"I'll give you a big pineapple!"
Yu Lingdi suddenly went crazy. With a twitch of his hand, it started raining all over the sky. When no one could react at all, he blew the masked man's head on the spot.
"Bang!"
In the pouring rain, there was an explosion.
Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.
The storyteller was still looking at Haitang'er with a bright smile, but now his face suddenly froze...
The small ax in Cenqiaofu's hand tightened, and his limbs were stiffened by this palm, and his eyes were dull...
Even Haitang'er, who arrived belatedly, was not in time to rescue her immediately. She watched helplessly as her head was blown out of thin air in front of outsiders...
"this?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked in all directions.
He had long known how charming the Eighth Sword Immortal was.
But inexplicably, the masked man's head was blown open, and the facial expressions of many of the Saint Slave's bosses changed color at that moment, which still made his heart beat wildly.
This, this, this...
This guy is so brave!
Yuling drops?
how dare you!
Xu Xiaoshou remembered what the masked man said in the white cave.
Not surprisingly, Yu Lingdi's father should have been in the same era as Bazunzhen, and was completely crushed.
But even so, he took action as soon as he said it, and even blew people's heads.
Even if both sides have sworn hatred.
But before, I could hold back and communicate in a pleasant manner.
Why all of a sudden...
"Young man, your road is narrow!"
Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously took a few steps back and gave up the battlefield.
He knew that the masked man was immortal.
I also know how much respect the Saint Slave bosses have for this so-called first seat of the day after tomorrow!
as expected.
The next second, the first person to riot was the storyteller who always had his brother in his heart.
"You are being presumptuous!"
The storyteller roared, his eyes bloodshot and red on the spot.
Previously, in Changyi's "Rhythm of Light" realm, my brother was exploded. It was his own choice.
But now, in front of everyone, my brother’s head was blown off...
With this hatred, even if his brother wanted him not to take action at this moment, it would be impossible.
What accommodation, what face, what swordsmanship...
"Die to me!"
He just roared and rushed forward alone.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned on one side.
Lao Tzu? !
This was the first time he heard such a manly self-portrait coming from a storyteller.
Is this guy really so excited that he goes crazy?
The storyteller raised the question "Yin Yang Life and Death?", tapped his toes, and switched positions directly with his brother.
Immediately, he waved his palm inexplicably.
He didn't even want to say the order of heaven, he held up the suddenly enlarged shadow of the ancient book and slapped Yu Lingdi hard.
It seems that it is difficult to relieve the resentment in the heart without reciprocating the treatment.
"careful!"
No. 33 reminded.
But the space replacement is too fast.
Yu Lingdi had no time to react to the sudden change.
His idea was not to talk nonsense, just to ignite the flames of war and call Senior Wuyue back to join the war.
I didn’t expect that it would take just one slap...
The other party's reaction was so violent!
"boom!"
There was an explosion.
The air waves surged, pushing back the rain from the sky.
With a hiss, the storyteller's figure flew out upside down.
Everyone glanced at him, only to see that Yu Lingdi's attack, which he could not react to, was blocked by the elbow of the tall man beside him.
"Number 33..."
Yu Lingdi murmured softly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
But just for such a moment of lost consciousness, there was another whistling wind behind his head.
The storyteller in front of him was obviously knocked upside down by No. 33's elbow, but when he suddenly turned around, he saw an angry storyteller behind him.
"die!"
The huge yin and yang life and death that was bent by life and death? The shadow was shot from the sky, like a giant's palm, about to draw Yu Lingdi into powder.
But No. 33 really looks like an emotionless fighting machine.
He didn't even have the slightest chance to calm down. After sending the storyteller flying in front of him with his elbow, he turned around and kicked the second storyteller away with a whip kick.
"boom!"
The second storyteller was still kicked away.
Yu Lingdi was kicked out of the void behind him, and a thick black hole was opened.
The space disintegrated inch by inch, making Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids twitch wildly as he watched the battle.
This reaction speed...
This attack power...
"Is this the mature form of the Tianji puppet?"
"Throne body?"
Hee hee hee…
The masked man's head in front of him turned into sword energy, and then stared into the shape of a human head again.
He looked at the crazy storyteller, frowned, and muttered: "It's too impulsive, isn't it just a head?"
Now Cenjov couldn't listen anymore.
"you've changed."
He refuted:
"A few decades ago, I would have dared to conclude that you would not even have said these words... No, you would have never thought of saying anything like this."
"But now, it's really changed."
He pondered for a long time.
Cenjov continued: "Maybe to you, this is just an insignificant head."
"But for the Saint Slave, this is dignity!"
As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the Immortal Ax in his hand, bowed his calf, and said, "Now, you can't just leave. This battle must be fought... That kid will also die!"
Say it.
Cenjov's figure was like a cannonball, shooting out on the spot.
Xu Xiaoshou stared at him in shock and left.
In a battle situation, two storytellers are enough.
But under the continuous defense of No. 33, these two storytellers had already flown out.
But the third storyteller was suddenly torn apart from the crack in the void in mid-air.
Like a tarsal maggot, not even changing his moves, Storyteller No. 3 swung the phantom of the ancient book into a full moon and drew it towards Yu Lingdrop.
"Be careful."
No. 33 was not even the slightest bit disturbing, and the reminders were emotionless.
As soon as he entered the fighting state, he directly abandoned all the things he usually learned about humans, and only focused on fighting.
Storyteller's attack is fast.
But under his second-level combat consciousness, he could catch and even predict it.
"Block."
Saying two words plainly, No. 33 crossed his hands above his head, trying to block the Storyteller's attack from the sky.
But the scene in front of him suddenly blurred, and an old man holding an ax flew out with narrowed eyes.
"Big iron block, want to play with this old man?"
Even No. 33 was slightly stunned by this sudden attack.
Because before that, he couldn't even capture the old man's aura.
"Shouldn't you still be there..."
Too weak!
In just a moment, No. 33 reacted.
This old man is not a Zhan Dao with the level of a storyteller, he is truly Taixu!
"Panxian Axe, the beginning of chaos!"
Cenjov came with an ax in hand.
The moment the weapon approached, it suddenly expanded into a mottled giant axe, which was about ten feet long.
With his final shout, the elements of heaven and earth were cut open, transformed into Hongmeng Purple Meaning, and incorporated into the giant axe.
"Keng——"
The clang of clashing iron weapons exploded.
The body of No. 33 was like the hardest spiritual weapon in the world. He blocked this attack with his abdomen without even taking a step back.
The corner of his lips curled up, imitating mocking.
"A mere human being, nothing more than that..."
A smile just appeared on his face, but before he finished speaking, No. 33 felt something was wrong.
The essence of the energy core in the body of Tianji Puppet was frantically absorbed after the old man's giant ax cut open a trace of skin on his body.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the energy core essence was eliminated.
On the other hand, Cenjov.
The rust on the giant ax on this guy's hand seemed to have been directly cleaned.
In the blink of an eye, the ax blade became sparkling and bright.
"It's just a piece of iron, making irresponsible remarks about human beings?"
Cenqiaofu sneered disdainfully and pressed his hand hard.
"open."
boom! ! !
Yu Lingdi's long hair fluttered.
No. 33 in front of him was split into two halves under Cenjou's force.
Half goes up to heaven, half goes down to earth.
Neither space nor the earth could stop its explosive charge.
The body part of God was collapsed into the space debris in the blink of an eye.
The piece that hit the ground hit the ground. If it hit the water-milled tofu, it would be deeply embedded in it and disappear.
"Damn it!"
Xu Xiaoshou lost his voice in his heart.
Looking at this horrifying scene, his whole body felt chilly.
This is a Tianji puppet!
The guy who can blast the storyteller out with just one elbow meets Cenchofu...
One ax, two cuts?
"That's it?"
"Is this the difference between Zhan Dao and Taixu?"
It’s not over yet!
Yu Lingdi, who lost the resistance of No. 33, was suddenly exposed in front of Cen Qiaofu, who was dragging a giant axe, and the storyteller who suddenly descended from the sky with an ancient book.
Yu Lingdi, a mere Dao realm, a weak throne.
Just now he blew the masked man's head open with one palm, and what he was about to face in the blink of an eye...
It turned out to be the storyteller of the pinnacle of the Dao of Killing, the complete nine-death thunder tribulation, and the true supreme power - Taixu, Cen Qiaofu!
His face turned green.
He grabbed Zhan Dao and chopped Taixu.
But this does not mean that he Yu Lingdi can do the storyteller collapses in the front without changing his appearance, or the woodcutter moves to the left without blinking his eyes.
Yu Lingdi was frightened, and at the speed of light, he pulled out his hands and made a seal in mid-air.
"Water Moon Cave Sky, Seal."
A complicated and complex formation diagram appeared in the palm of my hand.
The Dao patterns on it overlap, and a sense of the boundless mystery and majesty of the sea emerges.
When the outline of the secret appeared, a bright moon illuminated the sky.
The water whirlpool under Yu Lingdi's feet turned, and he sank and was about to escape into it.
"Flowers bloom thousands of miles away, half a step into the fairyland!"
Far away, Begonia'er gently twirled the six-leaf begonia flower in her hand and took half a step.
The Mysterious Cave under Yu Lingdi's feet suddenly shook, as if the energy was disordered midway, and new sprouts emerged from the water.
immediately.
The new shoots grew wildly, directly draining the rain from miles around and turning it into nutrients.
A huge fragrant purple-leafed crabapple with a radius of one hundred feet is in full bloom, and its fragrance spreads thousands of miles away.
Everyone in the audience was in a trance after hearing this.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had lost his soul for a moment, as if he was in a fairyland.
The rain stopped.
The enemy is gone.
There is only the misty white mist of the fairy garden, and the coquettish begonia flowers blooming in the mist.
"What a nice view……"
He couldn't help but murmur.
This kind of fairyland can only be found in dreams.
It is hard to find half of it in the world.
But suddenly.
"Being confused, passive value, +1."
The information bar jumped, and Xu Xiaoshou immediately woke up from his predicament.
"Illusion!"
As soon as he woke up like this, the picture he "perceived" replaced everything he saw with his eyes.
I saw all the people in white clothes who had retreated to the end and no longer participated in the battle, and their faces were all intoxicated, showing a look of obsession.
And Yu Lingdi, who was in the middle of the battle, also curved his lips.
But he seems to be mentally stronger than the others.
Before the smile on his lips was completely raised, it stopped and his expression returned to normal.
Then he blinked and saw reality...
Horrible reality! !
…
"Panxian Axe, the elements are destroyed!"
Cen Qiaofu smiled ferociously, and cut Yu Lingdi straight open with an ax as he came back to consciousness from a trance.
He knew that Yu Lingdi had understood the secret of water system.
And this kind of person is generally likely to be a body of elements.
What is the elemental body?
Just like the first one, ordinary physical attacks are ineffective against it.
The other party only needs to use the heavenly path and elements, and in a blink of an eye, he can use the Five Elements Water Element and the water element between heaven and earth to reshape himself.
But who is Cenchov?
Too weak!
Others need many battle attempts to come to the conclusion, but as soon as he got started, he directly brought the result forward.
Not only did he cut off the water-type avenue in this place's heavenly path out of thin air.
A single "Elemental Destruction" emptied all the water elements within a radius of several miles.
And the outside world.
With Haitang'er's huge Begonia flower constantly absorbing the rain from the sky, the possibility of Yu Lingdi's last step - to gain energy from the previously accumulated rain and restore his body was also eliminated on the spot.
Let’s take another 10,000 steps back to talk about it…
Even if all the external factors that could make Yu Lingdi recover from his injuries have been ended.
The Qi Hailing Yuan in this guy's body still has the possibility of self-repair!
But the crux of the matter lies in this.
The unique "spiritual-draining" property of "Panxian Ax" is a terrifying spiritual weapon that can even absorb half of the essence of Tianji Puppet's energy core in an instant.
How long can Yu Lingdi's throne be able to withstand it?
"die!"
No surprise at all.
Yu Lingdi, who had all retreat options ended, still had a sense of luck.
But when the Panxian Ax cut into his skin, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately realized that he was wrong.
Elemental body, rain recovery, spiritual repair...
All escape routes were cut off by this axe!
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The scene where No. 33's body was severed just now reappeared.
The difference from that time was that this time, Yu Lingdi's body, which was cut in half with an axe, not only did not explode into water mist as everyone expected, but instead, after a bang, a stream of red blood burst out directly.
Even while it was flying upside down, its weak body collapsed into several large pieces on the spot because it could not withstand the power of Panxian Axe.
"I'll be a good boy..."
Xu Xiaoshou used "perception" to clearly detect all the subtle fluctuations in the scene.
In the eyes of others, it is just an ordinary chop.
In his eyes, it was simply wonderful, and the calculation was so meticulous that it was extremely terrifying.
Are all Taixu's battles so tragic?
Not giving the opponent even the slightest chance, and killing him as soon as he comes up?
"Is this... the consequence of not giving face?"
