Not only did the huge lightning hand look impregnable, but the electric light around it shone with terrifying destructive power.

Spear and shield duel!

Yan Wang's huge palm seemed to have formed an extremely powerful electric force field, which slowed down Di Wu's sudden speed to a degree that was visible to the naked eye, but the rotation speed of the sword blade in Di Wuyu's hand was getting faster and faster.

As the rotating blade pierced into Yan Wang's huge palm covered with a thunder light shield, a huge gap immediately appeared in the originally thick and stacked thunder light, and at the same time, this gap was still expanding outward.

But Di Wu didn't get any favors.

The countless thunder lights in King Yan's hand were like poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity to move, twisting their terrifying bodies, climbing up along Di Wu's rapidly rotating blades, and enveloping Di Wu's whole body in an instant.

Di Wu's beautiful face showed a look of pain, and the corners of her mouth twisted slightly. But instead of slowing down her attack because of the thunderbolt's attack, she strengthened the stabbing power of her blade again, as if she was ready to split the victory in an instant.

"Xiao Nizi is quite decisive!" King Yan exclaimed, "But you seem to be underestimating the old man and me, the old man hasn't used all his strength yet!" ”

"Hand of Thunder!" King Yan let out a low snort, and his other hand quickly sealed with one hand, and at the same time, from the palm of the seal, a rich black thunder light began to emerge, and the palm also became much larger in an instant, reaching five or six times the size of an ordinary palm.

In the vultures, King Yan raised his thunder evil hand and attacked the side of his body fiercely!

Not only me, but Di Wu in mid-air also showed a look of confusion: Is this old man dazzled? Or is it already on the verge of the limit and missed? It's just that this is too outrageous, right?

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on Di Wu's face!

Di Wu's entire arm, which had been transformed into a giant sword, quickly fell off from his body, and at the same time, Di Wu's body jumped upwards out of thin air, as if he was dodging something's attack.

The giant sword that had broken away from Di Wu's body was still spinning at high speed and stabbing towards King Yan, but the offensive had already shown a declining momentum.

Di Wujiao shouted, and a huge golden silk thread flew from not far away, linking to Di Wu's bare right shoulder. With the help of the golden silk thread, Di Wu's perception and reflexes seemed to improve a lot in an instant, and he flew like a butterfly in mid-air. It's as if there is an invisible and powerful enemy constantly attacking her.

At the same time, the Yan King on the ground was still standing motionless, quickly attacking the air around him with that thunderous hand.

With the suspension of Di Wu's Piercing Giant Sword attack, the attack frequency and attack strength of the Yan King's Thunder Evil Hand have significantly increased by a notch.

Yan Wang and Di Wu attacked the air one and the other kept dodging, as if the air around Yan Wang was Di Wu's deity.

Di Wu dodged and noticed the change of offensive between her and Yan Wang, her lips opened slightly, and a big blood-red eye appeared in her small mouth.

Then, a blood-red ghost qi flew out and poured into the high-speed spinning giant sword. At the same time, the golden thread that had been attached to Di Wu's right shoulder disappeared.

Di Wu, who had lost the blessing of the power of the golden silk thread, was hit hard by King Yan with the hand of thunder and evil like a bull in the air, groaning in pain, and his whole body fell down like a kite with a broken string. On top of the light blue thunder and lightning that was originally covered around the body, a layer of dark black thunder light was added.

It was also at this moment that Di Wu's giant sword attack infused with ghost energy broke out instantly, causing King Yan to have to place his whole body strength on the big hand covered with the thunder light shield. The Thunder Hand that had been attacking frantically also suspended its offensive.

"What a force!" The entire big hand that King Yan used to defend was completely unable to withstand the attack of the giant sword, and it was torn into countless pieces under the wind and clouds. Seeing that the giant sword was constantly approaching, King Yan had to look around, looking for a suitable opportunity to dodge.

But Di Wu didn't seem to intend to give King Yan any respite. Enduring the pain of being severely injured by King Yan and the current raging all over his body, Di Wu let out a long groan, and all the golden silk threads disappeared, and in their place, countless blood-red eyes rose from the ground.

Although those big eyes had been contaminated with black mist, their toughness was significantly stronger than that of the golden silk threads, and they poured out of the nest at this moment, releasing all the remaining energy in an instant, and the eyes all withered and dissipated.

Those energies converged into a thick curtain of light, placed behind Di Wu, blocking Di Wu's fall. Then, the shape of the light curtain changed, turning into a pair of wings glowing with silver light.

Di Wu's strength and agility obviously increased by more than one notch, and his figure moved instantly, attacking from several directions around King Yan at the same time, as if he had several doppelgangers.

The tide of battle turned in an instant! King Yan seems to be in a desperate situation!

"What a little dance! Crisp and neat! There was not a trace of fear and panic in King Yan's eyes, even if he fell into a moment of life and death, he still praised Di Wu with approval.

It's strange, why does the old man always appreciate Di Wu's attitude so much? Even if Di Wu is a genius, but now after all, he is fighting, not to mention, you yourself are dying, okay?

King Yan stood motionless, and Fang Cai's Thunder Evil Hand also retreated from the thunder light, changed back to normal, and seemed to have given up struggling.

Di Wu took the lead in invading behind King Yan, raised his jade hand with a red luster, and forcefully inserted it into King Yan's heart.

Immediately after, the huge blade of the sword swirled and plunged into the chest of the Yan King, and in just a moment, the Yan King would turn into flying ashes.

"Master!" I cried out in pain.

King Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the back of the whole person was pierced by Di Wu, and his chest was even more shattered by the spinning giant sword.

"Hmm! Cough! ”

Di Wu actually spurted out a mouthful of blood. The originally proud chest became a big hole, and a large amount of blood was gushing outward.

"This is ......" Di Wu's expression changed, and he decisively withdrew his left hand, and at the same time withdrew the huge blade backwards.

A moment later, Di Wu and Yan Wang were all half-kneeling on the ground, and the black mist that had originally filled the ground also dissipated.

"Huhu...... Whew......" King Yan gasped heavily, looking like he was on the verge of death.

Not far away, the Valkyrie-like Di Dance has completely disappeared from its previous nobility and elegance, and it is easy to play. The silver armor was shattered, and the body was mottled with blood, and the right arm, which had returned to its normal form, twitched slightly.

The two sat on the ground, staring at each other, neither of them attacking again.

"Old man, you really have you." Di Wu's eyes were full of approval when he looked at King Yan: "I really didn't expect that someone would be able to use the Secret Realm to fight me like this in the state of rebellion."

"Humph!" King Yan laughed miserably, "Do you look down on me, an old guy with the hand of Mobius?" ”

"The Hand of Morbius is indeed very powerful, but there are a few of them who have been killed by me." Di Wu vomited out a mouthful of blood and said intermittently, "You are very strong." ”

"It's not weak, but I've killed a few old men these years." King Yan replied unceremoniously.

I wanted to go over, but I was eroded by the black mist of King Yan before, and at this moment my limbs were powerless, so I could only collapse to the ground, looking at them impatiently.

Listening to King Yan's words back to Di Wu, I always felt that it was not a taste: what if you said that you should try not to hurt Di Wu? This Nima's chest is gone, okay? Moreover, why do I think that Yan Wang, an old man, replied to Di Wu just now, it was more like a quarrel between friends?

This spicy chicken old man, didn't he say that there are no more than ten users of the Heavenly Rebellion so far? How many do you kill alone? Why don't you go to heaven?

At this moment, seeing that the two people closest to me were each seriously injured, somehow, I didn't even have the anxiety that I had during the battle, as if I had been relieved of a thousand pounds of burden.

"Xiao Wu, your fighting talent is so high, it's really extraordinary." King Yan said: "You can actually see through my thunderous hand in an instant."

"Is this hard?"

"It's not difficult, there are only a few hundred masters who died in the hands of my thunder evil."

"Humph!" Di Wu said disdainfully: "If you hadn't used the two-dimensional endowment before, I'm afraid I might have been killed by you."

"I've already seen your two-dimensional endowment, if I'm defenseless, wouldn't I be an idiot-like existence."

"After all, even the owner of the Hand of Morbius is only able to use a small part of the two-dimensional endowment." Di Wu spat the blood foam in his mouth and said, "Old man, you won't remind me on purpose, right?"