Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and although Sword Star was carried away by anger, he had not completely lost his mind after all. At first glance, I thought that since I had given myself such a hand, they were holding his short spear and mandarin duck thorn in both hands, and went down horizontally, blocking the blade of Silver Fang, and did not let themselves be killed.

However, Xiao Yujing's strength was not small at all, even if Jian Xing blocked it and didn't let himself be injured, he was also knocked out and fell three or four meters away. Taking advantage of this time, Xiao Yujing held down the snow surface with one hand, turned over directly, and pulled out his lower body.

At the same time, his toes were still kicking on the snow, and he raised a little snow at the sword star not far away, which was considered to obstruct his vision.

One-handed handstand, rotating 180 degrees, not wanting to complete the turn quickly, landing on both legs, slightly flexing and unloading, and then catapulting out in an instant, pushing the silver tooth but slashing horizontally.

"Ahh However, almost in the last second, the spear in Jian Xing's hand split into two, turning into two mandarin duck thorns again.

The blue one blocked the silver teeth, while the red one was held by Jian Xing's hand, and quickly stabbed towards Xiao Yujing's forehead.

Although the distance was relatively close, Xiao Yujing would be stabbed by him with such a straightforward move, and he dodged it with a side head. But Jian Xing is a good hand at making mandarin duck stabs after all, I don't know what kind of technique he used, the fire thorn in his hand suddenly turned around.

The length of the mandarin duck thorn itself was only half an arm, but when he turned like this, Xiao Yujing had to lower his body to dodge in an instant. Fortunately, Xiao Yujing, who knows how to live in a swamp, can move down almost anywhere instantly.

As soon as the spiritual power under his feet came out, the soft snow instantly turned into a puddle of sparse mud. This is the ratio specially adjusted by Xiao Yujing, and the quagmire at this moment is almost no different from water. Xiao Yujing immediately fell, and naturally dodged Sword Star's attack.

At the same time, the moment he was completely immersed in the mud, the mire was frozen up, and even though Jian Xing followed the lower stab with his double thorns, he couldn't catch up, and finally smashed on the ice, knocking out two small pits and large cracks.

"Don't hide!"

"I'm not hiding, you're still worried about yourself, now you still have three seconds to escape from here." Xiao Yujing's voice came out from under the sea of snow, but Jian Xing couldn't determine his location for a while, so he had to close the double thorns again and turn them back into short spears. Then he raised the spear upwards and smashed it downward, and the spiritual power gushed out like water bursting the embankment.

"Ice and fire soar into the sky!" In

an instant, a huge whirlwind appeared, rolling up the snow, melting the ice, and changing the terrain with waves of heat.

It's a pity that this is really not very efficient, after all, melting snow in a snowy mountain where the weather is cold is not a decision that a person with a normal brain would make.

Under the sea of snow, Xiao Yujing watched all this, and finally made a handprint.

Cold Wind Palm, Cold Ice Palm, these two weeks have made Xiao Yujing like a fish in water in the snowy mountains, and if he wants to win the Sword Star, there are too many ways. But he didn't want to kill him, once he came to kill him, he couldn't continue to get the information in his mouth, and secondly, he was not threatening, although it was a little annoying, but it didn't threaten Xiao Yujing, so he didn't have to kill.

The sea of snow was surging, and it was as if it had really become the sea, and the originally calm snow suddenly shook up and down. Immediately after, several of the largest icicles stabbed out from under the snow, like a formation, encircling the Sword Star inside.

"Use the formation, don't think about completing the formation!" The formation often has a great restrictive force in battle, and can even reverse the tide of battle. Jian Xing knew this, so he would never let Xiao Yujing's formation be completed. As soon as the spear was fired, a black cone-shaped stream of air flew towards each icicle, shattering them all.

"Xiao Yujing, don't hide, come out!" Jian Xing continued to hold the gun and stab it at his feet, each stabbing a slender hole in the ground.

"It's called... Dead Shot? It's a bit like Break, but with a smaller attack range and more penetration. Xiao Yujing was moving in the sea of snow, it was not difficult for him to avoid these air currents, but he couldn't stay down all the time, so the top priority was how to fight back? After all, the spiritual power in Xiao Yujing's body was running out, and there was no way to consume it anymore.

"Vine lock!" A large area of green vines flew out, tethered to the bottom of the raised icicles, and then elongated with the help of tenacity, and continued to sink to the bottom of the sea of snow under Xiao Yujing's traction.

In fact, at this time, if Jian Xing could observe this scene from the side, he would find that these icicles made by Xiao Yujing were not formations, but just some fulcrums, and these fulcrums were fixed with vines with extremely high toughness, just like a huge slingshot.

Now, Xiao Yujing has turned the surrounding snow into an ice ball with his cold ice palm, and he is playing with the bullets of this huge slingshot, which are pulled by many vines and shot out quickly the moment Xiao Yujing lets go.

Sensing that something was wrong, Sword Star immediately became vigilant, sensing the snow with his feet, and then jumped to the side. Where he had been standing, a hockey ball the size of a skull suddenly emerged from under the snow and shot into the air.

"This..." Although he was not hit, he could guess how strong the sword star was just by looking at this height, and he couldn't help but feel a little palpitating. But Xiao Yujing's attack was not only that, the second ice hockey ball was immediately shot, followed by the third and fourth.

The originally smooth snow was instantly pitted like honeycomb coal, and under the bottomless snow layer of the cave net one after another, it was for Jian Xing to see the clues. According to the angle of inclination of all the ballistics, shouldn't their focus be where Xiao Yujing is?

"Dead gun!"

The black air flow came out like a pillar, and this time, whether it was strength or speed, Sword Star had achieved the ultimate he could achieve. The black qi poured into the snow, and Xiao Yujing stopped moving in an instant, and after dozens of breaths, he didn't even play a single ice ball in the sea of snow, which was completely different from when De Jianxing stopped just now.

"Heheha!Xiao Yujing, I didn't expect you to have today, but you were mistaken by your cleverness, thinking that if you hide below, I won't be able to hit you? Dead gun, dead gun!" Jian Xing smiled, his mood was comparably more comfortable, so he fired two more moves in a row, if it weren't for the spiritual power in his body that had bottomed out, he would definitely have to add a few more holes to Xiao Yujing's corpse.