Chapter Eighty-Eight: Purple Thunder

The tip of the spear in Shi Qinghuai's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp "ding" sound, as if the death knell was striking on everyone's heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This was the first time he had fought against a high-level trialist, and unlike the previous "Mr. Sai" and Feng Zheng, and also different from the merciful "Queen of Wind Whispering", Leod showed him overwhelming strength, making Shi Qinghuai feel desperate at the beginning of the battle for the first time.

If you can't win, you can't win...... The difference in strength between the two sides is too big! The former is like a babbling baby, and the latter is a twenty-four or five-year-old man in the prime of life, which is simply a fundamentally different level of life!

"Thirty-five seconds left." Glancing at the electronic clock on the monitor, Leod made a final judgment on Shi Qinghuai and the others in broken Chinese, "In addition, by the way, my ability is 'IV' level 'copper skin and iron bone', and your attack power will increase by about three times, it should be able to hurt me." ā€

Shi Qinghuai clenched the spear shaft in his hand and took a deep breath, his entire arm was still trembling, which was a manifestation of detachment from the shoulder down. The barrage of attacks just now used up every ounce of strength in his cells, and now he could only barely use the tip of his spear to hit the ground, otherwise it was very likely that the weapon in his hand would fall to the ground due to the sense of detachment.

Triple the power of your attacks? No kidding.

Shen Sanwan had already given up struggling and sat down on the ground with a limp body, knowing that it would be useless to run away and beg for mercy.

Da Yao, who had been beaten half to death, seemed to be able to move her neck, she tilted her head to the side, looked at Shi Qinghuai with her bruised and swollen eyes, and then walked towards the edge of the cliff without leaving a trace.

Shi Qinghuai knew that she was signaling herself to jump off the cliff to survive, this was indeed the only way to survive at the moment. According to the plot in the TV series, he may be able to plunge into the water from a height of 20 meters without dying, but fortunately encounter some underwater treasures or master caves and other adventures, and then safely go ashore to organize forces to help a few people who died in vain to avenge, and finally achieve a career because of the power of revenge...... However, life is not acting in the end, and he Shi Qinghuai is not a professional diver, jumping from a cliff twenty or thirty meters high, the probability of him surviving is not one in ten!

Besides, with the terrifying high-level trialist Leod watching, it was a question of whether he could rush to the edge of the cliff - he was now more than four steps away from the cliff, and that distance was enough for Leod to react and kill him halfway through!

"Da Yao, I can't listen to you this time." All kinds of thoughts only turned in his mind for a second, and Shi Qinghuai thought about what he wanted to do next, which was ...... Keep beating him!

That's right, if he jumped off the cliff and fell to his death at the bottom of the cliff, wouldn't it stink to the house? He would rather die at the hands of his enemies than rely on such an illusory fate.

The black jade-colored spear in his hand once again released a blue arc of light, and the electricity flowed densely to the soles of his feet and back, and the air in front of him was already extremely thin, making Shi Qinghuai feel a little dizzy for a while.

This time, he unreservedly extracted the gas within a few feet in front of him, and the result was that he himself was a little difficult to withstand the high-intensity current on the surface of his body. Before the battle began, sparks and black smoke were already emitting from his clothes, which were as ugly as oil.

The insulating function of this dress does not seem to be very good?

At the critical moment, he began to think inexplicably again, but the occasional suffocation interrupted his distraction, and he was like a monster wrapped in dark clouds and lightning, rampage towards Riod.

No one noticed, and during the whole process, a thin line of purple lightning drilled out of the sleeve of his right hand, passed through his wrist, fingers, and the body of the spear, and finally hid in the arc of the spear tip. Because this strange foreign object was only the size of the knuckle of the little finger, and Shi Qinghuai's sprinting speed was too fast, even Leod could hardly detect the subtle changes on the tip of the gun on the opposite side.

In the face of the surging electric snake, the blonde youth stood as calm as before.

This time, the momentum of the spear was different from before, just listening to its thunderous sound could make people's hearts shake, and Leod, who had not reacted, waited until the spear pierced in front of him, and he made a move for the first time in the face of Shi Qinghuai's attack. I saw him stretch out his muscular arm and firmly clamp the galloping spear's torso to prevent it from advancing any further.

The tip of the spear came to a close halt in front of him, but the purple lightning at the tip of the spear shot out after the spear stopped, piercing into the head of the man in front of him.

Between Leod's eyes, drops of blood flowed down his eyebrows until the tips of his noses congealed together and finally fell to the ground.

"You ......" At this point in the fight, Leod frowned for the first time.

"What, you know you're scared?" Shi Qinghuai held his head high and sneered, "Dare to touch the master's things, do you really think you don't have to pay the price?" ā€

It's a pity that if you poke a centimeter or two further, there will be an extra hole in this guy's eyebrows......

With such regret, after saying the last magnificent sentence, Shi Qinghuai fell straight to the ground.

The previous blow had exhausted all the strength of his body, and at this time, let alone standing, he was tired even from sitting.

"I see, it's true that I underestimated you, you were the first Sect Rank Trialist to make me bleed." Leod lifted the blonde hair in front of his forehead and wiped it on his forehead with his hand, finding that half of his palms were covered with blood stains. He didn't have any anger or dissatisfaction, but just said it in calm words.

"Hey, don't say such inexplicable words, I'm pure heterosexual." Shi Qinghuai was lying on the ground and still had the leisure to play tricks.

"Twenty-five seconds left." Leod didn't have time to pay attention to him, just coldly reported the remaining numbers.

"Kill or chop, whatever you want." Shi Qinghuai was ready to die alone, and he was about to say something like "Thunder carved on my arm, let them go". Hearing a screaming sound of "sting", some similar to the friction sound of a sword unsheathed, the clothes on Leod's abdomen were suddenly cut a foot-long opening, and blood continued to sway along with the gaps in the clothes, dyeing Yao Yiyao's purple skirt on the ground dark.

Caught off guard, Leod immediately stepped back cautiously, and then he looked into the air for the first time, and sure enough, he saw the iconic golden mask on Zang Feng's face.

"Zangfeng, what do you want to ......" was repeatedly hindered, and Leod gritted his teeth with hatred for "Zangfeng".

"Zangfeng?"

Hearing the familiar name, Shi Qinghuai looked hard into the air, and following Leod's eyes, he saw a mysterious figure in a black robe with a golden mask.

"Golden mask, according to Sister Mao, this person is the 'true god' within the 'divine power'......" Shi Qinghuai looked at the golden mask from afar, and on the mask was an old man's serious and dignified face. This old man is full of heaven, his face is slightly fat, and his hair hangs down from the side of his left and right cheeks to his shoulders.

"Like, where have you seen this person......" Shi Qinghuai stared at the mask's face, always feeling that this face made him feel a sense of familiarity.