He endured the pain and propped up his body, relying on the Grant Sword that reached the ground to stand firm. He couldn't even open one eye, and there were broken weapons everywhere he looked.
I can’t stand my own weakness, so why do I always get hurt at every turn? I've been beaten too much and I don't want to be beaten anymore.
He finally remembered the merit list that he didn't pay much attention to, and made up his mind that only by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue to benefit all sentient beings could he regain all the power that was sealed in the merit list.
But what to do now? I couldn't even stand up anymore. My whole body hurt so much that I was about to fall down.
The giant hand of Dharmakaya Suna Yantian used the power to crush him to pieces. The reason why he was not shattered into pieces was because he was protected by golden light and black energy.
Before he could even take two steps, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. After a while, he got up with difficulty and propped himself up on all fours.
His body had no strength, breathing was painful, and his chest hurt so much that he coughed violently. Blood sprayed from his mouth, his forehead was bleeding heavily, and the only eye he could open was filled with blood.
The Grant sword on the ground suddenly trembled at this moment.
"Ao Bing is here." The demon king's voice echoed from the sword.
The figure walking quietly a few hundred meters away drifted over in an instant when Fengyu raised his head and raised his fist.
The body that was thrown away by the hammer fell to the ground, his back hit the ground hard, and his eyes could no longer be opened.
The blue-haired and blue-eyed young man showed up, and a crack appeared in his severed waist, which was about half the length of his waist.
"Let's cut you into pieces right here."
When he said these words, the most serious crack in his waist healed automatically. Apart from being stained with blood, there were no injuries, and his straight facial features were as handsome as ever.
He stepped on one of the young man's legs, and when he exerted force, the leg wrapped in light and black energy did not crunch or break.
"Originally, you were supposed to be melted by the heat source released by the Nine Dragon Balls. It was the light and black energy surrounding you that protected you, right? Tsk, you really have the halo of the protagonist!"
Ao Bing took two steps forward, raised his feet and turned his lying body over, slightly surprised by the terrifying appearance of this man wrapped like a mummy.
"That's disgusting."
He frowned, with an expression of unconcealable disgust on his face.
He squatted down with his knees bent, and when he saw a little golden light emerging from the empty eyes of the ugly mummy, he knew that he was awake, so he put his hand that had turned into an ice pick towards him.
This thing is pure and clean, shaped like a drill. The sharp cone will spin at a very fast speed, and it will be pressed against Fengyu's face to make a hole, with the intention of piercing the head.
Pieces of flying golden light strips and black energy surged out from the face, swept upwards, and twisted wildly.
Ao Bing pressed his trembling body with his right leg and left hand, exerting all his strength.
Tormented by deep loneliness, despair and severe pain, Fengyu collapsed and screamed, almost going crazy with grief and anger.
He grabbed the drill bit with both free hands and resisted with all his strength. The golden light and black energy in his hands surged wildly.
"You are very stubborn. Seeing your vigorous vitality, the more I can't help but want to destroy you."
The Grant Sword that fell to the ground stood upright more than 20 meters away, emitting endless wisps of golden light and black energy.
The phantom-like upper body of the Demon King seeped out of the sword hilt, and he stood by and watched Feng Yu suffer.
“There are too many strong people in the world where the weak prey on the strong. The weak always have to take a few beatings to grow until they become strong and then devour the weak.
It’s common for young men who slay dragons to become evil dragons. Will you be one of them? "
The demon king's calm and sober words ran into his mind, and the irritated Feng Yu went berserk.
His left hand stretched out in the direction of Grant's Sword, intending to grab something.
What he wants to seize is hope, light, and the Taoist heart to move forward bravely and never give in, instead of grabbing the sword in his hand and slaying the dragon and then turning into an evil dragon himself.
"I want to become strong. I hold the sword to protect the weak."
He actually said it so firmly and confidently. If there were onlookers present, they would probably cry.
With five fingers, he grabbed hold of the long sword that appeared and stabbed Ao Bing in the chest.
This blow happened in an instant, catching the opponent off guard.
The power of the golden light and black energy increased greatly, intertwined and soared into the sky, like six giant dragons soaring.
The black energy of the Gelan Sword and the golden light of the Sun God Arrow were released from Ao Bing's body from the inside out.
The 1.92 meter tall man became limp like a deflated balloon. When he fell forward, he bumped into a body, his chin resting on the body's broad shoulder.
It was Feng Yu who supported him and allowed him to lean on him.
"Only Arjuna and Qingli in this world don't want you to become the big devil! They have always loved you deeply!"
The two names that were extremely nostalgic and familiar touched the young man's heart. The confusion and disbelief on his face fleetingly disappeared. A lonely look filled the corners of his brows and eyes, and he murmured "Teacher... Arjuna..." in a low voice.
At this moment, a deep feeling of longing arose in his heart, and he realized that he really missed them.
A look of exhaustion and loneliness filled his blue eyes, and even his expression was so depressed and lonely.
"Sorry, I stabbed you hard, otherwise you wouldn't have killed me."
He pulled the sword out of his body, put his hands on his shoulders and put him to the ground, letting him lie down smoothly.
Feng Yu, who stood up, quietly looked back at the battle in the distance. It was a duel between giants and giants, with the power of destroying the sky and stirring up the void, and the sound of collisions continued.
"You can rest here. When the battle is over, I will take you back."
"Who are you? Are you being merciful to me? I really wanted to kill you before."
"For the sake of Qingli and Arjuna, otherwise your head would be in my hands now."
"You can't stop it. The moon will still fly back to Nanzhanbuzhou."
Ao Bing remained stubborn and smiled as if the victory was a foregone conclusion.
Feng Yu clenched his fists, holding back his anger and resisting the urge to kill this guy.
"How did you and Suna Yanten hook up?"
I don't know where this female voice came from on the opponent's side, and Ao Bing, who was lying motionless on the ground, was slightly startled.
"On the day when the three cities of gold, silver and iron came to the City of Light, I also went to watch the battlefield. I just stood in the dark and watched. It was he who found me, and he held a charming woman in his arms."
"What did you say?"
It could be heard that the voice was young, somewhere between seventeen and eighteen years old. The inexplicable sense of familiarity made the Third Prince feel as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"He said that as long as he steals the Nine Dragon Balls, he can not only take revenge on greedy humans, but also get my teacher."
If there were other listeners present, their reaction would probably be as shocked as Toyoha's.
The stunned look in his eyes was quickly replaced by a cold murderous emotion.
He walked forward, approached the unscrupulous young man, raised his hand and stabbed him with his sword.
The severe pain in his stomach made the third prince howl, and then he couldn't help laughing.
“The Dragon God Qingli, who is too sacred and pure to be desecrated, will moan under me like a human woman.
Stealing the Nine Dragon Balls, absorbing the energy of the Nine Dragon Balls, and taking possession of the teacher I miss so much is the most correct thing I have ever done. "
