A thick mist of water shrouded a radius of nearly a hundred meters, and the wind and clouds surged in it, enveloping Chu Wuya.

Mr. Fu's figure was no longer clear, like a hidden poisonous snake, aiming at the opportunity and launching a fatal blow.

Knock knock knock......

A dull voice sounded, and a giant condensed by flowing water stepped forward, as if stepping on the tip of the enemy's heart.

The giant smashed down with his fist, and the sharp fist forced through the thick mist, and rubbed against the air to emit a piercing scream, and it fell like the top of Mount Tai.

Chu Wuya's blood is like a furnace, and his spine is like a dragon.

And his fist was a dragon's claw sticking out, meeting the huge fist.

Rumble!

The energy between the two fists rippled, like a sharp blade, sweeping in all directions.

The giant's fist cracked, and in an instant, it spread throughout his arm, and then all over his body.

In the end, it collapsed and turned into a splash.

But the water droplets were still condensed, and with the violent rolling of the water mist around them, the scattered water splashes actually quickly condensed into four giants, forming a four-phase array, besieging Chu Wuya in the center.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Chu Wuya chuckled.

Four spiritual fires spawned from his hands.

Half golden, half pitch black, and finally blended with each other, finally forming skull-like flames that shot out like lightning.

The spiritual fire melted into the center of the giant's eyebrows.

Their footsteps stopped in an instant, and then turned into puddles.

The puddle is as smooth as a mirror, or it is a mirror at the moment, and all kinds of demonic and ghostly figures appear in the mirror, and they all drill out of the mirror itself.

Plausible as if it were false, false as it was true.

It is worthy of the long-inherited mountain gate of protecting the country, and this set of attack methods alone can be put on the table.

There is actually a taste of mental attack.

And behind Chu Wuya, a huge figure quietly floated in, holding a huge scythe in his hand, shrouded in black robes.

Under the brim of the black hat was a hideous skull, and his eyes flashed with green light.

If there is a god of death in the world, then it is obvious that this is a god of death.

With the swing of the Grim Reaper's arm, the huge scythe silently slashed towards Chu Wuya's neck.

But......

Swift, lightning fast!

There is truth in falsehood, so that people can't distinguish between truth and falsehood, and it is easy to fall into the Tao.

Chu Wuya's head was cut off unexpectedly, but the cut off head, including the body, gradually became transparent and finally dissipated.

This is naturally an afterimage!

And Chu Wuya's body had already appeared behind the god of death, and the god-destroying blade turned into a black mang, stabbing like his head.

The Grim Reaper collapsed!

I have to say that Mr. Fu's attack methods are really strong, especially in his water mist domain, which can almost be called invincible.

Unless he has the strength to crush and push all the way through, otherwise, he can attack and retreat.

But that's just relative to ordinary people, for Chu Wuya, who has divine consciousness and a spell attainment comparable to that of a great grandmaster, it's really too childish!

I feel like a graduate student doing elementary school math.

Chu Wuya walked leisurely, approaching Mr. Fu's side.

The water mist is not only used as an attack method, but also as a very clever trick.

Mr. Fu kept changing his position, so that the enemy couldn't touch his figure, and then he secretly made a big move on the side, so unhappy.

At first, when he saw a dark shadow approaching, he thought it was just a coincidence, and immediately changed his position.

But after a dozen attempts, I found that the black shadow was still hanging far away.

He finally understood that he had been recognized!

He could imagine that the other party was running around like a cat and mouse, looking at him with a playful face.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously!

"Oh, are you finally tired of running?"

Chu Wuya's figure gradually became clear, and he looked at Mr. Fu with a smile.

Tired?

Naturally not, I am not so empty!

But the beads of sweat on Mr. Fu's forehead became denser.

It's one thing to guess, it's another thing to guess to be confirmed.

If there was still a trace of luck before, then when the only hope was also bloodily torn apart, that sense of powerlessness was truly unforgettable.

Looking at Mr. Fu's expression, Chu Wuya knew that he had succeeded!

The two armies fought, attacking the heart and attacking the city. Psychological warfare is the top, and military warfare is the bottom!

He has been hanging unhurriedly, not screaming to fight, and this is exactly what he is.

And now, Mr. Fu's confidence has been ruthlessly destroyed by himself.

No matter how much he resisted, even if he was trapped and fighting, he couldn't deny this fact.

If his invincibility confidence is destroyed, then any of his attacks will appear flawed and weak.

Chu Wuya didn't know when he had been lazy, and he seemed to be afraid of trouble even when he killed people.

If you can solve the problem more easily, why bother to fight with people?

There's no need for it!

Whether it is for the dignity of the grandmaster, or with a glimmer of illusory hope, Mr. Fu will not be restrained.

He's going to give it a go!

The mist rolled like boiling water, approached him, and converged into a giant python more than ten meters long around the surface of the body, the hideous snake head was suspended in the air, spitting snake letters, and the green eyes flashed with cold light.

With Mr. Fu's step, his aura climbed to the peak, rushing out like a giant beast from the wilderness.

Chu Wuya smiled, and the mini pistol was aimed at Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu's figure rushing out couldn't help but be stunned.

Of course, he will not forget that Feng Qingyun died under this pistol.

Click, click!

The bolt reset and hit the receiver with the sound of an empty gun.

There are no more bullets!

Mr. Fu knew in an instant that he had been fooled, but unfortunately it was too late.

Two monstrous slayer blades swirling with black flames shot into the python's eye socket like lightning.

The figure of the giant python suddenly stopped, still maintaining a swooping posture.

But it has already begun to crumble, turning into mist and drifting quickly.

And Chu Wuya's fist had gradually enlarged in Mr. Fu's pupils.

Boom!

A punch landed on the bridge of the nose!

The pain of drilling the heart hit all over his body, and blood, snot, and tears mixed together, painting Mr. Fu's sloppy face.

Immediately after that, a little bit of golden light flashed, and the spiritual power that shot out made Mr. Fu's whole body a ban.

Feeling the fading of his strength, Mr. Fu suddenly took the test as above!

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!" Mr. Fu was grief-stricken and indignant.

Chu Wuya didn't care about him, his hands quickly sealed, and with the seal, a black lotus flower appeared and evolved from his hand, surrounded by golden lightning, and the stamen was a hideous ghost head.

Know the sea and plant the magic lotus!

Mr. Fu couldn't resist at all, no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't move a bit. The Demon Lotus, which could only be watched, gradually shrank, and finally merged into his eyebrows.

He could feel the existence of the Demon Lotus, and none of his thoughts could escape the perception of the Demon Lotus, and in front of it, he had no secrets to speak of.

Even more terrifying is ......

The Demon Lotus is always in control of her consciousness, no matter how much she resists, her body is not controlled by her own thoughts.

You can't even die!

Mr. Fu's face is like ashes!