Chapter 394: Wait for me to stretch
Not Thor, but a pocket flying sword with a slightly reddish color.
Yang Airuo touched the sand with both hands, and felt the situation around her with her eyes closed.
At the same time that the Sand King arrived in this area at the end, Yang Airuo opened his eyes violently, and the reddened flying sword was called Blood Droplet.
The blood droplets disappeared in front of Yang Airuo, and Thor followed!
Two seconds later, Yang Airuo and Bai Ze came out of the desert in another area at the same time, and at the center of Bai Ze's eyebrows, a small red dot.
Bai Ze's whole body was full of cracks, and finally his body was broken, but it was just a shell, Bai Ze seemed to have lost his skin, and a new Bai Ze stood in front of Yang Airuo again.
Whispered, "Awesome!"
"It's nothing!" Yang Airuo spoke, and two flying swords hovered beside Yang Airuo.
Bai Ze's side actually had a flying sword suspended just now, but now it has dimmed and disappeared.
The name of that flying sword is Guardian!
It's not the Origin Flying Sword, it's what he got in the Blessed Land Cave Heaven, or rather, the demon clan got it in the Blessed Land Cave Heaven.
But the special ability of the Origin Flying Sword can only be used by himself, and Bai Ze can use it because of the ability of his Origin Flying Sword, which is the ability to use the flying sword that has lost its owner.
He is also a sword cultivator, and he is also a sword cultivator with dual martial arts and swords.
This is what Yang Airuo just discovered.
Such a genius is really not like a person who chooses to sleep because he is afraid of the human race.
What is he waiting for?
This question surfaced in Yang Airuo's heart.
"I'm waiting for you!" Bai Ze seemed to see through Yang Airao.
"Wait for me?"
Bai Ze nodded, "Time is not terrible, you can stop chasing the footsteps of your predecessors!"
"But the generation without an opponent is something I don't want to go through, only with an opponent who strengthens each other, can I grow into a top master!"
"That's why I said I'm waiting for you, but it's okay if it's not you, just be a master who can match me!"
Yang Airuo smiled, "Is that so?"
"Of course, you look at the Demon Lord and Ji Wuming in the early days, and look at the Emperor Jun and the Lord of the Elements!"
"Look at Qingbai and Xu Jin!"
"What about Yang Ziwu!" Yang Airuo said.
"Don't you think he hasn't grown?"
Bai Ze smiled and nodded, "Yes! If Wu Anjun also has an opponent, then he is not a king now! It's going to be higher!"
Yang Airuo thought about it, it was really possible!
"Do you think I'm qualified to be this opponent?"
Bai Ze threw out the shattered guardian sword, "Of course!"
Yang Airuo smiled, "Then come on!"
People are gradually crawling out of the desert, and now there are too few people, and there is no need for two people to hide, just do it with real knives and guns.
Yang Ziwu looked at the two people at the head of the city, because the battlefield had just been relatively calm, and they also heard the conversation between the two people.
Yang Ziwu pinched his waist with one hand and pointed in the direction of the two people, "I put my hands in my pockets that year, and I didn't understand what an opponent was!"
"But that Bai Ze's words, I really don't feel the same, because I really can't find an opponent, and I can't wait, if he Bai Ze is the same age and the same realm as me, do you believe it or not?"
Lin Yi smiled, "Believe in it!"
"Don't be perfunctory!" Yang Ziwu complained.
"I'm honest, you were very perverted back then, and now, it's been a long time since I've seen you go all out, and I kind of forgot..."
Yang Ziwu was stunned for a moment, yes, he seems to have really not fought with all his strength for a long time, either he is crushed, or he really can't fight, and he has to use the emperor's weapon.
An evenly matched opponent, I'm afraid it's not now, it's not before!
"It's easy, just hit it and you'll know!" Yang Ziwu stretched a big lazy waist on the head of the city.
"Whole
The whole world has forgotten why I am called Wu Anjun!"
"You don't have to grieve, the Sand King is gone, and I will take revenge!"
"Wait for me to stretch!"
"Fat Relic! Where are you going?" Yang Ziwu showed a bright smile, on this day, Old Ghost Chen's words, Yang Airuo and Bai Ze's dialogue, gave Yang Ziwu a lot of inspiration.
At the same time, there was a less eye-catching battle on the ground, and both sides of the battle were not famous, but because they were young people, and they didn't have the dazzling light of Yang Airuo and Bai Ze, so there were not so many people paying attention.
The two sides are roses, and the other is white!
Rose used two punches to get an answer.
After parting, Rose spoke, "You are the commander of the demon clan?"
Bai Draw nodded.
"That's not right!" Saying that, the roses continued to thousand, and their fists came out together, and they greeted with white palms.
Rose frowned again, "You're the ghost, aren't you?"
"What the hell?" Bai Shu asked.
This question Rose understood better, "Damn, no wonder no one pays attention to you, I thought I could become famous if I found you!"
"You're a ghost, Bai Ze is a knife ghost, you're a fart with this IQ!"
The angry look on Bai Shu's face intensified, "You're looking for death!"
Both of them are fighting, and they need to be watched carefully, and if you tell someone about this battle, most people who listen to it will think it's not interesting.
It's definitely not as good as those martial artists with their own special abilities, as well as qi practitioners who call for wind and rain.
Rose knew what kind of strength Bai Shu had in the previous fight, to be honest, he was about the same, and he was killed by telling lies!
The black qi inside is his biggest guarantee, but it's hard to say what Bai Describes, most of the ones they can break are blessed and caves.
This is the guarantee that any of them have a genius.
Not far from them, there is still a battle, of course there are battles everywhere, but this is also a battle of the geniuses of the human race and demon race.
The genius of the demon race is the human race, a genius from the North Star.
Sun Gufang, the origin of the fire element, and the Great Wall of Demon Suppression is naturally Li An.
Li An looked at Sun Gufang in front of him, didn't say a word, and rushed forward like a vigorous cheetah.
But Sun Gufang has a stomach for talking.
"Can you please stop fighting!" Sun Gufang's chest turned into flames, and Ang Lee's fist passed through his body.
Unscathed.
There was fire in Li An's eyes, but the three feet three in his hand were put away by him.
"Then let's talk about it, let me ask you, is my wooden dragon the origin of wood?"
Sun Gufang shook his head, "It's a magic weapon, it's in my hands now!"
"Wood and fire, this is all in your hands, you are really insatiable!"
"Ang Lee, are you finished? I can't help all of this!" Sun Gufang shouted.
"Okay, tell me, what do you want me to do? Spare you?"
"It's not to let me go, it's to let go! So many years have passed, and the things at that time are not up to you and me to decide! Can't you let it go?" Sun Gufang's eyes were slightly red!