729 - The Final Battle (Bleeds the Gods)

The thunder and fire plague jumped back in unison, away from the rain and evil.

But in Yu Qingxi's eyes, their actions were simply to make themselves happy.

I saw Yu Qingxie casually hook his hand, and the closest Dou Yi's body flew towards Yu Qingxie uncontrollably, and with a brush, Yu Qingxie pinched Dou's neck with one hand, and then with a little force, Dou was directly pinched off by Yu Qingxi's neck, and he was angry on the spot.

This hand stunned the thunder fire plague three.

Yu Qingxie stretched his body, looked at the three of them, stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "To deal with you, as long as Uncle and I have one move, it is enough." ”

Yu Qingxi's words made the three of them embarrassed and furious.

They forgot about the tragic death and rushed forward with a shout.

Yu Qingxiao laughed, jumped up and turned over slightly, and constantly dodged the attacks of the three.

The more the three of them fought, the more angry they became: "Arrogant guy, didn't you say that you would kill us with one move, come on!" ”

Facing the shouts of the three people, Yu Qingxie stopped, turned his head and smiled: "Really?" ”

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and they saw that the light flashed, and when they looked again, Yu Qingxie had already appeared by the side of the fire.

Looking from below, you can just see the four people of rain and evil, fire, thunder, and plague, arranged in a straight line.

Yu Qingxie raised his arm with one arm: "Drink!" ”

I saw that from the arm raised by Yu Qingxie, a blue light erupted, directly penetrating the bodies of the three people of the Fire Thunder Plague.

Passing through the bodies of the three people, the blue light was castrated, and it directly hit the cliff on the side of the Saibei promenade, and in just an instant, the cliff was shattered.

Yu Qingxie also smiled and said, "One move." ”

The words fell, and the bodies of the three Fire and Thunder Plague fell to the ground.

The scene was silent for a while.

In the end, I don't know who shouted out first, and nearly a million Suiyang soldiers cheered loudly.

Higher in the sky, the Holy Monarch also noticed Yu Qingxie, and his eyes narrowed behind the mask.

Hongxiang on the ground murmured even more: "He, why is he so powerful?" ”

Yuluocheng's expression was gloomy: "Now, I'm afraid it's him, the one closest to the Holy Monarch..."

Yu Qingxie simply solved the four thunder and fire plague buckets as if drinking water, slowly rose into the air, floated at the same height as the Holy Monarch, smiled, and hooked his hand at the Holy Monarch.

The Holy Monarch stretched out his hand and grabbed it, hanging him in the air, but Wang Xiaolai, who had already passed out in a coma, grabbed it in his hand and shook it at Yu Qingxie.

Yu Qingxie nodded and smiled.

The Holy Monarch also laughed, and threw Wang Xiaolai over.

Yu Qingxie caught it with one hand and sent a breath of air, and after a while, Wang Xiaolai woke up faintly, but his body was still a little weak.

When he saw Yu Qingxi, Wang Xiaolai was stunned: "Old, old rain? ”

Yu Qingxie smiled and nodded: "Next, leave it to me, you go down and help me cheer." ”

Wang Xiao came to look at Shengjun, and then at Yu Qingxi: "Be careful, he is very powerful." ”

Yu Qingxie nodded: "Don't worry, uncle, I'm also very powerful now." ”

Seeing Yu Qingxie say this, Wang Xiaolai didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he had to nod and fall down.

Afterwards, Yu Qingxie looked at the Holy Monarch and said, "Okay, when the uncle didn't come before, he made you arrogant for a long time, and now, you can accept your fate." ”

The Holy Monarch narrowed his eyes: "It's up to you?" ”

Yu Qingxie shrugged: "Of course." ”

The Holy Monarch stretched out his hands: "Come on." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Qingxi's body turned into a ray of light, appearing in front of the Holy Monarch as if teleporting, followed by a punch, and smashed directly on the Holy Monarch's mask.

With this punch, the mask of the Holy Monarch shattered.

At that moment, the Holy Monarch's heart was full of surprise, and an idea of how could it be possible popped up in his heart.

With a roar, the Holy Monarch grabbed Yu Qingxie's arm, his eyes glowed, and he aimed at Yu Qingxie's head.

Yu Qingxie was also fast, his head tilted back and he dodged, followed by a kick from the bottom, directly hitting the Holy Monarch's chin, and the kicked Holy Monarch's head tilted up, and his body was embarrassed.

"Damn you!"

The Holy Monarch roared, grabbed Yu Qingxie's arm and didn't relax, slammed out his left knee, and smashed directly on Yu Qingxie's lower abdomen.

This time, Yu Qingxie's expression was a little distorted.

It's just that Yu Qingxie, like Wang Xiaolai, is not the master who suffers, he was grabbed by the Holy Monarch with one of his arms, and then raised upward, his straight arms were bent into elbows, and they smashed directly on the Holy Monarch's chest.

After a brief encounter, the two separated.

Shengjun rubbed his aching chest, looked at Yu Qingxiao and smiled: "Yes, compared to eight months ago, you are indeed a lot more powerful." ”

Yu Qingxie also rubbed his lower abdomen, and smiled: "It is worthy of being a saint, it seems that if I want to kill you, uncle, I need a little strength." ”

The Holy Monarch's eyes were cold: "You think you can kill me!" ”

Yu Qingxiao laughed: "If you don't try, how can you know?" ”

As he spoke, Yuqing's evil body was like thunder, moving forward again.

The Holy Monarch also roared and walked towards Yu Qingxi.

The two fists collided in the air, and at that moment, the aftermath of the confrontation shook from the place where the two fists collided.

The heavens and the earth trembled, and even the many aliens standing on the ground were affected by the aftermath of the battle, and they all rolled upside down and flew out.

Wang Xiaolai, who had just landed, looked back at Yu Qingxie and Shengjun, and muttered to himself: ", Yu Qingxi's hanging on the wall is really a lot more powerful." ”

The expression of the rain falling city did not change in any way.

In the air, the two were still fighting.

Yu Qingxie kicked out and kicked the Holy Monarch's thick neck.

This kick only made the Shengjun's body shake for a while, followed by a solemn gaze to see Yu Qingxie, a roar, and a punch.

Yu Qingxie shouted badly, and hurriedly raised his arms to block.

With this punch, Yu Qingxie's arms were numb as if they had been electrified.

"Damn ant, no matter how strong you are, that's no reason for you to offend the gods."

"If you are really a god, then uncle, I will kill a god today!"

Yu Qingxie's voice sounded behind the Holy Monarch, the Holy Monarch was stunned, looked back, and before he could see clearly, the Yu Qingxie smashed on the Holy Monarch's cheek with a knee hit, and even directly smashed half of the mask.

In the air, the Saint Monarch's figure retreated in confusion.

Yu Qingxie didn't let go, his palms were pushed out in a row, and countless cyan light clusters were punched out by him and smashed on the Holy Monarch.

In the sky, the sound of thunder and earthquakes was endless.

Yu Qingxie roared again and again, and his body shook, burrowing into the explosive light cluster.

Everyone couldn't see what was happening in the explosion, but when they heard a loud bang, the huge body of the Holy Monarch fell from the air and smashed directly to the ground.

Booming to the ground, the Holy Monarch fell into the endless pit.

Yu Qingxie's fists were dipped in blood, and he looked down condescendingly at the pit where the Holy Monarch had fallen, and then slowly floated down.

There was a clattering sound of clods of earth, and the Holy Monarch crawled out of the pit, blood oozing out of his body.

Yu Qingxie fell to the ground, then stepped forward, grabbed the animal skin coat on the Holy Monarch's chest, looked at the mask on his face that was already in tatters, and stared at the eyes under his mask: "Uncle, what did I say?" Today, we are going to kill the gods. ”

The Holy Monarch squinted at Yu Qingxie: "Do you think you can succeed?" ”

Yu Qingxie didn't speak, and a ball of blue light burst out in his right hand, sticking to the Holy Monarch, and with a bang, the blue light hit the Holy Monarch's front door, driving him to the side to fly away.

There were five or six feet above the ground, and a huge pit was forcibly plowed out by the body of the Holy Monarch.

All the Inhumans who saw this scene didn't believe their eyes, how could the strongest Saint Monarch on the surface, who was a god in their hearts, be defeated by a mortal.

On Sui Yang's side, he was stunned for a moment, and then Wang Xiaolai suddenly shouted: "Old rain, well done!" ”

The soldiers all followed Wang Xiaolai and began to shout.

It was as if the Holy Monarch had been defeated by Yu Qingxie.

Although, at present, it is the Holy Monarch who has the upper hand.

Whoa, whoa.

The Saint Monarch stood up from the ground, shook his body a few times, and then stood up with his hands on the ground.

The mask on his face was already shattered, and he raised his hand to press it on his face, and with a gentle force, the mask was crushed to pieces.

Revealing his true face, the Holy Monarch smiled: "Okay, Yu Qingxi, not bad, you." ”

Seeing the face of the Holy Monarch, Yu Qingxie was also stunned, turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaolai's direction sharply, then looked at the Holy Monarch, and exclaimed: "Why do you look exactly the same as that bastard Wang Xiaolai!" ”