"What? Did I hear that right?" Zhao Ziqi screamed, Ximen Yu actually told him a move.
"You heard me right, Zhao Ziqi, today I'm going to give you some clues to see if you, a piece of rubbish, dare to be upset with me for no reason. I'm going to let you make the first move. Don't say I'm bullying you." Ximen
Yu said.
Everyone was surprised that Ximen Yu was crazy. In the early stage of Nascent Soul, he actually wanted to play the Zhaozi flag in the early stage of awakening. Isn't this asking for death?
"You are paralyzed, you are looking for death." Zhao Ziqi was angry. Zhao Ziqi has been able to practice immortality to this day, so he is certainly not a weakling and has many magical powers and magic weapons.
A layer of light suddenly appeared on Zhao Ziqi's body, and he stopped talking. He pinched his hands, and a low and ancient spell came from his mouth. The cold air on his body surged, and suddenly turned into tentacles as black as ink.
, danced wildly.
"Cultivation of magic?" Ximen Yu was shocked. This Zhao Ziqi actually had a lot of skills. A cultivator of immortals could actually have the skills of a cultivator of demons.
Isn't it because he has hit a brick wall? After all, Ximenyu is only in the early stage of Yuanying, which is far behind Zhao Ziqi. Originally, he was in the same heaven and earth.
Ximenyu narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhao Ziqi without moving, but there was a slight thunderclap sound coming from his hands, and there was a faint golden light flashing.
Theoretically, Ximenyu is very confident in dealing with the early stages of the attack. Using his powerful magic weapon, he can seize the opening of the opponent's attack and destroy the opponent's magic weapon in one fell swoop, severely injuring his vitality.
But at this moment, Zhao Ziqi's pupils turned red, and he let out a beast-like roar. Then the demonic energy dissipated from his body, and his body began to swell. In the blink of an eye, his body size increased several times.
More than enough.
"Eh!" Seeing this, Ximen Yu was slightly startled. It was not because of the change in the opponent's body shape, but because the opponent's demonic energy suddenly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a strange and extremely disturbing feeling.
breath.
Zhao Ziqi's blood-red eyes showed a look of madness. His swollen body suddenly shrank, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a dwarf about three feet tall.
Ximenyu was startled, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he had a vague feeling of something bad.
Ximenyu raised his hands, and two thick golden arcs shot out from his hands, turning into a huge golden net in the air and covering the Zhaozi flag head-on.
Then he immediately waved his hand, and several spirit stones flew out, turning into a giant shield to block him.
The golden mesh thrown by Ximenyu immediately covered the Zhaozi Flag. The Zhaozi Flag under the golden mesh let out a shrill scream.
There was a loud "bang" sound. The whole person exploded inexplicably, and every inch of the body turned into blood foam, splattering in all directions.
"Ah!" Ximen Yu was shocked. Zhao Ziqi died like this? It's not that easy, right?
Ximenyu was startled at first, but immediately showed a look of astonishment.
Ximenyu was puzzled and a little surprised.
Immediately he discovered something unusual.
Not a single bit of the opponent's blood and minced flesh fell off, they were suspended in the air, and under his gaze, the flesh and blood began to squirm strangely in the air.
Seeing this, Ximenyu was a little stunned.
Several "Puff" sounds were heard, and the flesh and blood suddenly turned into a ball of blood mist, which spread all at once. It was so fast that in the blink of an eye, most of the sky above turned into blood red, and a bloody smell that was nauseating was emitted.
, extremely pungent.
Ximenyu was horrified and hurriedly threw a spear away.
With a "bang", Ximenyu's spear disappeared.
The huge blood mist in the sky suddenly swept down, sweeping like a hurricane.
Zhao Ziqi and Ximen Yu didn't even know where he was. They only saw his body turned into minced meat, and then turned into a majestic mist of blood.
Ximenyu was instantly enveloped in hurricane-like blood mist.
Fortunately, Ximenyu had taken precautions and set up a protective shield around himself, otherwise he would have been attacked.
"Boohoo!"
"Clang clang clang!"
There seemed to be countless sharp knives hidden in the majestic blood mist, cutting into Ximenyu's protective shield.
Ximenyu's protective shield is like the wind blowing flames, the light and shadow are getting weaker and weaker. If this continues, Ximenyu's protective shield will definitely be broken.
"Oops, this Zhao Ziqi is not as rookie as I thought." Ximenyu was shocked. Ximenyu rarely fought in such a weak position. He had defeated the enemy's magic weapon with one move before. This time, Ximenyu even lost one.
A spear.
"Ximen Yu, I know you have countless magic weapons on your body, so you forced me to use Chuxiu magic." Zhao Ziqi's voice came from the blood mist.
"He is indeed a demon cultivator."
"Huh, I'm not a demon cultivator. I just learned the magical powers of a demon cultivator. Ximenyu, didn't you notice that your face is pale? That's because the blood on your body is being absorbed by me bit by bit.
Suck it away."
"Ah!" Ximenyu found that his hands and feet were pale and his blood was constantly being lost.
"Hmph, Ximenyu, you are too naive to think that your protective shield can't hurt you. Besides, I'm afraid your protective shield won't last long."
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng shouted in the distance: "Zhao Ziqi, don't hurt your life."
Zhao Ziqi said: "Zhang Sanfeng, you'd better leave it alone. It was Ximen Yu himself who challenged me, and this is his price. If you want to survive, it's easy. Let Ximen Yu call me Grandpa Zhao three times."
Ximenyu sealed his life gate, but the blood was still missing.
"Ximen Yu, if you don't want to die, call me Grandpa Zhao three times quickly, otherwise I will be too late." Zhao Ziqi's voice shouted.
Ximen Yu snorted: "It's too early to tell who will win and who will lose."
Ximen Yu turned his hand, and seven flags appeared in his palm.
"Rising!" The seven flags suddenly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, they were more than ten feet high. In the blink of an eye, the seven flags rose to hundreds of meters high. The flags were spinning desperately.
The blood mist in the sky was stirred by the seven flags and lost its direction.
Ximenyu shouted: "Take it!"
The seven flags began to shrink.
"ah!"
In the blood mist, Zhao Ziqi's screams could be heard.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The seven flags made a roaring sound and kept shrinking, as if anything could be shrunk by him.
"Ahhh! Ximenyu, stop, stop." Zhao Ziqi yelled in horror.
Ximen Yu said: "Zhaoziqi, it's easy to survive. Just call me Grandpa Ximen three times. If it's too late, I won't be able to hold it back."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ziqi immediately shouted: "Grandpa Ximen, Grandpa Ximen, Grandpa Ximen, I surrender, I surrender, I surrender, stop now."
"Hmph!" Ximen Yu hummed and waved his hand: "Stop it."
The seven flags stopped rotating, slowly shrank, and returned to the palm of Ximenyu's hand.
These seven flags are Ximenyu's great treasure. If Ximenyu doesn't have these magic weapons, Ximenyu will have no choice but to be slaughtered by others. There is no way. If cultivators don't rely on magic weapons, how can they rely on hands and feet? Only cultivators can
It depends on hands and feet skills and so on.
Ximen Yu is like, if a primary school student holds a gun, adults will be afraid of it. Unless they meet someone with strong martial arts skills, adults with guns will not be afraid.