Volume 2 Half a Pot of Turbid Wine Invites the Moon to Drink Chapter 316 Cherry Mouth?!
With such a trivial thing, it is simply a fool's dream to want him to give up the hatred in his heart. I have to say that sometimes, Demon Cultivation is really stupid and naΓ―ve.
Lin Yuan walked towards Zhao Zhiwei step by step, and with each step, the murderous aura became more and more intense, as if he was going to devour his blood and peel off his skin, and his reddened eyes were like ancient giant beasts, exuding a terrifying momentum.
"Don't, don't come here, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, he has something to say, I didn't kill that person, I didn't do it at all, spare me, spare me." As long as you can spare my life, I can be a cow and a horse for you, and I will recognize you as the master, I have the strength of an eighth-order demon general, and I can do a lot of things for you that are inconvenient for you to do, as long as you can spare me. β
Zhao Zhiwei kicked the ground with his legs, kept retreating, and begged for mercy in a panic, in order to survive, he even gave up his dignity. At this moment, he really regretted endlessly in his heart, what was wrong with being a casual cultivator in Mozhou and being at ease, he had to listen to the demonic temptation of the Holy Son, otherwise why would he fall into such a situation where he could not advance or retreat?
"Hehe, do you think I need a piece of waste to do it for me?"
Lin Yuan sneered, the killing intent poured out uncontrollably, the moment he sensed Mao Yutang's death, his heart was full of anger, he wanted to kill, he wanted to vent. Otherwise, the anger is enough to tear him apart.
"Die in peace, don't struggle anymore, you can't escape. Whoever kills, he will always kill him. You and I are the same, from the moment your hands are stained with blood, the end is already doomed. One day, I might be killed, but until then, I'll try hard enough to improve myself and survive as long as I can. β
The last syllable in the mouth fell, and the Open Heaven Axe crossed the sky, and the blade of the axe reflected a little cold light, sharp and cold, just like its owner's mood at the moment, only full of killing intent, without the slightest human emotion.
"Ah~~~"
Zhao Zhiwei screamed in horror, he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, he could only watch the giant axe slash and harvest his life, as simple as killing chickens and dogs.
At the last moment of his life, Zhao Zhiwei couldn't help but recall his life, and scenes flashed in his mind.
On weekdays, I am terrified, I don't dare to close my eyes at all, I have no brothers to trust, I don't have friends to chat with and fart, and some are just endless enemies.
If a person lives for a lifetime, why should he be afraid, for fear that one day he will be killed by an enemy who came out of nowhere. What is the meaning of living like this? Zhao Zhiwei didn't understand, and he didn't have time to make him think more clearly.
"Finally...... Be...... It's liberating. β
The blade of the Open Heaven Axe was already in front of him, Zhao Zhiwei no longer struggled indifferently, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself, but revealed a hint of enlightenment and relief.
"Whew!!"
No matter how clear Zhao Zhiwei was in his heart, the fall of the Open Heaven Axe was already unstoppable, and the severe pain spread throughout his body, however, before Zhao Zhiwei had more time to understand, his skull exploded instantly, and his vitality was completely cut off. From top to bottom, all the way was like a bamboo, devastating and withering, and the complete body was split in half under the sharp axe blade.
"Hehe, storage rings, is it precious?"
Lin Yuan was disdainful, stepped forward to pick up the storage ring that Zhao Zhiwei used as a bargaining chip for mercy before he died, and didn't look at it much, his palm was forced, and he pinched it to pieces, and the void trembled, and there was a space turbulence appeared, and the things in the storage ring were swallowed.
The storage ring was originally engraved with a space spell on the space stone, so that it could have a square inch of land, enough to store items, and the space stone as a carrier was destroyed, and the space spell naturally went out of control, and all the items in it were buried in the space crack.
Wiping a handful of blood splashed on his face, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, Lin Yuan's mood was heavy, although it was said that he had avenged his master, but people could not be resurrected after death, death was death, and it was impossible to come back to life after revenge, he was a little afraid to go back, and he did not dare to face Mao Yutang's corpse.
Not far away, the Thunder Power Grid was still flickering, trapping Han Chengcheng in it, unable to break free.
"Ah!!h
Sadness came from it, Lin Yuan knelt on his knees, looked up to the sky and roared, the roar was sad, like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people smell it, and couldn't help but be moved, two blood tears flowed in his eyes, and the injuries accumulated in his body exploded, and the tower-like figure fell down with a "boom", smashing the sand out of a big pit.
"Xiao Yuan!"
Han Chengcheng, who was in the thunder power grid, heard Lin Yuan's sad roar, and his heart was anxious, thinking that something had happened to him, and the sword move in his hand was even more powerful, wanting to forcibly break out of the formation.
The relationship between Mao Yutang and Lin Yuan, she knows, Mao Yutang died at this time, no matter what, it is impossible for Han Tingcheng to watch Lin Yuan have any more accidents.
The sword light was like a waterfall, conjuring up a series of exercises, bombarding the thunder power grid, bursting out with brilliant lightning and flames.
"The shelter of the forest, the spirit of wood, obey my call and lend me your generous, fresh power through the medium of the free wood elements between heaven and earth. β
Han Chengcheng made a sword in one hand and pinched the trick in the other, there were words in his mouth, and the spell was suppressed and frustrated, fast and slow, fast and slow, like a storm when it was fast, and like a breeze when it was slow. When it is high and sometimes it is low, it is as high as a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and it seems to be whispering softly.
After the spell fell, the power of the surrounding trees, vines, and other plants was extracted, turning into a hazy green light that gathered, mighty and rolling, like thousands of fireflies, dancing, so gorgeous.
"Woo Woo !!"
There are also dead wood vines spreading and entwining in the ground, from the soles of their feet upwards, entwined, layered, wrapping them like mummies, leaving only two eyes exposed.
"Ever-changing is a heavenly opportunity, and a wood in the heart is like a cone. The swordsmanship of wood, breaking everything, break it for me, break it, break it. β
Han Qingcheng's red lips opened lightly, but the words he said were extremely domineering, and the elements of the free wood between heaven and earth were constantly attached to the vines and dead trees on the outer layer of her body, full of green, like the purest jade in heaven and earth, the green was intoxicating and dizzy.
The long sword in his hand is also stained with a trace of green, as if it is made of the heart of a thousand-year-old wood, exuding a strong vitality, but there is an energy that shields all things is spreading.
"Zheng !!"
A sword stabbed out, and dense green branches began to emerge from the sword's body, like a thousand-year-old tree that was thriving and sprouting.
The dense green branches, like the tentacles of an octopus, shrouded the thunder grid from all directions and directions.
"!!"
Powerful energy erupted from the Thunder Power Grid, resisting, and there were traces of black smoke rushing up the green branches, consuming the vitality of the branches.
"Crackling. β
The arc flickered continuously, and the rich green energy and black smoke froze, consuming and devouring each other, but no one could take a single step.
According to the current situation, the Thunderbolt power grid is not replenished with energy, every point of black smoke consumed, the energy is one point less, and there is no follow-up power to compete with Han Chengcheng, as long as the stalemate lasts long enough, it is inevitable to get out of trouble.
Then Han Chengcheng was anxious at this time, worried about Lin Yuan's state, how could she be patient to grind slowly, she wanted to gather all her strength to break this thunder power grid in one fell swoop.
"Poof. β
A branch was infected with black smoke, withered, then broke and fell to the ground. Immediately, countless branches came one after another, densely covered.
There are more ants that can bite an elephant to death, not to mention, Han Chengcheng's strength is no worse than Zhao Zhiwei, who has burned demon blood, and at this time, under the explosion of her full strength, a steady stream of green branches is surging like a tide, consuming this black smoke.
The "boom" sound continued.
Green branches continued to fall to the ground, and countless black smoke was swallowed and steamed. The energy on the thunderbolt grid is getting weaker and weaker, the arc sound is getting softer and softer, the gaps between the meshes are getting bigger and bigger, and the power of the thunder is becoming more and more sparse until it becomes somewhat transparent and looming.
"It's now. β
Han Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were frosty, and his white hair danced behind him, like a mad demon, taking one step, the figure flickered, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao, and when his figure reappeared, it was already at the edge of the thunder power grid.
Without much delay, the tip of the sword pointed directly, but he ignored it and hit it headlong.
"Crackling", "crackling".
The remnants of the thunder energy were provoked, and instantly became violent, gathering all the power and slamming into the foreign rampage.
On the wood armor on Han Qingcheng's body, it became as bright as day, shining extremely brightly. However, her eyes shone brighter than electricity.
The long sword was like a cone, bursting out with extreme penetrating power, piercing a small hole in the thunder power grid that had little energy left, like a delicate cherry mouth on the face of a beautiful woman.
Then the hole is opened by the thorn, changing from a cherry mouth to a grape mouth. Han Tingcheng's wrist exerted force, the tip of the sword was sharp, and the small hole was stretched open, turning from a grape mouth to an apple mouth.
"Drink, break my !!"
However, this is not enough, it still can't make Han Chengcheng pass, the spiritual power in his body is boiling, his beautiful eyes are sharp, and above the long sword, the power is even stronger.
"Puff puff!!"
The hollow like the small mouth of the apple was instantly torn apart, becoming a big mouth of watermelon, a big mouth of durian, a big mouth of jackfruit, until finally it became a super large mouth of a cave.
Han Qingcheng touched the ground at his feet, his soft figure was like a frightening wave, his body was as light as a swallow, and he was as light as a feather, floating out of the oversized mouth of the torn cave, jumping out, waving his sleeves, and not taking away a single cloud.
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