attacked the Dragon-fighting Twisting three times, but he still could not harm it in the slightest. The best result was that the Ghost Flood Dragon only had half of its body cut off, but the Ghost Flood Dragon soon grew back again.
The Ghost Flood Dragon was like a quagmire, it had enough time to entangle Ji Lei. Then, the more Ji Lei struggled, the more deeply he sunk into the quagmire, and using a soft way to meet force, the Ghost Flood Dragon easily avoided Ji Lei's edge. It had an incomparable vitality, but Ji Lei's spirit energy was limited.
Therefore, if Ji Lei could not kill the Ghost Flood Dragon within a limited time, then the final result would be him letting the Ghost Flood Dragon take over his body, and then gradually swallowing his own mind, turning into a Vicious Beast just like the itself!
"Huff, puff …" "Huff, puff …" Ji Lei panted heavily, but he still held the Dragon-tattooed Halberd tightly in his hand. The Ghost Flood Dragon looked at Ji Lei mockingly, and suddenly said with disdain: "Keep fighting, where's the arrogance from before? You truly do not know your limits and dare to offend this sovereign! "Forget it, you martial artists have always been like this …"
As the Ghost Flood Dragon spoke to here, a trace of blood-red luster suddenly appeared in its eyes, and after that, its entire body began to expand, becoming larger!
"Since you have already beaten enough …" "Then it's my turn …"
A frightening scarlet suddenly gushed out from the eyes of the Ghost Flood Dragon!
"Huff, puff …" "Huff, puff …" Yuwen Mingzuo was lying on the ground, his body was covered in blood and was slowly dripping down from the top of his head.
Compared to Yuwen Mingzuo, Gongsun Wuchang was not much better, he was still covered in blood, and there was a hole in his chest. If not for Gongsun Wuchang's timely sword qi defense, Yuwen Mingzuo's arrow would have taken his life. However, even after summoning his sword qi, Gongsun Wuchang was still seriously injured.
"Err …" Cough cough! " Yuwen Mingzuo struggled to get up with his whole body covered in blood, then he raised the Godly Mountain Punishment Prison in his hand.
Gongsun Wuchang also staggered to his feet. The sword in his hand was stained with blood, but it was still as sharp as ever!
The two men's bodies were riddled with wounds. With just a single arrow or a single sword strike, they would die here!
"I'm faster than you …" A mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Yuwen Mingzuo's mouth. In the final battle, he would go all out!
"Swish!"
One of the simplest and shortest arrows flashed with a cold and mournful light as it rode on the wind.
Gongsun Wuchang slightly moved. Without using any martial skills, he charged straight at Yuwen Mingzuo!