Chapter 125: A man who is single-handed, a windy man

A scene that made the great sword master feel terrified.

The man who could not avoid suddenly raised his head, with a hideous smile on his face, stretched out one hand and grabbed his weapon straight.

Copperfield was just stunned for a moment, then shouted loudly, increasing his strength even more.

The great sword master believed that even if the person in front of him was really a sword saint, he would not be able to catch his giant sword with his palm. What's more, he did not feel any traces of fighting spirit or magic from this man.

It's getting closer, closer! The opponent's calm expression made Copperfield feel uncomfortable and weird.

Just as the huge machete full of violent fighting spirit came into contact with Qin Jian's big hand, Qin Jian gathered all the energy in his body into his hands.

With a clang, it was like metal intersecting. When the huge machete touched Qin Jian's big hand, Copperfield suddenly realized that the strength of the palm was far beyond his expectations.

The machete and Qin Jian's big hand were shaking at the same time, and they screamed in tragedy.

In horror, the great swordsman used his strength to support Qin Jian's hand with a machete, and turned back with this force.

Qin Jian's movements were still a little late. While the huge force came from his hand, he wanted to grab his opponent's weapon in his hand, but after he really held it tightly, he found that his opponent was already more than ten yards away.

Frowning, Qin Jian discovered the difference between him and the great sword master in front of him!

That is the difference in skills! Since coming to this world, Qin Jian has never received orthodox combat skills education. Some of the jumping clowns I met before have overwhelmed the other party with their own speed and strength, such as the seven mercenaries just now.

But when you are truly facing a cunning and powerful opponent, Qin Jian's brute force and speed will not exert much advantage, unless you have much stronger power and speed than the opponent.

Shaking his big hand, a wisp of blood flowed down from the gaps in his fingers. Qin Jian still felt his arms were paralyzed until now.

The great sword master is indeed a great sword master! His strength is incomparable to the minions just now.

"Master, please allow me to deal with him!" Ayi Lian was angry.

Qin Jian had three wounds on his body, two on his chest, and one on his hands, either deep or shallow, but blood was shed. And all of them were caused by saving Ayi Lian, which made the beautiful magician feel sweet and distressed.

The strength of the great magician is the same as that of the great sword master. In addition, Ayi Lian's magic is the most powerful thunder-type magic. As long as Qin Jian rushes around and does not allow the great sword master to come in close proximity, Ayi Lian is very sure to kill this person.

"You don't need to interfere in a fight, just watch it obediently." Qin Jian smiled at Ayi Lian. The thunder magician pursed his lips and said nothing in the end.

Copperfield stared at Qin Jian tightly and looked at Ayi Lian. Unlike those idiots, Copperfield knew that this beautiful woman had strong strength, which was completely intuition, the intuition of a master. Moreover, the moment she was angry just now, she had already revealed a palpitations of elemental aura. Copperfield had not concluded until now that this was at least a high-level magician. When he heard Qin Jian say this, he was naturally full of joy.

"You are a respectable opponent!" Copperfield pulled the huge machete, "In order to show respect for you, I will not target that woman in the next battle."

"Haha." Qin Jian shook his arms again, and the paralysis on his arm had been completely eliminated. The reputation of Dou Qi left a deep impression on Qin Jian in the previous attack. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Great Sword Master. But if you say this because you were afraid that the two of us would attack you together, then there is no need. The man said nothing false."

Copperfield's face did not change, and he did not make any noise about Qin Jian's words.

The Great Sword Master was insincere about what he said just now. The killing field is the battlefield. Facing an enemy of unknown origin, pity for the fragrance and jade will only make him die.

If possible, Copperfield will target the woman, release her fighting spirit, and consume the man's strength again and again, and then take him down when it is almost done.

However, the two actions just now made Copperfield confirm that the woman was not a good guy. If she did that, it would be very likely that the woman would also take action, and she would be in a difficult life by then. It would be better to fight with this man alone first.

"If we hadn't stood on a different standpoint, we could be friends." Copperfield said in his eyes, looking at Qin Jian's eyes. The man gave him a strange feeling. His body trembled like that after killing someone, but in a blink of an eye he was integrated into this bloody battle. Copperfield remembered it very clearly that after he killed someone for the first time, he had not left the house for a whole month.

Some people are destined to be born for killing!

"Stop talking nonsense, I want to go in, and I will step in your body!" Qin Jian turned the front of Salou in his hand, licking his lips bloodthirsty.

"Try it." After Copperfield said this, he had already appeared behind Qin Jian with a gust of wind.

Very fast! Qin Jian's face darkened, his feet moved, and a afterimage disappeared from the spot.

Copperfield's huge machete directly swept through the afterimage of Qin Jian, cutting the extremely real figure into two pieces.

Ayi Lian exclaimed, her whole body was cold. Her eyesight could not keep up with the speed of the two of them as fast as the wind. At that moment just now, she thought Qin Jian was really cut in half.

But the next moment, the figure in front of Copperfield dissipated strangely, and the great swordsman clearly felt a cold feeling behind him.

It was too late to hide, so Copperfield could only use the fighting spirit in his body and lift the machete backwards.

"Clang" the crisp sound and friction of metal intersecting, Copperfield turned around, shouted loudly, and another sword energy slashed forward fiercely.

Qin Jian quickly retreated back, avoiding the invincible sword energy, stood still, and looked at the great sword master in front of him with a smile.

Copperfield felt a chilly wind blowing through his backbone, making him unable to help but have a cold war.

Tick... Tick... drops of blood dripped from Copperfield's back. Although the sound was very clear, Copperfield knew that he was injured.

All the fight happened between lightning and flint. The two moved twice, but Copperfield felt like he was wandering around the gate of the underworld.

His own fighting spirit is wind-based, so it is natural to have such a fast speed, but what about the man opposite? He has no fighting spirit, only a strange energy. Although Copperfield doesn't know what that energy is, and has never heard of it, it is certain that this energy is not weaker than any attribute.

"Why don't you use your fighting spirit to greet me?" Qin Jian asked with a smile. Originally, Qin Jian was still guarding against fighting spirit, but he didn't expect that his opponent was fighting with his own skills at the beginning. Only at the last moment, in order to force himself to leave his side, did he release a sword energy.

Copperfield smiled bitterly, then became a little angry!

Qin Jian knew nothing about Dou Qi, and it was the first time he saw this today. This thing is like the magic power of a magician. It is not inexhaustible in battle, but it also runs out. Therefore, warriors with Dou Qi will not use Dou Qi at all if they are not necessary in battle.

Qin Jian's words were undoubtedly provocative, a great provocation, in Copperfield's ears.

Copperfield's expression became solemn, and the opponent's strength was far beyond his expectations.

After Qin Jian finished speaking, the great sword master roared forward with a machete.

A wave of ethereal elemental waves in the air came over. The next moment, Copperfield was like wind blowing around him, rolling up sand and leaves, turning around him, outlining a beautiful picture.

Thorn... Thorn... The sound of breaking through the air came from the opposite side, and Qin Jian was very satisfied with seeing it. He knew that his opponent was about to use his greatest strength.

Soon, the sand and leaves were completely torn into powder by the wind-type fighting spirit, turning into dust, and Copperfield looked even more dreamy.

"Be careful, friend!" Copperfield reminded Qin Jian, "If you can block my attack this time, you will win! If you can't stop it, you will die!"

This man...is very interesting.

Qin Jian waved his hand at Ayi Lian. The thunder magician was secretly brewing thunder magic. Since the other party is so gentle, Qin Jian is not willing to be a villain. He also wants to personally experiment with what the fighting spirit in this world is like.

Disperse the energy obtained from cultivation in the body to various parts to ensure that it can be mobilized at will when needed. Qin Jian rushed forward with the edge of Salou.

Copperfield also moved and rushed straight towards Qin Jian.

The two of them looked flawless, but at the moment they approached, Qin Jian went left and Copperfield moved slightly to the right.

Countless sounds of swords intersecting came from it. After passing by, Qin Jian's clothes were ragged and ragged, and were cut in many places, with blood oozing out.

Copperfield turned around and attacked Qin Jian again as if nothing had happened.

Qin Jian frowned. The fighting spirit of the great sword master was like a small super powerful tornado. The moment he contacted him, the wind blades raged on his body countless times. However, his attack was blocked by the rotating wind blade.

Like a hedgehog! Qin Jian looked at Copperfield and thought to himself.

The great sword master showed joy. As long as he continued like this, he would always attack his opponent head-on and then kill him to the ground.

The great sword master was not slow, and the machete reached Qin Jian's face. In just a blink of an eye, Qin Jian was shrouded under his wind-type fighting spirit and machete.

But the next moment, the enemy in front of him suddenly disappeared strangely.

Copperfield was stunned and turned around quickly. He had suffered such a loss as Qin Jian just now, so it was impossible for him to be unprepared.

There was no one behind him, nothing was left! The great swordsman's cold sweat broke down.

A big hand suddenly hit on his shoulder, and then a proud voice came into Copperfield's ears: "No one has taught you, don't turn your back to your enemy in battle?"

Copperfield wanted to move, but his big hand was like iron cast, which made his shoulder bone hurt and he couldn't move. His enemy actually returned to the place where he disappeared. Is he too fast or hadn't moved at all?

Copperfield would rather believe in the latter than the former, it would be a great blow to himself! It would be a spiritual destruction to a wind warrior.

In fact, Qin Jian did not move, but only activated the stealth function of Salou's front, but he did not expect Copperfield to cooperate so well and directly lit up his back.

"Master!" Ayi Lian shouted there, with a hint of crying.

One of Qin Jian's arm completely entered the place where the Copperfield wind-type fighting spirit was disturbed. His whole arm looked bloody and wounded countless times.

Even if you use the energy in your body, you cannot stop the opponent's cuts from the fighting spirit. Although the wounds are extremely small, they are defeated by huge numbers, and the effect they cause is like this now.

Copperfield held the big knife in his hand and stabbed it hard in the back.

Qin Jian turned slightly, avoided the opponent's attack, and at the same time, regardless of the cuts on his body, forcibly broke through the obstruction of the wind-type element and strangled the opponent's neck with his bloody arms.

"Drink!" Copperfield shouted, and with one hand he leaned against Qin Jian's arm, and with the other hand he raised the machete again, preparing to hit Qin Jian. However, Qin Jian punched him on the shoulder joint and no longer had the strength to lift the big knife.

The elements of the wind system became even more violent, and Copperfield had released the fighting spirit to the maximum extent. At this level, even if he was a great sword master, he would not support much time.

With Qin Jian and Copperfield as the center, within a dozen yards around it, it seemed like a strong wind swept away fallen leaves. All the debris was swept into the wind-type fighting spirit, forming a small tornado there.

The strong wind was flying! Ayi Lian stared at the tornado in front of her, and was at a loss for a moment. Whether it was Qin Jian or Copperfield, they had disappeared from sight. All she could see was the overwhelming dust and powder.

Compared with speed, Copperfield and Qin Jian are comparable, but compared with strength, Qin Jian is obviously more skilled.

No matter how hard Copperfield tried, he could not get rid of Qin Jian's arm.

"Gulugulu..." Copperfield's face turned red, his neck became thicker, and his feet kept kicking around the ground.

Qin Jian gritted his teeth and tightened his opponent's neck to guard against his final counterattack.

The ubiquitous fighting spirit caused great trouble to Qin Jian. At this moment, Qin Jian's clothes were torn to pieces. If it weren't for the protection of energy in his body, he would have been dismembered.

"You are a pretty open opponent." Qin Jian said in Copperfield's ear as a winner, "so I'm going to give you a whole body."

Although he said this, his arms were using a lot of strength.

A crisp sound came from the front, and Qin Jian knew that Copperfield's throat was broken.

Before his death, the great sword master burst out with force from somewhere, and his body suddenly stretched out, almost getting rid of Qin Jian's restraint. His dislocated arm miraculously raised his machete, tied his backhand, held the hilt, and stabbed him hard in the stomach.
To be continued...