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The red-haired middle-aged man frowned.
He frowned for the first time since the war began.
Yes, with such power, he also felt a little troublesome.
But feeling that something is difficult and having the means to deal with it are two different things. Golden light burst out from the red-haired middle-aged man's body. The golden light became more and more dazzling, and the body of the red-haired middle-aged man gradually became transparent.
Xiao Yan immediately felt something was wrong. Although I don’t know what’s wrong, I just feel like it’s not good. Without thinking, Xiao Yan immediately shot out several small bloody swords.
Xiao Yan's senses were keen, and the red-haired middle-aged man was performing the escape technique of transforming into golden light. Perhaps this is the fighting feeling cultivated through life and death battles.
The sword sea was approaching, and when he saw that the figure of the red-haired middle-aged man was about to fade away completely, the faded figure of the red-haired middle-aged man suddenly paused, and immediately became a little more solid. The next moment, the sharp swords shot at the front penetrated the transparent body of the red-haired middle-aged man, bringing out a few bloody flowers.
Amid the screams, the red-haired middle-aged man finally disappeared without a trace in front of the oncoming sword rain.
"Pity!"
Storm sighed secretly in her heart, but ignored the golden light everywhere. Not far in front of Feng Feng, a red-haired middle-aged man suddenly formed. His body was stained with blood, his face was as pale as snow, but his eyes had turned into a blood-red dark gold with anger.
"Die!"
Staring with blood-red golden eyes, Xuanyun Jade Ruler struck down in anger, and a fierce golden rule light flew towards the storm.
It was too late to dodge the storm, so he immediately spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings. Suddenly, his body was as light as a feather and was blown backwards by the strong wind stirred up by the rays. In the blink of an eye, he floated a hundred meters away.
A hundred meters away, the strength of the golden ruler light was much weaker. Feng Feng raised his arms and clasped his hands in the air, and a huge wind sword immediately appeared in the air and chopped the golden ruler light into pieces.
The eight-star Dou Emperor sneak attack on a six-star peak Dou Emperor has not yet succeeded, it must be a huge joke if it is revealed. The eyes of the red-haired middle-aged man looked particularly gloomy. However, he was not angry because he failed to succeed in the sneak attack on Storm, but after repeated setbacks and misses, he had a clear understanding of the combat power of Xiao Yan and others, and also clearly realized that he might not be able to win this battle. He was sure of victory, because he was injured now and was still restrained by Xiao Yan's soul fighting skills.
It must be resolved quickly!
The red-haired middle-aged man had just settled his thoughts when a voice sounded loudly.
"Take a move from me and try it! Quasi-Saint level fighting skill, Ten Thousand Poisons and Nine Layers of Miasma!"
What followed was a billowing green mist.
It's Nan Erming.
Quasi-holy fighting skills? Everyone was a little confused: Aren’t they unable to reach the world level of “Ten Thousand Poisons and Nine Layers of Miasma”? Nan Erming really dares to bluff and brag!
The red-haired middle-aged man didn't know that the "Nine Layers of Ten Thousand Poisons" could not even reach the world level, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
Any fighting skill or skill with the word "holy" cannot be underestimated. Although quasi-saint-level fighting skills have the word "quasi" in front of the word "holy", they are also "holy"-level fighting skills. Even in ancient times when high-level fighting skills were not rare, they were extremely rare, not to mention Nan'erming There is also the word "poison" in the name of this quasi-holy fighting skill, which is a poison fighting skill that any fighting emperor is deeply afraid of. And there are multiple "ten thousand" characters in front of the word "poison"!
The red-haired middle-aged man hurriedly danced his feet like the wind as if facing a formidable enemy, his fighting spirit sweeping in all directions, trying to drive away the poisonous mist.
But when Nan Erming's green poisonous mist came into contact with the red-haired middle-aged golden Chifeng, the level of their fighting skills was immediately judged. The green poisonous mist was not driven away by the wind, but was instantly annihilated by the golden light, just like the ice and snow melted immediately after being hit by the blazing sun.
The red-haired middle-aged man looked at this scene blankly. Is this a quasi-saint level fighting skill? (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
