Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Stormy Air Bomb
A basketball-sized ball of light rises, and the effect of lighting, which could only play a supporting role, is unexpected. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
This is a duel between darkness and light, the dazzling white mang wants to spread outward through the black mist, the black mist touches the light and melts like ice and snow, but more mist fills the position where the "partner" disappears, wanting to compress the white mang and extinguish the last seed of light.
The light cluster only expanded to a zhang wide a moment ago, and was squeezed to its original size, and the black and white junction "snorted", repeated dozens of times, and the black fog finally couldn't suppress the light cluster, just like the dawn of the sun broke through the darkness before dawn, and the dazzling line shone ten zhang away.
Everyone watched the black mist retreat, and the itch that had penetrated into the bones before suddenly disappeared.
The corpse of the Casting Marrow Realm, where the flesh turned out and the intestines pierced through the stomach, was also displayed in front of them.
In addition to the marrow casting realm who captured himself to death, there were two people in the team who had already stripped off the skin of their whole bodies, and the bloody scene was terrifying.
"Vomit ......"
When they saw their respective tragic images, most of them lay on the ground and vomited.
"I'll rub!"
Lin Yu's attention was attracted by a bottomless ravine in front of him, and he said to Tang Ziju: "Don't stop, disperse all the black fog nearby." ”
This result is not the result of illumination.
Glancing at the young man with the sword, Tang Zirou finally understood that he had said that he could save hundreds of thousands of people, not referring to the identity of the saintess, but to break the evil physique, if she didn't dispel the black fog, how many of the elites of Tianteng City could survive? .
Without them, the remaining 500,000 people would have to wait for the mission to be wiped out after the mission.
But Lin Yu's unknowing appearance before didn't seem to be a disguise at all, how can this be explained?
As Tang Zirou pondered, the illumination technique was thrown out in all directions, and the most basic auxiliary skills almost did not require mana support, and they were soon scattered everywhere.
In the dark curtain that fading like a tide, Lin Yu saw the behemoth hidden in it, only a few dozen meters away from them.
They're coming around again!
I don't know why they are circling around, and they don't know how to avoid the many bottomless ravines in the dark of their eyes, but in short, they returned to Samael, no more than fifty meters away from this seventh-order alien race.
The gray giant palm with five sharp claws slapped at him.
The people who reacted quickly scattered and retreated, and a few people who were suddenly attacked by the giant palm, the frightened Casting Pulp Realm, were buried in the giant palm after a roar.
Samael slowly retracted his right palm, leaving a clear and huge palm print on the ground, but the men were smashed into meatloaf and their internal organs were spread all over the floor.
"Holy Maiden, we can't defeat this monster, please take us out of here!" Beside Tang Zirou, the two Hualian Sect disciples said in a trembling voice.
Of the twenty-seven Casting Realms, one was killed on the way, ten died in the Illusion Realm, and counting the one who caught himself, seven more died at the hands of Samael.
There are only nine people left in the surviving Casting Soul Realm......
Chu Fei and Shao Jun also quietly retreated to Tang Zirou's side, hoping to leave with her, there was still a large amount of black mist churning around the illumination technique, if it was not led by Tang Zirou, they would not be able to get out.
"If he dies, who else can kill this alien race?" Tang Zirou stared at Lin Yu, who was hovering in front of Samael with a five-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and said coldly: "If you don't fight, you will die!" ”
Tang Zirou's cold snort was not low, and Haohai and Cheng Xun, who were still a little shaken, strengthened their beliefs in an instant.
Whether they are left to die and reborn, or they are ruined, they have no way out.
Samael's scarlet eyes looked around, and he raised another palm and slapped it at Lin Yu.
The gray giant palm gradually enlarged in Lin Yu's eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, compared to the previous palm, this swing was much slower, Lin Yu didn't have much trouble avoiding it, and he didn't even use his magic power.
Compared to Samael's huge size, humans are as small as reptiles, and the reptiles escaping the slap will not cause it trouble, and they have been imprisoned underground for countless years, and any creature will be lonely, and now that there are reptiles for him to play with, he naturally does not want to easily kill them all.
Samael fell to the ground with his right paw and raised his left arm to continue chasing the dodging reptile.
Satisfied with the reptile's dexterity, it dodged again as expected, so it was happy to do it, and its palms rained down.
Lin Yu didn't think this teasing was funny, the guards seemed to be staring at him, like slapping mosquitoes, alternating between their left and right palms, but they turned a blind eye to the others.
But even if the claws were easy to dodge, there would be no chance of getting close to the diamond-shaped crystal on Samael's chest.
The ground shakes, the mountains shake, and the gravel splashes.
The ground in front of the alien race was slapped a few inches shorter, and everyone didn't dare to approach Lin Yu for half a minute, for fear of being affected and leaving no corpse.
Cheng Xun said worriedly to Hao Hai: "Mr. Hao, if you continue like this, the Holy Lord will be exhausted sooner or later. ”
Haohai frowned and said: "Holy Lord Lin is currently walking calmly, and he is not worried about his life for a while, but the weakness of the alien race that the Holy Lord said before is that he can't get close. ”
"The two of you have time to talk about cool things here, it's better to restrain that guy's arm by one person, and with your current realm, it will always be done in a moment and a half."
Jiang Yu grinned, he was sweating profusely at the moment, holding two high-speed rotating air bombs in his left and right hands.
Cheng Xun felt that this young man was right, since he decided to give it a go, it was better to take advantage of the Holy Lord's mana to make a move, and the chances would be greater, but the young man was still fiddling with air bombs at this time, which was really puzzling.
Two air bombs were oddly shaped, one shaped like a short rod and slender, the other the size of a washbasin with an extremely thin outer ring.
Although there are also French professions in the camp that have changed the size of the air bomb, making it the size of a basketball, but the color of the goods is completely chicken ribs, not only is the power not a few points greater, but it is also very easy to explode, to say that the air bomb can work on the alien race of the seventh order of Kailing, Cheng Xun does not believe it.
"Mr. Hao, I'm on the left and you're on the right, how about it?" Chen Xun looked at Hao Haidao again.
Haohai is also a decisive person, and he knows that it is not beneficial to drag it down, so he spit out a turbid breath and said: "Go!" ”
The two figures disappeared in front of Jiang Yu's eyes in an instant, leaving Jiang Yu with a blushing face and continuing to control the rotating air bomb: "Damn, the control-level air bomb, with grandpa's unparalleled wisdom, don't be tired Lao Tzu has no effect." ”
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Lin Yu couldn't count how many slaps he had dodged, but his mana still didn't use it, but his legs began to go sore.
"No, if you continue like this, your physical strength will be exhausted sooner or later, and this alien race seems to know my purpose, and as long as you get closer, it will block my way."
After being forced back by the giant palm again, Lin Yu was already a little irritable, and was about to try it hard, when the two figures approached quickly.
Staring at the gray giant palm pressing beside Lin Yu, Cheng Xun jumped hard, the ghost head knife was covered with purple light in an instant, the tip of the knife pecked into the gap between the claws, and half of the blade was nailed into the ground to firmly jam the claws.
Hugging the back of the knife, Cheng Xun held the handle of the knife on his right shoulder and shouted: "Three seconds!" ”
Opportunity!
Lin Yu stepped on the back of Samael's hand, burst out with extreme speed, and rushed up along its arm, the Tai'a sword qi in his hand surged, extremely sharp.
Samael's right arm was restrained by Cheng Xun, and he was about to raise his left hand to bounce away the bedbug crawling along his arm, when Haohai suddenly inserted it into it.
"Eagle Step!"
The right leg that had been cultivating for most of his life fell from the sky and slashed at the back of Samael's hand like a tomahawk, stomping his left palm, which had just been three inches above the ground, back to the surface.
Turning over and falling to the ground, Haohai's calves sank into the soil for three points, and then his five fingers turned into claws, and a pair of bright silver gloves appeared in his hands, cutting into the flesh and blood of the gray giant palm turned out.
"Die!"
Lin Yu jumped high from Samael's upper arm, and the sword-filled Tai'a stabbed at the diamond-shaped crystal on its chest.
Everyone who was hiding from a distance to watch the battle stared nervously at the young man's sword into the sky, and they didn't even have time to swallow their saliva.
The struggle of the ants! Samael tugged at the turned flesh on his cheeks, his scarlet eyes full of mockery.
Is it laughing?
Lin Yu couldn't understand this distorted expression, but the play in Samael's eyes could interpret it.
The tattered flesh wings behind the alien clan shook, and dense sharp bones shot towards the sword-wielding boy.
Overwhelmed, there is no way to avoid it.
Lin Yu only had time to cross Tai'a to the vital point, and the sharp broken bones were like roaring machine gun bullets, penetrating all corners of his body, knocking him to the ground from mid-air, and kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust.
After that, Samael threw his arms to his sides, and the two figures were swept away by the unrivaled force, falling into the boundless darkness.
All that's left is half of the ghost-headed broadsword and the arms with shiny silver gloves!
None of the three knew life or death!
The fear in the hearts of the two disciples of the Hualian Sect was like a dark curtain around them, boundless.
"Bang" had to kneel in front of Tang Zirou, they trembled, and begged with both hands: "Holy Maiden, please take us away, we will definitely die, we will definitely die!" ”
Shao Jun and Chu Fei looked at the disciples who were kneeling, their mouths were dry, if it weren't for the long-term cultivation of the army's iron-blooded style, they would have lowered their faces to this woman and begged her to take them away.
Everyone sank to the bottom with Lin Yu's defeat, but Jiang Yu was still silently controlling the two air bombs.
At this time, his face was flushed, as if he had been fished from a pond, his clothes were scraped against his body, sweat dripping down like beads, and he was soon blown to an unknown corner by the huge wind from his right hand.
Jiang Yu's basic skill has long been unrecognizable, or it can't be called an air bomb at all, the slender short stick on his left hand has been stretched to more than one meter, and the end of his palm is as sharp as a needle, and under the rapid rotation, white smoke rises from his palm.
The one in the right palm is even more exaggerated, it has been widened to the size of a grinding disc, and the periphery is as sharp as a blade.
Because it rotated so fast, it looked like a cake-shaped air bomb to outsiders, and only Jiang Yu himself knew that it was actually composed of four thin pieces of air with subtle angles.
The center of the thin slice is concave and convex, Jiang Yu's right palm is pinching the bulge, and the palm has been scorched.
"I can't hold it anymore, let's give it a domineering name first! Arrows in the air? Air arrows? ”
Jiang Yu stood in front of Tang Zirou and the others more than ten meters ago, although the sound was not loud, he was blown down and fell into their ears by the high-speed rotating air in his right hand, and some people were already secretly scolding him for being a fool in their stomachs.
This side is at least 100 meters away from the alien race, and no matter how awesome the air bomb is, it will be thrown a hundred meters to try, and there is still time to name this skill...... It's called a big fan, but it's useful in summer!
"Look at the wickedness of this alien race..... That's it! ”
The cyan vine broke through the ground and crossed in front of Jiang Yu, who missed the arrow in his right hand and shot it at Samael's chest with a pull back.
Chu Fei sneered behind him, "This guy is whimsical, the vines are bows, and the air is an arrow, but this air arrow misses a distance of more than a hundred meters, and it is just an itch when it falls on the alien race." ”
Jiang Yu ignored Chu Fei's "stimulation", and buckled the protrusion of the huge grinding disc to the green vine, aimed at the tail of the arrow that was still flying, and the mana of his whole body poured into his right palm.
The speed of the air bomb instantly rose by several levels, and the strong wind blew Jiang Yu back several meters, and the green vine stretched to the limit, and the smell of burnt was overflowing.
"Sky Breaker Arrow!"
The hurricane roared, the sound of air tearing resounded throughout the space, Jiang Yu was pushed by the violent wind and crashed into Chu Fei, and the two rolled and fell a few feet away.
The air bomb with the sonic boom disappeared in front of everyone's eyes the moment Jiang Yu let go, catching up with the slow-flying arrow, and the central notch tightly fastened the tail of the arrow.
At that moment, Chu Fei had never known that the air collided, and he could also burst out with a thunderous and deafening roar.
At that moment, the air arrow was no longer a weak shrimp and crab, as if infused with endless vitality, and instantly turned into a dragon with teeth and claws, with the breath of tearing everything apart, rushing into Samael's chest at a speed of a hundred times and a thousand times before.
"Smack"
The blood-red diamond-shaped crystal, countless fine cracks appeared!