"Sister is right. The little bastard is the one who can't beat Xiaoqiang, so it's not so easy to admit defeat." Yan Yu gritted his silver teeth, and a stubborn look appeared on his pretty face.
Qiu Fan looked at Yan Jing and Yan Yu in surprise, wondering why the two women had so much confidence in Zhuo Bufan.
Moreover, these two little princesses of the Hanba tribe have never cared so much about any man.
"Since that's the case, I'll let you see my martial arts and end this game soon!" Er Scorpion looked at Zhuo Bufan indifferently, and his strong energy spread out from his body, and was also suppressed by the demonic energy. However, Er Scorpion looked at Zhuo Bufan indifferently.
The scorpion ignored the slightest, and blood emerged from the pores under the pressure of both.
Suddenly, Er Si's arms became bloody, trying to forcefully carry the suppression of the demonic energy to completely deal with Zhuo Bufan.
"Scorpio Demon Burial..." Er Scorpio opened his mouth slightly, and a very subtle voice sounded.
Although the sound is subtle, it falls into everyone's ears very clearly.
Some practitioners who knew the reputation of the evil scorpion in their early years suddenly turned pale, their eyes tightened, and their faces showed a look of fear.
"This is Er Scorpion's unique skill, the "life and death level" martial arts "Scorpion Demon Burial" of that year."
"I don't know how many strong people died under his move back then."
"It seems that the Shadow Killing King is dead this time..."
In the sky, whispering sounds sounded in the sky one after another. Some cold eyes stared at the Shadow Killing King in the sky, holding an attitude of watching the show.
The ability to let the scorpion use his famous skill to kill a realm king shows that the former's strength cannot be underestimated.
Although Yan Jing and Yan Yu had sufficient confidence in Zhuo Bufan, when they saw Er Si's appearance and momentum at this moment, their hearts were still involuntarily raised to their throats and clenched their fists.
"burial!"
Er Si suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of splendor flashed through the depths of his pupils.
The breath between heaven and earth suddenly solidified, and in a darkened state, one by one, one bright star appeared in the air, each star carried dazzling white light, and thousands of stars spread across the sky, connecting the light between them to form a
It looks like a scorpion.
Zhuo Bufan was at the center of the scorpion at this time.
Countless stars burst out with dazzling beams of light, shooting at Zhuo Bufan at extremely sharp speeds from all directions.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, his hair stood up all over his body, feeling a threat of life, his fists clenched, his fists, the vortex of the Yuanli in his dantian turned wildly, and the Yuanli, which was as surging as the sea, roared wildly. At the same time, his body was naturally under the pressure of the demonic energy.
system.
The pores squeezed out the red blood, and the whole person turned into a bloody person.
"Dragon Evil Scale Body!" Zhuo Bufan raised his head, and the whites of his eyes gradually climbed out a trace of blood. The bloodshots intertwined, connected into pieces, and his eyes were red.
As the evil energy surged, blood lines were squirming under the skin, and pieces of scales grew from the skin. The legs, arms, palms, neck, and cheeks had sharp red phosphorus on both sides of the edges, and the body seemed to be wearing it.
A piece of red phosphorus armor, with bloody light flowing between dense scales.
Everyone was squinting their eyes by the dazzling light emitted by the stars, and no one noticed Zhuo Bufan's changes at all.
Countless lights condensed into a point in an instant, and the center of that point was Zhuo Bufan.
"Scorpio becomes!"
Seeing this, Er Si surging murderous intent surged in his eyes and shouted again.
Tens of thousands of dazzling white stars appeared in the sky again, making the "scorpion" more solid, like a substantial white scorpion.
When this scene happened, even a Jin Peng Langjun who was maintaining a proud posture could not help but shrink his pupils and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. I am afraid that he would be in Zhuo Bufan's situation and could not block Er Scorpio's move.
"Scorpio Demon Burial was a famous skill of Erscorpion thousands of years ago. After thousands of years of cultivation, he actually possessed a slight 'Qiankun-level' martial arts aura..."
"It's too strong. Even if I'm in Zhuo Bufan's position, I'm only dead." Qiu Fan frowned, with a hint of horror on his face.
Qiankun is the principle of the great way. Like the great way of reincarnation, it belongs to the three thousand great way in the way of heaven.
Although Er Scorpio only has a trace of the "Qiankun" breath that is not even a trace, no one can bear it on the scene.
Some people have secretly guessed that perhaps after this battle, the name of Er Scorpion will probably surpass the first place in the wanted list of "Dragons but not the tail".
In the heavens, tens of thousands of stars connected into an ancient ferocious scorpion, releasing dazzling white light, which completely enveloped Zhuo Bufan's figure and disappeared from everyone's sight.
At this moment, the tail of the ancient ferocious scorpion was raised high, and then it drew an arc in the space like a meteor, and the sharp scorpion tail stabbed at the location where Zhuo Bufan was.
Canopy!
After a dull sound, the air waves swept through like sea water, and the surrounding rocks, trees and mountains all collapsed.
A series of dazzling white beams burst out from the heart of the scorpion, and hundreds of beams hit the sky and pierced the scarlet clouds.
Yan Jing and Yan Yu opened their beautiful eyes widened and stared at this scene. Even their breathing seemed to stop. A piece of whiteness gradually invaded their sight. Almost everyone experienced a brief blindness.
And everyone thinks that Zhuo Bufan is dead!
But when the white light gradually faded in front of you, all the pictures began to reappear. After it became clear, everyone's eyes fell in the air. A tall figure stood proudly in the air, like blood, and Zhuo Bufan, covered with dark red scales.
He can still live.
Many practitioners in the sky were stunned, and a hint of horror piled up on their faces. Soon, this horror turned into incredible.
"I may not even survive that level of martial arts. How could he... resist it?" In the crowd, Jiang Tai's eyes widened like a copper bell, his hanging palms trembled slightly, and his face was on his face.
The muscles began to twitch.
resentment?
Or jealousy?
In the ancient battlefield, Zhuo Bufan just narrowly defeated him, but now, in a short time, Zhuo Bufan seemed to have left him far behind, making him far beyond his reach. This psychological gap belongs to him, a genius like him, absolutely
Unacceptable reality.
"No, it's impossible." Jin Peng Langjun's sharp nails sneaked into the flesh slit of his palm, and his eyebrows frowned together.
Blood flowed from Zhuo Bufan's body, red phosphorus on his chest and shoulders were broken, revealing terrifying scars, but he had not fallen yet, but instead he exuded a powerful blood energy on his body.
"Can you survive the Scorpio demon be buried?" Er Si looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise. He admitted that he was very strong and did not underestimate him, because he knew that underestimating someone, sometimes he might make a lot of effort.
But he could not have imagined that Zhuo Bufan could still stand in front of him.
Zhuo Bufan slowly raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and his mouth was squirming with blood stains, and he said, "I can't fall down for the time being!"