A large pit several feet deep suddenly appeared on the ground.
There are dense cracks around the pit.
At the bottom of the pit, Xia Yu's body was cracked, bleeding from all his orifices, and he was motionless.
Just now Xia Yu soared into the sky, but before he could reach the sword master in white, his body was smashed to the ground at an even faster speed.
You can’t even get close!
At this moment, Xia Yu's faith was almost shattered.
I never expected that his combat prowess could be said to be that of a top semi-saint, but he couldn't even touch the hem of a saint's clothes. The gap was too big.
The only good thing is that before he came out, he knocked Xia Ya unconscious while Xia Ya was not paying attention, and let Xia Lei take her away.
Otherwise, this would be a place of death today.
Waves of energy surged through the body.
The heart is like a dull drum, and streams of blood with a touch of golden color are flowing throughout the body.
Xia Yu's injuries are healing rapidly.
"Ignorant child, you know nothing about saints. All saints are ants!"
"No matter how strong an ant is, it is just an ant."
"Hand over the sword embryo and leave you a whole body!"
"Haha, ants?"
Xia Yu, who was at the bottom of the pit, slowly stood up, wiped the blood from his face, and said, "In front of the Emperor, are saints just like ants?"
"It's just that you have practiced a few years earlier, and you are only temporarily stronger than me. If you call others ants, who do you think you are?"
"Could it be said that if you reach the realm of a saint, you are no longer a fucking human being!"
"joke!"
Xia Yu's feet hit him hard, and his body rose into the sky again.
Ouch!
In the void, dragons roared in formations.
The proud Zulong would rather die than surrender!
The proud Xia Yu never knows what surrender means!
If anyone stops me, kill me!
If Heaven stops me, I will destroy Heaven!
At this moment, Xia Yu's body suddenly glowed with golden light.
Fighting spirit!
Soaring into the sky!
At the same time, in the void, a phantom in golden armor with a height of ten thousand feet said loudly: "There is war without me! The will to fight is burning!"
In an instant, the radiant golden-armored shadow rushed directly into Xia Yu's body.
Xia Yu's body flashed with golden light and instantly turned into a burning flame.
At this time, Xia Yu had a layer of burning golden flames outside his body.
The fighting spirit is promoted!
In an instant, Xia Yu only wanted to fight!
"Ouch!"
He raised his head and let out a roar, but after he came out, it was like a dragon's roar.
Infinite!
One hundred and thirty times superimposed immeasurably!
In an instant, Xia Yu's superposition increased immeasurably again.
On the body, every trace of cracks disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wherever his fist passed, the void shattered and chaos flowed out.
Sensing Xia Yu's fighting spirit, many people around him looked solemn.
With this fighting power, even they may not be able to win!
When Xia Yu showed his true face, they had already recognized the young man.
That boy from Huangzhou who made the Xu family feel intimidated!
The boy from Huangzhou who made the Qilinzi of the Xu family willing to serve as his attendant!
The sword master in white glanced at Xia Yu and said calmly: "Qualification for becoming a saint? If it were normal, I might spare your life out of love."
"But now, I can only kill you!"
The sword master in white raised a hand and pointed his sword, a little empty.
"boom…"
The figure burning with golden flames fell like a meteor, slamming into the ground.
A large pit with a depth of ten feet appeared on the ground. Xia Yu was lying at the bottom of the pit with all his clothes in pieces, like a puddle of mud.
Above the void, the sword master in white frowned slightly.
Because the sword fetus did not appear.
Logically speaking, if Xia Yu takes away the sword fetus, the sword fetus will appear as soon as he dies.
No, this little guy is not dead.
The sword master in white lowered his head and ate his own sword finger, but he didn't die!
Under the big pit, Xia Yu stood up unsteadily.
His face was covered in blood and he looked particularly ferocious.
Slowly raising his head, Xia Yu's feet hit him hard, and he rose into the sky again.
Infinite!
One hundred and forty times superimposed immeasurably!
The fighting spirit is burning!
The dragon travels!
At this moment, Xia Yu was like an arrow leaving the string and had no hesitation!
The sword master in white looked at him with a playful look, and before Xia Yu came up, he pointed his sword again.
That sword finger seemed to be swung casually.
Moreover, there is no sword energy, no vision, it seems ordinary!
"boom…"
Xia Yu was knocked down again.
"I really want to see how hard your bones are!" The swordsman in white said calmly.
Shaking, Xia Yu stood up again.
Take a deep breath and rise to the sky again.
"Boom boom boom..."
Xia Yu soared into the sky again and again, and was knocked back to the bottom of the pit without even touching the hem of the sword master in white.
I was tortured for a quarter of an hour...
On the ground, in a large pit more than ten feet deep, Xia Yu was lying in a pool of blood.
For the first time, he felt extremely powerless.
So what if his talent is unparalleled?
So what if he himself has always been strong when faced with strong situations?
A sword master, he can't even touch the corner of his clothes.
At this moment, his whole body was cracked and blood was flowing.
There was not much energy left in his body, and even recovering from his injuries was extremely slow.
In fact, he has used superimposed immeasurable power one hundred and eighty times. He knows very well that if he exceeds this limit, he will kill himself without the sword master in white killing him.
After a cup of tea, he stood up unsteadily.
He didn't have the strength to wipe the blood on his face.
However, he still didn't want to give up.
He knew very well that when a person reaches a certain point, he has no other choice but to rely on himself.
People must rely on themselves!
Even if he dies, he will die standing!
Just when he was about to take action forcefully again, a cry rang in his ears.
"elder brother!"
Two figures appeared in front of Xia Yu.
A petite figure supported the shaky Xia Yu.
Xia Ya woke up and rushed back.
Seeing Xia Yu's miserable appearance, Xia Ya burst into tears.
She cried!
For her, this is her only relative.
After waiting for countless years, there was finally someone who was truly willing to treat her well.
There were never any demands, only love!
But, this person is going to die!
After wiping away the blood on Xia Yu's face, Xia Ya burst into tears.
Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat when he saw Xia Ya.
"Didn't I ask Xiao Lei to take you away? Why did you come back?" Xia Yu sighed, reluctantly stretched out his hand and rubbed Xia Ya's hair.
The hair was immediately stained with blood.
"Well, this time, we can't escape. It's not necessarily a bad thing to die together! It's a pity that I can't see my eldest sister!"
Xia Yu forced a smile and said softly: "Don't be afraid, even if you die, I will be by your side!"
Xia Ya did not speak, but raised her head and looked at Xia Yu's pale face.
Suddenly, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed Xia Yu gently on the face.
"Brother Xiaolei, take me away. Even if you die! Let me live!"