The two looked at each other, and the man smiled at him and said softly, "Why do we need to kill them all?"
"Where did the evil pen come from?"
Ghost Mandrill vaguely felt that this voice was familiar, but couldn't remember it for a moment. He couldn't help but frowned, cursed fiercely, raised his other foot, and kicked the other person's face fiercely, "I love it."
Just kill, do you care?"
"As long as you can beat me."
There was no trace of anger in the man's voice and he replied with a smile, "You can kill whoever you want. Of course I can't control it."
"Is it?"
The ghost mandrill grinned, his expression extremely ferocious.
Before he finished speaking the two words, his fist had already appeared in front of the man, less than an inch away from the other man's nose.
Most people present couldn't even see the trajectory of his shot clearly.
If it were me, could I block this punch?
Including Duan Tianjin, the Lord of Metal, and Ling Bixu, the Lord of Water, such a thought emerged in the minds of many top experts unconsciously.
"Snapped!"
However, the man's punch, which was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, was actually caught by the man in one hand. When the fists and palms met, there was only a slight sound, and then it died down without any possibility.
movement.
Mandrill's pupils suddenly dilated, his blood pressure soared, and he almost thought there was something wrong with his senses.
It is not unusual to be able to catch one's own fist, but there is only one possibility for being able to easily eliminate even movement and noise.
That is, the opponent's strength is far greater than his, and he can neutralize all the power of this punch without making a sound.
He was shocked. After all, Ghost Mandrill had experienced many battles. Of course he would not back down. Instead, he decisively kicked the opponent's head with a decisive kick. The momentum was obviously better than the previous punch.
"Snapped!"
Unexpectedly, the man turned his wrist and easily grabbed his ankle, lifting him up effortlessly.
Who is this guy?
The mandrill tried his best, but still couldn't break free from the opponent's hand. He couldn't help but feel a wave of panic in his heart, and a big question mark appeared in his mind.
On the contrary, many people in the royal court had already recognized this person's identity, and they all became energetic and beamed with joy.
It turned out that this intruder was the convener and host of the royal banquet not long ago.
The leader of the Chaos Guards, Yuan Wuji!
"He is really stubborn."
Seeing that the demon's other leg was about to kick him again,
Yuan Wuji shook his head, sighed softly and said, "It seems that if I want you to give up chasing Bai Shou, the only way is to make you lose your ability to fight."
"Only you?"
Ghost Mandrill sneered, and suddenly retracted his left leg that he had kicked out. He bent the index and middle fingers of his left hand at the same time. In one move, the two dragons took the pearls and grabbed the opponent's eyes. The movement was unexpected, fast and cruel. The flying kick before was actually a
Fake action.
Yuan Wuji tilted his head back and managed to avoid the deliberate sneak attack by Mandrill. Then his whole body turned into a flash of light and landed on the ground with a "whoosh", and his right hand suddenly swung down.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Ghost Mandrill was grabbed by his ankle and thrown to the ground.
The sound of impact was devastating and deafening, but for some reason, no craters appeared on the ground.
"puff!"
Ghost Mandrill's face turned pale, his internal organs were tumbling, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and shoot out a bloody arrow.
Almost at the same time, the energy of the blood pool started to work immediately, frantically repairing the wounds he had suffered.
"I thought that when you were in the royal court, you had exhausted all your heavenly power."
Yuan Wuji did not stop, but raised his right arm, raised the mandrill again, and said slowly, "I didn't expect it to be reactivated by you again, and even strengthened. Although I don't believe in fate, it's luck.
Once you say it, it seems that it may not all be groundless."
"It turns out it's you, you bastard!"
After hearing this, Ghost Mandrill suddenly realized, and roared at him, "I was just about to settle a score with you, but you actually showed up at your door. Very good..."
"boom!"
However, before he could finish his harsh words, Yuan Wuji grabbed his ankle and threw him to the ground. He vomited blood again, and most of his bones were instantly shattered. Almost none of his internal organs were intact.
I don't know what tricks he used, but no matter how hard he beat the mandrill, the ground remained intact, not even a crack could be seen.
But in his hands, Demon Mandrill's tyrannical body, which even Xuanbai Capital could suppress, was as crisp as a pancake.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
After that, Yuan Wuji did not stop, but continued to lift the mandrill, dropped it, lifted it again, and dropped it again. The clear and crisp impact sound continued and resounded throughout the world.
The mandrill that had single-handedly shocked the entire battlefield not long ago was like a plaything in his hands, without the slightest resistance.
The continuous extreme beatings soon caused Oni Mandrill's internal organs to rupture, his muscles and bones to be shattered, and no part of his body was intact anymore. The blood spitting out of his mouth almost pooled into a river, and the whole person fell into a semi-conscious state.
middle.
Even though it has been greatly enhanced, the repair power of the blood pool still cannot keep up with Yuan Wuji's destruction speed.
what to do?
what to do?
what to do?
Seeing that the mandrill was about to be tortured to death, Qiaoqiao, who had just woken up, had tears in her eyes and stamped her feet repeatedly. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and could hardly help but rush to save him.
Thanks to the snow girl who arrived in time and grabbed her, Qiao Qiao was stopped from committing suicide.
Just when Yuan Wuji lifted the mandrill up high again, preparing to drop it hard, the surroundings of the two people suddenly darkened, and the colors in their eyes such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple all disappeared, turning into a picture of only black and
A scene of white indifference.
At the same time, a domination-level tyrannical pressure enveloped Yuan Wuji, causing his movements to beat the ghost mandrill to stagnate slightly.
The new Lord of Darkness, Ming Cai, finally takes action!
"Are you the Lord of Darkness who replaced Xuan Mo?"
However, there was no trace of panic on Yuan Wuji's face. Instead, he turned to look at where Ming Cai was, and slowly spoke, saying word by word, "That's all."
No matter how he moved, the darkness shrouding the surroundings shattered and turned into little black lights, which quickly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, he moved his feet and "suddenly" appeared in front of Ming Cai. He raised the mandrill as a weapon and smashed it down on the head of the beautiful Lord of Darkness.
With Ming Cai's current dominance level strength, he had no time to react.
"The mad dragon destroys the world!"
Just at this moment, a white figure rushed towards him. The sword in his hand was shining with golden light, and with the roar of a dragon, it slashed hard at the left side of the back of Yuan Wuji's neck with unimaginable sharpness.
Surprisingly, it was Zheng Qiyuan who came to join the battle with Ming Cai.
He deliberately chose the sword on the left side. While attacking the vital point, it also prevented Yuan Wuji from using the ghost mandrill as a weapon to block. The angle and position were very particular, which was extremely clever.
In his opinion, even if he missed a single hit, he would at least be able to force this powerful man back and get Ming Cai out of danger.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Wuji did not dodge, he just raised his left hand and blocked his index finger at the position where the sword would strike.
"Dang!"
The sword and the finger touched head-on, making a loud sound of gold and iron hitting each other.
Immediately afterwards, under Zheng Qiyuan's incredible gaze, his sword, which contained the supreme power of the dragon, was rebounded hard by one of Yuan Wuji's fingers, failing to even break the skin.
What kind of monster is this?
Looking at this incredible man in front of him, his brain suddenly shut down for just a moment.
Just when the young couple Zheng Qiyuan and Ming Cai were in a daze, a ray of light suddenly came from nowhere and flew towards Yuan Wuji's eyes at an incredible speed.
"Huh?"
As if he did not expect that the opponent would come so quickly and attack so fiercely, Yuan Wuji's face moved slightly, and with a soft cry, he finally released his right hand holding Mandrill and pushed forward with a palm.
"boom!"
The flash of light was immediately shot away with his palm, and an exquisite figure appeared in the sky thousands of feet high. She had a beautiful and round face, bright eyes, uneven curves, and a slight trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. She turned out to be an extremely beautiful woman.
beautiful woman.
Lord of Light, Leng Wushuang!
Almost at the same time, another figure suddenly appeared below Yuan Wuji, grabbed the falling ghost mandrill, and then disappeared with him in a "quick" manner.
It was actually Xing Ke who also came with everyone from Wutian Palace.
"Girl!"
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qiaoqiao. He threw the mandrill on the ground and greeted her, "Let's see if it can be cured!"
A hint of joy flashed in Qiao Qiao's eyes, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then she quickly stepped forward and hugged Gui Mandrill's broken body tightly in her arms, as if she was holding a rare treasure.
Not willing to let go either.
"What a fast movement."
Yuan Wuji didn't seem to care about Mandrill being rescued. Instead, he raised his head and stared at Leng Wushuang in the sky, and said a rare compliment, "You actually relied on speed to resolve most of Yuan's power. What's your name?"
"
Faced with his inquiry, Leng Wushuang did not answer, her delicate body suddenly glowed, her aura also converged, and she disappeared from everyone's sight, as if she had merged with the skylight, making it impossible to notice it anymore.
her position.
"Wise choice."
The look of approval on Yuan Wuji's face grew stronger, and he seemed to fully approve of Leng Wushuang's response.
"over there!"
Before he could take action, Guo Xia, the traitor of the Lost in the crowd, suddenly shouted loudly, and his right eye emitted an extremely bright blue light, illuminating the world in an instant.
In the blue light, Leng Wushuang's graceful figure unexpectedly reappeared.