My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 373 Young Sword Intent
The surrounding environment echoed with violent spiritual power, and the three cultivators on the ground were a little overwhelmed for a while.

"The realms are not at the same level..." After a boy used his broad-bladed sword to block a sword energy, the broad-bladed sword suffered almost no damage, but his arm was covered with dense blood lines.

"Not only the realm, the fighting style, but also the control of power..." Another boy covered his chest and coughed: "It's all crushing."

"And this is still a situation where the team leader is fighting head-on. If we are allowed to fight head-on..."

At this time, the young man suddenly jumped back to avoid the attack, and then rolled a few times and cursed: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, just tell me how long you can last if you continue like this."

"Eight minutes, this is my limit." The boy who blocked the sword energy at the beginning spread his hands, showing his wounds that could not heal on their own, and the spiritual power belonging to his opponent was raging inside.

"If I risk my life, it will take up to 15 minutes, but I may die suddenly after 10 minutes."

"You're not going to risk your life, are you?" The boy who beat his chest hard to stop coughing raised his head and looked at the young man in white, and said in a very difficult to understand manner: "Which department are they from? Why are they so inexplicable?" A fight started?"

"Only a ghost knows. He said a bunch of ancient sayings inexplicably, and then started to chop us down...can we not chop them back?"

At this time, with a rumbling sound, a dense rain of swords fell down. At the same time, a bolt of thunder and the word 'forbidden' written in ink were thrown into the sky, catching the rain of swords.

At first, the boy was shocked and said: "Are you kidding me? Our team leader is also involved in a fierce battle?"

Their leader is a B-level cultivator. He entered the B(-) realm before entering the secret realm. He has participated in many battles and is good at sealing and fighting methods that use 'words' as power.

At the same time, he is also the leader of the H division strategy team with the most abundant martial virtues. As for them C-level cultivators, they have been following the team leader to perform tasks.

During the Great Migration, the team leader was able to suppress the Lei Gong Formation Eye by himself, and even made it obey his orders without refining it. One can imagine his strength.

But even such a strong man was held back?
"Something's wrong..." After the sword attack landed on the ground, it continued to chase him on the ground for a while, causing the boy who rolled several times to return here again.

Then he continued: "With the temper of our team leader, he starts with big moves to blind his face, and even though he is seriously injured, he still presses the opponent to death. There is no such thing as a fierce battle or a stalemate."

In a normal battle, you must first conduct various trials, inflict maximum damage to the opponent with minimal losses, and then gain the final victory in a situation of trade-off between one and the other.

But their leader is completely different. It is common for them to injure one thousand enemies and eight hundred for themselves, but now they are in a stalemate...

"I'm afraid, our team leader is no match for that young man."

The boy's face looked ugly at first. He simply couldn't imagine what kind of existence it was that couldn't defeat even his team leader.

"Are you kidding? Why would such a strong guy... disperse!"

Before he could finish his words, the broad-bladed sword in his hand slammed forward, and a force passed through the sword body and hit his tiger's mouth. As his spiritual weapon cracked layer by layer, he The whole person was also smashed straight out.

Just for a moment, they were discussing how to fight. The next moment, two practitioners were shaken away, and one was seriously injured. The forest and trees around him also turned into ashes at the same time. Dip powder.

The boy who flew out in the air was stopped abruptly with a thud before he could completely release his strength. He was hit hard on the back and immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood. "Are you OK?"

"What do you think!" The boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then realized that the young man in a sweatshirt next to him looked strange. He coughed up blood and cursed: "At least make me roll on the ground twice... "

When Yin Hang saw the opponent flying backwards at high speed, he wanted to catch him quickly. As a result, he was a little inexperienced in this area and intercepted him abruptly without giving him any buffer space.

Yin Hang, who was aware of this problem, hurriedly took out the healing charm. When the boy saw this, he immediately took it but stuffed it into his pocket.

"I am suffering from internal injuries. The healing charm is useless, so don't waste it."

Yin Hang frowned and wondered, is there any difference between this and wasting it?

When Yin Hang noticed the black identification tag on the opponent's chest, he was stunned and said: "Are you a C-level expert?"

Yin Hang's tone was mixed with some surprise, because before this, he had seen the highest-level cultivators fight, and they were only in the D-level realm.

"I am in C(+) status," the boy said with special emphasis, as if he had bought a new mobile phone, and he must clearly tell the other party the suffix of the mobile phone model.

After all, as a strong man in the C (+) realm, he is, to put it mildly, a half-step B-level existence. How can a C (-) realm be defeated?
Yin Hang suddenly showed a suspicious expression. After all, he had also seen the scene when he was blasted out just now. It was just an ordinary sword energy. It was not as visible as the Qingyu Pavilion. Su Qi waved it casually. Out, used to show strong momentum.

So Yin Hang didn't even think about running over to help, but he saw the other party and was knocked over so casually.

Yin Hang's attitude seriously challenged the boy's self-esteem and authority, and he looked serious, "I'm not one of those practitioners who plays special effects. It seems that my operations are as fierce as a tiger's, but in fact the damage is [-]%."

"If you were to block that sword energy, your Dantian would be shattered by the shock."

In fact, the main reason why he took this hit was that the speed was too slow compared to the sword energy. He had no time to jump away. If he didn't block it, the other two team members would also be injured.

"Oh..." Yin Hang seemed to understand, but soon asked the question he was most worried about at the moment.

"Why are you here, and why are you... fighting among yourself?"

"It's not an internal fight -" The boy gasped and sat up, looking at the terrifying front. He was probably knocked hundreds of meters away from the blow just now.

"I am a C-level... first-stage member of the C(+) level. Our main battlefield is arranged in the area 11-9. The task is to decapitate some extremely powerful spiritual beasts."

"Also because the aftermath of our battle is not something that low-level cultivators can bear, let alone survivors."

"While we were performing our mission, we discovered an abnormality here and rushed over immediately."

(End of this chapter)