Smack, smack, smack.

A pair of pale bone claws broke through the ground and grabbed directly at Zhao Yu's ankles. The claw wind whistled and shook Zhao Yu's eardrums.

"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, are your brains rotten by maggots, what are these minions doing, are you making your master laugh?"

Zhao Yu didn't look at it, and stepped forward fiercely.

Bang.

The whole ground was like a wave, and the floor was gone, leaking out of the concrete floor.

With a loud bang, the bone claws in the sky turned into powder.

Zhao Yu is not a brainless person, he will not just try to speak quickly, he also has his own reasons for doing this.

That painted skin ghost, Zhao Yu didn't estimate it wrong, this weird is probably half a step and three levels, or the kind that is more powerful. From the beginning of the fight to the present, that weirdness has always been to let his subordinates draw skin to fight him, and he just put cold arrows on the side, and there is no real end.

With his strength, even if it is these painted skin group attacks, it is difficult to really hurt Zhao Yu, and it is not a show of weakness on the face until now, let that weird get off as soon as possible, who knows if it won't be off until now, it's really drunk.

Too cautious.

"No, you have to hurry up and let that weird end, one is that weird cultivation is higher than yourself, and the other is that you are fighting away, the longer it drags on, the worse it is, who knows if this weird has other hole cards."

Zhao Yu looked at the surroundings attacking him, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

Click, click.

Countless spiritual texts poured out from the body of the sword, and the dazzling explosion erupted. Waves of air erupted.

In an instant, everything in the open space centered on Zhao Yu was discharged, oxygen, dust, and even the invisible and intangible microbes turned into a vacuum at that moment. And those painted skin and white bones are all reduced to the tiniest powder.

At this moment, that weird shot out, before Zhao Yu's old power was out and the new force was born.

It made a very clever move, and this time was the weakest moment for Zhao Yu's defense.

"Honorable guest, since you have broken my beloved painted skin and bones, I will peel off your skin little by little, and eat every inch of your flesh and blood. Make you my new doll. ”

Eerie words came from behind Zhao Yu.

The weird ten fingers stabbed Zhao Yu in the heart like a knife, and a powerful wind-breaking roar sounded. At this time, the wind behind Zhao Yu was gusting, his whole hair stood up, and a cold, piercing sense of death spread all over his body, and he felt that his entire body was a little uncontrollable, stiff, still stiff. It seems that he is no longer the master of his own body, but watching all this as a third person, who can only watch the crisis come.

"Hide, you must dodge, you can't dodge, you'll die."

Zhao Yu's inspiration at this time rang like an alarm bell in his mind.

"Bell, bell, bell."

A series of thick and simple bells and sounds rose in the depths of Zhao Yu's knowledge of the sea. It seemed that in the sound of Zhong Ding, who didn't know how to speak, Zhao Yu regained a trace of control over his body. His anger burned like gasoline, as if he wanted to burn everything.

Endless anger was burning in the sky, endless anger poured out from the depths of his heart, Zhao Yu's face was very gloomy, and it seemed that it could drip water. The enemy is not terrible, the terrible thing is that in the face of that strong enemy, you can't have any way to deal with it, but at this time, Zhao Yu hates, he hates that he lost control of his body in an instant in front of a strong enemy, and hates that damn weirdness, which makes him have such a stain.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Zhao Yu roared violently in his heart. The domineering Sun True Qi was like an offended emperor, it broke through the nameless shackles at once, and the violent surging surge was surging in the wide meridians.

The pitch-black ghost's claws with a cold light are about to be picked up.

It's fast, it's fast.

Thirty centimeters, twenty centimeters ... Ten centimeters.

Zhao Yu could clearly see the texture of the ghost claws, and he could see the strange grin that seemed to be about to succeed in a sneak attack. Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu did not panic, but returned to his original expression, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Weird felt strange when he saw this, Zhao Yu was laughing at what he was about to be killed by himself, what are you laughing at. But because it's almost done, it's not all too much. It seemed to be about to penetrate into Zhao Yu's heart, as if it saw the blood-drenched scene, as if it thought that a powerful transcendent skin was about to become a new collection, and its beautiful face became even more hideous and distorted.

Just as the ghost claw was about to approach Zhao Yu's heart, a pig-killing knife blocked in front of Zhao Yu's heart with an extremely strange arc.

Boom.

A crisp metal crash sounded. The sound of a massive crash bombarded everything around them, and in that moment even the sound slowed down a step.

Zhao Yu doesn't have a simple defense, after all, the best defense is to attack, and if you defend it for a long time, you will lose, because this weirdness is not simple, it is estimated to be a half-step three-level weirdness, and finally end the battle as soon as possible, no one knows what weird abilities this weird that is about to advance has. So Zhao Yu was going to give a big gift to Weird.

Overbearing.

Tyrannical.

Overweening.

The prototype of Zhao Yu's divine consciousness rose with the vast sun. The incomparably terrifying fiery golden flame of essence rolled and rose all around, and the air was scorched for a while, as if the space was scorched by the terrifying light flame.

The right hand clenched the pig-killing knife, and under the infusion of true qi, it was like a charcoal fire, red and blood-red, and mysterious rune seals surged on the blade. They seem to be alive, swimming around like little tadpoles looking for their mothers.

Zhao Yu's footsteps turned slightly to the left, his body twisted, the whole back of the dragon tensed, and his right leg swept towards the weird.

Whew.

The wind whistled through the legs, cutting everything violently, and at that moment, it seemed that the fine dust had been cut into countless parts.

For Zhao Yu's resistance, Strange did not have much sense of precaution, and in its opinion, it was almost impossible for Zhao Yu to resist. On the one hand, it is because of its own cultivation - half-step level three, and on the other hand, it is its strange ability - a silk puppet, as long as it hits, even if it is the same level, it will die once.

Those who are in the power immediately lose control of their bodies, as if they were stationary, and like the puppet with wire, they are at the mercy of others. Almost all weirdness will have their own unique abilities, weak or strong, and the same transcendents also have them, but they are just unearthed bloodline talents, even so, they still have to be at the third level to have signs, and the fourth level really begins to awaken.

Having said that, because he was too confident in his own ability, or because he was too contemptuous of Zhao Yu, he was weird and had to pay the price for his carelessness.

Bang, bang.

Strange smashed into the wall, boom, the wall surface of the wall was like a spider web cracking everywhere, the debris splashed and smashed around the clanging, the kick was not light, full of different strength, or hard or feminine or endless like waves or meteorite fell earth-shattering, and the true energy of the sun was not far behind, domineering and violent destruction of everything, all of which did not fall into the weird body.