Qiao Yuan used the Fengyuan Sword to crush the enemy, the most important thing was to consume physical strength, but the consumption of spiritual power was not much, so he did not suffer at all in this kind of war of attrition with this middle-aged man.

Sweat gradually broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead, and he couldn't help but drum in his heart when he looked at Qiao Yuan, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his sword moves were getting more and more fierce.

"Is this kid still an early Jindan monk, how can he not only be so full of spiritual power, but also so good in physical strength. ”

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, resentful, and secretly scolded himself for not standing back just now.

In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense passed, and Qiao Yuan had already forced the middle-aged man from the sky above the sandbar to the Mohe River.

The middle-aged man sweated more on his forehead and was obviously exhausted.

He is an orthodox cultivator, only focusing on spells and magic weapons, unlike Meng Yan, who has also practiced marksmanship, and has also studied physical arts.

"Fight!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Yuan, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

He understood that if he dragged it out any longer, even if his spiritual power was sufficient, he would probably lose his physical strength.

With a decision, the middle-aged man's heart moved, and he directly detonated a defensive magic weapon blocking in front of him.

With a loud bang, Qiao Yuan's brows furrowed, and he hurriedly retreated backwards, avoiding the fluctuations of the magic weapon's self-detonation.

At the same time, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't expect that this person's decisiveness was still better than Meng Yan's.

Meng Yan forced Qiao Yuan back at the cost of his own injury, and this person didn't even want to be injured, so he directly blew up a defensive magic weapon, which is really admirable.

Of course, it may also be that this person has a lot of money and doesn't care about a defensive magic weapon.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the middle-aged man and Qiao Yuan immediately opened a distance of nearly 100 zhang, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, and he really had no choice but to blow up the magic weapon just now.

Then he looked at Qiao Yuan's gaze a little more murderous, thinking that when this person fell into his hands, he must survive and not die.

Tightening his superfluous thoughts, the middle-aged man no longer dared to despise Qiao Yuan in the slightest because he was a monk in the early stage of Jindan.

The spiritual power of his whole body surged wildly, the purple python robe moved without wind, and a large number of sparks were condensed around his body again.

Qiao Yuan stood in the distance, frowning, thinking that this person was really persistent, knowing that he had a cold aura, he actually cast a fire spell.

In fact, he didn't know that this middle-aged man had only cultivated one exercise, called the Spark Liaoyuan Gong, and the other secret magic weapons were also fire-based.

In desperation, the middle-aged man could only use the strongest spell of the Spark Liaoyuan Gong, with his powerful cultivation and majestic spiritual power, so that the cold and evil qi could not protect Qiao Yuan, after all, the cold and evil qi that Qiao Yuan could use at one time was also limited.

Without thinking too much, Qiao Yuan quickly pinched out the seal, mobilized the spiritual power in the dantian, and condensed a cold finger at his fingertips.

This is also thanks to the fact that what he has condensed is a perfect golden pill, and the spiritual power in his body is as majestic as the sea, which is comparable to the spiritual power of a mid-stage Jindan monk, otherwise after such a long time of fighting, I am afraid that the spiritual power in Qiao Yuan's body would have been exhausted long ago.

In fact, this is also something that the middle-aged man wonders, he watched this kid perform secret techniques one after another, but there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and the spiritual power fluctuations around his body were extremely stable, and there was no trace of spiritual power to be exhausted.

He didn't think it was strange if a mid-stage Jindan monk was like this, but he was amazed that an early-stage Jindan monk could hold on for so long.

However, when fighting the method, it is most taboo to think nonsense, and the middle-aged man just flashed this thought, so he didn't think much about it.

After all, the world is so big, there are no surprises, and some people have a solid foundation, and their spiritual power is naturally more than that of monks of the same level.

Having said that, the middle-aged man had more and more sparks around him, condensing together, as if turning into a sea.

"Sparks!"

When the middle-aged man saw that the number of Mars had reached a certain number, he let out a low cry, and then raised his right hand high, and his left hand hung down, drawing a circle on his chest.

The sparks moved in unison, following his gestures, a circle of fire quickly condensed in front of his chest, the circle of fire was not as hollow as before, and there were also a large number of condensed sparks inside, which looked like a round of scorching sun.

The middle-aged man's face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that he had cast this strongest spell, and it had consumed him a lot.

Qiao Yuan looked at the circle of fire, his eyes narrowed slightly, and on the ring of fire, he felt a strong aura of danger.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qiao Yuan spit out the golden scale shield again, he still didn't believe that the spell cast by this middle-aged man could break through this shield.

The middle-aged man's expression did not show the slightest abnormality, but he sneered in his heart, his Spark Burning Prairie Technique was originally condensed by countless sparks, if it was broken into pieces, ordinary defensive magic weapons could not achieve comprehensive defense.

Without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged man's right hand pointed towards Qiao Yuan, and when this finger fell, the ring of fire seemed to turn into a wheel and crushed towards him.

Qiao Yuan's expression was extremely solemn, he raised his hand and dropped two fingers forward, and two cold hurricanes came out of his hand, staggered and collided with the ring of fire.

But at the moment of collision, the circle of fire instantly turned into countless sparks and scattered in all directions.

When the sparks drifted past the range covered by the cold hurricane, countless sparks coalesced together again, turned into a circle of fire again, and rolled towards Qiao Yuan.

When Qiao Yuan saw this scene, the pupils of his eyes shrank slightly, and his face showed a look of shock that could not be concealed.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, Qiao Yuan pushed his right hand, and a golden scale shield the size of a zhang blocked in front of him.

However, what made his heart skip a beat was that the circle of fire did not hit hard at all at the moment when it approached the golden scale shield, but once again broke into pieces and scattered into countless sparks.

Countless sparks, as before, quickly avoided the Golden Scale Shield, circled behind it and condensed into a circle of fire.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan was completely shocked, looking at the circle of fire condensed in front of him, even if he wanted to retreat at the moment, it was too late.

In the midst of a hundred turns of thought, Qiao Yuan only had time to condense a defensive light curtain around his body, and his mind mobilized the golden scale shield to quickly return to defense.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, looking at Qiao Yuan as if he were a dead man, he knew that even if the Yuan Infant Monk came now, it would be impossible to save Qiao Yuan at this critical moment.

At the edge of the sandbar, Qu Yunwei's beautiful eyes suddenly enlarged, and the scene of Qiao Yuan being hit by the fire ring was reflected in his eyes, his teeth bit his lower lip tightly, blood continued to slide down from the corners of his lips, and the fire in his pupils became more and more vigorous.

"Qiao Yuan!"

Qu Yunwei's delicate body trembled, and she shouted hoarsely, and as soon as the words fell, the injuries in her body suddenly broke out, and her eyes were black and fell directly on Bai Yue's back.

Bai Yue let out a mournful wolf howl, put Qu Yunwei flat on the grass, and then her whole body turned into a silver light, and went straight to the place where Qiao Yuan was.

The moment the ring of fire hit Qiao Yuan's chest, it turned into a ball of fire, enveloping his entire body inside.

A low roar came out of the fireball, and the rune shield in front of Qiao Yuan instantly collapsed, and then the moon-white armor on his body slowly melted and dissipated.

Qiao Yuan's face was a little distorted by the pain of the fire, and he knew that when the armor completely dissipated, he was afraid that he would be burned to ashes by the fire ring.

Now the only way to survive is probably to enter the space bead to escape, but once he enters the space bead, the middle-aged man will probably be even more crazy.

When the news reaches Firewind Valley, his situation will definitely be even worse, and maybe the two high-level leaders will start a war in advance because of this.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan had to give up this idea first, and kept thinking about the way to save his life in his heart.

"Chilling breath. ”

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then the cold qi in his dantian continued to gush out, wrapping around the surface of his body to resist the raging flames.

"It's okay not to die, if I die so easily, it's really hard to understand the hatred in my heart. ”

The middle-aged man sensed the existence of life in the fireball in the distance, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself in a cold voice.

After saying that, he took out the glass fan and prepared to head towards the fireball fan.

But at the moment when his right hand was raised, a silver light suddenly appeared nearby, rushing towards the middle-aged man's neck at an extremely tricky angle.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and subconsciously raised his hand fan to block the silver light, only to see a bloody mouth appear in front of him in an instant, biting his wrist.

"Ahh

A miserable scream resounded in all directions, and Bai Yue directly bit off the middle-aged man's right hand, but Bai Yue was also punched by the middle-aged man's left hand infused with spiritual power.

White Moon let out a wail, and its body flew rapidly towards the back, and when it landed on the sandbank, it lay on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, and a charred fist mark appeared on its back.

"Evil animals are looking for death!"

After a while, the middle-aged man endured the severe pain, took out the plaster and applied it to the wound, and then he stared at Bai Yue with a cold gaze, the killing intent had reached the extreme.

The middle-aged man naturally knew that this was Qiao Yuan's spirit beast, but he didn't notice how this spirit beast had quietly sneaked near him.

Not wanting to think about it, the middle-aged man formed a seal with one hand, urging the spell to attack Bai Yue fiercely, and he couldn't care about Qiao Yuan for a while.

Although Bai Yue did not succeed in the sneak attack, it was slightly relieved to see that it had attracted the hatred of the middle-aged man.

Then it bit the glass fan in its broken hand and fled quickly into the distance, trying to lure the middle-aged man away.

Inside the fireball, Qiao Yuan's expression became heavier and heavier.

Although his body was protected by the cold and evil qi, the cold and evil qi in his dantian was too little after all, and it was still possible to resist this flame temporarily, but it was impossible to get out of trouble.

After thinking about it, Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth, a decisive look flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his heart, he directly summoned the Xuanbing Bead in the space bead.

As soon as the Xuan Ice Bead came out, a rich cold aura instantly diffused, and since these cold and evil qi were not refined by Qiao Yuan, his body immediately stiffened, and he was almost completely frozen.

Fortunately, there were thick flames all around, and while warming up Qiao Yuan's body, he himself was also prepared, and at the moment when his body was frozen to half, he included the Xuanbing Bead into the Space Bead again.

Although the Xuan Ice Bead only appeared for a moment, the rich cold aura instantly extinguished the surrounding flames.

Qiao Yuan took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and his body moved, shattering the ice cubes on his body.

Then he raised his eyes to look, but under this look, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his heart was full of anger.

Qu Yunwei was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and Bai Yue was frantically chased and killed by a middle-aged man, and she already looked shaky.

"Old horseman, die!"

Qiao Yuan looked at the middle-aged man and shouted angrily, and then the ten wind cyclones behind him instantly condensed out, and the murderous intent rushed towards the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man heard this angry shout, he was stunned in disbelief on the spot, he never expected that Qiao Yuan would be able to escape from the fire ring.

At the moment when he was stunned, Qiao Yuan immediately urged the Heaven Turning Movement Technique, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the middle-aged man.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qiao Yuan's right fist was clenched, and the power of the God of War bloodline condensed his right arm, slamming his fist into his chest.

The middle-aged man took a breath and saw that Qiao Yuan was a hundred feet away, but in the next breath, a fist as red as blood was rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

Suddenly feeling a cold chest, the middle-aged man snorted, revealing a look of disbelief, looking down at his chest, only to see a burnt arm inserted there.

"Teleport?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but before he could spit out these two words, his eyes turned black and he tilted his head down.