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Seeing this scene, both of their faces turned gloomy.

Qin Sang took a step forward, and the handsome boy immediately stepped back. Then he opened his bow and shot an arrow. Qin Sang had to raise his sword again to deal with it.

Over the rift valley, one rainbow after another continued, and the Chilong composed of blue and white cold air also dissipated and resurrected again and again. Neither of the two could do anything to the other.

Qin Sang also took the opportunity to hit two Yin Thunders and some ice spikes, but the well-dressed boy easily dodged them, and until now he has not been able to get close to the well-dressed boy.

One after another, the spiritual arrows were fired one after another, and the young man in the suit had excellent archery skills. Qin Sang couldn't find a chance to run away, and at such a long distance, Zihun Ling had no effect.

Qin Sang clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed at an alarming rate, but he did not even have a chance to absorb the spiritual stones and replenish his spiritual power.

However, Qin Sang had long noticed that the speed at which the treasure bow condensed spiritual arrows was also slowing down.

The young man in the opposite suit is at a higher level than him, but this treasure bow requires frequent condensation of spiritual power to turn into arrows, and the consumption of spiritual power is much greater than that of the Chilong Sword.

If the stalemate continues, and at this rate, the advantage will be on your side.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Qin Sang's eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw the handsome boy shooting an arrow, then sneered at Qin Sang, and quickly took out a jade bottle from the mustard bag with one hand. There were two jade bottles in the jade bottle. There are pills that Qin Sang doesn’t recognize.

The well-dressed young man swallowed one without hesitation. His face, which had been pale due to overdraft of spiritual power, slowly began to regain its rosiness, and then he looked at Qin Sang with a sarcastic look on his face.

A pill that can restore spiritual power!

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang couldn't help but cursed in his heart, this person's foundation was too strong.

This treasured bow is definitely the best among the best magic weapons. You can take two precious elixirs in one hand. You can swallow them without blushing and without feeling any distress at all.

Is this still a casual cultivator?

The well-dressed young man fired arrow after arrow without stopping. He pressed too hard, making it difficult for Qin Sang to escape. Qin Sang knew that he would never be able to take advantage if this continued, so his eyes began to wander.

At this moment, the well-dressed young man suddenly let out a soft drink, and his hands burst out with incomparable spiritual power, all of which were engulfed in the treasure bow.

The treasured bow suddenly shone brightly. The handsome boy raised the treasured bow high and glared at Qin Sang. The veins in his arms bulged. He pulled the bowstring hard, and instantly condensed three huge spiritual arrows!

"kill!"

Following the roar of the well-dressed young man, three spiritual arrows shot out, struck through the air, and finally merged into one in mid-air.

The fierce wind whipped up by the spirit arrows rushed towards my face, and the whistle of the arrows seemed to have a hint of thunder, shaking the sky. The terrifying sound was far beyond the comparison of the previous arrows, and it arrived in an instant.

Qin Sang felt a warning sign in his heart, and all the hairs on his body stood on end. The speed of this arrow was too fast, and there was no time to dodge it.

Qin Sang held the Chilong Sword tightly with both hands, not daring to be distracted anymore. He concentrated on moving the Chilong Sword and struck out with all his strength.

The cold air on the Chilong Sword was immediately drained away, and the blade of the sword, like Qin Sang's face, showed an abnormally pale color.

The body of the dragon is twice as big as before. It is like a real dragon. It is not afraid of any challenge and is high-spirited!

Chilong's mouth opened angrily, its roar shook the sky, and it swallowed the spiritual arrow into its belly.

A colorful light suddenly appeared in Chilong's body, vibrating endlessly inside. It seemed to be fighting against the cold air, but failed to break it.

It seemed that Chilong actually had the upper hand.

This scene greatly exceeded the expectations of the well-dressed young man, and he couldn't help but frown.

Qin Sang's expression suddenly changed on the other side, and he hurriedly held the Chilong Sword in both hands and blocked it in front of the door.

The next moment, there was only a loud "boom" sound, and the Chilong exploded directly. The cold air that made up its body was blown into countless pieces. The endless cold wind raged in all directions. The rift valleys on both sides seemed to have entered the cold winter instantly, and the vegetation There was a layer of frost hanging on them.

Although the spiritual arrow was much dimmer than before, it still had some power left. It flashed in front of Qin Sang and hit the Chilong Sword impartially.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly. Qin Sang secretly rejoiced. He felt a huge force coming, his arms shook violently, and the Chilong Sword made a crisp sound. There seemed to be something wrong with the sound.

Qin Sang had no time to take care of this. With the help of this force, the figure took the opportunity to fly back, then turned around and ran away with Ping Xufeng.

The well-dressed young man gained the upper hand and pointed his bow at Qin Sang again. The first arrow was dodged by Qin Sang, and he was about to shoot the second arrow. Unexpectedly, the spiritual arrow dissipated on its own before it could condense into shape. He hurriedly turned over to treasure. Looking at the bow, most of the gems on it have lost their luster, and some even have faint cracks.

The well-dressed young man snorted angrily, slammed his arm, and looked at Qin Sang who was running away with a look of annoyance. He rolled his eyes, put the bow into the mustard bag, took out a pair of slender swords, and then Offer up a green leaf.

The green leaves are shaped like bamboo leaves, as green as green, and grow as long as the wind blows. The young man in strong clothes leaps forward with his sword in hand, jumping on the green leaves, chasing after him, his speed is no slower than Pingxu Feng.

The mirror array was not far from the mouth of the valley. Qin Sang walked against the wind, making a few moves, and soon arrived.

The well-dressed young man did not doubt that he was there, and followed closely. Seeing Qin Sang's speed slowing down, he thought that his spiritual power was exhausted and he could not control the magic weapon. Just as a look of joy appeared on his face, the bronze mirror suddenly turned over on the ground and sprayed out. Black energy erupted one after another, and the well-dressed young man fell into the mirror trap with a look of shock and anger on his face.

The mist barrier formed by the mirror array was buzzing, and the bronze mirrors were also trembling, making a crisp trembling sound. It was obvious that the well-dressed boy inside was fighting back crazily.

Qin Sang was holding the Mirror of Confusion in his hand, looking nervous. When the mirror array was finally completed, the bronze mirror flew to the top of the mirror array to cover it, and then the mirror array stabilized.

Qin Sang breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. Otherwise, facing such a powerful enemy, he might have had no choice but to escape.

As the well-dressed young man struggled in the mirror formation, Qin Sang suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took the Chilong Sword to check. This sight made Qin Sang's face darken.

An eye-catching crack appeared next to the jaw of the Chilong Sword!

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or the Chilong Sword itself was fragile, but the top-notch magic weapon was damaged so easily.

Qin Sang's eyes changed uncertainly. The Chilong Sword didn't seem to be completely broken, but he didn't dare to use it again until it was repaired. The damage to the sword was a small matter. If it suddenly broke during a fight, his life might be lost. .

Putting the Chilong Sword into the mustard bag, [Country Novel www.xiangcun7.com] Qin Sang stared at the mirror array. Thinking that a top-quality magical weapon had been destroyed in this person's hands, he felt angry and immediately crossed his legs. He sat down, holding the spirit stone in his hand, and summoned the ebony sword.