Ye Pingsu was high in the sky, his body was shaking constantly, but he asked with a smile on his face.
Mi Zhao looked around and saw that this famous strong man from the Sioux tribe was missing all his front teeth. His smile did not make people feel kind and kind, but made him feel sick to his stomach.
But he felt disgusted in his heart, and Mi Zhao wouldn't say anything at most, but he wouldn't say it out loud. First, because of this old man's status, Mi Zhao was not afraid of anything, but at least he respected him. Second, he didn't feel like he was fighting.
What role can the mouth play at times, especially when it is very possible to distinguish between life and death?
If you have the energy and time to speak, why not think about how to deal with the next battle.
When Ye Pingsu saw that Mi Zhao was not talking, he raised his hands, and the colorful mist was rising around him. He shook his head and said: "You little kids really need to communicate even if they fight, otherwise how can we let the winner win?
Feeling invigorated?"
People who talk a lot will enjoy themselves when they win, and people who don't talk much will enjoy it even if they win and die because they talk too much.
"Old man, you are making preparations, don't talk nonsense." After Mi Zhao said, the dense colored mist suddenly boiled, and the red one flew out of it, and Mi Zhao's body also
At this time, he entered the red mist, and the next moment, a blood-red beast rushed towards Ye Pingsu with its fangs exposed.
The beast is very large. If the soldiers below looked up, most of their field of vision would be occupied by its burning body. When it swooped down, it would let out a roar that would shake the sky.
"What are they called Ten Colored Claws~~" Ye Pingsu muttered in a low voice, and his shaking body suddenly stopped. In the surrounding airspace, mysterious symbols lit up one after another.
When the number of illuminated symbols reached ten, a formation appeared in the void, floating around Ye Pingsu.
The giant red beast rushed toward us, and the formation also glowed brightly. Countless ice spikes of different sizes and thickness rushed out of the formation to meet it.
The red mist was like blood bursting out from the body of the giant beast, turning half the sky red.
Those ice spikes also scattered and shattered, turning into ice shards all over the sky, which also reflected red spots of light.
Mi Zhao's figure reappeared, returning to the mist of various colors, as if nothing had happened, but if you look carefully, there is no red color in the mist anymore.
On Ye Pingsu's side, the halo formation just now was very weak, and the old man was fanning it with his hands, as if he didn't want ice chips or anything to touch him.
This is not the end. After Mi Zhao reappeared, the green mist floated out. When he raised his head, his body disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was in the green mist. Almost at the same time, the mist turned into a huge creature with four pairs of wings.
The cyan bird of prey crashed towards Ye Pingsu.
Ye Pingsu continued to smile, and the trajectory of his hand when he waved it also lit up into some symbols. These symbols were combined with the previous faint formation base, and a brand new formation appeared.
Facing the incoming raptor, the entire formation lit up, and three bright circles flew out like smoke rings, facing the opponent one after another.
The first smoke ring flew and grew, and it happened to be caught on the body of the raptor, and then it immediately tightened, with the intention of controlling the raptor, but it collapsed in an instant.
Then came the second one, which was also tightened, but the holding time became three seconds, and the huge raptor was also frozen in the air for three seconds.
At the end of three seconds, the last bright circle was also wrapped around the raptor. The monster, which should be a combination of Mi Zhao's body and colored smoke, screamed and exploded.
Mi Hui returned to his original position, his expression a little ugly.
Obviously, controlling a god-level weapon like the Ten-Colored Claw is also a test for him.
There was nothing on Ye Pingsu's side. The formation staff was lighting up rapidly in the surrounding airspace, no longer concealing the surge of energy.
"You want to bring out the maximum power of the Ten Color Claws, but have you considered what your body can withstand?" Ye Pingsu kept moving and said at the same time.
"The power of the Ten Color Claws in close combat is also very powerful. The ten negative states are hard to guard against. You are facing me, an old man from the Sioux tribe. You have a great chance of winning, but you chose to be more direct but also
It consumes more power to manifest the Holy Spirit. You have been at the peak for many years, but you want to fully use the Holy Manifestation Power ten times? Are you scared by the old man's reputation? "
Mi Zhao replied with a cold face: "Didn't you successfully arrange the formation base just by talking? If I were to rush over stupidly, would I be waiting to be tortured to death by your most famous sky-binding formation?
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"Although it's a bit laborious for me to use Manifestation, I can use it anyway. I just don't know if you can take it."
"Old man, you are indeed the person least afraid of close combat in the Sioux tribe, but that doesn't mean you are the best at fighting among all races in the universe. You have a great reputation, but you have been known and preset as an imaginary enemy only a few times.
At most, coincidentally, when Shi Color Claw faced off against Wu Wang’s formation battle, its simulation results were one of the best among the Fierce God level!”
Following the words, a third giant golden sculpture appeared, and a giant palm fell from the sky.
The formation around Ye Pingsu floated. Metal doors with exquisite patterns engraved on them flew out from the formation and kept hitting the giant palm. One door shattered, the second one, and then the third door and the fourth one.
Fans, a few seconds later, more than a dozen fans collided with the giant palm at the same time, which directly caused the giant palm to be unable to fall, and the two sides were deadlocked in the air.
After a few seconds, the giant palm and the sculpture behind it shattered, and the formation returned to calm.
"Three times, continue." Ye Pingsu waved the Fierce God-level formation battle in his hand, and large formation runes scattered around, making the formation base more solid and expanded.
"Continue." Mi Zhao also became fierce. Regardless of his increasingly ugly face and the pain of his internal organs being crushed, he started the fourth manifestation.
This time, what appeared in people's eyes was a giant blue blade that pierced the dome. When it slashed downwards, it merged with the sky.
However, Ye Pingsu's response was somewhat different from the previous tit-for-tat confrontation. He used a formation to create a huge clamp to clamp the giant blade.
The two sides again disappeared after a moment of stalemate.
The fifth time came one after another, a mountain peak pressed down, and a lotus flower sat on the platform below to deal with it. Then came the sixth time, a dragon shadow appeared, and a huge cloth bag below responded.
After all the energy dissipated, the two sides came to a brief pause. Blood beads flowed out of Mi Zhao's ears, and Ye Pingsu, the pinnacle of the Sioux clan, had a twisted little finger.
Mi Zhao breathed out slowly. He knew that since he had not dealt with this Sioux opponent before, he could only watch the last four manifestations.
He raised his ten-color claws and pulled the remaining four-color mist in front of him.