The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 282

Yue Kunlun once taught Xia Qi that if it is a protracted battle, one must use the least amount of physical and spiritual power and skills to wear down the opponent and defeat the opponent. Leapfrogging challenges is not a dream.

Yu Jian moves, Xia Qi hides quickly!

Xiao Pian Dao missed a hit, and because of inertia, he rushed to Xia Qi's back and stopped. Then, with a gesture from the fat man, Xiao Pian Dao quickly turned around and continued to chase the enemy!

snort!too slow!
Not to mention the power of Fatty's small knife, this speed is really too slow!
However, if the fat man really had such little ability, how could he speak such wild words?

The boxy white fat man pouted his stomach and grinned happily: "Little girl, you hid well, try this again!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the little knife gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things.Xia Qi had an intuition that it was dangerous, and when he looked back, I'm going!The back is full of small knives "meteorite group" hanging in the air, ready to go.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first capture kings!
Kill the fat man first, no matter how powerful his spells are, no matter how many small knives he has!

Xia Qi's pupils turned into the most dangerous starburst shape, Yu Jian, the cold moon streamer lived up to the name of streamer, turned into a flash of streamer, Xia Qi moved coquettishly, appeared beside the dead fat man, with the heavy sword in his hand With strength, he chopped off the fat man's large and square head.

With a "poof", the fat man turned into a puddle of water!

kindness?be cheated!
The small blade "Meteor Swarm" that was suspended in the air before was activated, and it hit Xia Qi like a meteor shower.

It's close, it's close, it's just a few feet away!
Back, back, back!

"Liuguang" and "Meteor", the competition of speed, whoever is faster will win, and whoever will have the last laugh!
The distance was opening up little by little, the corner of Xia Qi's right mouth was raised little by little, and his eyes narrowed.

good chance!
There was a dense forest not far behind, and the cold moon flowed obliquely and rushed over. When it was about to reach the ground, Xia Qiyi stepped on the sword and turned at a right angle.

boom!
Boom!

Boom boom boom!
The dense forest was partially destroyed, but the remaining small piece of knife seems to be about two-thirds of the original.

Xia Qi frowned, do it again?
No!

Don't do things over and over again, Xia Qi quickly made a judgment, and the cold moon stream didn't stop, still rushing towards the sky in a slanting stab.

The fat man stood on the ground, tilted his head up, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you are much more durable than those Lingxiao sect people, unlike those few, if you trick them, you will be killed!"

what?
As members of the Lingxiao Sect, it doesn't matter how they make trouble at ordinary times, and the way to defend against the enemy is the way to pass on from generation to generation.

Today, when the fat man said that his subordinates had the lives of fellow disciples, Xia Qi became impatient, his anger exploded, and he ignored it, ignoring the six or seven thousand small knives chasing after him, Yu Jian rushed towards the fat man.

(End of this chapter)