As for Liu Ziang, he smiled softly when he saw that this thunder thundered back the Minotaur's hand and reversed the decline.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Powered by thunder and lightning, the minotaur had begun to fall to the ground.

Even though he was a god, he still couldn't fly.

It is still affected by the basic forces of this planet.

Of course, Liu Ziang also began to jump straight down.

As he fell, he hid the knife again. His eyes were fixed on the Minotaur.

In the posture of a minotaur, his feet are bound to land before Liu Ziang.

In other words, he is bound to be attacked by the Minotaurs.

I have already suffered a loss, and God knows how fierce this Minotaur's offensive will be.

All Liu Ziang can do is to respond wholeheartedly.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a loud thud, the minotaur fell to the ground.

At the same time, Liu Ziang also inhaled wildly.

"Boom!" A dull sound also fell from the sky.

The thunder dragon in the sky swaying in the dark clouds seemed to be telepathic to Liu Ziang, and they also moved more violently.

At that moment, the minotaur raised his hands.

With your palms wide open, raise your arms left and right.

Immediately, the left and right met, and the two hands slapped towards Liu Ziang together.

At this moment, this bull-headed god really regarded Liu Ziang as a fly, and wanted to slap him out with two palms.

"Oops!" Liu Ziang was in mid-air. There's no way to hide.

The Minotaur's palm was stunningly large.

Unless a miracle happens, Liu Ziang will definitely die.

Wuming snorted lightly, wanting to jump up and rescue Liu Ziang.

However, before he could move, Xu Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed Wuming.

Looking at Liu Ziang in mid-air, she quickly shook her head, "No, he's more than that!" ”

"It's got to this point, he must want to make it to the end."

"Boom!" Just as Xu Ling's words fell.

Suddenly, the land shook wildly, such as an earthquake of five or six magnitudes.

At the same time, the bull-headed god who raised his hands and slapped it fiercely turned out to be crazy and trembling.

Wu Ming's eyes were raised, and he saw that Liu Ziang was already pointing the long knife in his hand at the ground.

Yes, this is still Liu Ziang's heavenly art.

Qi enters the spleen, stirs up the five elements of the land, and turns the hard soil into quicksand.

"Boom!"

The Minotaur turned to the side, and his palms still clapped together.

Like a cannonball.

Where he slapped his palms, the wind and ripples stirred.

He slapped his palms into the air, and Liu Ziang's feet lightly touched the Minotaur's palms.

With a slight force, Liu Ziang shot towards the minotaur's face.

The long knife in his hand was even more aimed at the Minotaur's face.

"Come again!"

This time, the minotaur was affected by the quicksand under his feet, and he was unsteady on his feet, and he had not yet stabilized his body.

It was too late to withdraw both hands.

He was out of his way.

I just saw Liu Ziang rushing to the front of the eye. His eyes glowed with a dazzling blue light.

At the same time, a light mask made of a regular hexagon appeared in front of his face, blocking Liu Ziang who was advancing.

Liu Ziang had no idea of retreating, and still raised his knife to slash wildly.

"Broken!"

The roar shook the sky.

Liu Ziang slashed at the hexagonal light mask with a knife.

In an instant, the thunder does not stop!

Thunder fell from the sky like a torrential rain, and fell on the top of the Minotaur in an instant.

At the same moment, above the head of the Minotaur, a hexagonal light mask also appeared.

However, the mask is treacherous.

But this thunderbolt is by no means vegetarian.

Thunder and thunder, how can there be more than a hundred ways?

Thunder is mighty, fierce and strong.

It was only half a second, and there was a crisp sound like glass shattering.

The hexagonal light shield that blocked the thunder burst in response.

It's not just a hexagonal mask on top of the Minotaur's head.

Even the hexagonal light mask on Liu Ziang's blade cracked in response.

Thunder, struck the top of the Minotaur's head.

Liu Ziang also rushed forward, slashed fiercely, and swung straight into the face of the bull-headed god.

At this moment, Liu Ziang inhaled wildly.

And with this exchange, qi no longer just enters Liu Ziang's specific viscera.

Qi enters the five intestines, pours into the six intestines, and the cycle repeats, and the breath continues.

The power of the five elements is also endless.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth continue to grow together, and they are constantly extinguished.

I saw that Liu Ziang's knife did not show any specific situation.

Only ripples flowed on his knife.

The five elements turn together and become one.

This is chaos!

It's Tai Chi!

It's also - Wuji.

This is also the highest secret in the heavenly art mastered by the Liu family.

If he holds the sword of his ancestor Shentu again, Liu Ziang even feels that he can kill the immortal curse with one sword!

'Brush! ’

There was only a slight whisper.

Liu Ziang slashed the face of the cow sand god.

Finally, with the power of magic, the alloy blade pierced the unbreakable minotaur skin.

Then follow Liu Ziang with a stroke.

A gap appeared from the minotaur's face, slanting from his forehead to his chin.

Deep, almost visible bones!

It's a pity that this bull-headed god has no bones.

At the same time, the thunder and lightning that had not yet dissipated seemed to come to life and rushed into the wound of the Minotaur.

Like a serpent and a dragon, he ran wildly through that wound.

Finally, the blue light of the minotaur's eyes flickered, and then finally died out!

"Boom!" With a thud, the minotaur fell to the ground.

At the same time, Liu Ziang also fell to the ground.

"God!" In the body, there is also the power of rage.

In my heart, there is also endless madness.

As soon as he landed, Liu Ziang turned around suddenly, raised his knife and pointed at the eleven bull-headed gods who had retreated not far away, and roared loudly.

"That's it!"

"You guys, let's all go together!"

Listening to Liu Ziang's crazy rhetoric, Xu Ling's face changed greatly.

"Are you crazy? You've just almost used up your strength. ”

"How many more times can you summon that kind of thunder? How many more times can you cut with a knife like that? ”

"Are you really going to die here?"

Xu Ling pulled Liu Ziang violently, and even his wrist was handed to Liu Ziang's mouth.

Liu Ziang glanced at her and smiled.

opened his mouth and bit Xu Ling's arm, drinking the blood in her hand.

As for Wuming, his eyes lit up.

He also raised his sword and stepped forward, looked at the remaining eleven bull-headed gods, and raised his eyebrows at Liu Ziang.

"Mr. Liu, how can you miss me."

"Little Master, don't make a mess!" Xu Ling glared at Wu Ming, "Ziang has reached the limit, is he going crazy?" ”

But as soon as her words fell, Liu Ziang shook Xu Ling's hand.

Without even erasing the blood from the corners of his mouth, he drank again like a mad man to the eleven minotaurs.

"Come on! Scared? ”

Liu Ziang didn't pay attention to the anxious Xu Ling at all, and kept provoking the eleven minotaurs.

And the more provocative, the more energetic.

The eleven bull-headed gods, their eyes had already fallen on Liu Ziang's body.

In his defiant body, the blue light in the eyes of these remaining minotaurs flickered.

"God? That's it? ”

"Weak and timid?"

"No wonder in ancient times, they were expelled and killed! It's too weak indeed. ”