The giant holding the sword was indeed iron-headed, and a long sword that was two feet long was danced out by him, shattering all the sword lights that were approaching him, and crashing into the sword light.

Linghu Chong was a little surprised. This giant had a bad temper!

Such an obvious trap - this is no longer a trap, this is a bright big pit, you are actually going to jump inside, so you are welcome!

The sword aperture is not large, with a diameter of only about five feet. The three sword apertures in the front were shattered by the sword-holding giant, and they rushed over. Several lonely sword lights were spared without launching an attack.

These sword lights fell behind the giant, pulling them back and forth, forming a small circle, and circled the giant in the knife.

The giant holding the sword shattered the sword circle one after another, and each sword circle had a sword light left behind.

These sword lights quickly formed a sparse sword net, covering the sword-holding giant's up, down, left and right.

The giant was constantly shattering the sword light, and the sword light shattered, bursting out colorful spiritual power in the sky, extremely gorgeous, and the sparse sword net was inconspicuous.

When the sword-holding giant shattered thirty sword circles, dozens of remaining sword circles suddenly dispersed, and countless sword lights flashed out, instantly forming a huge sword net surrounding the sword-holding giant.

The giant had a yellow halo flowing. The yellow halo was extremely effective. Linghu Chong's spiritual consciousness enveloped him and slid along the halo without any delay, as if there was nothing there.

But Linghu Chong's spiritual consciousness cannot lock him, which does not mean that the sword net cannot entangle him.

The sword light in the sword net gradually turned blue, and the sharpness became even more sharp.

The giant holding the knife was slightly stunned without hesitation. The long sword protected the whole body and continued to rush forward.

Qing Qiao saw it clearly and shouted: "Be careful of Yan Qi!"

At this time, Yan Qili Linghu Chong was less than three miles away. In just three blinks, he could approach this terrifying Chinese master.

Yan Qi believed in his sword skills and power. The power of this Chinese master is extremely terrifying compared to his tiny body, and is far beyond that of ordinary giants of the same clan.

However, compared to the giant spirits in the sacred temple, it is still a bit invisible. As long as you get close to thirty feet, you can taste the true power of the giant spirit.

Linghu Chong snorted, increasing the output of his soul and spiritual power. The blue streamer flashed in the sword net. The sword net suddenly contracted, and countless sword lights flashed by.

"Thousands of swords return to one!"

"Dangdangdangdang..."

A dense sound of metal breaking sound.

The sword net disappeared!

The giant Yan Qi stood in the void blankly, looking at Linghu Chong with great surprise, slowly losing his spirit.

"Iwaki!"

Qing Qiao and another giant wanted to approach, but were blocked by the endless sword lights and could only roar.

A little bit of light appeared from the giant Yanqi and penetrated from his body.

The light became more and more, spreading everywhere around Yan Qi. In the blink of an eye, the light drowned Yan Qi and turned into a sword light in the sky and burst out.

"Iwaki..."

Amid the grief of the two giants, Yan Qi and all the weapons on him were cut into pieces by the sword light net.

The effect of blocking the spiritual consciousness disappeared instantly, and Linghu Chong's spiritual consciousness enveloped the pile of scattered meat. A light yellow bead attracted his attention.

The beads were clearly on the edge of flesh and blood and fell into Linghu Chong's sight, but in his spiritual consciousness, they were empty.

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A sword light flashed, encircling the bead and returning it to Linghu Chong's hand.

The light around it swayed, and in the vast white void, some shadows of trees appeared faintly.

Qing Qiao and the giant holding the spear instantly woke up from their anger. When they looked at each other, they saw each other's thoughts.

The three of them set up a hidden world, causing the enemy to lose sense to the outside world. They also used the hidden spirit bead to touch the closeness of the Chinese master, but they still could not break through the opponent's final defense and injure the opponent.

On the contrary, one person was lost on his side, and the remaining two were no match for this Chinese master. They had to retreat, otherwise they would be explained here today.

As soon as Linghu Chong got the bead, the two giants roared and retreated quickly.

Several flying axes and flying stones rushed towards Linghu.

Linghu Chong glanced at the formation that was about to collapse, snorted, flashed, and left the place.

The sword was raised high and slashed hard at the giant holding the spear.

A sword light dozens of feet long instantly formed at a high altitude and roared out. The sword lights that were swimming in the air along the way gathered together in this sword light.

The sword light was extremely fast and in the blink of an eye it chased behind the spear-holding giant.

The giant holding the spear turned around and stabbed the spear. The huge spearhead was filled with light, obviously full of power, and it collided with the sword light.

"boom……"

The space shaking violently, and countless airflows, spiritual energy, and spiritual power were storming everywhere. The dispersed spiritual power burst out with colorful light, making this originally white and blurry space unseen like chaos.

The giant holding the spear groaned in pain, and blood flowed from his chest and abdomen, all of which were injured by the stormy sword light.

All his spearheads were exploded, leaving only a five-meter-long iron rod. He knew that he could not defeat the opponent, so he turned around and left.

Linghu Chong was about to shoot another sword when he suddenly felt that he had lost Qing Qiao's trace. He was startled and moved his body to avoid being attacked. At the same time, he kept searching for the other party's traces.

The shaking hidden spirit world is playing its final effect, isolating the inside and outside.

Qing Qiaoyi left the Hidden Spirit Realm, quickly jumped down a small river, restrained his strength, and quietly hid in the mud at the bottom of the water under the cover of the Hidden Spirit Bead.

Linghu Chong did not find Qing Qiao, and in a blink of an eye, the figure of the Spear-holding Giant flashed and disappeared, and obviously broke out of the formation.

Linghu Chong did not pursue the place where the giant disappeared. Countless sword lights protected him and soared into the sky.

"puff!"

An invisible barrier was pierced by Linghu Chong, and instantly flew thousands of feet high, and within a radius of dozens of miles came into his sight.

A thick fog over thirty miles under my feet is slowly dissipating, revealing the hills and other terrain inside.

The surroundings were quiet, and the two giants disappeared without a trace.

The spiritual power fluctuations and light of Linghu Chong breaking through the formation alarmed several giant camps in the distance. Hundreds of giants rushed out and strided towards this side.

Linghu Chong's spiritual consciousness scanned several times within a radius of hundreds of miles. He knew that the two giants were hiding nearby, but he found nothing.

I wanted to hide it near and kill him, but I thought that the beads I stolen in my hand should be the key to the giant's invisibility. Studying beads is the most important thing now. One or two giants have no effect in front of many masters of the conquest army.

He moved his body and flew towards the west.

Qing Qiao felt that the soul power of the Chinese master was sweeping around several times, but fortunately he was covered by the hidden spirit bead and there was no trace. After waiting for another day, he was sure that the other party had left, so he slowly flowed down the river.

The Chinese army has such masters, and the two of them are no longer enough to resist each other. They must go back as soon as possible, inform the clan elders, and the elders of the temple.

The Chinese clan is too powerful. The giant clan must all gather together, and the giant spirits in the Holy Temple must also be dispatched to resist the opponent's attack.

Qing Qiao was in an extremely heavy mood. The murder of his companion made him feel full of hatred. The tribe was threatened by a huge threat, which made him at a loss. Now he just wanted to pass the news back as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!