In the sky, the ground where Wang Fu was standing was full of holes, and correspondingly, Ao Er was covered with blood, he didn't care about this at all, and from time to time stretched out his tongue and licked his own blood.

The reason why this is the case is because Ao Er hasn't used holy art to attack Wang Er for a while, and he uses his body to carry it, which leads to this, but the more this is the case, the more dignified the look on Wang Fu's face becomes, he already knows Ao Er's plan, so he doesn't want to spend it anymore, and he uses powerful holy magic again and again, but he still can't kill Ao Er.

Looking at the panting Wang Fu, Ao Er smiled and said, "You still have any skills, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance." ”

Wang Fu snorted coldly and said coldly: "The next thing will be my final blow, if you don't make a move, you won't have a chance." ”

Ao Er laughed wildly: "You want to cheat me, but it doesn't matter, it's enough to kill you." ”

After speaking, one holy text appeared all over Ao Er's body, and then a dragon groan sounded.

"Dragon Summoning!"

A whirlpool appeared under Ao Er's feet, and the whirlpool slowly became larger, deeper, and more intense, and his body also descended, and soon disappeared from Wang Zhen's sight.

Wang Fu knew that this was the last blow of both sides in this battle, don't look at Ao Er's relaxed and nonchalant appearance, in fact, he is the same as him, but the yuan power in his body is about to be exhausted, and the other is that his body is about to reach its limit.

Wang Fu took a deep breath, raised the spear in his hand high, and then slammed it on the ground with the spear, and said loudly: "Turn the sky upside down!"

The ground beneath him slammed into the air, turning into a giant hand with five fingers wide open, and he, standing on top of one of his fingers, looked down on the whirlpool below.

In the whirlpool, a 'true dragon' dragon head composed of water was looking up at the sky dome, ready to attack, while Ao Er stood between the two corners of the real dragon, looked at Wang Qu, and laughed: "I want to see if your heaven-turning hand can stop my dragon clan from flying to the sky." ”

Wang Fu raised his fist, slammed it on his chest, lowered his head and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood, which sprinkled on the clay giant hand, and then submerged into it, the giant hand trembled violently, starting from the bottom, the surface of the original essence instantly became the same as the flesh and blood hand of a real person, and in the palm of his hand, a blood-red holy text appeared - 'turn'.

After doing all this, Wang Fu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually with his sleeve, and said proudly: "Even if it is a true dragon, it will never want to stand on top of my human race." ”

Ao Er saw that Wang went to use the essence blood as a guide, and used an enhanced holy technique to put the finishing touch on the 'Heaven Turning Hand', so that it could exert two hundred percent of its power, not only was he frightened, but he was even more excited, and his body appeared one by one golden holy texts, and then his body gradually submerged into the faucet's skull, and the holy texts on his body appeared on the surface of the water dragon, as if he was draped in a layer of golden armor, which was even more majestic and fierce.

Wang Fu looked at the water dragon whose aura had grown several times stronger, and sighed sincerely: "No wonder the master said that it is best to take his life in a fight with the Jairian clan, otherwise it will be easy to be killed." ”

Jairus must repay in the holy realm not only refers to Jairus's character, but also refers to his natural holy art - 'Jairus must repay', can transform the damage received on the body into several times the damage of the enhanced holy art, the more serious the injury, the greater the power of the enhanced holy art, just like someone shoots him with a pistol, if he does not die, he can counterattack with a machine gun or bazooka several times more powerful than the pistol when counterattacking, which belongs to the type of injuring the enemy for one thousand self-damage and three or four hundred.

This kind of holy art was originally nothing, but Jairian was a descendant of the true dragon, inheriting the strong physique of the true dragon, and was born like a strong person refining the body, coupled with its strong vitality, which made it extremely difficult to kill, so this type of holy art became extremely powerful in their hands, and even if the human race got it, they couldn't make good use of it.

Both of them are ready to go, and at the same time, when the hand slams down, the water dragon in the whirlpool also flies out of the whirlpool, and the two collide together, the giant hand and the water dragon explode almost at the same time, Wang Fei was thrown into the air, and Ao Er stepped on the small water dragon and rose to the sky.

In the face of this blow, Wang Fei had no way to dodge, so he could only hold the gun with both hands to block horizontally, and the little water dragon bit on the barrel of his gun, flying higher into the air with him, and at the same time, Ao Er opened his blood basin and bit Wang Fu's head.

Wang Fu could clearly see Ao Er's sharp teeth and smell the heavy smell of blood, and seeing that he was going to die in this big mouth in the next second, Wang Fu looked very calm.

He was born in a family of soldiers in a human border city, and when he was five years old, because he was found to have excellent cultivation qualifications, he was reported to the 'Martial Palace' by the city lord, and soon left home and was sent to the Martial Palace, where he was trained with another group of children.

It was a place where geniuses gathered, the training was not only hard, but also accompanied by great risks, and some people would be eliminated every once in a while, some of them were sent home without passing the test, and some of them died in the actual battle with the captive demon clan, and he not only survived, but was also favored by the deputy hall master of the Martial Palace, and was accepted as a personal disciple, and received more resources to help, of course, he also received more dangerous training.

One of them was widely spread in the outside world, fighting against a demon clan in the late stage of the Danhuo Realm in the middle of the Inscription Realm, although the demon clan was not a genius, but after all, it was more than one big realm, and the demon clan burned three Danhuo before he died, so he almost died, and his chest was pierced by the sharp claws of the demon clan, and there are still scars.

After the ghost gate was closed, his master, the deputy hall master of the Martial Palace, said something to him, which benefited him a lot.

"Life and death are in the line, there is still life until the last moment, don't give up lightly, let alone have the will to die like you, just like the place of death and then life, the same, not for the purpose of death, but to die for the sake of life. ”

It is these words that allow him to remain calm in the face of today's desperate situation and quickly come up with a countermeasure.

Raise his foot and step on the barrel of the gun, swing his fist with a free hand to meet Ao Er, Ao Er bites, Wang Xiang endures the pain, roars angrily, and kicks the foot of the spear, the spear swept out, scattering the little water dragon, and at the same time, because of this kick, he tore off his bitten hand alive, and his body fell from the air to the ground, smashing cracks like spider webs on the ground.

Ao Er swallowed his arm in one gulp, smiling and swooping down in the air, ready to give Wang Fuqi the final blow, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, fainted in an instant, fell directly into the water, and smashed a large handful of splashes.

The female referee of the soul clan, Tianfang, appeared again and announced: "In the second game, the demon clan Ao Er won. ”