While roaring furiously, Su Ran waved his fists as if going crazy, like a roaring fighter with red eyes in the ring after signing a life and death certificate.
It doesn't matter what the connection is between the name of the move being shouted and the actual punching technique, as long as you just hit it randomly, you'll be done.
When the violent fists hit Liya's face, she was completely stunned.
With Su Ran's last punch, Liya was knocked far away like a sandbag and hit the ground.
The crisp sound of broken ribs came from deep inside her body, and after a long time, she got up from the ground in embarrassment.
Fortunately, her cultivation level is not too shallow, so this flesh wound will heal quickly.
"You pissed me off." Her voice was terrifyingly gloomy.
A gloomy murderous intention gradually rose up, igniting like a flame in her eyes.
Yes.
This bastard brat has completely pissed her off.
She no longer planned to give Su Ran another chance.
Wouldn't it be better to surrender obediently and end this with dignity?
Do you have to force her to use violence to solve the problem?
"Cold Hell Sword Rain..."
Liya said in a deep voice.
This time, the spiritual power she had gathered was no longer of the same magnitude as before.
One handful, two handfuls, three handfuls...
One after another flying swords condensed in the air.
Densely packed and connected in groups!
At a glance, there are far more than forty-four flying swords!
Su Ran has probably noticed it.
Liya no longer plans to keep her trump card.
She combined all her spiritual power with her almost overwhelming anger and burned it all at once.
It can be seen that this time, she is serious about it.
This overwhelming swarm of flying swords was about to come at him from all directions, and even the absolute defense of the Giant's Heart would never be able to block this blow.
However.
This time, Su Ran didn't feel too panicked.
"Is that it?"
He tilted the corner of his mouth and smiled calmly.
Looking directly at Liya, there was no intention of hiding.
Seeing Su Ran's expression, Liya finally laughed out loud: "Your expression...is that why you are truly desperate until now?"
"It must be a good feeling to let everything go, right?"
"At least, you don't seem to be afraid of death anymore."
"That's not true. I'm a coward. It's so scary." Su Ran grinned, "The main reason is that I have never died and have no experience. How about... let you try it first today?"
Liya sneered disdainfully.
It doesn't matter.
Just let this kid be tough for a few more minutes before he dies.
But she didn't notice that Su Ran took out a crystal clear sword talisman from the spiritual ring.
Six seals of silver quality: Nirvana.
A ball of spiritual power ignited from the palm of his hand, and under Su Ran's direct gaze, it quickly merged with his own spiritual power.
Under Carlo's power, this sword talisman, which was already too high-grade for him, was easily swallowed up.
The next moment.
Liya's pupils flashed with a burning light.
That is the reaction that occurs when tons of spiritual power are violently ignited.
The flying swords that were condensed in the sky were like a storm, splashing towards Su Ran who was standing in it.
Seeing this scene, the smile on Liya's face became even more wild.
Su Ran was standing where all the flying swords intertwined. In the blink of an eye, he would be stabbed into a honeycomb and then torn into countless pieces.
But what happened next was different from what she had imagined.
The moment each flying sword was about to touch Su Ran's skin, it seemed to be blocked by a giant net with a temperature of several thousand degrees. It was instantly melted and turned into sizzling liquid and fell down.
Then it vaporizes and sublimates, producing large areas of thick fog.
If you look at it from a distance, Su Ran's whole body is like a human-shaped hot pot, and all the flying swords that are as weak as water spinach are thrown into the pot.
A fragrant one!
"?"
Liya's smile gradually solidified.
She had to admit that she was starting to panic a little.
She just watched the flying swords pounce on Su Ran one after another, like moths flying into the fire, neither painful nor itchy, and of no use.
When the last flying sword turned into mist and dispersed in the wind, she was completely at a loss.
How could this be?
There is a feeling that when the Fury is turned on, it can't even penetrate the armor of an opponent with zero buffs.
It's like fucking cheating.
"Do you have any other skills?"
Su Ran's voice came out from the thick fog.
After his figure gradually emerged, Liya saw him patting her shoulder as casually as if he was brushing off a trace of dust from his clothes.
Other than that, the whole body is spotless.
Not even her hair was messed up.
Liya was speechless.
"Is that it?"
Su Ran said calmly.
At the same time, the system voice in my mind kept ringing.
[Received 1/100 damage in total!]
[Accepted 2/100 times of damage in total!]
…
[Accumulate 100/100 times of damage in total!]
[Passive effect has been triggered: Nirvana!]
Although under the defense of Carlo Ming Yan's domain, the flying sword's attack was as painless and itchy as scraping, but it was still successfully judged by the system as effectively sustaining the injury.
The number of flying swords summoned by Liya far exceeded 100.
Because when they were just halfway through the pot, the Nirvana Sword Talisman's anger was already full.
It's so fast that it can't even catch up with the system's beep.
"Are there any other tricks?"
"Let's do it all at once."
"Otherwise, there may be no chance in the future."
Su Ran looked at Liya and said expressionlessly.
The latter is retreating unnaturally.
Because this time, she was really a little scared.
Su Ran's eyes looked directly at her, filled with a murderous intent as cold as ice.
Like a killing blade.
It is also like the mercy of gods to mortals.
"Well, it's true that I'm a little disappointed." Su Ran suddenly sighed, "In that case, let's end it as soon as possible."
"After all...someone is waiting for me to come home."
"If nothing else, she has probably cooked seaweed and egg drop soup, and maybe sprinkled a few slices of coriander and wolfberry on it, and maybe added a peeing beef ball."
"So, how can I be willing to keep her waiting?"
"The soup can be reheated when it's cold, but what should I do if my heart is cold?"
He walked towards Liya step by step.
The anger generated by the Nirvana effect has been completely transformed into the sword energy of the fire attribute.
They were mixed and intertwined with Carlo's underworld flames, half red and half pitch black.
Like a nightmare from the abyss.
In Liya's view, Su Ran's thoughts were like a eulogy, suffocating and despairing.
"Hello, hello?"
"Good brother, why do you look so confused?"
"Have you never understood Mandarin?"
"Or is my story too difficult to pick up?"
Su Ran tilted her head and said with some confusion, then suddenly smiled,
"That's right."
"I almost forgot."
"We seem to be different."
"I have a family, but you don't."
"Or...you don't deserve it."
next moment.
Su Ran ran forward at a trot, and the Eleno held in his hand began to switch forms, transforming once again into a heavy macho giant sword.
"no no no!!"
Liya collapsed completely, her face turned as pale as snow in an instant, and a cry for mercy came from deep in her throat.
Su Ran's face was expressionless.
He suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped into the air, like a frightened goose.
Stirring up the blazing fire and flames, it slashed down towards Liya.
