Chapter 3787: Three against one hundred 3
Leng Xuan tapped his feet on the ground and stood up straight from the ground. At the same time, he put away the Xuanyang Sword and took out the Thunder Bow he had just obtained. He holds the bow in his left hand, clasps the string in his right hand, and pulls it back with force. Immediately, the bow was like a full moon, full of momentum. In the middle of the Thunder Bow, the sharp arrow condensed is not pure purple, but a sharp arrow made of five colors of light. When the sharp arrows condensed successfully, the air around him seemed to freeze, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted. I saw that his whole body was tense, and his eyes were locked on Qin Ming's body. Then, the fingers of his right hand loosened. The sharp arrow condensed by the five-colored rays of light suddenly carried a terrifying momentum, and flew towards Qin Ming as fast as lightning.
Feeling the mighty power contained in that sharp arrow, Qin Ming's expression changed greatly, and he said in shock, "The first of the five anti-sky styles? After more time to think about it, he suddenly stopped moving forward, and the sword in his hand was gently drawn on his finger. When the sword was stained with his blood, the blade instantly turned blood red. He held a sword in one hand, and the other hand swiped the blood from his fingertips in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a complex rune drawn with blood appeared in front of him. Immediately afterwards, he coldly spat out the word 'open'. As his words fell, the blood-red rune quickly became larger and blocked in front of him. Just at this moment, the sharp arrow condensed by the five-color light has also come to the front.
When the arrow of the sharp arrow was about to pierce the blood-red rune, the speed suddenly stopped, as if it was imprisoned, unable to move forward half a minute. When Leng Xuan saw this, his expression changed slightly. The arrow just now was not only a 'Heaven-Breaking Style' display, but he also incorporated the power of the Thunder Bow. Adding the two together, he believed that his power was much stronger, but he did not expect that Qin Ming would use that weird method to resist it. Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qin Ming holding the blood-red sword, leaping past the rune, and rushing towards Leng Xuan. During the run, he shook the sword in his hand, and suddenly saw a dazzling blood light flashing in the air. Under his control, the blood light was centered on the sword, and instantly condensed a handle about ten feet long. Huge sword glow. Seeing the sword beam slashing towards the top of his head, Leng Xuan hurriedly moved his body, and while flying backwards, he raised the Thunder Bow in his hand and pulled the bow again.
Heaven-shattering Style once again with a strong momentum, ejected from the bowstring and greeted the huge sword glow. Just listening to a huge 'boom' sounded, the turbulent shock wave was like a tumbling ocean wave under a hurricane, spreading to the surroundings, and the entire space shook slightly.
Leng Xuan held the Thunder Bow tightly and slowly landed from mid-air to the ground. At this time, his complexion was slightly pale, and he was panting from time to time. Performing the 'Heaven-Breaking Style' twice in a row made his inner Qi almost exhausted. He turned his eyes and looked at Qin Ming who was not far away. I saw that the other party's clothes were a little messy, and his complexion was slightly pale, and there was a faint trace of blood on the corner of his lips. It was obvious that he suffered a slight internal injury from the confrontation just now. Qin Ming held a sword in one hand and stuck it on the ground to support his body. After coughing twice, he raised his head, stared at Leng Xuan coldly, and said, "Who taught you this anti-sky art?"