Chapter 620

Yi Heng can guess his dilemma at this time.

A sword move with great power is purely a competition of magic power. His magic power is a little less than the opponent's, and his speed is slow, and he will be blocked by the opponent's grid.

At this time, the agile and sharp sword moves seem to be less powerful and hard to hurt the opponent.

At the moment, I also thought to myself, if I changed myself to Qin Shengtian, how should I fight?

However, the magic used by the fire family friars can avoid flying swords. I don't know why.

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw Qin Shengtian's eyes brightened, and he could not help but look at the monk of the fire clan.

I saw that the fire family monk's red face showed a faint pale, and his heart couldn't help being overjoyed.

It turns out that although the method of avoiding flying swords is powerful, it is not unlimited. Judging from his face, the opponent is not easy.

Hearing Qin Shengtian laugh, he said: "ha ha, it's just like this. I'm not dead yet."

As soon as the words came out, the monks' faces at the bottom showed their joy.

Most of them were monks in the yuan infant period. Although there was a slight gap in strength between them, it was natural to see that Qin Shengtian always had the upper hand when they were fighting each other.

If he can take advantage of this time, display the powerful sword move magic, beat that person in one fell swoop, people will be very happy.

"Dead? It's not sure who will die! "

"Xun, Xun, Xun, Xun..."

"Leave, leave, leave, leave..."

The two magic weapons, one sword, one hook and one touch, were separated. They returned 20 Zhang after each other. They sacrificed the eight trigrams plate with their left hand, and at the same time exerted their magic arts with all their strength.

Yi Heng, like everyone else, has a look of expectation in his eyes.

However, he was different from the others. People hoped Qin Shengtian would win the battle, but he wanted to end the fight as soon as possible. It doesn't matter who wins or loses.

The deer opened a channel and sent it back to earth.

How much to look forward to is much more important than who wins and who loses, he thought.

However, countless Xun characters appeared in his eyes, and they were constantly integrated into the flying sword. The flying sword whirled around Qin Shengtian, and it was divided into two parts and four parts. After a while, the flying sword was flying all over the sky.

And the fire family monk's body is separated from the word fusion, the flame seems to be bigger and bigger, burning the void constantly shaking, people feel suffocating.

Thousands of flying swords were flying around Qin Shengtian, but suddenly his body was shaking. It seemed that his whole body's magic power had been used at this time, and he could not even retain his power to resist the sky.

Qin Shengtian's body was shaking. He didn't dare to wait any more. He immediately roared, "ten thousand swords will be sent at once, and all will be invincible. It will be very fast!" At the same time, his hands suddenly waved towards the huge flame.

"Separate yourself from the fire and burn the sky and the earth!"

The fire family monk had to leave the word fusion, and at this time he had become a body of four or five feet in size.

At this time, with the same roar, the whole body "boom" exploded, turned into thousands of flames, and shot at Qin Shengtian through thousands of flying swords.

At this time, the crowd seemed unable to breathe. They clenched their fists and looked tense and dignified.

At the end of the day, you still have to spell spell and mana.

Such a big move, almost no draw, once unable to resist, light serious injury, serious death.

Yi Heng's heart is like a big stone, listening to the flying sword and the flame constantly collide and disappear, his eyes also show dignified color.

Although he is willing to see who is dead and who is alive, how should he deal with it if he is replaced by himself?

"Bang, Bang..."

The light of firelight sword burst in people's eyes, which made people's eyes tingle, but they didn't dare to close it. They opened their eyes and stared at the two people who were casting magic in the light of fire light sword.

Qin Shengtian wiped with his left hand, and a handful of pills were suddenly stuffed into the import. A trace of ruddy flashed over his face, and his hands were pinched fiercely.

The word Xun appeared constantly, and was constantly blessed on the flying sword. The three foot long flying sword was consumed and replenished, and the flame was chopped to pieces.

There are thousands of incarnations of the fire family monks. They don't know where the body is. They just feel that they are extremely hot and dry. They don't know whether it is because of the heat of the fire or because of their inner restlessness.

Qin Shengtian didn't dare to stay in the same place. His hair was burnt, his Taoist clothes were damaged, but his face and body were wet. He was in a state of confusion. He controlled the flying sword and shuttled in the fierce fire.

Can't find the fire family monk body, all attacks are invalid.

He roared angrily: "if the sword moves of law enforcement hall are just like this, they are not worthy of the name of law enforcement hall. The net of sky sword is careless but not missed. Now it is!"

The blue veins on his forehead sprang up, and his hands pinched rapidly, as if to cramp. In the eyes of the public, only the phantom of ten fingers could be seen.

All the flying swords suddenly gathered and formed into a 40-50-zhang sword net. Go to all the flame shields in front of you!

"Sword array?" Yi Heng breathed a low voice in his heart, and heard the monks around him slowly relax. It seemed that once the sword array came out, he could rest assured.

In front of him, monk Jiang's waist suddenly straightened up and nodded slightly towards the sky."Whoosh, whoosh..."

The sword net with the sound of howling toward all the flame covers, all the covered flame, in the continuous rotation of the cutting sword, is cut into a little spark, dissipated in the air.

"Carelessness without omission, it is really careless without omission!" Yi Heng secretly exclaimed in his heart, how could it be easy to form an array?

At this time, he also knew that no matter what kind of flame the monk of the fire family was, he could not escape the power of this Skynet.

Sure enough, the fire gradually reduced, from ten thousand to thousands, and then to hundreds. If the fire family monk had no magic tricks, he would surely die.

"Give up! Stop it

"Ha ha, it's too late. Don't you want to see blood? The corpse will be seen today From the flames of two or three hundred flying in the net of swords, a cry came out.

But although the cry was a confession of defeat, there was no appeal. Instead, it was like an order, which made people feel very harsh.

Qin Shengtian naturally felt the most harsh. With a sharp smile and swallowing a handful of pills, he was bound to extinguish all the flames in the sword net.

"Dare you? Don't bring disaster to the people

"Can you still see it?"

Red face has been deformed, in the eyes showed desperate to kill the cruel color.

The space for the flame to dance is smaller and smaller, and the number is also less and less.

Yi Heng sees the power of this move of the fire family monk again. It seems that he can constantly shuttle through the fire, just like every flame is a double. If you don't kill the last group, you can't hurt him.

But the net of Heavenly Sword has been formed, which is sparse, but will never be missed.

He sighed secretly, the fire family friar was killed, then the deer opened the channel and did not know when to postpone.

"Ha ha, that's all. Why be serious?"

At this time, the shadow on the attic flashed, and a body suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it turned into a cloud of Yin wind and shot away at Qin Shengtian in the air.

"Stay!"

"Jiang Daoyou, let them solve the problem by themselves."

"Bang ~"

"bang!"

In the flash of lightning and fire, Qin Shengtian has fallen from the air and hit the ground hard with his mouth full of blood.

The old man with the surname Jiang and elder Lei in the attic are in the same situation.

And a dark shadow in the air followed Qin Shengtian's figure, but it was like a feather, falling on his side without a sound. The whole person shrank in the black clothes, as if enjoying his blood spurting.

Yi Heng's heart sank slightly. The ghost clan in black is the real master.

"Elder martial brother Qin..." Qin Shengtian, as a defeated family, has not many monks who can come here with him, but they have not reflected from the scene that they are about to win, Qin Shengtian has fallen to the ground.

Zhuge is the only one who cares about not the victory but the life and death of Qin Shengtian.

Therefore, seeing him fall to the ground, anxious, he took the lead to cry out, and rushed to him.

Yi Heng's eyes are looking at the black Guizu, holding out his hand, Zhuge matchless has already rushed out of the crowd.

Twenty Zhang away, the ghost crouched on the ground, and a gloomy and terrifying breath came out.

Seeing Zhuge Wushuang rushing there, he was afraid of any danger. As soon as he bit his teeth, he rushed out of the crowd and followed her.

At this time, even if it is not to deal with the grasp of the ghost, also dare not hesitate.

The whole body retracts the ghost clan in black, perceiving Zhuge's matchless flight, suddenly turns back, lifts the black clothes hat, and roars: "vomit..."

"Ah ~"

Zhuge matchless seemed to be greatly frightened and yelled. He could not stop his body and still rushed forward.

Yi Heng listens to her scream, and is not good at heart. Looking up, he is also shocked.