In the black stone forest, Daolin was constantly being beaten back and forth by Jiang Yao, and the surrounding stone forest was basically destroyed.
Han Zimo was lying in a pile of rubble at this time. He had recovered several times before, but he was no match for Jiang Yao. He would be defeated almost every time he faced him.
Dowling got up from the ground. Although such an attack would not be fatal to him, it would be very frustrating.
"How can I see him?" Dolin tried all possible methods, but the other party really seemed to be invisible, and he was completely invisible.
Even if the other party touched his body, he didn't feel anything at all. He didn't know he had been attacked until he was beaten out or thrown to the ground.
Daolin glanced around and said coldly: "Trash like you..." Before he could finish his words, he was thrown away by Jiang Yao like a javelin, and did not stop until he crashed into a stone wall. , the stone wall was directly hit with a spider web-shaped crack of more than ten meters.
Jiang Yao's voice sounded in front of him: "Do you know what you look like now? Like an incompetent waste!"
Dolin glared in front of him. He suddenly reached out his hand, but missed it, but the sound clearly came from in front of him.
Daolin jumped up suddenly, and the spider web-like cracks on the stone wall spread rapidly, and then collapsed instantly.
With a loud bang, Daolin was hit hard to the ground by Jiang Yao. After a deep hole was made on the ground, he opened his mouth and spat out a large pool of blood.
A shadow shook, and Jiang Yao appeared in front of him with a sneer on his face. He flew forward again and punched Dolin dozens of times on the body.
Each of these blows was astonishingly powerful and powerful. Waves of water-like fluctuations appeared on the hard ground. Dolin groaned. He was unable to fight back at all and could only be beaten passively.
As Jiang Yao roared loudly, the speed of his punches increased again, and the wind of the punches reflected many shadows. Daolin's body had been beaten into shape by him, and he could hardly spit out blood, and the big man behind him The pit also made strange noises like mourning.
"Ah...!!!" Jiang Yao shouted violently, using up the last bit of strength in his body to throw the last punch!
This punch directly knocked down the ground of a hundred meters in radius by more than ten meters.
Jiang Yao jumped out of the pit, panting heavily, and his arms twitched subconsciously.
"It's time to die!"
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. Jiang Yao patted the dust on his hands and sighed: "Hey... I don't have such a big head, so I have to wear such a big hat... If you don't hinder me, I won't end up like this." "
"Hehehe... I don't quite understand what you mean, but I think you have basically lost your fighting power, right?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao turned around and looked, and saw that Daolin, who was supposed to be lying in the pit without knowing whether to live or die, was standing behind him intact. Apart from his tattered clothes, he didn't even have any flesh wounds.
"How did you do that!!!" Jiang Yao could no longer maintain his previous calmness, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Is there anything strange about this? It's just because I also learned the illusion that you are proud of." As soon as Dolin finished speaking, the figure had disappeared.
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Then Jiang Yao heard a noise in the pit behind him. He turned around and saw Daolin, covered in blood and flesh and with twisted limbs, crawling out of the pit.
Jiang Yao's face had become very ugly. He didn't understand that this was his unique skill. Why could the other party learn it so easily?
Daolin disappeared from the pit again, and Daolin's voice rang in Jiang Yao's ears: "You are a weakling, no matter what you say or do, you are a weakling, and a self-righteous weakling who feels good about himself. !」
Jiang Yao grinned and showed an ugly smile. He spat on the ground and said, "Humph... I am the weak one? Now I will cut you two into pieces! Let's see who is the weak one!"
An invisible aura unfolded in the air. I don't know if it was because of the destruction of the black stone, but now I could actually use some infuriating energy.
The energy fluctuation caused by Jiang Yao's simple movement directly shattered all the surrounding black stones. His speed was faster than before, and the power of the big knife in his hand was enough to directly break through the black stone mountains.
But Daolin was more calm and calm than at the beginning of the battle, as if Jiang Yao's strength had increased again and posed no threat to him.
Weird noises were heard, and Jiang Yao passed by Daolin who was standing there. The former's proud smile froze on his face, dozens of hideous wounds burst out all over his body, and blood spurted from every wound. When it came out, it was floating in the air, just like rain.
Dolin tilted his head and looked at Uncle Zhu over his shoulder. He didn't know whether his eyes were sympathetic or contemptuous: "You have recovered your Qi, haven't I? Shouldn't you be running away with your head in your hands? What a pity. Just as I underestimated you at first, you also misjudged my strength."
Jiang Yao stood up again. He used Qi to seal the wounds on his body. He gritted his teeth, but he didn't know what to say.
Dolin continued: "If it were a few months ago, I would definitely not be able to defeat you, because at that time I was only in the transcendent realm, but during that time, I had an opportunity that was not good. Therefore, the situation was completely It’s different.”
Jiang Yao spat out a mouthful of blood: "Hmph...bluff...you were clearly not my opponent just now..."
"It was just now." Dolin interrupted, "First of all, you have to understand that I can do what you know. Although I am not as skilled as you, you can't even think of influencing me. Compared with Zhenqi, I myself It’s recognized as being comparable to the peak of Shenhe Realm, but it’s almost the same as yours. My physical body is stronger than yours, so why are you fighting with me?”
Jiang Yao's wound stopped bleeding due to the sealing of his true energy. He raised his weapon again: "I have no idea what you are talking about!!" He shouted and rushed forward again. But Dolin still stood expressionless and took his move.
"I don't expect you to understand right away. When you are under my control later, just don't cry and beg me to let you go."
Even if Jiang Yao wasn't beaten and vomited blood, his veins were about to explode from Dao Lin's anger: "That's nonsense! I won't lose! No!"
"Humph..." A ferocious smile appeared on Daolin's face. At that moment, Jiang Yao's soul trembled involuntarily. In his eyes, he saw a huge and terrifying shadow appearing behind Daolin.
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"Loose? Did you make something wrong? I don't want you to lose, I want your life!" Daolin took out the blood mist and handed it to his right hand. He held the blood mist knife in his hand, and his eyes became cold.
"When the Qi flows into the Gangfeng, it becomes a sword. Why do you have to take ten steps to kill someone? - Soul-suppressing!"
The huge shadow stretched out its hand towards Jiang Yao, and Jiang Yao felt an uncontrollable force pulling him to fly towards Daolin. He saw that the knife in Daolin's hand had lit up with a frightening blood-colored light. Jiang Yao felt that his strength was draining away, and the suffocating murderous aura was constantly impacting every nerve in him.
A smile appeared on the corner of Daolin's mouth. In Jiang Yao's eyes, this man was simply the god of death from hell. The murderous aura in him at this moment could make any life in the world tremble.
"Ah...!!!" Jiang Yao roared in fear for no reason. Even though he felt the fear and despair, he still wanted to fight to the death.
He desperately wanted to get out of control, and used all the tricks he could. After all, he was a strong man at the peak of the Shenhe realm, and his terrifying energy was completely released in the near-death crisis.
Daolin slowly closed his eyes, and an invisible pressure spread all over his body. When Jiang Yao came within ten steps of him, he suddenly opened his eyes and took one step forward.
His figure became blurry, and the red light of the Blood Mist Knife outlined several smooth trajectories in the air. This move was like the artistic conception in the painting, elegant and elegant, and it was in direct opposition to Jiang Yao's ugly and dangerous moves.
Their figures passed each other again. Jiang Yao seemed not to be injured this time. He was still standing. After a few seconds, he slowly turned around: "This shouldn't be the power that the Shenhe realm can have... It shouldn't... …”
Daolin did not look back. He turned his back to Jiang Yao and said, "There are still many things you don't understand!"
When his words fell, Jiang Yao
His body shattered on the ground like collapsed building blocks...
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