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[112] Against Zao Wou-Ki

At this moment, Zhao Wuji began to move, took out a piece of incense and lit it, and inserted it into the periphery of the open space in a blink of an eye.

Instead of rushing towards Qian Bing and the others immediately, he squatted his legs and smashed his fists to the ground at the same time.

With a dull sound, the earth trembled violently, and a circle of yellow waves slapped towards the six people with the rhythm of the ground.

Xu Lei's response method is the most reckless. He is now strong in defense. Facing this range attack with a small power, he directly sinks his body, stabilizes the center of gravity, and then makes a move that is almost exactly the same as Zhao Wuji, and hits the ground with both fists.

In an instant, a dirt wall slightly wider than his body began to rise from the ground, but it had only grown halfway, and the dirt-yellow waves had already hit the unformed dirt wall.

After a stalemate for a while, the earthen wall was smashed. However, with this buffer, the power of the impact Xu Lei faced became even weaker. He then sat on the ground and directly blocked a small piece of earthy yellow wave with his body.

Qian Bing was originally planning to activate his superpower to drag Ning Rongrong, who had no power to protect himself, to the sky, and then he could dodge himself according to the situation.

It was seen that Xu Lei carried a small section of a very narrow safe area for them, and immediately grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist and led her to Xu Lei quickly, standing in a straight line with him.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were more casual. When the earth surged in front of him, they jumped high and easily avoided.

Zhu Zhuqing was the fastest, and Zhao Wuji's attack was launched, and she had already jumped to the side.

None of them slacked off because they avoided Zhao Wuji's first tentative attack.

Qian Bing raised his right hand, and three elf balls of martial souls flew out directly. Three red lights flashed, and a variety of monsters shaped like pink plasticine appeared in the open space, a pink cow's big milk jug, and a green fast dragon that looked particularly eye-catching.

However, the body of the ever-changing monster turned into a fast dragon in a flash, and the two fast dragons flapped their wings and rose into the air.

The big breast cans ran to the last place of several people.

They are now all old people with extremely rich combat experience and understand their division of labor very well. These simple combat moves do not require any money or soldier to command.

"All the varied monsters, fast dragons, it's impolite to come but not come. You work together to give Teacher Zhao a record of ice and fire."

Two fast dragons in the air circled, and flew to both sides of Zhao Wuji, one left and one right.

The fast dragon on the left opened its mouth and a ray of ice blue suddenly spurted downwards. The fast dragon on the right released its very special word explosion. For a moment, the air temperature changed drastically, which could be said to be half of the scorching heat and half of the cold.

Zhao Wuji instantly changed and realized that the power of the two attacks was not simple, and his expression changed drastically. He obviously did not expect that this year's freshman would be so fierce.

With a low growl, his body suddenly swelled, and his already terrifying muscles almost doubled. Even his height was raised by one meter in an instant, and his whole body became extremely majestic.

Seven circles of dazzling soul rings rose at the same time, two yellows, two purples, and three blacks. As Dai Mubai said, he was a soul saint-level powerful man who was like a fake one.

His movements did not stop there. His eyes were filled with cold light and his fists suddenly clenched. Among the seven soul rings on his body, the first yellow soul ring lit up instantly.

The dazzling golden light spread softly, and the flames and cold light within three meters of his body exploded into the surroundings.

The big-character explosion flame was broken into scattered flames as soon as it was formed, but the frozen beam was not completely interrupted by Zhao Wuji's first soul skill.

Although the fast dragon on the left flew backward for a short distance under the action of recoil force, it did not interrupt the energy output. The subsequent frozen light quickly filled the front and continued to shoot down towards the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji's expression changed again. He could no longer move the Ming Wang body to resist. When he was unable to do so, he glared at his feet and jumped to the side.

Seeing this, Qian Bing's eyes lit up and he immediately spoke:

"Use thunder!"

At the same time, his eyes were bright and generous, and Zhao Wuji suddenly felt that his body had been stagnant in the air for a short time.

But after such a short delay, a shaking lightning struck his body directly.

When the bang landed, Zhao Wuji felt his muscles tremble uncontrollably. With a sound of brown hair standing upright, his face turned completely dark.

However, although Zhao Wuji showed bad looks to Qian Bing at this moment and looked extremely fierce, his heart was filled with surprise and appreciation for Qian Bing.

"This kid is so powerful? He is only three ring soul master, but he can use unknown means to temporarily influence my actions.

Moreover, the power of the skills of the two dragon-shaped soul beasts is completely comparable to that of the Soul Sect-level powerhouses. It seems that I can't hold back too much this time."

Qian Bing used his superpowers to control Zhao Wuji. Although it was only a moment ago, the huge soul power gap between the two was also quite depleted.

Therefore, he did not mean to continue to show his intentions. When he saw that the attack was successful, he stepped back.

"Why are you still standing there and waiting for a beating? Run back!"

While Qian Bing pulled back, he saw Ning Rongrong looking at him blankly, and he drank her very straightforwardly.

Ning Rongrong was reminded by Qian Bing, and immediately reacted, followed his steps and ran to the rear of several people.

"Hey, which family are you from? You are so powerful! Are the two soul beasts in the sky transformed from your martial soul or your pet?"

Qian Bing didn't expect that Ning Rongrong was still intent on asking these questions at this time, but he still answered politely:

"They are my friends, let's concentrate on fighting first."

Ning Rongrong was not satisfied with Qian Bing's answer, and obviously wanted to ask something more, but at this time, Tang San and Xiao Wu had already started to attack.

Seeing that Qian Bing had focused entirely on the battlefield, Ning Rongrong finally swallowed the words he said back into his stomach.

"Xiaowu, go."

Tang San shouted softly, raised his hands in front of his chest and pushed forward.

Xiao Wu even didn't need to look with her eyes when she heard this. The two had already reached a complete tacit understanding for six years.

His body jumped up, his toes snatched on Tang San's palm. With the help of Tang San's pushing power, he suddenly shot towards the black-faced Zhao Wuji like an arrow.

Offense is the best defense, which is their usual philosophy when fighting.

Instead of being passively beaten and letting Zhao Wuji exert all his strength, it is better to use attack instead of defense, and perhaps delay more time.

Seeing that Qian Bing withdrew from the attack position at the right time, Zhao Wuji took back the thunder counterattack that he was originally going to launch.
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