It was a wonderful and terrifying scene in the sky. The giant white skeleton and the golden dragon were fighting fiercely. It was completely like a ghost king fighting a ferocious beast. The speed of both sides was unbelievable. The skeleton was weird and cruel, and its claws seemed to be able to be extended indefinitely.
Many images criss-crossed and rushed towards the dragon. The latter's long body was twisting almost crazily, its teeth and claws were showing, and its tail was wrapped with a huge force and swept across.
A series of explosions were heard, and the powerful reaction force shook Dongfang Li and Qiu Yu's bodies. They felt as if the weapons they were holding were about to fly away, and they were secretly surprised by the depth of their opponent's skills.
A look of indifference emerged in Qiu Yu, and he already had an idea in his mind. The old guy was obviously weak and seriously injured. He was a new force with abundant spiritual energy in his body, so he should go all out to fight with him. He wanted to take a look.
How long can the other party support you?
Xiao Jiu's graceful figure appeared in the sea of consciousness. She was fully clothed and exuded an intoxicating aura. Under the light of the red sun, she was so dazzling. She stood on the top of the seven-colored pagoda like a sculpture. She was absolutely enchanting.
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Especially this girl's charming smile is full of charm, which means Qiu Yu has already adapted to spending time with her day and night. If it were another man, it would be difficult to stop the bleeding from his nostrils, and he would probably go crazy!
Xiaojiu lightly opened her red lips and said: "This is also a rare opportunity for you. After all, after reaching the realm of virtualization, opponents of equal strength are quite rare, especially Dongfang Li's original level is much higher than yours. If he hadn't been injured,
How can you be qualified to compete with him? Now it is extremely beneficial to your cultivation. You must not waste it. Use your martial arts skills to your fullest."
Qiu Yu secretly responded: "I understand, the opportunity must not come back if it is lost. I know what to do..."
"Bang bang bang..."
Explosions were heard one after another, and the ghost king and the dragon in mid-air hurt each other. The stalemate between the two sides did not make Dongfang Li even more angry and anxious, because the use of such a powerful attack requires abundant spiritual power as a backing, which makes the body already have
The depleted spiritual energy is constantly disappearing. If this continues for a long time, it may be difficult to persist.
Then we can only win the battle in the shortest time, so as not to have long nights and dreams! The old guy roared again: "Ice takes away the soul!" I saw the sword he held slashing out horizontally, the sharp cold air spread, and the water surface froze.
And it spread unbridled, causing the surrounding temperature to suddenly drop a lot, as if you were in an ice cellar.
Qiu Yu did the opposite and at the same time used the fire attribute technique. As the sword swung, fiery red magma filled the golden pool water and raged against the expanding ice surface in front. The ice and fire contact made a crackling sound.
It's heart-stopping.
Seeing this scene, many sect disciples were even more shocked. After all, it is very rare for people to be able to possess both water and fire skills, and those who can perform them heartily are even rarer. However, how old is Qiu Yu? He looks younger than them.
, he can be called a young talent. He actually has such extraordinary skills and can compete with super strong people. It is simply incredible.
After a moment of stalemate, a big explosion occurred in the air, with a roaring sound. The white bones, skeletons and golden dragons were all reduced to ashes and vanished into nothing. Broken ice crystals and flames spread towards the surroundings.
In the smoke, Dongfang Li stepped back involuntarily, and the Hell Ghost King Sword in his hand was blown away. With his spiritual power exhausted, he only felt his throat was fishy, and he could no longer suppress a scream, and spat out something in his mouth.
There was blood, his old face was as pale as death, and he felt his head was buzzing, as if he was stupid.
Many onlookers were in an uproar. It was hard for anyone to imagine that the cold-faced Yan Luo Dongfang Li, who had dominated the cultivation world of the Yan Kingdom for decades, made an exception and showed his sword. However, instead of causing his opponent Qiu Yu to lose his head, he was seriously injured and lost.
The knife was even made to vomit blood, so it was obviously an injury!
Everyone glanced at Qiu Yu again, only to see that he had also stepped back more than ten steps, but he had stabilized his figure. Although his face was quite ugly, he was not injured. He was still holding the golden alien sword tightly. So the result
It was already clear that he actually won.
The reason is that Qiu Yu took a big advantage. During the fierce battle between Dongfang Li and Li Qianqiu, he was injured and the spiritual energy in his body was consumed too much. He was exhausted. Even though he was at a higher level, his combat effectiveness was not as good as before, so he ended up like this.
What happened shocked everyone and they couldn't believe it.
After a brief silence, Ji Xue shouted excitedly, "Okay...brother-in-law has won, and the old guy has lost."
Yu Xuanzi and Zhu Lingshan were also overjoyed, with excitement flashing in their eyes. Even Xing Ling in the distance was quite pleased and nodded with a smile. This boy can do it. His cultivation has advanced very quickly, and his martial arts and martial arts have reached the level of proficiency.
The situation is simply a miracle among the younger generation!
Dongfang Li, a famous disciple of the Yantian Sect, is angry, resentful and annoyed. His reputation has been completely ruined. He has been cultivating the world for decades with few failures, but now he is being bullied by a young boy. How will he be popular if it gets spread!
Qiu Yu, who was opposite him, finally understood that the grudge between himself and the Yantian Sect could not be resolved, so why should he worry about it? He snorted coldly and taunted the other party: "What cold-faced Yama?
Those who kill this and that will die if you don’t brag. I thought you were very capable, but that’s it. You even said you’d kill me to pieces, so you just keep going.”
"You..." Dongfang Li was furious, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You kid, don't be so presumptuous..."
Qiu Yu curled his lips and said arrogantly: "How can I be called a young man if I'm not presumptuous?"
Dongfang Li said bitterly: "I have recorded this account. You are the biggest enemy of Yantian Sect. Please tell me clearly. One day, you will die without a burial place..."
"Really?" Since the old guy dared to be so arrogant, Qiu Yu really didn't like the other party. He spat out these two words in his mouth and stabbed him with his sword. The golden spiritual power transformed into a super giant tower, seven feet high.
The eighteenth floor looks as if it comes from heaven. It looks extremely majestic. The bells on the eaves are as big as bells and make a clanging sound.
This sound alone is so captivating that it penetrates from the ears to the heart, causing people to have many daydreams, whether they are happy or sad, desperate or crazy, as if they are possessed by a demon.
Many disciples of the sect were shocked and screamed inwardly. They hurriedly used the spiritual power in their bodies to suppress it. Those with stronger skills were able to achieve the effect. Although they felt upset, they could still endure it. Those with poor skills either danced or howled loudly.
Crying, or trembling all over...it's obvious that something is wrong, and being disturbed by the sound of the bell is quite strange.
Several strong men from the Yantian Sect were also full of surprise. They never expected that this boy would strike again and use a thunderous strike. How could Patriarch Dongfang resist with his bare hands? They hurriedly shouted loudly, "Bold bastard, stop!"