
Six people left!
Twelve people were killed by half in this short battle that lasted less than ten minutes.
The five of them were far away from Qin Xuan, seeing the big sword mark on the ground, their faces already showing fear.
Qin Xuan's face was pale, he didn't make a move immediately, but the sea of spirits in his body was completely empty, and the five-zhang sea of spirits was completely depleted in these short ten minutes.
After all, he was up against twelve strong people, and every time he dodged or attacked, the immortal strength he consumed was definitely not a minority.
However, Qin Xuan smiled, his palm slightly shook, and the immortal sword turned into a jade pendant and returned to his waist.
The three Qi nourishing pills he had just swallowed had actually been refined to 50%. He swallowed the Pill Qi, but it was not to increase his combat strength.From the beginning to the end, he had never used the medicinal strength of the Pill Qi, nor did he ever use the medicinal strength of the Pill Qi, but the medicinal strength spread to the limbs and the five skeletons continued to be integrated into the muscles and bones through fighting, tempering the Bones.
As he said, fire forging swords, stone sharpening swords, this is not arrogant, but a fact.
These twelve overseas powerhouses happened to be his best practice in refining the Nourishing Qi Pill for muscles and bones. Otherwise, it would take at least more than a month for him to refine these three Qi Nurturing Pills for muscles and bones. The difficulty of the sea is several times higher.
Qin Xuan looked at the six overseas powerhouses whose expressions were not as good as his in the distance. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and a sea of blood exploded. Blood clots appear to burn in the dark night, blood clots like snakes, and eventually merge into one. The vision of Jiaolong, lying cross-legged behind him.
This sight made the three overseas powerhouses comparable to the Dacheng Grandmaster pale.
Qin Xuan was alone in this world, treading the ground and moving the sky, as if he was a god of war that lasted forever.
55555555555555555555555555555555555555 The other four people in the darkness did not move, even Zheng Jiaqiang whose arms were cut off could not help but tremble, and could not help but retreat.
In the distance, Mo Qinglian was in the car, looking at the invincible Qin Xuan, looking at the twelve masters of Lien Chan, his eyes obsessed.
“Qin Xuan, with you, how can I tolerate others in my heart?” Mo Qinglian pursed her lips. Only in his heart could he directly call out the name Qin Xuan, not the unknown Master Qin.
Although, Qin Xuan had never intentionally asked her how to call him.
Qin Xuan was full of blood and energy, stepping and rushing towards those six people.
“Hand, it's just a Chinese soldier. Could it be that you are afraid?” Yu Jun's expression suddenly changed and he bellowed furiously.
He took the lead in doing so, and between his hands, a moon-like sword, reflected a cold light under the moonlight.
Yu Jun had moved, and the others looked at each other and could not help but be ruthless, and started to move.
The vines broke through the ground, and poisonous blades tore through the night, and six people joined forces and used methods to besiege Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan felt the medicinal strength continuously infused into the bones and muscles in his body. He could not help but smile, and turned slightly to the side, before he dodged Yu Jun's sword. Within Yu Jun's shrinking pupils, Qin Xuan's arm resembled a dragon, suddenly exploding. His fist hit the back of the sword.
the explosion!
An ear-splitting roar rang out, and at that moment, a pair of swords twisted.Under Qin Xuan's fist, the blade folded, and Yu Jun's arm tightened, making the sound of bones trembling.
Qi broke into pieces, two swords were blown up, and Qin Xuan's fist had fallen onto Yu Jun's chest.
Click!
The sound of bone cracks rang out in his ears, and Yu Jun spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His body was like a cannonball. He was thrown into a wheat field. I don't know how much wheat was crushed, leaving a gutter in the ground.
At this moment, the vines were already wrapped around Qin Xuan's feet, and the vines had thorns, piercing Qin Xuan's skin.
Qin Xuan smiled coldly. Suddenly, he stepped out with his feet and jumped. The vines growing from the ground were pulled out of the ground in an instant. Qin Xuan was in the air, his palm sank, and he caught the winding. The vines on his body.
"Wake me up!"
Qin Xuan's voice sounded like thunder at night, and the vines were pulled directly into Qin Xuan's palm at the same time, at the same time, at the same time, the vines were pulled directly into Qin Xuan's palm, the dark wizard's face in the distance suddenly turned pale.
“How is it possible!” He looked towards Qin Xuan who had just landed in midair in astonishment. Suddenly, the ground above the ground broke apart, two vines pierced through the ground directly from the ground, and Qin Xuan pulled it out.
The dark mage had no time to react.The terrifying strength of the vines seemed to be pulled by some elephants. In an instant, his body flew to Qin Xuan uncontrollably.
"die!"
Qin Xuan's voice seemed to sound in hell, the black magician only felt his eyes black, his head seemed to explode, and he was unconscious.
Qin Xuan didn't even see the head being knocked down by the blow Apart from the red and white things on the punch, Muran turned his head and looked at the pair of frightened disciples.
This was Zheng Jiaqiang of the rank of Taekwondo, who had previously been beheaded. But at this moment, his figure suddenly came to a standstill three steps away from Qin Xuan, and he saw the black magician who was crushed to death by splitting his head, almost scaring him.
Suddenly, he saw two viscounts of blood cultivators behind this demon-like figure, and a faint smile at the corner of this demon mouth.
Without turning his head, Qin Xuan covered his ears with blood, stomped his feet, and his body jumped backwards like a dragon At the same time, his arms were bent and his elbows were like swords.
The sound waves stopped suddenly, the eyes of the two viscount were blunt, looking at the elbow that smashed his chest, the light in the red eyes became dim.
"How can……"
They had yet to react, their sonic attacks, even the earl could not fully resist, would be affected. But this Chinese warrior was actually the same as a fine person.
But the pain in the chest and the numbness of the damaged internal organs let them know that they would die without retreating at this time.
Supporting the remaining, the two of them were about to retreat, but suddenly they felt a great force coming from their chests.
Second power?
They lowered their heads and looked at the pierced chest, its vitality disappearing completely.
Qin Xuan withdrew his arm and never saw the huge blood hole in the chests of the two viscounts. Although his elbow was covered in blood, he looked towards the terrified Zheng Jiaqiang and the two military ranked masters.
Among the six, three were killed.
Wasn't he exhausted and the end of the battle?
“He's not human, he's just a devil!” One of the strongest warriors roared in a foreign language, immediately turned around, and ran away without looking back.
“Devil, he is the devil!” Zheng Jiaqiang was even more frightened, hoping to have four legs at the moment, and fled quickly.
The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth was slightly raised, and moonlight shone on his body and corpses everywhere.This image made Mo Qinglian in the distance unforgettable in this lifetime.
“Do you still want to escape?” Qin Xuan stomped his feet and the ground trembled suddenly. The sword that Yu Jun was bombarding flew in an instant, and Qin Xuanfei kicked the sword with his foot.
All of a sudden, the swords were practicing like cold, and if they were to be blasted with fierce force and swept through the night, their speed would approach the speed of sound.
Although the powerful Zheng family and a viscount felt a crisis and were about to react, they found that half of the blade tip was bleeding on his chest, and his body was still lying on the ground from the impact of this sword. After rolling for a few laps, he fell to the ground pitifully.
Only the Viscount was left, his face was extremely frightened at the moment, and his heart was completely filled with fear.
However, at this moment, he subconsciously raised his head Under the moonlight, a figure standing tall, like a howling wolf, like a god under the moonlight.
Suddenly, this figure fell, and its speed was so fast that the viscount could only feel a flower in front of him. In the next moment, a pair of soles appeared on his shoulders, and what followed was a pressure wave like ten thousand mountains. A frightening distance.
the explosion!
The viscount's body stopped abruptly, and his legs were suddenly pushed to the ground, not to his knees.
The intense pain caused the viscount's fear to continue to grow, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy.
"Please, forgive me, I am the Viscount of the family of Love ... Forgive my life, I will give you all the money, I still have the castle ..."
Before those words fell, the palm of his shoulder continued to sink.
The viscount felt his leg bones and leg bones cracking every inch, making a miserable hiss.
In the end, he shouted and broke his throat, and his entire body suddenly stomped on the ground, leaving only one head open. He was gray dead, there was no light in his eyes, and he could no longer die.
Under the moonlight, Qin Xuan stepped up slightly, looking at Mo Qinglian, who covered her mouth in front of the car in the distance, her face pale, and her eyes slightly frightened.
"It seems ... is a bit too much!" Qin Xuan shook his head and smiled, the fight of his body was extremely bloody, of course it was not as graceful and free as throwing a decisive bomb.
He looked at the dripping fist and the bloodied clothes, and sighed slightly, "I'll change my clothes again!"
He was about to step up, but his eyes were a little gloomy.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Mo Qinglian. A poisonous dagger lay in Mo Qinglian's throat, and the other palm had already covered Mo Qinglian tightly. Q.
Qin Xuan silently looked at the middle-aged man behind Mo Qinglian, with cool killing intent in his eyes.
"Hahaha, Master Qin, if you don't want this girl to die, you better listen to me obediently, otherwise, you should know the result."
The middle-aged man smiled crazily, his eyes showing anxiety, caution, and pride.
Qin Xuan faintly looked at the middle-aged man and smiled gently, "If I remember it well, you must be Hai Qing's grandmaster Yao Yue Yu Jun, right?"
"Yes, it's me, I've been troubling Master Qin to remember it!"