"You actually escaped? This surprised me a little. However, because of this, I am even more sure that my guess is correct. Sure enough, have you already formed a golden elixir? This is an amazing achievement, but it's just This cannot change your weakness. Although you successfully dodged my first blow, your strength is still not enough to compete with me. Moreover, your injuries have not fully recovered, right? Putting you at an even greater disadvantage. So, no matter how hard you struggle, the final fate waiting for you is still death!"
Seeing Qin De narrowly avoiding his flying sword, Wood couldn't help but feel a little surprised. However, he did not think that this was Qin De's strength, but that the other party was lucky and managed to avoid the attack. Therefore, he snorted coldly and commented on Qin De with disdain.
In Wood's view, Qin De had just formed a golden elixir and was still too weak. Moreover, the opponent's injuries have not fully recovered, which makes his combat effectiveness even more fragile. Therefore, Wood did not take Qin De's dodge to heart. He believed that as long as he was serious, the opponent would never be able to resist his blow.
Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Wood's eyes. He did not intend to give Qin De any chance, and was ready to immediately launch the next attack and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. In his heart, Qin De's final fate has been determined, which is to slowly fade away in endless pain.
"Ahem—" Qin Yu coughed twice, his voice weak and hoarse. His face was a little pale, and he was obviously seriously injured. Even with the help of Meteor Tears, his injuries still could not recover so quickly. After all, he was almost an entire realm different from Wood, and he took the opponent's furious blow head-on. After being hit, being able to survive is considered very impressive.
He covered his chest and tried not to let blood flow from the corners of his mouth. But his eyes still showed determination and determination, as if telling himself that he would not give up easily.
Seeing Wood charging toward his father, Qin Yu felt extremely anxious. He knew very well that his father was no match for his opponent, and if there was no one to help him, he would be in trouble. However, he himself was seriously injured, and despite the help of Meteor Tears, his injuries did not fully recover.
Qin Yu understood that even if he recovered from his injuries, it would be difficult for him to keep up with the opponent's flying sword at his speed. The flying sword followed him like a shadow, its speed was astonishing, and it was hard to guard against. He was anxious, but he also knew he had to stay calm at this moment.
He quickly scans his surroundings for resources or opportunities he can exploit. At the same time, he silently operated his skills, trying to mobilize the remaining strength in his body to prepare for the upcoming crisis.
Qin Yu was determined and would find a way to stop Wood and protect his father no matter what. His eyes were firm, and he clenched the dagger in his hand, preparing to fight the opponent to the death.
He knew very well that if his father had not held the middle-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, which played a life-saving role at the critical moment, his father would have died. However, relying only on the middle-grade spiritual weapon obviously cannot solve the problem. The opponent is too strong, and his father has just successfully formed the elixir. Coupled with the injuries on his body, even with the middle-grade spiritual weapon to protect him, he will not be able to tangle with Wood for too long.
Time is running out and he must find a way to stop the opponent as soon as possible.
Qin Yu's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided to take the risk. He silently mobilized all the purple energy in his body, trying to maximize the power of the Blazing Sword. At the same time, he was also looking for the opponent's flaws, preparing for an opportunity to launch a blow that could reverse the situation. Although time is tight, he firmly believes that as long as he has the chance, he can turn the tide of the war and protect his father's safety.
However, the situation seemed to be getting worse.
"Junior brother, catch it!"
I saw that when Nawood was dealing with Qin De, he did not forget to throw one of the mid-grade spiritual weapons dagger he grabbed to Wu Xing.
Now Qin Yu was completely passive.
After having the middle-grade spiritual weapon, Feng Yuzi had no advantage in front of Wu Xing. The two were evenly matched and could not tell the winner for a while.
But he and his father had to face the more powerful late-stage Jindan, Wood, who also had a middle-grade spiritual weapon in hand!
Under normal circumstances, this was a battle with no chance of winning, so Qin Yu had to be anxious.
"Want to kill me?" Qin De looked at Wood who looked proud and sneered disdainfully.
this
At this moment, he also saw clearly the situation on the court.
Feng Yuzi was trapped by Wood, the killer Meteor was seriously injured, and all his other men were dead.
He has no one to rely on but himself.
Qin De felt deeply lonely and helpless, but he did not give up because he knew that only he could save himself.
He took a deep breath and stared at Wood, his eyes flashing with determination.
He will not sit back and wait for death. He will try his best to fight for a chance of survival. After all, he has survived the catastrophe. Can this Wood be more powerful than the catastrophe?
Qin De clenched the mid-grade spiritual weapon long sword in his hand, preparing for Wood's next attack.
"Hmph, a little guy who has just stepped into the ranks of cultivators is so arrogant, I will kindly give you a ride!" Wood sneered when he heard this, and then didn't talk nonsense at all. The short sword, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, turned into a stream of light and continued to attack at extremely high speeds.
Qin De's eyes narrowed. He felt the strong spiritual power contained in the short sword, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The opponent was a monk in the late Golden Core stage, and with the blessing of a mid-grade spiritual weapon, he certainly didn't dare to underestimate such a seemingly ordinary blow. Not daring to neglect, Qin De's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
He wanted to avoid the opponent's attack, but the opponent accurately predicted his direction, controlled the short knife to bring out a cold light, and slashed towards Qin De's chest in an instant.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Qin De's eyes. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a surge of true energy burst out from his body, instantly covering the short sword.
The short sword struggled in the shrouded true energy, buying Qin De time to dodge.
Qin De knew that it would not work if he continued like this, so he took advantage of the opportunity to fight back while dodging.
Even if there is a huge difference in strength, it still cannot be just passive defense. Only offense is the best way to contain the opponent.
His long sword is also a middle-grade spiritual weapon, so it is impossible for Wood to ignore his attacks. As long as the opponent is distracted from defense, the pressure on him will be much less.
Sure enough, Qin De's idea was correct.
However, this is still not a long-term solution.
"Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!"......
The sound of collisions kept coming.
In the span of Qin Yu's few breaths, Qin De and Wood had fought dozens of times, and the intensity was even close to the battle between Feng Yuzi and Wu Xing.
But Qin Yu's expression gradually changed, and he clearly saw blood starting to flow from the corner of his father's mouth.
Every time they fight, the injuries in Qin De's body become more serious. A look of worry flashed in Qin Yu's eyes. He knew that if this continued, his father might not be able to sustain it for long.
"Haha——" Wood laughed wildly, and the attack became more intense.
He could completely see that Qin De's body was seriously injured. Sure enough, even if he formed a golden elixir, it would still be difficult to recover quickly from the injuries he suffered before and when he was crossing the tribulation.
In such a fierce battle, blood continued to escape from Qin De's mouth, and every attack brought endless pain.
Qin De knew in his heart that he could no longer continue fighting, but he did not give up. He knew that he had to persist for the sake of his family and his beliefs.
He endured the pain and went all out with every attack. He wanted to use his own life to win this battle.
"Go away!"
Seeing Qin De's condition, Feng Yuzi also became anxious.
He suddenly increased his attack on Wu Xing, wanting to get rid of Wu Xing and save Qin De.
"dream!"
However, Wu Xing burst out laughing, without any intention of giving him a chance, and the true energy in his body crazily poured into Feijian.
The cultivation level of the two people was almost the same, and the gap in spiritual weapons was almost even at this moment. Wu Xing just held Feng Yuzi back.
He looked at Qin De with a sneer, his eyes full of cruelty.
Qin De's body has been severely injured, his attacks are getting weaker and weaker, and he has obviously reached his limit.
and
His senior brother is a late-stage Jindan monk and also has a mid-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.
In the face of absolute strength, Qin De's side has no chance of coming back.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Seeing Qin De begin to show weakness, Wood became even more aggressive. He suddenly increased his offensive, making Qin De almost unable to parry.
Qin De felt that his body had reached its limit, and his injuries had made it impossible for him to continue fighting, but the obsession in his heart kept him from giving up. Even if it's just in vain, he will fight until the last moment.
"Father!"
Seeing Qin De's face getting paler and his injuries getting more severe, Qin Yu felt as if his heart was being bitten by thousands of ants, and he was so anxious and painful that it was difficult to breathe.
He felt his heart tremble in pain, and his eyes were filled with worry and pain. He wanted to help his father, but he felt that he was powerless. He could only watch his father suffer. I was anxious, so anxious that my heart ached, and my head felt dizzy.
"Hurry! Hurry!"
Qin Yu kept shouting in his heart, as if he wanted Meteor Tears to speed up his body recovery, and tried to move his body that was unable to move due to the impact of Wood's true energy.
"drink!"
On the other side, Qin De, who was preparing to fight to the death, suddenly shouted loudly, his face turned red, and he urged his long sword to meet Wood's short sword.
"puff--"
However, the result was as expected, blood spurted out, Qin De's body injuries worsened again, and he fell directly to the ground.
His face was pale, and his eyes were full of pain and unwillingness.
And Nawood's face turned slightly pale. He secretly marveled at Qin De's strength, but he also despised the other party even more.
Wood withdrew his short sword and flashed a gloomy light: "You Qin De, I didn't expect that you could have such power just after breaking through to the golden elixir stage and being seriously injured. It should be said that you are worthy of having such a good weapon. A spiritual weapon long sword? It’s just a pity that you are going to die soon and this sword will belong to me!”
The more he spoke, the angrier Wood became.
A mere guy who had just broken through to the early stage of the golden elixir should have been powerless to fight back in front of him, but Qin De relied on the middle-grade spiritual weapon long sword to support himself for so long, which was simply incomparable to him. Angry.
He was jealous of Qin De's good luck. Who knows what kind of bad luck this guy had, to have such an opportunity when he was still in the innate realm.
But soon these opportunities will all be his!
Thinking of this, an excited smile appeared on Wood's face. The short knife in his hand lit up again, and streams of true energy were poured into it, preparing to give Qin De a fatal blow.
"stop!"
Seeing Qin De fall, Feng Yuzi also knew that something was wrong and shouted wildly.
However, Wu Xing, who was pestering him, also went crazy and tried his best to restrain him.
On the other side, Qin Yu was shocked when he saw his father who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, and looked at the dagger whose light was getting hotter.
His eyes were filled with pain and despair, and he felt his heart tremble, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Almost instantly, all the memories of the past nineteen years flowed through my mind like lightning. Nineteen years of hard training, challenging myself again and again, surpassing the limit again and again, for what?
In order to show his value, in order to make his father proud of him, in order to let his father know that he is as useful as his eldest brother and his second brother.
But now, he is watching helplessly as his father is about to be killed, and there is nothing he can do?
"No!"
"Die!" Wood said softly. With a slight movement of his hand, the short knife with the highest energy in his hand turned into a dark red stream of light and shot directly at the seriously injured Qin De. Wood's eyes were slightly opened, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He was ready to see Qin De died.
When Wood was about to take action, Qin Yu rushed towards Qin De at high speed. By the time Wood fired the dagger, Qin Yu was already moving at high speed.
The distance between Wood and Qin De was over a hundred meters, while Qin Yu was on the side of Qin De, only a few meters away.
Only ten meters. Although it was only tens of meters away, the speed of the dagger was so fast that Qin Yu could not catch up. He saw the dagger moving at extremely high speed.
The only belief in Qin Yu's heart is to 'block the short sword'.
"Stop!" Qin Yu screamed in his heart, his speed reached the extreme, but this speed was still not enough. His heart hurt as if being bitten by countless ants, and his head was about to explode. At this moment, Qin Yu's eyes were completely red.
"Die!" Wood said softly, and with a slight movement of his hand, the short knife with the highest energy in his hand turned into a dark red stream of light and shot directly at the seriously injured Qin De.
Wood's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have determined that Qin De would die under his sword.
At this moment, a shadow came quickly.
It's Qin Yu.
When Wood was about to take action, he relied on willpower to move his body and rushed towards Qin De at high speed.
By the time Wood fired his dagger, Qin Yu was already close at hand.
The distance between Wood and Qin De was over a hundred meters, while Qin Yu was on Qin De's side, only a few dozen meters away.
Although it was only tens of meters away, the speed of the dagger was too fast. For Qin Yu now, even the short distance seemed like thousands of miles away, and there was no way he could catch up.
