Wu Chongjiu and Li Shuidao piloted the Iceberg Pterosaur and soared above the sea of clouds.
The wings of the Iceberg Pterosaur are as clear as ice crystals, and the cold air is overwhelming.
Wu Chongjiu and Li Shuidao, on the other hand, were like two immortals, talking and laughing happily.
"Wu Daoyou...you are flying a little high. Aren't you afraid of the strong wind at such a high altitude?" Li Shuidao asked with a smile on his face.
"Hahahaha... So what if the wind is strong? Only when you fly high can you see far!" He stood proudly on the back of the pterosaur, his clothes fluttering, his eyes bright, and he was very confident.
"Brother Shui Dao, you fly low on weekdays, aren't you afraid that some humble people won't be able to pick it up and attack you?" Wu Chongjiu teased.
"Haha, Brother Wu was joking." Li Shuidao shook his head and laughed.
While the two were chatting and laughing, the Iceberg Pterosaur broke out of the clouds and spread its wings to fly high.
After a stick of incense, the Iceberg Pterosaur had flown hundreds of miles away from Zixiao Peak.
This location is almost there!
Li Shuidao suddenly took out the human skin mask from his arms and gently put it on his face.
Wu Chongjiu was a little strange. He looked at Li Shuidao with a little confusion in his eyes, "Fellow Daoist Li, why are you doing this? There are only two of us here, why are you wearing a mask?"
Li Shuidao smiled lightly and said in a gentle and deep voice, "It's better to be cautious."
"Why be cautious?" Wu Chongjiu asked.
"It's always better to be cautious." Li Shuidao did not answer directly, but smiled slightly. There was something sinister and cruel in his smile.
Taiyin finger!
Li Shuidao's fingers glowed with cold light, one pointed at the Iceberg Pterosaur beneath him, and the other pointed at Wu Chongjiu, who was close at hand.
"Ouch..." The Iceberg Pterosaur let out a shrill roar. The roar was full of pain and unwillingness, and black blood spilled from the corner of the pterosaur's mouth, and the black blood was even mixed with minced meat.
Iceberg Pterosaur is dead!
Fell from the sky.
Wu Chongjiu also felt a tight pain in his chest.
He is poisoned!
"Despicable!" Wu Chongjiu roared angrily. He who originally only had a second-level peak cultivation level actually burst out with a third-level terrifying aura.
He hit Li Shuidao in the chest with a backhand punch.
boom!
A ring of ice exploded.
The broken ice blocked Wu Chongjiu's sight and Li Shuidao took the opportunity to fly away.
The Ice Toad Armor once again helped Li Shuidao, and at this time his cultivation level had actually reached the third level.
"Why did you sneak attack me?" Wu Chongjiu glared, his voice full of anger and confusion.
Li Shuidao sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
This battle is about life and death, no nonsense!
He jumped up and had the ethereal sword in his hand.
"cut!"
A huge ice sword stretched across the sky, and the fierce and fierce sword light seemed like the sky was tilting, and the sound was shocking.
The purple-black aura on Wu Chongjiu's body became even stronger. He clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body seemed to be burning with a blazing flame.
"break!"
He punched out, with an aura that destroyed the world, and collided with the ice sword.
Boom!
The deafening sound caused the clouds to roll, and the entire sky seemed to be shaking.
Purple-black flames and ice swords intertwined and collided fiercely, emitting streaks of bright brilliance.
Li Shuidao's figure loomed behind the ice sword, and every time he swung the sword energy, there was a biting cold air, as if it would freeze the whole world.
Wu Chongjiu, on the other hand, was like a phoenix burning with dark flames, fearless and fearless. Every time he swung his fist, there was a blazing flame, as if he was going to burn everything.
The two figures moved quickly in the air, their sword energy and fist strength constantly colliding, emitting astonishing energy fluctuations.
There was rolling thunder in the sky, and everyone knew that this was a life-and-death duel between third-level monks!
Li Shuidao's eyes flashed with surprise. Wu Chongjiu exceeded his expectations. This guy was obviously a swordsman, but he relied on his physical body to launch a rampage. Even he could not resist it.
Wu Chongjiu looked at Li Shuidao angrily, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. This was his cultivation of the Purple Yang Demonic Skill. At this moment, he was like an invincible demon god.
"Why did you betray the Ziyang Clan?" Wu Chongjiu's voice was full of anger and confusion, and his eyes flashed with purple light, which was the symbol of his Ziyang Demonic Skill.
At this time, the two of them were chasing each other. Li Shuidao had no intention of fighting Wu Chongjiu, so he taunted: "Your question is very childish. There is only survival and death here, there is no right or wrong."
When Wu Chongjiu heard this answer, his eyes became even colder, "Then go to hell!"
A hot purple-black aura emerged from his body, which was the ultimate cultivation level of Ziyang Demonic Skill. He clenched his fists with both hands and rushed towards Li Shuidao with invincible momentum.
"Suffer death! Desolate Mysterious Technique, Purple Sun Falling from the Sky." As Wu Zhongjiu roared, a mysterious force bound Li Shuidao in mid-air, as if the whole world was suppressing him, making him unable to move.
Wu Chongjiu's voice was like a demon from the Nine Nether Abyss, cold and cruel, "Today I will let you taste the true power of Ziyang Magic Technique!"
"Frost Sword Qi is nothing more than that, let's see how I break it!"
"I will destroy you physically and mentally!"
"Li Shuidao, Ziyang Demonic Art, is invincible in the world. I will let you understand this truth today!"
"You are just a clown, let me see how you can resist!"
"Today I will let you see what real power is!"
Li Shuidao: "..."
Wu Chongjiu's Purple Yang Demonic Skill continued to explode. Like a flaming god of war, he faced Li Shuidao, who was bound in mid-air, without fear.
boom!
A poisonous thunder bead exploded, and khaki poisonous smoke blocked Wu Chongjiu's sight.
Li Shuidao moved like a frog and slipped away...
Wu Chongjiu's move was indeed very strong, but it did not really restrain Li Shuidao. Li Shuidao was frozen in mid-air, but it was just his cooperation in acting that deceived Wu Chongjiu into using "Purple Sun Fall from the Sky."
The powerful move failed, and Wu Chongjiu felt as if he had eaten shit. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out.
His true cultivation level is only at the peak of the second level, relying on the ray of Qi left in his body by Demon Lord Ziyang, so that he can compete with Li Shuidao, a real third level monk.
Now that the strongest blow had been cheated out, Ziyang's true energy was running low, and the consequences that followed would be unimaginable.
Wu Chongjiu already felt that his strength was beginning to weaken. The poison was also eating away at his body. His movements became a little slower, and Li Shuidao looked at him coldly like a bad wolf, waiting for him to weaken and then kill him.
Wu Chongjiu felt a chill in his heart, he would die if he continued like this!
Gotta find a way.
His eyes rolled, and he did come up with a solution.
Show weakness!
This is his only chance to turn defeat into victory.
Wu Chongjiu rolled his eyes and fell from the sky. He fell from a high altitude as if he had died.
Li Shuidao looked at him from a distance and slowly approached, always keeping a safe distance.
There was a boom.
Wu Chongjiu fell heavily onto the iceberg and snowfield.
Li Shuidao watched all this with narrowed eyes, a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth. (End of chapter)
