The appearance of this weapon spirit in the Bahuang Demon Ax caused everyone present to take a breath of air.
You must know that nine is the ultimate number, which often represents the highest realm.
The weapon spirit in front of us not only has nine tails, but also nine heads. How can this not scare people?
"This thing seems to be the legendary beast, Nephew!"
Among the crowd, an experienced old man recognized the identity of the weapon spirit in the Bahuang Demon Ax.
After nephew Li appeared, he was not afraid of Zhu Jiuyin at all, but pounced directly on him and fought with Zhu Jiuyin.
Seeing this, Qiao Yu couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.
It has been so long since he got the Zhulong Yanyue Sword, and this was the first time he saw a weapon with psychic energy and Zhu Jiuyin fighting back and forth.
"I am the son of destiny! Go to hell!"
Zu Zhengyang swung the Bahuang Demonic Ax and slashed at Qiao Yu one after another. Every time the giant ax was swung, the space could collapse.
Zu Zhengyang, who was holding the Eight Desolate Demonic Axes, had a combat power that was close to the level of a demigod, and was extremely terrifying.
Qiao Yu was suppressed and was forced to retreat continuously. Zu Zhengyang, who had the upper hand, became more powerful upon seeing this.
"You have the Bahuang Demon Ax in your hand, what are you going to fight me with? Ah? What are you going to fight me with!"
Zu Zhengyang roared, but he did not see the frightened look he wanted to see on Qiao Yu's face. On the contrary, there was even a smile on Qiao Yu's face.
"Little brother, although the weapon is powerful, it still depends on who is using it. Have you ever seen what it means to be a scoundrel?"
Zu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment.
shameless?
How can you be so shameless in a life-and-death duel in full view of everyone?
Then he saw Qiao Yu taking out the Dark Staff and starting to release the summoning spell crazily.
"Skeleton Army!" x1
"Skeleton Army!" x5
"Skeleton Army!" x100
Qiao Yu, who has reached the holy level, is able to summon small skeletons with ease with the blessing of the Tears of the Goddess.
It didn't take long before the holy tower was surrounded by dense bones and skeletons.
Suddenly, the number of skeleton soldiers was even greater than the number of humans present!
Zu Zhengyang was shocked at first, and then when he sensed the fighting power of the little skeleton, he suddenly showed disdain.
"What's the use of summoning such a bunch of trash? They're just clowns trying to impress people! Go to hell!"
Zu Zhengyang swung the Bahuang Demon Ax and slashed at Qiao Yu.
"You'll find out soon enough."
But this time, Qiao Yu did not dodge or evade, and directly withstood the blow with his physical body.
A quarter of the summoned skeleton soldiers were instantly annihilated.
The Zhulong Yanyue Sword swung and penetrated Zu Zhengyang's shoulder directly.
Trade injury for injury!
This is the tactic that Qiao Yu is best at, and with the support of "The Immortal Body", this tactic is brought into full play.
Zu Zhengyang looked horrified, because Qiao Yu had already rushed towards him at this time.
He struck out with an ax again, but no matter how he attacked, Qiao Yu just ignored him and charged towards him. Every time the Yanyue Sword was swung, there would be a blood mark on Zu Zhengyang's body.
"ah!!!"
Zu Zhengyang's eyes were red, and he knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this.
He must make a desperate move!
I saw Zu Zhengyang hitting his chest hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the Bahuang Demon Ax.
The strange blue light of the Bahuang Demon Ax became even weirder, and the nephew who was fighting Zhu Jiuyin in the sky also became more violent.
"Eight Desolate Demonic Spirits Slayed!"
"Go to hell!!!"
Zu Zhengyang raised the Bahuang Demon Ax high above his head, and then slashed it down towards Qiao Yu.
This ax is already equivalent to a full blow from a demigod-level powerhouse!
Boom!
Even the earth was split into two by this terrifying blow, forming a deep ravine about a hundred feet long.
For a moment, the sky was filled with smoke and dust, and the power of the Eight Desolations Demonic Ax overflowed towards the surroundings.
Zu Zhengyang was holding the magic ax and breathing heavily. The move just now was simply not something he could perform now.
He spent a full ten years of his life before striking out this blow.
However, it is worth paying any price. After Qiao Yu dies, he will be the real Holy Body from now on! Zu Zhengyang showed an excited smile.
Wan Anran also had a faint smile on his lips. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, Zu Zhengyang won in the end.
The crowd was also silent. Although they felt that Qiao Yu was more like the Holy Body than Zu Zhengyang, no one would stand up for a dead person when he was the winner or the loser.
Just when everyone thought that Qiao Yu would definitely be defeated by that ax just now.
A slender white hand penetrated from the smoke and dust in the sky, strangled Zu Zhengyang's neck, and then slammed Zu Zhengyang to the ground.
"puff!"
Unprepared, Zu Zhengyang was swung so hard that he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Then he looked at Qiao Yu who walked out of the smoke in disbelief. He was still unhurt!
"How is this possible! How is this possible!!!"
Zu Zhengyang let out a hysterical roar.
"Nothing is impossible, don't you understand? You are the craziest in Gotham City, the busiest in the circus, you stand guard in front of McDonald's, and you are the King of Poker. You are just a pure clown."
"It's a matter of life and death. Now that you're superior, it's time for you to die!"
A murderous intent appeared in Qiao Yu's eyes.
Only then did fear appear in Zu Zhengyang's eyes. This man really wanted to kill him!
"Wan Anran, save me quickly!" Zu Zhengyang shouted.
With the defeat of Zu Zhengyang, there was no one to hold the axe, and the nephew of Bahuang Demon Ax was like a rootless duckweed, and was quickly suppressed by Zhu Jiuyin.
"stop!"
Wan Anran couldn't sit still at this time. He didn't expect that the reversal would happen so quickly. Qiao Yu, who was thought to be dead one second, actually rushed out unscathed the next second.
Wan Anran rushed over, and when he raised his hand, a big hand of golden light formed and struck towards Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu didn't tolerate him and directly brought Zu Zhengyang over as a shield.
Wan Anran's expression changed when he saw this, and he quickly withdrew his strength.
"If you can't beat me, just call for help. So this is a life and death battle?" Qiao Yu had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Wan Anran's face turned red, and then murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
At this point, their side is completely unreasonable. Only by directly killing Qiao Yu with the power of thunder can they save some face.
Thinking of this, Wan Anran rushed towards Qiao Yu, fully displaying the strength of the semi-god-level light mage.
"Even if you are eloquent, you will die today!"
But before Wan Anran could get close, a beautiful figure stopped in front of him.
Teng Ling knocked back Wan Anran with one blow, stopped in front of Qiao Yu, and mocked lightly.
"Still want to kill people and silence them? You humans are just as hypocritical and despicable as I imagined."
Mechanical clan! Silver Moon Lengying!
As soon as Teng Ling took action, many people present recognized her identity.
Why did this female Shura come here? Isn't it a battle between the true and false holy bodies of the human race today? How come even the strong men of the mechanical race are here?
Many people with keen minds have already smelled something unusual.
I'm afraid it's hard to get things right today.
Just when Teng Ling was about to say something, a terrifying force rushed out of the holy tower and knocked her to the ground. The flesh and blood in many places were evaporated, revealing the mechanical core.
At the same time, a majestic and domineering voice came from the Holy Tower, spreading throughout the sky like rolling thunder.
"When will it be your turn as a robot to dictate matters regarding our human race?"
This voice is like the power of heaven, and people can't help but have the urge to worship.
But the next second, this domineering and majestic voice suddenly became urgent, as anxious as an old farmer who saw his crops being destroyed.
Because he saw that Zhu Jiuyin in the sky began to gnaw away at the body of Nephew Nephew, and Nephew Nephew's nine heads suddenly let out a whine in unison.