Chapter 460: Wind Warrior, dead!
On the outskirts of several connected communities, thousands of Yunding warriors have formed a closed encirclement.
In the sky, several core members who can fly are taking care of the battlefield below.
Han Yinyin also knows that these people are the enemies of the country that her parents have always taught her to keep in mind.
The firebird she transformed into is very eye-catching in the night sky.
The fire of the Vermillion Bird is constantly spreading, burning the disheveled Japanese superpowers one by one.
But because of this, it attracted the attention of several fourth-level Japanese superpowers.
A sharp blade light shot out, and it was Shang Jingliang who was swept by the strong wind in the air.
"Yinyin, be careful!"
Zhu Bai glimpsed it from the corner of his eye, and the wind arrow shot out instantly.
He blocked the blade light in mid-air.
Yinyin was so scared that she flew away quickly. She is only at the peak of the third level now, and she lacks combat experience.
Even if she has the S-level transformation ability, she is too young.
In a battle, she is no match for someone like Shang Jingliang.
The fat man was also nearby. Seeing this, he broke the ground and rushed over.
"Don't bully the kid. I'll be your opponent!"
The fat man carried the sword on his shoulder and looked at Shang Jingliang in the air with a smile.
"Just right, let me try the sword on you!"
Shang Jingliang spoke Chinese, and he actually spoke well.
"Not bad, you can understand human language."
The fat man was slightly surprised, then laughed, and with a flick of the sword, he picked up a piece of gravel on the ground and shot it towards Shang Jingliang in the air.
The blade flashed and split the gravel in half.
Shang Jingliang didn't waste any words and pounced directly from the air.
Even though he had the power of wind, he still preferred close combat after practicing Japanese kendo for many years.
The fat man's eyes lit up, pulled down the mask of the meteorite gold armor, and met it with both hands holding the sword.
The huge force directly split the oncoming wind blade.
Shang Jingliang's eyes condensed, and the samurai sword in his hand slashed quickly.
Several wind blades came again. The fat man shouted and exerted force on his feet, and rushed forward directly.
On the other side, Zhu Bai was about to help the fat man.
But he saw a flash of arrow light, aiming directly at Han Yinyin who was flying far away.
"Arrow..."
The wind arrow flashed and dispersed the arrow light again.
Zhu Bai shifted his gaze and found a woman in black on the rooftop in the distance, bending her bow and drawing an arrow.
The other party seemed to have seen her arrow light being shot down.
The two of them immediately met eyes.
At the same time, they bent their bows and drew arrows again.
The two arrows bombarded each other in the air, but the speed of Zhu Bai's wind arrow did not decrease at all, and shot directly to the rooftop.
"Yinyin, go find Sister Rong Lan!"
Wang Mingyang noticed the situation here from a distance, and the space transfer was activated, sending Han Yinyin directly to Rong Lan's side.
There are already two fourth-level people here, and they have the ability to attack from a distance.
For Han Yinyin, the threat is too great.
Below, the fat man rushed out from the dust and smoke that was rolled up by a gust of wind.
His speed suddenly increased, and he rushed directly in front of Shang Jingliang who fell to the ground.
The effect of the speed orchid was immediately revealed, which caught Shang Jingliang off guard.
The wind was entangled under his feet, and his figure quickly retreated.
The fat man's simple and unpretentious knife slashed directly on the ground.
The heavy meteorite gold Mo Dao, coupled with the fat man's huge force, blasted a big hole in the ground.
This power made Shang Jingliang's pupils shrink suddenly.
Just now, he felt that the sound of the wind brought by the Mo Dao was a little wrong, and chose to temporarily avoid the edge.
Unexpectedly, the power of this attack was so strong!
In an instant, his figure became more and more erratic.
The wind power, coupled with his agility trained by years of sword practice, quickly opened the distance with the thin figure in front of him.
The corners of the fat man's mouth under the mask were slightly raised, and he rushed forward again.
Several deep knife marks appeared on the dark gold armor.
This was the result of withstanding those wind blades just now.
Shang Jingliang's fourth-level strength, coupled with the sharp blade, was enough to break through the defense of the meteorite armor.
The two fought, and there were roars and smoke.
Zhu Bai stood on the rooftop, motionless and shooting arrows at the distance.
The black-clothed Japanese woman opposite was sweating profusely at this moment, and kept jumping on the rooftop.
Her arrows were not afraid of any threat to Zhu Bai.
And each of Zhu Bai's wind arrows shocked her mind.
In just a dozen seconds, the rooftop where she was was riddled with holes.
The tiny wind blades tore the building apart, forcing her to move.
Knowing that she was no match for the enemy, the Japanese woman fired several energy arrows in succession.
She turned over and wanted to jump to the back of the building.
Zhu Bai snorted coldly and moved slightly.
Three meteorite arrows were put on the bowstring at the same time, and they flashed away.
Consecutive arrows!
The sudden gap in the attack made the black-clothed Japanese woman happy, and she turned over and jumped off the rooftop.
An arrow narrowly passed over her head, and the strong wind it brought shaved off her hair.
As her figure fell, the black-clothed Japanese woman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But the next second, her expression suddenly froze.
A chill passed through her chest and through the holes in the building.
She only saw a few of her energy arrows disappearing by the body of the archer on the opposite side.
And the handsome boy's eyes revealed a strong contempt.
Then, another arrow appeared and nailed her directly to another building.
"Waste..."
On the rooftop in the distance, Zhu Bai shook his head speechlessly.
To kill the fourth-level black-clothed Japanese woman opposite, he actually used three meteorite-gold arrows.
Thinking that after the battle was over, he would still have to work hard to retrieve the fallen gold arrows.
The corners of Zhu Bai's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
If he had known that the other party was such a bad guy, he wouldn't have used meteorite arrows.
That was an arrowhead made of Tianwai Meteor Gold. What a pity it was wasted.
Moving his eyes downward, Zhu Bai looked at the fat man's battle below.
At this moment, Fatty was having a hand-to-hand fight with Ryo Ueijing.
Blessed by wind power, Ryo Ueijing's figure was erratic, even pulling out phantoms.
The fat man stood on the spot, dodging left and right from time to time, and the Mo Dao in his hand blasted out big craters.
The body was covered with knife marks, and traces of blood spilled out.
With his defense, it was just a flesh wound.
But the fat man pretended to be seriously injured and panted heavily from time to time.
Even though he had already eaten three Shensu Orchids, in terms of speed, he was still a step behind Ueijing Ryo.
Ryo Ueijing was suppressing the fat man with his agility, but he was very anxious in his heart.
After fighting for a minute, he still couldn't defeat the powerful warrior in front of him.
And his teammate, the fourth-level Japanese Japanese girl in black, seems to have been defeated.
The archers on the opposite side can provide support at any time.
When the time comes, it is very likely that he will die!
"Strike of the Wind!"
Ryo Ueijing gritted his teeth and suddenly stopped thirty meters away from the fat man, assuming a thrusting posture.
The fierce wind swept away the smoke and dust, hiding his figure.
The next moment, a samurai sword wrapped with azure energy spikes burst through the smoke and dust directly in front of the fat man.
"Hey!"
The fat man laughed ferociously and did not dodge. He clenched the Mo Dao with both hands and slashed hard.
In the flash of lightning, Ryo Ueijing, who was holding the samurai sword tightly, avoided the fat man's powerful and heavy blow on one side of his body.
And the samurai sword in his hand pierced the fat man's heart with a whoosh, until the hilt was gone.
The violent, fine blades of wind raged through the fat man's chest, cutting his flesh and blood.
"I won!"
Ryo Ueijing held the knife in both hands, bowed slightly, and whispered close to the fat man.
His tone was filled with contentment.
"Little devil, you think too much..."
The fat man's slightly drooped head slowly raised, accompanied by his joking words.
A ferocious tiger claw with a metallic luster penetrated Ryo Uye's chest directly.
"Well……"
Ryo Ueijing looked at his chest in disbelief. The white-haired tiger claw was crushing his heart.
The fat man spat disdainfully, grabbed Ryo Uye's hand, and slowly pulled out the katana.
"If you hadn't been a bit slippery, I wouldn't have bothered to play any cruel tricks with you."
Under Ryo Shangjing's dull gaze, the blood hole in the fat man's chest healed quickly.
Mo Dao slashed horizontally, his head flying high.
The last scene in Ryo Ueijing's sight was the endless sarcasm on the fat man's lips.
——Maybe I really shouldn’t come.
The fourth level gale warrior, Kamijing Ryo, died!
