Di Shuye frowned, mediocrity is not as simple as it seems?

"Hee-hee, boss, do you want me to help and slap him to death?" the blue bird burst out of Di Shuye's arms and grinned.

Although Di Shuye was irritable in his heart, when he saw the blue bird, he couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you help the boss and me, and I will sleep directly in the future?"

“......”

Flying all the way, in the blink of an eye, he was out of the county town, and a large forest appeared in front of him.

Di Shuye looked back, and the mediocre and seemingly fat body was not slow at all, and it was chasing after him, and his body seemed to be extremely graceful, as if it was flowing clouds and water, floating suddenly.

With a cold snort, Di Shuye slammed into the woods below. fell to the ground, and originally wanted to put Ye Yunzhou and the others underground, but when he thought that Ma was about to have a big battle, it was inevitable that there would be an accident. With a movement in his heart, he put his palms on the heads of the two people, so that they would not wake up for a short time, and then sighed slightly, and said softly: "You are the first guests of my void pot space." ”

With a wave of his left hand, the two disappeared. However, Di Shuye did not put them in the Void Pot Mansion, but placed the two of them in the Burning God Valley, after all, the heaven and earth there were rich in vitality, which was beneficial to them.

After doing this, he looked up at the mediocre flat that swept down in mid-air like a fat falcon, and when he swept down, Di Shuye seemed to feel that it was a waterfall that flowed down three thousand feet.

"A little bold!" "Yongping's sleeved robe was shocked, squinting at Di Shuye, and said lightly.

Di Shuye's gaze swept to the distant sky, and the two Seven Star Saints also hurried over, and immediately sneered: "Yongping, do you say that it was me Di Shuye who provoked your assault department first, or did your assault department provoke me first?"

Yong Ping sneered: "Is it still useful to say this?"

Di Shuye bowed slightly, and said slowly: "I also think it's useless." ”

"It's useless, you still say?" mediocre sneered.

"There are things that need to be said that must be said. The corners of Di Shuye's mouth slanted.

The two seemed to be extremely boring in answering questions, but mediocre Ping's face gradually became solemn.

"I did underestimate you!"

Di Shu Ye'er: "I've never looked at you highly!"

"It's not hard to change the way one person thinks about another. Yongping squinted.

"It's not hard, because you've changed your mind about me. Di Shuye smiled lightly.

Yongping's eyes narrowed slightly, Di Shuye's dark pupils constricted, the two glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed in unison, the laughter did not stop, and the person moved.

Two swords, one indigo, one purple-red, one long, one short.

The indigo sword flew like a poisonous snake, stabbing Di Shuye in the lower abdomen from bottom to top.

The purple-red short sword hummed like a tassel, slashing the indigo blue sword diagonally from top to bottom.

"When"

There was a loud roar, and the two swords collided, and at the junction, several circles of energy fluctuations escaped. It spread to the sides of the two of them, and suddenly cracked with a hiss.

Yongping's face froze, and he took two steps back and stared at the longer dementor sword in Di Shuye's hand: "What a heavy sword!"

Di Shuye's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the indigo long sword: "It's not bad!"

The two looked at each other, and suddenly deceived themselves, and in an instant, the sound of clanging was endless, resounding through the woods.

The voice was overwhelming, the figures were divided, and the mediocrity was immovable, Di Shuye took a few steps back, and his face was pale.

"My opinion of you seems to have changed a little bit again. Yong smiled lightly, with contempt in his eyes.

"Each other, each other!"

Di Shuye had also noticed that the mediocre sword was very strange, and whenever the dementor sword collided with the long sword in his hand, there would always be an extremely strong traction force.

In the short confrontation, Yongping did not use his cultivation power, but just used this strange traction force to resolve Di Shuye's sword momentum.

"Boy, do you know the difference between the four-star and eight-star peaks?" The disdain in Yongping's eyes intensified.

"I know a little bit about it, it's pretty much the same. Di Shuye slowly raised his sword, his eyes still staring at the indigo long sword.

Yong Ping smiled coldly: "Because of your soul attack? or...... Fire Attack?"

"Try it and you'll know!" Di Shuye's feet flickered, and the afterimage was immediately visible.

"Speed?" "Speed?" Yong Ping sneered, his feet also shook, the long sword in his hand looked at the void in front of him and suddenly stabbed out, and then he raised his head in surprise, his face changed greatly, his arm turned strangely, and the sword body turned away.

"Dang!"

The sound of sword strikes sounded, and Yongping took the opportunity to turn around and sneered: "The speed is really good, but is it all?"

"The saint of the eight-star peak, the reaction speed is really fast!" Sighing secretly, Di Shuye had a vague understanding of the strength of mediocrity.

It is stronger than the Bu Qianji that he killed in the Burning God Valley, but it is not too strong.

Hearing the mediocre words, Di Shuye did not answer, his feet flickered, and the sword stabbed out, and the sword was halfway through, and suddenly there was a low 'buzz'.

The blade of the sword is shortened, the weight is drastically reduced, and the speed is increased sharply.

"Forty-nine to one!" he drank in his heart, currently mastering the limit of the "Returning to One Sword Technique".

Thirty-six sword shadows turned into a purple-red training, and in an instant, this training condensed into a strand, piercing the void and hitting mediocrity.

If you look closely, on the sword body that has condensed into one, gray-white light flows.

Forty-nine to one plus soul attack.

Yongping sneered: "Soul attack?"

As the words fell, the indigo blue sword danced rapidly, instantly forming a blue water shield in front of him.

"Po"

The purple-red short sword collided with the blue water shield, destroying the withering and decaying, and the trend did not decrease, the water shield burst, and the water droplets splashed everywhere.

Yongping's expression has changed greatly, but it is no longer enough.

"Boom!"

The short sword reached his body, snorted in a muffled manner, and retreated a few feet. At the same time, Di Shuye's whole body trembled, and he also retreated a few feet with a kick on the soles of his feet, and just settled down in shape, the red flames on the surface of his body rushed out, and his face was also pale.

"It's so poisonous!" After a long while, Di Shuye let out a long breath, his face gradually returned to ruddy, and he looked up at the front.

The mist dissipated, and the mediocre figure emerged, his hair was messy, embarrassed, and there was no silk in his body, standing naked in place, staring at Di Shuye with his eyes. But on his body, there are streams of water flowing, vaguely forming a water armor.

"Riptide Jia, good guy, this mediocre water surname is not low. Hmm, the cultivation has soared to the level of a nine-star saint. There was a faint look of surprise in Tianpai's eyes.

Shaking his head slightly, as if to shake off the discomfort in the sea of consciousness, Di Shuye's soul attack just now didn't seem to cause much damage to him.

"Soul Guard?" Di Shuye said in a deep voice.

"Boom, yes, soul guard. How is it, what does the blue decay water taste like?" as Yongping spoke, the fat on his waist trembled slightly, and he said with a smile.

"Blue Decay Water ......" Di Shuye repeated, nodded and said, "Very strong, very yin." But it's average!"

Just now, the water shield burst, and it actually contained toxins, which were so poisonous that it frantically devoured the cultivation power, knocking into the water in the pool in the Bingyan Ditch.

Fortunately, Di Shu hid early at night, and he was also carrying the Danhuo, and the Danhuo energy was surging and burning, and the poison was burned into nothingness in a moment.

Hearing that Di Shuye was disdainful of the poison of his blue water, Yongping's face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Soul attack, extremely not weak sword technique, and flame that is not low level, no wonder the cultivation of a four-star saint is so rampant, and even let me use the Torrent Armor...... Then all your glory will be utterly dissipated today. ”

"Death!" shouted, the fat on his body trembled violently, and his feet shook, and his speed seemed to be more than twice as fast as before.

The Torrent Armor, which improves its cultivation, is similar to Di Shuye's Fire Feather Armor, but the magnitude of the improvement is far less than that of the fish and dragon changes.

The water flow above the palm of the hand surrounded, and the palm of Lan Yingying's hand followed the ghostly figure, and slammed the palm towards Di Shuye's chest.

Suddenly, Yongping's face froze, a red light flashed in front of him, and suddenly a powerful aura burst out, and in the firelight, a fist shadow struck out like lightning.

After a strange moment of silence, a sudden explosion sounded from between the fists and palms.

The explosion caused by the explosion directly shook the two of them away, and at the same time, a wave of red and blue energy fluctuations raged in the center of the explosion.

Everywhere he passed, everything turned into powder, and a row of trees dozens of feet high disappeared from the waist down in an instant. Half an hour later, there was a loud bang, and the upper halves of dozens of giant trees fell down, and the entire earth suddenly trembled, and the two seven-star saints who swept down from the sky didn't have time to dodge before they were knocked away by powerful energy explosion fluctuations.

The wind blows, and the smoke and dust disperse.

Yongping and Di Shuye are long gone.

After a while, the dirt on the ground in the distance suddenly moved slightly, and then a figure struggled to get up, on a fiery red armor, the feathers that originally reflected the fiery red were messily tangled into a ball, but the armor was not damaged in the slightest, and the head of the armor revealed Di Shuye's pale face.

As soon as Di Shuye stood up, he stared at the front, where the dead branches jumped a few times, and a bloated figure also struggled to stand up, and from the fat body, it could be vaguely seen that it was mediocrity.

On Yongping's body, bursts of white mist surrounded, and it was no longer the current of water before, and it was obvious that the riptide armor had been destroyed.

The two looked at each other and took a step together, but at the same time they snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the situation of losing both, the two never thought that they were not injured in each other's hands, it can be said that the two were injured in their own hands.

To be more precise, the two concocted a 'dangerous item', but in the end they were injured by this dangerous item.

The two castes of water and fire are two extremely opposite castes, and the mediocrity of the Torrent Armor has become a nine-star saint in terms of strength. And Di Shuye, who turned into a fire feather armor, also soared to the level of a nine-star saint after running the fish dragon transformation.

At the urging of the Nine-Star Sage, the explosion after the fusion of the two opposing genera and surnames was powerful, and even a Great Sage at the peak of the Nine Star would not dare to carry it head-on.

"Grandpa Shui, is he okay, boss?" the blue bird was eager to try, and he was about to go up, but the result was mediocre. (To be continued.) )