The steel crowbar made a dull sound, and countless black stick shadows hovered up, turning into a translucent black wall beside Qiao.

Thin sword lights were like flowing water, eroding the wall and impacting the wall, penetrated the wall through the extremely thin gap, and then left more than an inch of wounds on Qiao's body.

Joe danced the crowbar with great force, and occasionally the heavy crowbar would collide with Meles's stabbing sword.

Myers was like the wind, and the stinging sword in his hand was like a dragonfly sifting through the crowbar, swaying lightly on the crowbar. With Joe's powerful force, the sound made when he collided with the stinging sword was like snow falling into the river, which was extremely light.

"Joe, no matter how you escaped... you can die." Myers' erratic voice came from all directions. His speed was getting faster and faster, and the frequency of attacks became higher and higher. In just one sentence, more than a dozen wounds were added to Qiao's body.

Qiao held the crowbar tightly with both hands. He swung the crowbar quickly, and the palms and the crowbar rubbed violently, and the sweat in his palm turned into white water vapor and rose. His eyes turned red. Under the control of his inexplicable combat instinct, the crowbar kept thrusting, slashing, slashing, and smashing around.

Myers was so fast that Joe couldn't see him at all.

At Meles' speed, he could easily leave thousands of wounds on Joe's body in one breath.

However, Qiao's amazing combat instinct made his crowbar roll around his body like a poisonous snake, and from time to time he made a trick that threatened Meles, forcing Meles to retreat and dodge.

The evil wind caused by the crowbar made Meles dare not touch it easily. He could only wander around Qiao, leaving with one strike of the sword in his hand, and suppressing Qiao completely with speed.

The sword and crowbar were constantly hitting each other. The sword skills used by Mels were extremely exquisite. He used extremely exquisite force-release skills. Even so, after hundreds of impacts, Mels' shoulders, elbows, wrists, and every knuckle of the five fingers of his right hand were shocked and painful.

It was as if countless fine needles were pricked in the joints, and gradually the strength of Wells' sword was reduced a little.

With two "puff" sounds, Mels left two wounds on Joe's back. Joe swept across with a stick with his back. Mels scolded, pointed his right hand and gently knocked the sword on the crowbar. His body seemed to be a phantom without weight. With the force of this knock, he floated back more than ten feet, and then turned into a shadow and pounced on him again.

With such a light knock, a slight joint movement came from Meers' right shoulder.

A stinging stinging sensation that was indescribable, and Meles took a breath in horror. His shoulder was actually damaged by the force on the crowbar. He could even feel the stagnation of the periosteum being squeezed and the joints rubbed against each other.

Myers was a little stunned.

In the Kumquat neighborhood, he could knock Qiao to more than a hundred feet with one punch. When he hijacked Qiao, he could feel Qiao's power. He was just a rookie who had just opened up a sea of ​​power and had thousands of pounds of brute force.

But now, Joe has terrifying power.

Myers did not follow the power route, he pursued the ultimate speed, and he had the power of the "wind". After he completed the training of the sea of ​​strength, he had only seven or eight thousand pounds of power.

Even today, after the three seas were fully opened and the seven veins were connected, Mels' physical strength was less than 10,000 pounds.

The brute force that Qiao possesses is much stronger than the elite sea warriors trained by the barbarian tribe on the northern ice field that Meiers had seen before.

What happened during the little time when Meles tortured Yanan?

Mels cursed wildly, and in Qiao's crimson vision, his spiritual sea and energy sea suddenly compressed, and the seven rays of light in his body suddenly burst out with bright blue light.

A harsh clanging sound came from the stinging sword in Meers' hand. The thin stinging sword more than three feet long suddenly burst out with a blue light. Countless fine green winds wrapped around the stinging sword. The stinging sword was shaking. With the harsh tearing sound, a large piece of green air flow sprayed out from the sword's edge and turned into a wind sword more than ten feet long to stab Qiao's back heart.

"The country bumpkins in Tulum Port, see the real knight skills!" Meiers laughed wildly.

Qiao turned around, waved the crowbar with both hands, sweating all over his body, and threw all his strength at the wind sword that was stabbing.

The fine steel crowbar, as thick as an arm, bent a small curve in Qiao's hand. The crowbar stirred the air and made a loud noise like a roar of a giant cannon. The head of the stick even made a circle of white air explosions the size of a basin in the air.

'boom'!

The young and old members of Yanan exclaimed in unison, and a rush swept across the ground, rolling them up and flying dozens of feet backwards.

Qiao's hands were painful, the skin in his palms was cracked, and blood kept flowing down his wrists.

His sleeves exploded into countless rags and flew around with the wind. On his big white arms, his snow-white and pink skin was torn apart, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, dripping onto the ground.

The fine steel crowbar has turned into hundreds of pieces of broken copper and iron, like fallen leaves in the wind, flying around with the rushing wildly, hitting the surrounding walls with a "drag" and several pieces hit the skeleton of the long whale in the middle of the yard, smashing the skeleton to pieces.

Myers' face turned slightly pale, and the stabbing sword in his hand was violently shaking. The blue wind sword that was more than ten feet long was only five or six feet long. Extremely thin streaming winds were spinning rapidly around the stabbing sword, constantly making a harsh roar of wind.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao like a wolf.

"A little rookie who just opened up the sea of ​​power can actually take over my knight skills!" Mels shouted loudly: "If you were born into a Teutonic noble, you will definitely become a genius that the empire focuses on training."

"Grieved" a few times, and Meles gritted his teeth and sneered: "But, you are actually a little Junker... For the sake of Teutonic, I don't allow monsters like you to survive."

With a strange roar, Meles' body turned into a shadow, slid forward, and stabbed Joe's heart with a sword.

Qiao's arms were painful, his entire upper body was paralyzed and sore, and he had no ability to move for a moment. He could only watch the sword stabbed over, stabbing his fatal key point little by little.

In the crimson vision, scarlet evil spirits continued to spew out from Meers.

Perhaps because of his extraordinary strength, Meles was like an active crater. The scarlet evil aura ejected from him was extremely strong and spread very fast. In just a few breaths, it had already covered the entire fish-cutting yard.

Qiao was breathing heavily, and these scarlet evil spirits continued to surge towards Qiao.

The wounds on Qiao's arm were squirming, and some small wounds had been completely healed magically. The paralysis and soreness in his body were rapidly fading away, and his strength was constantly recovering. In Qiao's vision, the speed of the sword stabbing towards Meiers was getting slower and slower.

Qiao could clearly see the angle of this sword, see the rotational trajectory of the thin green wind wrapped around the sword, and calculate where the sword would pierce into his body, how many muscles would be cut into his heart, from which angle would pierce into his heart, how many blood vessels would be cut, how much damage would be caused to him.

He even saw for the first time that Mails was moving, his head, his chest, his hands, his legs, his feet, how he stepped out of every step, how his arms were moving, and how the muscles on his body were contoured.

Myers' flaws in every move, weaknesses in every move, and shortcomings in every move...

At a glance.

Joe even had confidence that as long as his speed could keep up with Meles, he could kill Meles with one blow, even if he had bare hands.

His Adam's apple, his heart, his liver, his back and kidneys... and his fragile neck bones!

If Joe's speed can keep up with Meles, it's no more difficult to kill him with bare hands than an experienced chef who kills a small pigeon!

Qiao tried his best to move his body!

But he was completely unable to move... His body could not keep up with his sight and his thinking speed at all.

The sword tip approached little by little, and Qiao could even see the tiny ripples of air in front of the Qingfeng Sword.

He even wanted to tell Meles that the angle of his sword was deviated by 1.35 degrees.

If Meles could modify his sword angle and power according to Joe's opinion, his sword would be 30% faster.

Terrible combat intuition, terrifying combat instinct.

In Qiao's pupils, the three-round hexagram magic circle was spinning like a windmill in a hurricane. Myers' every move was thoroughly analyzed by him, and countless ways of coping came out in his mind.

However, his body could not keep up with this combat intuition and could not keep up with this combat instinct.

Can't move!

I can't move at all!

The speed of thinking was so fast that Joe felt that Mels' sword came so slowly. In a short moment, it seemed that after a whole day and night, he watched the sword approach him one by one.

A tall and thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiao.

The same sharp and thin sword more than three feet long made a rapid "hissing" sound. Thousands of thin silver lights rolled up a harsh sound of wind, like a storm, shattering Mels's wind sword, forcing Mels back, and then turned into an extremely thin silver halo, pricking Mels straight, covering his entire upper body in the silver rain of light.

Meles exclaimed, cursed, and then retreated back with full speed.

A hoarse and obscure, full of evil aura sounded in the room. He quickly recited several obscure syllables, and the entire room seemed to shake with his chanting.

"Your skin!" A voice filled with evil suddenly screamed and roared loudly.
Chapter completed!