Yang Xiaodong rarely makes a move, and in Qingshui City, the guards are all quite powerful elites. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and Qingshui City is located in the deepest part of the wilderness, the living environment is very harsh, and the Yuan Xiu who can survive here is not a weakling, and naturally he is not stupid.

After several brawls were suppressed, the security in Qingshui City was quite good, and there were no powerful foreign enemies, and Yang Xiaodong rarely even appeared in front of everyone.

On the contrary, it is his nephew Yang Wuchang, who is more familiar to everyone.

Because of Yang Xiaodong's rebellion, the guards hated and disgusted this person even more, and felt more and more that he was a person who sold his reputation. But the weird [Refraction Jungle] made them realize that no matter what Yang Xiaodong's character was, the master was still a master.

Yang Xiaodong was also shocked into a cold sweat.

The blow of that group of guards was obviously premeditated, if he hadn't turned on the [Refracted Jungle] at a critical time just now, he was only afraid of being annihilated by that dense attack.

Yang Xiaodong, who was frightened for a while, suddenly became angry in his heart. He had not encountered such a dangerous thing for a long time, and no one dared to offend him so much for a long time. Even the city lord Qiao Meiqi would be polite when talking to him.

With a cold snort, Yang Xiaodong's body floated around a dense three-edged water column and began to rotate.

Suddenly, countless bright lights were reflected, flickering and dazzling.

The guards couldn't help but squint their eyes, and the reflected light was unusually blind, piercing their eyes like needles.

There are many water stains on the ground, and most of them are spilled on the ground when the water curtain is broken. However, at this time, these inconspicuous water stains have become poisonous snakes hidden in the shadows, full of danger.

The water stains quietly gathered and turned into extremely thin three-edged ice spears, their sharp ends, quietly attacking the guards. The sky shimmered with charming eyes, covering the killing machine from the ground, like a viper hiding in the shadows, sticking out its fangs.

Seeing that the sharp three-edged ice spear was about to sink into the guards' bodies, a wisp of cloud qi suddenly came, like a nimble white snake, and it swept between the guards with great speed.

The cloud qi was only the thickness of a thumb, but it was extremely strong, and the three-edged ice spears shattered everywhere they passed.

Yang Xiaodong in the air looked at Shi Xueman on the ground sharply.

However, Shi Xueman didn't have time to pay attention to Yang Xiaodong, in front of her, Qiushui made a move. Qiushui threw out a cloth doll in white, green, black, brown, and red.

The cloth doll is like a rag sewn from five different colors, and its mouth is sewn with dense needles and threads, which is eerie.

The puppet fell to the ground and melted like ice and snow, leaving a pool of five-colored light spots on the ground.

Qiushui's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Come out, king!"

The light spots on the ground distorted, and a short figure crawled out of the spots. The idol is a child of seven or eight years old, but his whole body is smooth, like a colorful fluorescent paint. Its face is flat and colorful, with no eyes, nose or ears, only a mouth with dense seams.

As soon as the king appeared, a strange and eerie majesty enveloped the audience.

"Kill!"

The second wave of attacks from the guards came fiercely.

Their attack was in vain in front of Yang Xiaodong's [Refraction Jungle], and this time they targeted the colorful puppet.

Rumble!

Colorful lights instantly drown the dwarf dolls.

The violent explosion and roar made the guards feel a little calm, such a dense attack, the dwarf puppet that looked a little strange must have been blown to pieces.

But when the light dissipated, the faces of the guards changed dramatically.

Not only did the king not lose the slightest, but he also increased in size a little, and grinned at them, his mouth full of dense stitches.

It's laughing.

The guards were shocked that this strange puppet was able to devour all kinds of Yuan Force.

[King], the way of the master of Qiushui, the characteristics of the chaotic yuan force that is not restrained by any yuan force, was exerted to a higher level by her.

A puppet capable of devouring all kinds of Yuan forces, the king.

Shi Xue moved.

Her heart was full of murder.

She and Ai Hui had discussed the Chaos Yuan Force, and they both believed that the Chaos Yuan Force was an extremely powerful force that had the ability to become a huge system. The potential of the Chaos Yuan Force is huge, comparable to the system of blood cultivation.

What we see now confirms their suspicions. The method of the Heavenly Palace of the wine cabinet is completely different from the [King] of the autumn water in front of him, but they have their own magical powers and are unpredictable.

Unexpectedly, now the Patriarch would become their enemy.

Shi Xueman's speed was extremely fast, as if he appeared next to the puppet out of thin air, and the cloud dyed sky in his hand was entwined with two cloud qi, and he stabbed the king with one shot.

The king reacted quickly, reaching out and grabbing the tip of Shi Xueman's spear.

Yun Dyed Sky and Dawang's palms collided together without any coincidence, and at the same time, what hit the Great King was a faint cloud of mist wrapped around the tip of the spear.

The tip of the spear pierced through the palm of his hand, and the king was indifferent, and his other hand stretched out like a rope and wrapped around Shi Xueman.

But when the cloud wrapped around the tip of the gun, hit the palm of the puppet.

Rumble!

The piercing palm and colorful figure disappeared as if it had been hit head-on by a wild beast that had been galloping, and it had been hit by a dancing sledgehammer and flew straight upside down.

Qiushui's face changed greatly, his figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared beside the king.

The king's colorful right palm disappeared, and only half of his arm remained.

Shi Xue slowly retracted the cloud-dyed sky, her master's way, [Firmament Iron Cloud]!

"The raw material of Firmament Iron is also very simple, only water. Its refining is also very simple, just compressed. As long as you can compress a thousand buckets of water into one bucket, it is the Firmament Iron. Clouds can be compressed into water, and water can be compressed into firmament iron, but what about the clouds of firmament iron?"

"No matter how ordinary the skill is, it will be scorching and scorching. ”

"Water can become iron, and ice can become steel!"

"For our teacher, those inheritances and learnings are not fundamental. What is the root, it is the ambition of a thousand tempers, the loneliness of a thousand tempers, and the tempering after a thousand tempers!"

"Focus on your guns and nothing else. ”

"The world has nothing to do with you. ”

The suppressed realm was released, and the water element force in the sky poured in, and the yuan force in Shi Xueman's body was constantly rising, and her momentum was also rising.

Shi Xueman remembered her father's words, and she deliberately suppressed the realm. Absorb the water element force, release the gun cloud, and constantly compress her gun cloud, compress it into water, and then continue to compress, over and over again, tirelessly. Her ultimate goal is to compress the gun cloud into Firmament Iron, and then break them up and shatter them into extremely tiny particles to reconstruct the Gun Cloud, the real Firmament Iron Gun Cloud.

This work was more difficult than his father's refining of Firmament Iron, and the workload was not much greater.

She hadn't compressed the true Celestial Iron yet.

But her cloud of spears was already extremely heavy, more than steel, and the power of her spears had become terrifying. Even the most ordinary blow is powerful and terrifying.

This is Shi Xueman, who never takes tricks, and always follows the most unintelligent and difficult road, overcoming obstacles and taking one step at a time.

There is no flash of genius, no amazing creativity.

However, her strength is always so desperate that I don't know how to resist it.

Qiushui's face was full of pain, and his face was a little pale. The king's life is tied to her, and if the king falls, she will also die.

This is the characteristic of the way of the master, the way of the master does not allow for hesitation, hesitation and vacillation, and only by pursuing the path that you believe in and staking your life can you become a master.

Is there a fluke in the master?

Qiu Shui's expression returned to ruthlessness, and he desperately injected Chaos Yuan Force into the king's body. The king's severed arm squirmed and grew rapidly, and a brand new palm was gradually growing.

Yang Xiaodong was shocked when he saw it.

The king of Qiushui made his heart tremble, he was able to devour the Yuan Force of the enemy's attack, this is simply the nemesis of all Yuan Xiu!

Shi Xueman is even more terrifying, the shot just now was unfettered and unpretentious. The result of that shot was heartbreaking.

Yang Xiaodong couldn't understand why a seemingly ordinary shot was so strong?

The guards came back to their senses, and they continued to attack Yang Xiaodong.

Although Yang Xiaodong's [Refracting Jungle] would deflect their attacks, they still felt that Yang Xiaodong was a better target than a puppet that could devour Yuan Li to strengthen itself.

Yang Xiaodong froze, and he decided to focus on these guards.

Shi Xueman couldn't leave the open-air platform, otherwise the guards behind him and everyone in the underground retreat would suffer. Looking at the king who was hit into the distance by her shot just now, Shi Xue took a deep breath and stabbed away with a shot.

Hiss!

The sound was as thin as a gossamer, like a small hole being torn open by a strong wind.

Two slender spear clouds were like two white snakes entangled, shooting towards the autumn water.

In the distance, Qiushui, who was infusing the king with chaotic yuan power, changed his face greatly, and at this moment, an afterimage appeared in front of Qiushui.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the air in front of Qiushui suddenly exploded.

The thin scribe stood indifferently in front of Qiushui, his almond-shaped pupils devoid of any human emotion, and his body exuded a murderous aura like substance.

The wine cabinet is relieved.

Continuously bombarding the water curtain, the body of the wine cabinet is extremely loaded, and when the water curtain is broken, the wine cabinet has to rest halfway. But mastering the instincts of the alien beasts, the strength of the wine cabinet recovers extremely quickly. Almost all of the xenomorphic beasts possess a strong ability to regenerate or repair themselves, and they have an extremely vigorous and powerful vitality.

At this time, there is no trace of fatigue in the wine cabinet.

The wine cabinet in the air disappeared out of thin air, and almost at the same time, an afterimage appeared in front of Shi Xueman.

Shi Xueman's clouds stained the sky, and he didn't know when he appeared in front of him.

The wine cabinet was slightly on one side, with five fingers like claws, grabbing Shi Xueman's gun. His fingers touched the cloud of gunfire wrapped around the body of the gun, and with a bang, the body of the wine cabinet flew out more than ten feet. Shi Xueman's body was short, and countless cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, like two huge spider webs.

The body of the wine cabinet disappeared again.

Shi Xueman shot again.

Rumble!

There was another popping sound, and the dust flew under Shi Xueman's feet, and the wine cabinet flew out again for dozens of feet.

One of the fingers in the wine cabinet was abnormally distorted, but he didn't care at all, and rushed towards Shi Xueman again.

Qiushui noticed that the battle was in full swing, no one paid attention to her, and a fine light flashed in her eyes.

The king, who had just regained his combat effectiveness, was like a puddle of mud, quietly sinking to the ground. (To be continued.) )