"We have no grievances or grudges." "Why are you targeting me like this?" Zhang Quan's voice was hoarse, like a trapped animal still fighting. Facing this kind of opponent who can kill with one blow, but also knows how to tell stories, Yi Jue did not dare to be careless at all, and could only rely on his own intuition and his melee combat skills to deal with it. Therefore, not only did he not reply to him, he also bowed slightly and stared directly at Zhang Quan. It was difficult for Yi Jue to move, but there was another one who could. Qin Ruoshuang naturally knew what to do at this time. After getting rid of the flying knife, she played on the flute. A wave of air flew straight towards Zhang Quan, and at this moment, a streak of yellow sand also attacked Zhang Quan. Zhang Quan's whole skill lies in flying knives, so he naturally has a defensive weapon, which is a set of powerful robes. Apart from that, there is nothing outside the body. Only with such concentration can one be able to practice such a flying knife and have such lethality. If the target of these two flying knives just now was Qin Ruoshuang, Qin Ruoshuang might have died on the spot without noticing.
It can only be said that such a monk has advantages and disadvantages, but it is far from time to relax now. After all, Yi Jue and Zhang both know that two flying knives are definitely not his limit. Even according to the rules, the latter flying knife is stronger than the previous flying knife. There is no doubt about this. At this time, Zhang Quan didn't want to use the knife directly, because he knew that the flying knife at this time could not kill Yi Jue, but the chance was not on his side. The two attacks hit him, leaving him helpless. Although Yi Jue could no longer control the Bloody Light Needle, it was still a hidden danger in his body. Everything happened too suddenly, and the weirdness of the Bloody Light Needle was beyond his control. Imagine. Zhang Quan didn't even dodge as the two attacks came, they landed directly on him. His face turned pale and the light in his eyes became even dimmer. This kind of flying knife relies on his spiritual will, which is why he can only send out three knives now. Some nerve-wracking knife-throwing stunts. But Zhang Quan also knew that there was not much time left. The longer it goes on, the worse his condition will be. Sooner or later there will come a time when he will be unable to deliver this blow. The opportunity to fight is right in front of you. The second flying knife flew towards Yi Jue and was easily stopped by Yi Jue's Yinfeng Blade. The first flying knife was stopped by Qin Ruoshuang's flute. The sword flashed, and the last sword was already shot. There are no signs. The speed of the last knife is no longer just as fast as the stars and the moon in the traditional sense. It is fast and fleeting, and it also has a little bit of soul locking in it. When the sword was about to be sent out, Yi Jue had already felt it. He couldn't dodge the sword. Not only was he unable to dodge, he also had no way to avoid it. This was a sure blow. However, Yi Jue knew that there was no so-called sure hit, it was just that Yi Jue couldn't break away from this sword with the current strength of his consciousness. However, although he couldn't break away, it didn't mean that Yi Jue couldn't be weakened. The reason why the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners have not been used is not because the environment here is inappropriate, but simply because Yi Jue plans to save it. In such a narrow encounter, if you are not sure of leaving the opponent behind from the beginning, it is best to keep some trump cards. Create a chance for yourself to win with one hit or a means to reverse the situation.
Obviously, the opportunity has arrived now. A flying knife as thin as cicada wings flew out from Zhang Quan's hand. This knife was silent, as if it isolated the space and melted the sound. With a subtle click, this knife had already broken through the aura wall of the thick earth flag. , and the next step is only a short distance away from Yi Jue. It is even said that Zhang Quan saw that the sword was successfully issued and pierced Yi Jue's defense with lightning speed. The expression on his pale face was no longer so ugly. It was a kind of yearning for life, that It's a look that bursts with hope. And then, one after another, the thin and faint blood light needles pierced the flying knife with the tip of the needle facing the wheat light. The speed of the flying knife was very fast, but the speed of the blood light seemed to be faster. Come on, this is actually an illusion. The real reason is that the blood glow is all around Yi Jue. When not moving, Yi Jue hid the fluctuations. Coupled with the constant invasion of wind and sand, it was easy to ignore these small needles. But when these blood-glow needles moved, the blood-red color was particularly eye-catching, leaving behind red tracks that hit the flying knives from all directions. It looked like a particularly beautiful scene, but it made Zhang Quan feel gloomy. And that's not all. Yi Jue moved his hands, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags in front of him started to move. One after another, the fierce ghosts flew out of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, standing between the flying knife and Yi Jue. Within a short distance, there was the constant collision of hundreds of blood needles and the obstruction and weakening of thousands of fierce ghosts. The time is short and the effect is powerful. Two Yin Wind Blades struck the flying knife one after another. At this moment, Yi Jue's arm shook, and both Yin Wind Blades were destroyed. It also blocked all the aftermath of the flying knife. Of course, this knife was not so easy to catch. After the Yinfeng Blade shattered directly, the flying knife still flew towards Yi Jue. Even if Yi Jue followed the force of the flying knife, he flew towards it. Turning over, the flying knife still turned and flew downward towards Yi Jue. At the critical moment, the Blood Drinking Cloak moved Yi Jueshengsheng three feet to the side, and then the continuous attacks of the Bloody Light Needle stopped the knife. At the same time, Qin Ruoshuang was naturally not idle watching Yi Jue being attacked. She activated a magic weapon, and the strings in her hand rippled. The guqin in her hand also revealed a vigorous aura, and then a huge sound wave was emitted from the strings, a huge sound visible to the naked eye. The sonic blade slashed out. The power of this sword is mediocre, and it doesn't look amazing. But Zhang Quan, who was hit by this sword, understood that this attack was already the limit of what the foundation-building monk could activate. What's more, his body was already riddled with holes, and his hope of survival had been wiped out. However, he endured this blow forcefully, and what was left was unquestionable death. The yellow sand continued to erode, and when the next yellow sand attack hit him directly, Zhang Quan's whole body was shattered directly along with the yellow sand attack. The sound wave's attack was a shock, and his whole body had been shattered into pieces of minced meat. Gone with the wind. Yi Jue could only put away all his belongings and walked in the previous direction according to the direction of the magic weapon pointing to the needle. He had just attacked and killed Zhang Quan and had not taken a few steps when he saw a white light. It was white light, in the shape of an arc, not far ahead. The two looked at each other, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then rushed towards the direction of the white light. (End of chapter)