Sure enough, Su Guyuan's idea was right, as soon as he reached the center of the crossroads, the airtight attack finally weakened.

A strange sound came from all directions, this voice was not a human voice, it was a mixture of countless pots and pans, baskets and sifting baskets, and intersecting.

"It's wonderful to break the game, Su Daoyou is really smart." In Wushui Town, there is only one person who can be so arrogant.

She really didn't show her face, and she attacked all night, and only then did she say her first words.

Su Guyuan thought to himself that you had finally appeared, and said, "What do you want to do?" Didn't you tell me to save people? I've been saving people, why are you holding me back. ”

"I came to discuss this matter with fellow Daoists, and I thought of a better way." This time it was the voice of Da Yinghai, and with the voice, she herself appeared from the end of the long street, in this waterless town, actually holding an open oil-paper umbrella.

"What's the solution?" Su Guyuan tightened the three knives on his back and pulled out one of them, the blade was shiny, but unfortunately there was little light in Wushui Town, otherwise it would definitely be able to illuminate the way ahead.

Da Yinghai gently turned the oil-paper umbrella on his shoulder and said, "With your merit Dao Fruit and the Nine Void Lives Grid, I will use it to control the drought, and a disaster will be eliminated." ”

"Do you hear you say this is human talk?" Su Guyuan looked at her incredulously, and said angrily: "When I was saving people, you were killing people, and after I died, you would have to have a common heart?" Aren't you old enough to blush? ”

Da Yinghai didn't know how old she was, but it was true that she wouldn't blush, she kept a distance of about three zhang and circled around Su Guyuan, and said, "Definitely." Saving people also depends on how to save them, you have saved them now, but it is only for a while, and when I have the Nine Void Personality and successfully enter the Dao, they will always have a strong protection. ”

"Nonsense, you're sucking their lives. The thirsty ghost has finished sucking the benefactor. You're not a picky eater, why don't you eat Guanyin soil? ”

Su Guyuan stared at Da Yinghai tightly, not daring to relax in the slightest, Da Yinghai's Dao method was extremely weird, who knew if there would be anything else to attack him.

"The shepherd eats the sheep, but does he not protect the flock?" Da Yinghai didn't feel that he was cruel at all, and said sarcastically: On the contrary, Brother Su Dao is really kind-hearted and has a mortal heart. You'd rather kill me than protect them. ”

"I didn't kill you to protect them. It's because you're going to kill me and take my life. As Su Guyuan spoke, he secretly launched the fastest Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound, preparing to defeat the enemy with one sword and surprise Dayinghai.

Da Yinghai seemed to notice Su Guyuan's movements, took two steps back, and asked Su Guyuan meaningfully: "Brother Su Dao, have you ever thought about what is the most important thing in the world?" ”

"I have thought about it, it is the eyes of your monks." Su Guyuan saw her retreat, and felt a little regretful, just now it was obviously a good opportunity, if he stayed for a little longer, he would be able to cut her into four together with the broken umbrella.

Brother Dao laughed. The most in the world, of course ......" Dayinghai paused and gently spit out one word: "soil"

Earth?

Su Guyuan reacted instantly, and there seemed to be nothing in the open space.

But this is an illusion, there is one thing here that has the most and the most soil.

He wanted to take it right away, but it was too late.

Just as he was about to exert his strength, a two-foot-deep pit suddenly appeared in the ground under his feet.

Su Guyuan had nowhere to borrow his strength, so he kicked his legs, but he was still in place.

Immediately after, endless earth filled his eyes, blocking his five senses and binding his limbs.

Especially with both hands and three knives.

What controlled them was not the soil, but the rapidly rotating dust and gravel, these gravels attached to the Great Yinghai True Qi, like countless flywheels, grinding Su Guyuan's protective body True Qi.

The three knives were devoured in the first moment, turned into iron filings, and melted into the dust.

There are such powerful spells, why not use them sooner? Why attack with a pitchfork?

Su Guyuan felt that the True Qi in his whole body was disappearing rapidly, and the speed at which the True Qi was consumed was a hundred times faster than the mysterious fog at that time.

He even had a feeling that he was like a stone placed on a cutting board, being smashed endlessly by countless sledgehammers and throwing knives, smashing stone chips and blurring flesh and blood. The right hand even smashed out the sparks.

"When I first saw you, I knew that Brother Dao, your right hand was extremely strong. My Dao method is not suitable for fighting, I can't beat you, I can only cut off this hand, I hope it won't affect your life. Daying Haisheng was in the house, but his expression was still cold and indifferent, as if he was not talking about removing Su Guyuan's arms, but cutting off a long crooked branch.

Su Guyuan couldn't speak now, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be driven straight into the internal organs by the dust flying knife. He wanted to try to walk, but as soon as he exerted his strength, a large crater appeared in the ground, and he couldn't walk at all.

What kind of spell is this? As a monk, is it bad for you to just throw fireballs and shoot water arrows?

But Su Guyuan did not give up, as a person who likes to keep hole cards, he will always have hole cards.

Su Guyuan didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, struggling desperately in the dust, and even barely made a gesture to stop with his hands.

Da Yinghai was scheming, and for this blow, he had planned for a whole night, how could Su Guyuan easily succeed, took a step back, and said: "It's a pity that the Dao fruit is natural, and the spell is in people." You finally got the merit path, and you actually used it to pick up the sword. Su Daoyou, what do you think of my Hongchen yesterday and today's trick Huang Ai? ”

Last night's attack was really a ghost by Daying Hai, and Su Guyuan wanted to say that it was very bad, and it didn't match your identity as a great cultivator of the peak realm of Heqi at all.

It's a pity that his mouth is blocked by swirling dust, and he can't open his mouth at all. He only has one thought now, that is, Da Yinghai chats with him, and lets him just say one word, one word.

Da Yinghai looks very jealous of his right hand, and he just wants to give it to you. Su Guyuan couldn't make a plan, so he had another plan, ready to give up his right arm.

When the husband goes into battle, there is the honor of death, and there is no shame of death.

I can't bear the child's wolf.

Su Guyuan did enough mental construction for himself, and removed the true Qi of the right hand to kill the Dao Fruit.

The swirling sand soon consumed his entire arm, the skin peeled away, and the tendons were neatly cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

The right arm gradually became like a dead snake, hanging limply in the dust throwing knife.

Seeing this, Dayinghai's expression that had been tense was interestingly relaxed, and said: "Su Daoyouguo is very human, now I am much more relieved." ”

Su Guyuan shook his head desperately, signaling that he wanted to speak.

Da Yinghai finally noticed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You seem to have something to say." ”

Su Guyuan nodded vigorously.

Dayinghai dismantled Su Guyuan's three knives, abolished his right hand, and finally dared to let him speak, saying, "It's okay." I'm curious, now that your knife is gone, and your right hand is broken, what can you do when you speak? Your merits have just awakened, and you don't have the Dharma, so it's impossible to follow the Dharma. ”