Chapter 641

Leng Wuhen saw that the sword was close to him, but he didn't dodge. The corner of his mouth curved, "whoosh!" In this way, the sword in everyone's surprised eyes across the cold traceless body.

Zhao Yunting couldn't bear to shout out, showing helplessness on her face. She didn't even understand why she didn't escape. She could escape. Why is this.

Jiashu and Jiaren's faces didn't change much. They knew very well that Leng Wuchen had his own intention in doing so, but they didn't know what it was for the time being.

But Wen Shi's face showed a dignified color, and a sweat flashed on his forehead. Wen Guang and Wen he, the two old men, did not understand why they had to use their bodies to resist when they could avoid it. Isn't that stupid?

However, Wenshi's expression was still dignified. Soon, others found that there was something wrong with Wenshi's face. With a puff, a mouthful of blood came out of Wenshi's mouth.

"No way! What's the matter with this? It's the other side who has been hit. Why did Wen Shi get hurt? " There was a sudden look on the faces of the two old men.

Even in addition to the parties simply did not know what just happened, Leng no trace shrugged his shoulders, light way: "this is your proud strength, really ridiculous ability."

Wen Shi said: "you've seen through all the ferocious expressions."

"Life is a gamble, and we are in a gamble all the time. No matter love or friendship, you can't control the development of events, and fighting is often the same, but it seems that I am right."

"In fact, since you don't easily use the tools in your hand, I feel that something is wrong. Maybe I can only say that I know a little bit about it. I think if I dodge, the injured person will be me!" Cold no trace that disapprove of the appearance, in the eyes of aragonite is so dazzling.

As soon as Leng Wuchen's words came out, it seemed that all the people present understood, and Wenhe finally understood why Wenshi always beat his opponent by surprise. So it was.

"I think that's the ability of your instrument spirit. It's really powerful, but unfortunately you met me. Forgive me for my erudition." Cold traceless words are undoubtedly spreading salt in each other's wounds.

"You're really smart, but even if you can see through it, it's not my ability." Aragonite wiped the residual blood at the corner of his mouth, staring at Leng Wuchen, and slowly opened his mouth.

"Of course, I know that a person with the strength of spirit soldiers is only spirit in a battle, and even ember gas is only auxiliary. But what's the matter? Don't underestimate me, or you will suffer a big loss!"

Leng Wuhen shrugs. In Zhao Yunting's eyes, Leng Wuhen is so charming that it can't be described with words. Leng Wuhen's self-confidence is fully interpreted by Leng Wuhen.

"Very good. I hope you'll be like this after you die. I admit that you're really irritating people. Even those who are not easy to get angry with me will be irritated by you." Wenshi almost roared out.

At this time, his robes burst one after another, and eight arms sprang out of aragonite's body, which seemed very strange, "die!" Wenshi gave a big drink, and his body disappeared in the original place strangely.

Leng Wuchen turns his mouth. He knows that this is the ability of spirit. It seems that the other party is really beginning to be serious. It's the best way to do this. His heart moves and his shadow flickers. The two people are moving very fast, and the two figures collide with each other from time to time. The amazing explosion sounds around the ground they have stepped on. It makes the surrounding air and dust fog, which is very soul stirring.

Eight arms are really troublesome, and the other side's speed is very fast. At this time, Wen Shi said in his heart, "this boy is a little strange, and seems to know my attack very well. Now I need your help."

However, a thick voice rang out in Wenshi's body, and the strange cry in his mouth said: "no problem, this boy is dead. Don't worry, the fit between you and me is far from what this boy can defeat."

Leng Wuchen doesn't know how to communicate with each other, but he knows that Wenshi must be communicating with lingpo, and the speed is much faster than before. It's nothing just like this, but the total of ten arms is really scary.

There is an old saying that two fists are hard to fight against four hands, but now it's ten hands. It's obvious that close combat is cold and traceless. Even if you have a dagger, you can't face so many fists. What's more, the opponent still has a sharp weapon in his hand. As long as he doesn't activate the weapon, he can't even be attacked.

With the continuous development of the battle, Leng Wuhen instantly cast a shadow attack and launched a fierce battle with Wen Shi's ten arms! Leng Wuchen has lost his advantage in speed, which really gives him a headache. After all, his way to win is fast and cunning.

Six black shadows are wrapped around the opponent's six arms, but it is extremely difficult to completely bind the main opponent's movement, "shadow, branch!"

Cold no trace changed the shadow to bind, but into a tadpole like size of black liquid, hoping to slow down the speed of each other, so their own advantages are obvious.Wenshi was surprised that the ghost in front of him was yingpo. He knew how difficult yingpo was. Originally, he just thought yingpo was ordinary, but now it doesn't seem so.

With the appearance of Leng Wuchen's shadow spirit, Zhao Yunting seems to have become numb. She just thinks that his spirit is actually shadow spirit, which seems to have some chicken ribs, but gradually accepted by people with the powerful use of Wu.

For example, in the hands of the strong, shadow spirit is the existence of super power, while in the hands of the weak, it is really chicken ribs. The so-called strong is not strong, but the understanding of shadow spirit has reached a new height.

But even so, it can't limit the opponent's movement speed. Leng wutrace's figure moves away quickly and quickly dodges the huge stones condensed from aragonite's fist. Almost all of the palms are congealed out of a huge rock, from a distance, it looks like ten huge fists.

Leng Wuhen holds his fist tightly and thinks about countermeasures constantly in his mind. This battle is definitely one of the most difficult and intractable battles Leng Wuhen has ever experienced! However, compared with Wu Heyan, it's still too easy. If Leng Wuchen is not the strength and means to suppress himself, I'm afraid it's very easy to kill the man in front of me.