"F*ck!" Daolin roared and rushed towards Cui Bingshi, and he was really angry.
"Hmph! Little brat, are you in a hurry to die?" Cui Bingshi looked at Daolin who jumped in the air and punched him without hiding, because he had already discovered that Daolin did have good combat power, but he The level of cultivation is indeed far different, and he also wants to see what other tricks this kid has.
Daolin punched Cui Bingshi on the neck with all his strength. The terrifying force was indeed beyond Cui Bingshi's expectation. He felt pain, a sharp pain to the bones. His neck was almost broken by the punch. His vision went dark, and his whole body He was knocked out.
Daolin roared and rushed towards Cui Bingshi again. Since the other party despised him, he would let the other party know the consequences.
With just one step, he came to Cui Bingshi. Cui Bingshi had just landed on the ground and felt the strong wind, but he was helpless. Daolin grabbed his neck and threw Cui Bingshi away with one hand. go out.
Before Cui Bingshi landed, Daolin's voice followed him along with the roaring wind: "Phoenix Silence Strike!"
With Cui Bingshi as the center, a huge phoenix shadow crashed into him. The raging flames destroyed everything around him like a hurricane. The trees were instantly burned to ashes, and the ground was baked with ravines due to the high temperature.
This time Cui Bingshi did not sit still and wait for death. His true energy formed a shield around his body. The shield continued to form in front of him, break, form again, and break again.
High in the sky, a huge sword was condensed, with a blade as long as a hundred meters.
"Taiyi Huangji cuts with one sword!!!"
Daolin roared angrily and swung his knife straight towards the center of the flames below.
At the same time, blood overflowed from Cui Bingshi's mouth, and the shield could no longer be maintained.
The huge sword weighed more than 10,000 kilograms, and it was even more powerful when it fell from the air. Cui Bingshi, who was acting crazily, could no longer dodge when he realized that the crisis was approaching. He only heard a loud noise, and the earth seemed to tremble, and then smoke and dust flew up all over the sky. A huge crack was left on the ground, as if it could be caused by an earthquake.
Next to the huge crack in the ground, a severed arm was still twitching, and the entire shoulder had been cut off. The owner of the arm had obviously been pressed to the ground by the entire blade, just like a kitchen knife chopping up a cockroach. Except for this arm, it was probably only The plasma is left.
Daolin gasped and fell to the ground. The huge sword formed by Taiyi Huangji's slash had turned into zhenqi and dissipated in the air. His eyes were fixed on the huge gap. He didn't know that the Phoenix Silence Strike plus Taiyi Can Huang Ji kill the opponent with one strike?
After all, he had used Die Lan, he had used the Phoenix Nirvana Strike, and he had used the Taiyi Emperor's Blade Slash. If the opponent could really withstand it, he would really have no other means.
"Cough cough cough cough..." A loud cough sounded, and an arm covered with wounds touched the edge of the huge crack, and then Cui Bingshi crawled out of the crack.
He looked like a beggar at this time, his clothes were in rags, and his entire left arm had disappeared.
"Ahem... it's strong enough. These two strokes are very strong, but unfortunately... it's still almost meaningless." Cui Bingshi coughed and said.
At this moment, a sword sound sounded, and a huge sword that penetrated the sky and the earth fell from the sky, directly piercing Cui Bingshi into the ground. Poor Cui Bingshi, not long after he climbed up from the ground, now disappeared below the ground level again.
When Daolin saw this Divine Sword, he was completely relieved. He fell directly to the ground and looked at the sky. A figure in black robe slowly landed on the hilt of the Divine Sword. It was still the same as before. In general, he lightly raised one foot and stamped on the hilt of the sword.
The divine sword that had penetrated deep into the ground thrust downward again.
"Old Han, I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to rest for a while." After that, Daolin slowly closed his eyes.
Xiao Tian and Bai Hu came to his side and protected him.
Han Zimo waved his hand and the Divine Sword dispersed. He slowly landed on the ground like a banished immortal. He seemed to know that his opponent was not dead yet, so he waited quietly for the opponent to come out.
Sure enough, after a while, Cui Bingshi climbed up from the ground again. He was more embarrassed than last time, and his entire upper body was bleeding.
"Who are you..." Cui Bingshi asked, glaring at Han Zimo.
Clang! There was a sword cry, and a bloody arm flew out. This was Cui Bingshi's only remaining arm!
"Ah..." Cui Bingshi screamed, big beads of sweat falling down his forehead.
"Old Han, keep him alive and take him back!" Daolin heard the screams and quickly sat up again. Xiaotian thoughtfully lay down behind him so that he could have a place to lean on.
Old Han nodded with his back to Daolin. He raised his arm again, and a transparent long sword made of condensed energy rested on Cui Bingshi's shoulder.
At this moment, Cui Bingshi's arms were broken, and he could no longer use his favorite claw marks. After all, he was not a Saiyan who could spray shock waves from his mouth. The only remaining tricks he could use were biting and kicking.
The biggest problem was the loss of his psychological advantage. He was too aggrieved. First, he was humiliated by the kid in the distance, and finally he was able to beat him, but because of his carelessness, he was released one after another by the kid. Two killing moves.
Then came this man in black robe who suddenly appeared. His sword was very fast and very powerful. He knew that there were only two endings for today, either he committed suicide or he was taken back for questioning.
No one will come to save him. With both arms lost, he has no use value at all. Although for him, this kind of injury will not make him disabled forever, but it will take at least three months to regenerate his hands. , not only requires people to spend a lot of money.
"Hey! Why are you in such a daze? Are you thinking about kneeling down and begging me? As long as you kneel down and admit your mistake, I might be in a good mood and leave you a whole body!" Daolin Youya leaned against Xiao. Tian shouted, he was completely confident at this time, and even stuffed some tobacco into his pipe and started smoking.
"Oh, by the way, you don't have any intact corpses anymore. Let's do this. As long as you kneel down and admit your mistake, I guarantee that I will give you a good time after interrogating you to find out what we want to know." Dorian took a puff on his pipe and said.
Daolin scolded Cui Bingshi unscrupulously, while Han Zimo looked at Cui Bingshi expressionlessly.
It was so humiliating. From the beginning to the end, this guy had been attacking him personally and polluting his personality. Cui Bingshi couldn't bear it anymore. Even if he was going to die, he would rush over and bite Daolin.
With a roar, Cui Bingshi threw away the sword on his shoulder and attacked Daolin. His speed was far from what it was at the beginning of the battle.
But Han Zimo would give him a chance. When he rushed towards Daolin, he stopped Cui Bingshi first, and the two had already started fighting.
Soon, the battle between Han Zimo and Cui Bingshi came to an end. Blood kept pouring out of Cui Bingshi's mouth and his body was covered with scars. Cui Bingshi had actually lost long ago. Even if he had chosen to escape just now, he would never survive tonight.
Han Zimo had the absolute upper hand, and his sword left new wounds on Cui Bingshi's body. Cui Bingshi had completely given up biting and kicking, and could only dodge, but even so, he was gradually losing strength and dying. Destiny has irrevocably arrived, it's just a matter of time.
Han Zimo hit Cui Bingshi with an elbow. Severe pain came from inside Cui Bingshi's body. He knelt on the ground with blood foaming from his mouth.
Han Zimo's sword slashed towards Cui Bingshi's neck. He could no longer avoid this blow. He closed his eyes and waited for the last moment to come. He felt so hateful. He hated that boy, even if he died and turned into a ghost. Never let him go...
