"This is impossible!!" After Gao's Yasheng experienced a brief period of confusion, he roared with an incredible look on his face. His punch was definitely not released, but was struck with hatred.
It was basically the peak strength of his physical body. Not to mention a fake saint level weirdo, even a half saint would be wiped out by this punch. At least it would be a pile of rotten flesh. Why didn't the other party do anything? It was like he was underground.
It was as relaxing as a vacation.
Ya Sheng had a little breakdown. He had fucked the giant bird several times before, but its skin was not broken and it was still alive and kicking. It turned out that the same was true for the weirdo. Could it be that he was a fake Ya Sheng?
After Grandpa Gao Xin, another senior member of the Gao family fell into confusion. He Xiaotian, a whole group of senior killers, specialized in dealing with these old people who were half-buried.
"Don't waste your efforts, commit suicide. I am immortal, no matter what you do, you can't do anything to me." He Xiaotian stood on the edge of the pit and said in an unpredictable tone.
If you didn't know the inside story, you might actually be fooled by his actions. Of course, his real purpose was not to deceive Gao's Yasheng, but to deliberately delay time.
Why did he, named He, stupidly go up and get beaten when he could wait for one minute without being punched? Besides, only five seconds had passed since the 20 seconds.
Once the twenty seconds are up, Relief is activated. A punch with 20% increased power hits Yasheng's chest, enough for him to drink a large pot.
"Impossible! Impossible!" Gao's Yasheng was slightly trapped in a demonic barrier. In fact, we can't blame him for being a little fragile. In fact, He Xiaotian is challenging the science of the cultivation world.
What's more, this Lord has never had any fights at all, and stays in the clan's land to practice in seclusion all year round.
The Gao family is in the central area, and it is the real big boss behind the scenes.
If anything happens, under normal circumstances, the juniors can just take action and sweep everything away.
"I do not believe!"
With such a delay, ten seconds passed.
There are still one minute and fifty seconds left between the nine-headed bird. There are still ten seconds left between the relief and the counterattack.
"boom!!"
He Xiaotian accepted his fate. Anyway, he was not as fast as his opponent. Instead of running away with his head in his arms, it would be better to stand on the spot and face the attack of Gao's Yasheng calmly.
At most it hurts a little bit, not that it's unbearable, but it can also mess with the other person's mentality.
I won't even try to hide from your attacks. If you move, I will lose.
And who gave him the fate of being a mt!
In the past, the reason for focusing on the physical body was just to survive better and to resist more attacks so that I could have a chance to escape.
As a result, I never expected that one day I would actually have to rely on "thick blood" to push the boss.
He Xiaotian was once again blasted into the earth. This time Yasheng did not relax, but watched blood bleed from the corner of his mouth, falling into the depths until he disappeared.
"Sure enough, you are strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Although I don't know how you evaded my attack just now, it is obvious that you can't do it the second time." Gao Shiya Sheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Want to fool me? Maybe in the next life!
So, he glared fiercely at the nine-headed bird, which seemed to be preparing some secret method.
"It's your turn... you... why are you riding a horse up here again?!"
Before he finished speaking, He Xiaotian's familiar arm was stretched out from the edge of the second pit.
Then the next moment, he emerged unscathed and stood in front of Ya Sheng.
"I told you, your attacks are ineffective against me."
He Xiaotian continued to show off and delay, secretly thinking that you, an old bastard, would feel better later.
Yasheng's eyes almost popped out of his head. This is so inconsistent with cultivation.
He was very sure that there was absolutely no secret treasure in the opponent's body, and he simply relied on his strong body to receive his fist.
Before he could punch again in anger, his chest felt an inexplicable pain. Then a powerful and powerful force, mixed with fiery energy, erupted from his chest.
"boom!!"
The relief came out, and the power of his first punch increased by 20%, completely affected himself.
Then...then this sub-sage went directly to heaven!
The whole person rose into the sky, and the scene was truly spectacular.
"puff--"
Not only that, when Ya Sheng rolled into the sky, he also threw out a series of blood flowers.
The leader of the Gao clan, who was fighting desperately against the giant monster of the deep sea, took advantage of the break to look back at the altar battlefield.
"???"
Where is my Yasheng!
Before he could take a closer look, he saw a figure falling straight down.
"Huh!"
Man, how can you ride on a horse and reach heaven?
"Plop!!"
After flying for more than ten seconds, Ya Sheng fell from the sky to the ground, creating a huge human-shaped crater.
The Lord was lying on the ground, his eyes were slightly dull, and his expression seemed a little doubtful about life.
Why does the sudden attack on the chest feel like punching someone else's fist?
Hit yourself?
His mentality was completely broken.
"Well done! In thirty seconds, I'll let you feel the joy of a strong man."
After seeing that He Xiaozhen had withstood the attack of the Ya Sheng and even counterattacked ferociously, Jiutiao's eyes suddenly lit up and he continued to cheer him up.
In response, He's nose became crooked with anger.
Also feel the joy of being strong.
Take a look at your grandson, how are you being bullied?
Previously, he was as stunned as a sandbag, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't even find his way around.
The Gao family's sub-sage, who was lying under the earth, recovered his shattered outlook and mood. He rose into the sky. He no longer believed in himself, the sub-sage, and could not deal with a fake saint.
Anyway, if the ritual fails, just break the jar and throw it away. If you can, you will kill one by one.
With a burnt-out mentality, Yasheng's spiritual realm inexplicably increased.
It's a pity that just when he was full of confidence, it could even be said that he was ready to die together with He Xiaotian.
Just as his head emerged from the human-shaped pit, another fiery attack broke out in his chest.
What a relief, for the second time!
"What the hell..."
Before he even uttered the word "Lai", he walked directly across the ground and shot into the distance.
"Rumble..."
A ditch half the size of the Nine-Headed Bird appeared on the ground.
One person and one bird can be called a little expert at plowing the land.
Half of Gao's Yasheng's body was lying on the ground, his mouth slightly opened and he looked up at the starry night sky with a slightly demented expression.
This time I really began to doubt life, and my mentality collapsed.
Oh, no.
It should be said that it crumbled like a powder and the glue couldn't stick to it.
After finally packing up and preparing to regain his glory, the man named He was ruthlessly beaten to pieces.
He didn't understand. It was obviously a foolproof ritual, but it was suddenly destroyed. He was obviously a practitioner at the level of a fake saint, and he, a sub-sage for many years, couldn't defeat him.
What did you do wrong?
God, why are you playing with me like this?
Twenty seconds passed in a flash.
The minute that Nine-Headed Bird talked about finally passed.
"唳————"
An eagle chirped high into the sky, and colorful colors flashed from the nine-headed bird.
Then a circular formation broke away from its body and sank into He Xiaotian's spiritual cap at lightning speed.
"Giant Spirit Array?!"
A lot of information suddenly appeared in He Xiaotian's mind. This is a unique secret technique of the nine-headed bird, which is carved on the body with precious treasures. When needed, many killing formations can be arranged immediately with a thought.
Of course, there are also many formations with strange effects, and it was by virtue of this unique method that Nine-Headed Bird could occupy a place in that era when dragons and phoenixes emerged in large numbers.
If this guy uses all his firepower, he can naturally take down a sub-sage. But that is not in line with his core interests, and the gains are far less than the losses.
Therefore, the Nine-Headed Bird prepared two things. First, it would pay a little price to strengthen He Xiaotian and let him fight with Yasheng. Second, it could not do anything about it. Once the person named He lost to the opponent, it would fight for the loss.
The foundation is destroyed with the force of thunder.
What?
Why don't you leave He Xiaotian and run away alone?
No matter who comes up and gets a heavy beating, there will always be an evil fire in his heart.
What's more, he is still a giant figure like him in the past!
I can't hold my breath back anymore, I have to let it out.
As for why he always gave in to He Xiaotian and even allowed him to drive him, he could not recover from his injuries quickly.
Otherwise, do you think this bird is so easy to fool?
On the other side, Yasheng Gao's family woke up after hearing the cry of the eagle.
He suddenly became excited when he looked at the clan leader who was fighting against the giant monster of the deep sea and the younger generations who were fighting against the mutated clansmen.
Can not give up!!
I am the most powerful person in the clan. If I give up, won't the Gao family be destroyed?
How can this be worthy of our ancestors?
So, Gao's Yasheng stood up again!!
He is not fighting alone.
He Xiaotian looked at the information prompt in the upper left corner of his sight and fell into deep thought.
[Giant Spirit Array: Stage +1. Tips!!! Instantly extract a large amount of spiritual energy around you, causing your body to suddenly rise to a level. The user's whole body will suffer great pain all the time, and the body will also be damaged. 】
Mad, this thing is a perfect match for him to congratulate someone.
Great pain? Damage?
Don't make trouble, He Xiaotian, who has several weakening mechanisms, obviously doesn't care about the so-called pain.
As for the damage caused to the body, it is even easier to deal with.
"Anti-Yin Heaven-Repairing Talisman" is not a decoration. It restores 10% of injuries and will never play tricks on you.
Didn’t you see that after he covered it with talismans, he once struck Gao’s Ya Sheng into autistic state?
"Djinn!!"
All those who were fighting stopped involuntarily.
Because at that moment, all the surrounding spiritual energy was sucked away, leaving this land in a vacuum.
Some people couldn't even activate their magic spells, so they could only fight with their enemies with their bastard fists.
"boom----"
Except for "Immortal Demonic Body", all other martial arts have been upgraded to the level of fifth-level semi-saint.
And the demon body has directly reached the level of the sixth-order sub-sage!!
Although He Xiaotian's body was in some pain, he could bear it. Compared with Ya Sheng's fist, it was like a drop of rain.
A little bit of ashes scattered under the dragon scales, and the injuries to his body caused by the activation of the formation were ignored and constantly repaired by the "Anti-Yin Heaven-Mending Talisman".
"Roar----"
He Xiaotian shouted angrily, Jiu-headed Bird was indeed right, this power was really powerful. No wonder he dared to praise Haikou and let him experience the joy of being strong.
The strong are truly happy.
"You have been strengthened, go and send... ah! Go and avenge me!" the nine-headed bird shouted. Although it planned to let He Xiaotian take the pot, it was not a good idea, but the man named He
What you get in one go is really beyond imagination.
If possible, He Xiaotian even wanted to tell it to come again a few times.
After a few punches, you will get a weapon to kill the enemy, a super trump card.
No matter how you look at it, this business is not a loss, but a profit!
The Yasheng of the Gao family was affected by the bloody battles of his clan members. His whole body was not as decadent as before, and he was full of fighting spirit called faith.
He must set a good example for future generations.
"Come! Fight again!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards He Xiaotian.
If you can't kill him with one punch, just punch him with two punches. If you can't kill him with two punches, punch him with three punches!
If you don’t believe me, I can’t beat you to death, you little bastard.
But as soon as he arrived in front of him, he was kicked in the face by a foot.
On the way back, the young saint fell into confusion again.
Regardless of his badly kicked nose, the faith that arose in his heart collapsed again.
Something's wrong, this guy's strength is no better than mine.
No matter how hard you think about it, you still can't figure out how He Xiaotian managed to continuously rise to the next level in battle.
Is it possible that I am not only a fake Yasheng, but also a fake person?
Okay, this time the mentality that I finally managed to stick to fell apart again.
'No! The whole world is fake. The Gao family does not actually exist, and neither do I.'
He Xiaotian's kick was unprecedented, as he directly kicked out a schizophrenic person.