Ma Ziqiang chuckled, his body flickering in the void. His left hand is easily behind his back, and his right hand is lightly sliced in the air. Splitting the thorn! A crescent-like ultra-fine white light easily unloaded the incoming golden light. "Ding ding" is crisp and crisp. Gradually, the sound became more and more dense. The clouds in all directions were drawn by the resonance of the impact sound. Eventually, a dense thunderclap was formed, spreading out in all directions.

The body of the Heaven Shaking God Cedipede is about a hundred times stronger than Ma Ziqiang. The force attached to each of his claws is also several times greater. But the sword light that Ma Ziqiang slashed out did not collide with him. The dagger just uses the Tai Chi method of unloading force to deflect the claw shadow. Therefore, no matter how much force the heaven-shaking god centipede expended, it was still unable to stab Ma Ziqiang.

The Heaven-Shaking God Centipede was furious, and his attack was getting faster and faster. Gradually, the sky was full of claw shadows, and the body of the sky-shaking god centipede had melted into the wind. He was like a tornado circling the horse.

But Ma Ziqiang was easily fluttering back and forth in the tornado. It's like a breeze with the fragrance of flowers in March, and it kills without one. Regardless of the god-shaking centipede stabbing out of the few claws. Ma Ziqiang just kept shaking his wrist and used the dagger to deflect the claw shadow of the attack. Dense as rain! No. The claws, which were thousands of times denser than the rain, brought up extremely sharp winds and sprinkled down. The surface of the Crazy Mountain Range suddenly became an infinite number of gaps that I don't know how deep.

The brothers of the heaven-shaking god centipede who watched the battle shook their heads again and again. They also saw that their brother had fallen into Ma Ziqiang's calculations. Ma Ziqiang is just extremely defensive. The Heaven-Shaking God Centipede was attacking with all its might. The effort expended by the two is naturally far apart. However, they were not worried that the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede would be defeated. After all, the strength of the Heaven Shaking God Centipede is placed there. The powerful immortal power cultivated over countless years is not comparable to Ma Ziqiang, who has not been promoted to immortal for a long time. Even if it's a long war of attrition. In the end, it must be the heaven-shaking god centipede who wins.

Happy Boy felt that something was wrong. Ma Ziqiang's table is a bit weird, but where is the specific weirdness. Happy Boy didn't see it for a while.

The god-shaking centipede and Ma Ziqiang were entangled for about half an hour. Happy Boy found that Ma Ziqiang's left hand had been behind his back. But where did the dagger in his left hand go? Ma Ziqiang first swung a pair of daggers. But when the Heaven-Shaking God Cedipede attacked, Ma Ziqiang's left hand was placed behind him, and he was just responding to the enemy with a dagger. And a knife?

Happy Child's heart picked, and he was about to remind the heaven-shaking god centipede to be careful. Ma Ziqiang had already laughed: "Heaven-shaking god centipede, be careful of your ass." ”

A blood-colored figure suddenly emerged from behind the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede. The blood shadow held the same light as Ma Ziqiang's right hand and slashed at the buttocks of the heaven-shaking god centipede. The heaven-shaking god was horrified. He stabbed Ma Ziqiang in the mouth with a claw. In an instant, he swung out his left hand with the golden weapon of the natal immortal weapon, and slammed it towards the head of the blood shadow.

Ma Ziqiang's body twisted. Suddenly, the sky was full of blood shadows. At least thousands of blood shadows held identical daggers and slashed at the sky-shaking god with a "whoosh" sound. These blood shadows are completely disembodied and incorporeal. They flickered back and forth like ghosts with a strong smell of blood, and in an instant, tens of millions of knives slashed towards the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede.

Rao is the god of heaven, and the law is extreme. But the horse that fused with the wind is not as fast as him. The body of the sky-shaking god centipede is a giant flying centipede. His method of flying extinct is unpredictable. However, Ma Ziqiang's cultivation of the blood transformation technique evolved into the evil sect body is even more changeable, treacherous, and extremely evil. Especially the body of the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede is still a physical body after all, and there are still some obstacles when flying. These blood shadow clones are pure energy conglomerates. What resistance does a wisp of energy have when it flies? Thousands of blood shadows flew and moved, obviously lighter and more changeable than the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede.

It's just a split second. Countless daggers slashed hundreds of blows at the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede. A ray of fairy light flourished on the blade of the dagger. The armor on the body of the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede has been honed by him for countless years, and it is already the best in a medium-grade immortal weapon. It can be a step to reach the top grade immortal weapon in one step. These daggers were transformed by a low-grade immortal weapon, but his armor couldn't stop the chopping of these low-grade immortal weapons. An extremely thin gap covered the whole body of the armor, and the sword qi even hurt the body of the Heaven Shaking God Centipede.

Just a circle. Ma Ziqiang flew out dozens of miles lightly, looking at the sky-shaking god from afar. The Heaven-Shaking God Cedipede stared blankly at the armor with hundreds of gaps on his body. Suddenly, with a "snort", hundreds of extremely fine blood mist erupted from his body. The Heaven-Shaking God Criede shouted in horror: "This king has been defeated! This king actually lost in speed? How is that possible? This king is not convinced. "The Heaven-Shaking God didn't even know what was going on. How could he have been defeated in such a daze?

Happy Boy jumped up violently. He saw clearly that the key to it, Ma Ziqiang's doppelganger, was basically a tangible and intangible thing. Not even the weight. It is a ghostly thing condensed by a wisp of blood. Tangible and intangible objects, but completely integrated with the wind and mastered the rules of the wind. How bad can this speed be? No matter how fast the god-shaking centipede is. His body is so big after all. His body also weighs tens of thousands of catties. Although he also mastered the rules of the wind. is even more subtle and experienced than Ma Ziqiang in use. But after all, his body was too heavy. There is no way to compare with Ma Ziqiang's doppelganger.

Not to mention that the dagger held by Ma Ziqiang's doppelganger was obviously a specially designed light guy. And the hundred-legged claws and golden maces of the sky-shaking centipede are heavy weapons. I don't usually see anything wrong. But compared to Ma Ziqiang, who also understood the rules of the wind. These heavy weapons are a burden.

Ma Ziqiang's appearance is really a happy son, and he is overjoyed. This mysterious and unpredictable method can sometimes be very useful. Not to mention the Guiyuan paste he took out at the beginning.

Seeing that the eyes of the god-shaking centipede were already red, he was about to go out and release Xiaoqian World and Ma Ziqiang to divide the victory and defeat. Happy Boy hurriedly shouted, "Heaven-shaking god centipede." Everyone is a hero of the moment. Fight with his bad words. Why don't you sell me a face, and everyone can sit down and talk about it? He knew that Si Lan and this Ma Ziqiang were not brothers, and he felt that it was better to kill him than to recover him for his own use.

The god-shaking centipede was stunned. He turned his head to look at Happy Child. And he looked at his own armor. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, shaking his hand, and threw the hundred-legged claw aside. He nodded and smiled: "Good boy." Sure enough, he is a good man. This king has a collection of old wine. There are also countless delicious treasures. I don't know if you can sell this king's noodles? ”

With a wave of the hand. The clones in the sky turned into bloody bodies one after another. Ma Ziqiang summoned the folding fan he had just thrown out and fanned it gently. He nodded at the Heaven-Shaking God Centipede and smiled: The Heaven-Shaking God Centipede is really a good man. This is the young master of the Happy Heavenly King, the happy son, right? I climbed high. "Well said. Say. Ma Ziqiang's attitude made Happy Boy's heart happy again. He invited Ma Ziqiang to descend to the top of the Crazy Mountain Range. The others complimented each other with smiles on their faces, and came to the sky-shaking god centipede to sit down.

Wine and delicacies are naturally sent like flowing water, the happy boy sat on the chairman, Lin Wei, the god-shaking centipede brothers and others to accompany, and a group of mountain-shaking gods, water monsters and beautiful beauties danced silk embroidery, sang graceful fairy sounds, and danced the heavenly demon dance. This tone just matched Ma Ziqiang's taste, and for a while, the guests and hosts were staggered, and they drank red one by one.

Ma Ziqiang complimented the god-shaking god as the overlord of the party, and the god-shaking god complimented Ma Ziqiang as a rising star and had a bright future in the future. Happy Boy complimented Ma Ziqiang that the young man was a young man, and Ma Ziqiang complimented Happy Boy Emperor and nobleman is not comparable to ordinary people.

After drinking like this for three or five rounds, everyone had a little bit of alcohol, and the happy boy suddenly asked Ma Ziqiang: "I don't know if you have this life, but what kind of ambitions do you have?" ”

"Ambition?" Ma Ziqiang tilted his head to look at the happy boy, he suddenly was very straightforward, so straightforward that he smiled like a street gangster scolding and asked, "The young master wants to recruit me?" Happy Boy drank the horn wine, he slowly put down the wine, looked at Ma Ziqiang very seriously, and said: "Yes!" "Reason!" Ma Ziqiang also said simply: "As the young master of the King of Joy, there will be fewer people around him?" Give me a reason! Convince me of the reason! ”