Ling Xiaozi picked up the double hammer and looked at Wu Suyou, he grabbed the two double hammers and ran towards him hurriedly.

Everyone was afraid that the heavy hammer would overturn him, and Ling Xiaozi shouted as if he hadn't been weaned yet, so that everyone just wanted to laugh.

Wu Suyou almost laughed out loud when he heard this, he resisted his desire to laugh, and picked up the bladeless poor sky in his hand to prepare for the battle.

The three-inch Ding on the opposite side waved his hammer and rushed over with a squeak.

As soon as Ling Xiaozi hit the hammer, a powerful wave of air came out from the top of the two hammers, Wu Suyou's face turned pale, and he stomped his feet, and an earthen wall appeared in front of him.

The sound wave was absorbed by the earthen wall, and finally disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Ling Xiaozi also rushed in front of him, he waved the double hammer in his hand and began to smash the earthen wall, only to see a burst of dust, and it didn't take too long for the wall to collapse.

Ling Xiaozi's face was not good-looking, and the originally milky and milky baby face was stained with soil.

He coughed twice, coughed out the dust he had sucked in his throat, and shook off the ashes all over his body.

Wu Suyou actually felt a little guilty in his heart, I don't know if the appearance of Ling Xiaozi on the other side was too misleading, making him really feel that he was just a small child.

Wu Suyou shook his head, expelling the damn thought out of his head, and he took out the poor sky to fight him.

To be honest, because the altitude gap between the two people is too high, Wu Suyou felt that he had some back pain when he fought with him.

I thought so, but Wu Suyou still actively responded to the battle, although Lin Xiaozi was not tall, the double hammer in his hand was full of strength.

The ingenuity of the rigid and soft made Wu Suyou feel a little overwhelmed, worthy of his favorite opponent, and he really had the qualifications to fight with himself.

Wu Suyou is not very tall and can respond flexibly, and Wu Suyou feels that the other party is like a loach that cannot be caught, and can always make an attack from an angle that surprises him.

Thinking about it, although Ling Xiaozi became younger because of chance, his whole body became less than he used to use as before.

In the future, he should have spent a lot of effort to adapt to this body, and Wu Suyou could see its central blood from his move.

The sword moves made by Wu Suyou have become extremely simple since the last time, and the original repetitive movements are now only simple moves used in basic swordsmanship.

Simplifying the complex was something he had learned from his sword intent last time, and these moves helped Wu Suyou have more time to face the enemy in battle.

He condensed all the previous sword moves, and the improvement brought by it was not a little bit, although Ling Xiaozi on the opposite side could still deal with it, but gradually he began to struggle.

The two of them fought with weapons for a while, and finally a hammer in Ling Xiao's hand was knocked out.

He gritted his teeth, the bruises on his forehead popped up, he was nervous, and he was a little afraid, but he didn't stop there.

He hurriedly used footwork to take a few steps back, and the copper hammer in his hand gradually became smaller, turning back to the original appearance of a bell.

Ling Xiaozi shook it a few times, and the copper hammer lying on the ground turned back into the previous copper bell and flew towards him.

Ling Xiaozi grabbed the copper bell that flew over, and he threw it upwards gently, and a bell that was about to catch up with his fist instantly turned into a string of small bells.

The little bell was put on his hand, and he saw Ling Xiaozi shake it with his hand, and suddenly bursts of thunder roared out.

The thunder resounded in the sky, and several thunderbolts suddenly appeared in front of Wu Suyou, and the thunder was like a snake constantly swimming in the entire arena.

Wu Suyou took out a tripod and put it on top of his head, arming himself up and down to his teeth, protecting the whole person impenetrable.

He swung his sword and used his sword qi to cut through several thunderbolts, and the broken thunder was redivided into other lightning bolts and attacked it.

The purple thunder was accompanied by the sound of electric sparks, which sounded creepy, and there were a few purple thunders, and Wu Suyou couldn't dodge them at all, so he could only let it slash into his body.

Na Ding was a low-level magic weapon, and it didn't withstand this wave of attacks and shattered, its fragments scattered all over the ground and turned into a pile of charred coal.

Wu Suyou didn't care about being distressed, and hurriedly dodged the attacks sent at him from the opposite side, those purple thunders were as flexible as a snake, Wu Suyou dealt with it easily from the beginning, and couldn't dodge it in the end.

A purple thunder that could be the thickness of a little finger struck his body, and his back was numb, and then there was a pain in his heart, and Wu Suyou felt the aroma of barbecue.

If his guess was correct, he was most likely torn apart by the thunderbolt just now, and his wounds were probably ripe according to his judgment.

Wu Suyou broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and he activated his aura to begin to repair his injured places, the roasted places began to fall off, and new blood vessels and muscles grew back.

The wounds began to heal at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine, and finally slowly returned to the original appearance, as if he had not been injured at all.

Wu Suyou was surprised to find that the place where he had been electrocuted just now seemed to be rejuvenated after his own repair.

Wu Suyou subconsciously felt that the skin in that area seemed to be firmer than other places, as if the lightning just now had exercised his skin and flesh.

Wu Suyou didn't know whether his feelings were right or wrong, so he planned to experience it for himself to see what his judgment was.

He withdrew all the defenses on his body, and the purple thunder hit him one by one, the sound was sizzling, and Wu Suyou was in pain.

He could feel the injury in his back that he had just done, and it did hurt less than the others.

Wu Suyou's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Wu Suyou's body was horribly electrocuted, the hideous scars were all over his body, and he shook all over his body, only black carbon peeled off his body.

Before he could fully recover, new thunder and lightning continued to strike him, and the new flesh that had just begun to grow turned into a scab again.

Wu Suyou put a layer of defensive shield on his body, and under the protection of the defensive shield, Wu Suyou had time to start recovering from his wounded flesh and blood.

The scabs began to peel away, the flesh began to grow, and Wu Suyou felt that every vein in his body was exuding new life.

The veins grew stronger, the skin tighter, and he condensed a golden blade and tried to cut it where it had grown, but found that it could not be cut at all.

Wu Suyou couldn't help but smile on his face, and the smell of flesh emanating from his body was covered in the defensive shield.

Wu Suyou smelled the smell, from the stomach churning at the beginning and couldn't help but be nauseous, to the current complete adaptation.

Layer after layer of lightning swooped down on him, and the layer of defense that Wu Suyou was wearing was reduced to pieces under the power of these lightnings.