"How long are you going to hang it?" Wu Jinxing withstood the pressure, and when he saw Zhou Jinyan in a trance behind him, he couldn't help but scold angrily, "If you really want to know the answer, then wait until you defeat her and torture her slowly?" What's the use of being confused there now! ”

The task of the Anti-Killing Cauldron is to ask Zhou Jinyan to kill Chen Rong, and then Wu Jinxing to take responsibility. But now, how can she fight with such a muddy appearance, no wonder Wu Jinxing is in a hurry.

He took the reward of this task very seriously.

"Poof!"

A cracking sound sounded, and Wu Jinxing turned his head and saw that there was another hole in his dilapidated iron pot.

But this was just the beginning, and immediately there were holes that were pierced one after another. Almost in the blink of an eye, the dilapidated iron pot was like a hornet's nest.

At this time, the attack suddenly stopped, and through these small holes, Wu Jinxing saw Chen Rong retreating the umbrella, and he also jumped back, but then rushed towards it at a faster speed.

"Meteor!"

The green light at the tip of the umbrella is dazzling, and the sound of the wind tearing the air is accompanied by the raging wind, and the blades of grass are flying with it, like a bamboo, unstoppable. Before the people arrived, the pressure was overwhelming.

The speed was so fast that Wu Jinxing had no time to dodge, so he had to urge the pot to explode with all his strength and replace defense with offense. But the difference between the two is too far, and this can only minimize the damage.

"Thunder Dragon Tour!"

Zhou Jinyan came to her senses, adjusted her state, turned her grief and anger into motivation, and pointed her sword in front of her, like a thunder dragon with teeth and claws, leaping high above Wu Jinxing's head and swooping towards Chen Rong from top to bottom.

An umbrella and a sword slammed into the tip, and the lightning and the wind sparked fierce sparks. Some of them flew around in the collision, some slashing trees, some splitting rocks, and some cutting a horizontal groove in the ground. The sparks of thunder and lightning fell on the grass and trees, and were instantly ignited, but quickly extinguished.

The two were evenly matched and stalemate, but Wu Jinxing became the last straw that crushed the camel at this time.

As the pot exploded, Chen Rong flew upside down, and the umbrella was still trembling in the air, but Wu Jinxing's dilapidated iron pot broke a big hole.

But even in the air, Chen Rong has his own way of coping. She unhurriedly opened the umbrella, and the wind immediately surrounded her, stabilizing her body and no longer flying upside down. At the same time, he turned the oil-paper umbrella, but he rode the wind to kill.

"Lightning Strike!" Zhou Jinyan shouted, and several thunderbolts flashed at the tip of the sword. As soon as she pinched the magic trick in her hand, she immediately crossed the sky and slashed towards Chen Rong.

The oil-paper umbrella was leaned down by Chen Rong and placed horizontally in front of him. The lightning struck the spinning umbrella cloth and bounced off in all directions, not hurting her in the slightest.

"Look at the pot!" Wu Jinxing rushed forward with a hurry, holding the tattered iron pot, and was about to perform the pot explosion.

There is no way, his only attack is this one. He carries fewer pots, and naturally there are fewer pot coins, so he can't change the exercises. And his Flame Fist had to be close enough to be able to hit others, but he couldn't even get close now.

"Hmph." Chen Rong snorted disdainfully, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was raised, and suddenly a strong wind centered on her, forming a force field of wind, whistling inside.

This wind is not lethal at all, but it is not a small trouble, because this wind blows from the bottom up. As soon as Wu Jinxing stepped into this force field, he felt unsteady on his feet because of the strong wind, as if he would be blown away by the wind like a thin piece of paper at any time, and the closer he got to Chen Rong, the stronger the wind became.

"Get out of the Wind Spirit Field!" Zhou Jinyan's anxious voice came from behind him.

"It's late!" The oil-paper umbrella was pressed down, and the wind spirit field immediately changed. The wind that had been blowing outside changed direction and became blowing.

The direction of the wind changed suddenly, as if someone kicked Wu Jinxing's buttocks, making him fly straight towards Chen Rong, and the tip of her umbrella was already aimed at Wu Jinxing at this moment.

But on her side, a thunderous figure crossed an arc and rushed towards her at a faster speed. Chen Rong hurriedly lifted the oil-paper umbrella and reversed the direction of the wind again, and Wu Jinxing was also blown backwards. This one after the other made him feel that his stomach was turning upside down, and his head was dizzy. But the thunder light was not affected, and he broke through the wind and went against the wind.

"Raging Thunder Kill!"

A sword slashed at the head, Chen Rong hurriedly set up an oil-paper umbrella, and the wind surged on the umbrella cloth, forming a layer of protection.

But the Yuxiao Sword didn't exist as if Gangfeng didn't exist, and it slashed into the umbrella almost without any hindrance.

"Bang!"

Chen Rong slid backwards, leaving a long mark on the ground to stabilize his body. The thunder and lightning on the Yuxiao Sword wanted to flow down the oil-paper umbrella to Chen Rong's body, but it was blocked by the umbrella cloth.

"Lightning Strike!" Several bolts of lightning slammed into her chest, blasting her into the air. She immediately used the Wind Spirit Field to stabilize her balance, but her chest was already a blur of flesh and blood.

Zhou Jinyan flashed and came to Wu Jinxing's side: "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, but I don't seem to have hurt her at all, and I can't get close to her even if I have that wind spirit field." Wu Jinxing said with a little frustration how much he hoped to have a long-range attack spell at this time, like Zhou Jinyan's lightning strike technique.

"Then figure it out for yourself. But remember, her weakness is the wind spirit umbrella, as long as the wind spirit umbrella is out of her hands, she will never be able to set off any more storms. After Zhou Jinyan finished speaking, she rushed to Chen Rong again and left Wu Jinxing there.

Looking at the two daughters who were fighting together, Wu Jinxing was anxious. He couldn't intervene at all, firstly, because he would have only a little bit of exercises, and it was okay to deal with spirit beasts, but he couldn't help in this case. Second, because his cultivation is one realm behind theirs, and his combat effectiveness is also one notch worse, otherwise he would not have been blown away directly by the Wind Spirit Field.

He couldn't help but say to himself anxiously: "What should I do? What to do? I can't help at all, so how can I take the blame? ”

Time passed little by little, and it was noon in a blink of an eye, but the battle never stopped, and there were not many exercises at this stage, and it was just those tricks, so it was impossible to tell the winner from the fight.

But now Zhou Jinyan is gradually declining. They had only tried their best to fight before, and the aura was not abundant, and they couldn't compare with Chen Rong, who was recuperating and recuperating, and they had always relied on the aura pill to support.

But Chen Rong still maintained his peak state. Of course, she also ate a bunch of aura pills that she didn't know where they came from, and now she still has a surplus, but Zhou Jinyan is now out of aura pills.

Wu Jinxing couldn't intervene all the time, so he could only be anxious next to him. It's not like he hasn't tried to sneak in the past, but every time she doesn't take a few steps, she is vigilant and finds out, and then forcibly blows out the wind spirit field.

"There it is!" After watching the battle for most of the day, he suddenly had an idea and had an idea.

……

Demon King Palace.

"It's been a little longer, but it's okay." Luo Jian Ye stood beside the throne and said as he looked at the picture of the fierce battle.

"Zhou Jinyan has no power to return to heaven." Wu Jitu said flatly, without hearing a trace of emotion.

"That kid won't be a variable, he doesn't even have qualifications." Luo Jianye said contemptuously.

"Hmm." The vultures slaughtered their jaws.

"But what's going on with his pot? Why can I get bigger and still perform exercises? This Luo Thorn Night was puzzled.

"Everything can be a soldier. As long as you are strong enough, every grass and tree can send out the power of destroying the world, why can't the pot? It's just that very few people would delve into using such strange things as weapons. Wu Jitu explained to his apprentice.

Luo Jianye nodded in understanding and looked back at the picture, but at this time, the picture suddenly went black.

To be more precise, there was a cloud of black mist spreading out from behind, obscuring Chen Rong's vision, and he could only vaguely see a figure in front of him.

In the picture, Chen Rong did not hesitate to roll up a gust of wind, about to blow away the black fog. At the same time, he turned around and stabbed with the Wind Spirit Umbrella.

"Dang!"

The tip of the umbrella touched and pierced a vibrating metal object in the darkness, causing it to tremble. A ball of flame appeared at his side, and a punch hit Chen Rong's chest.

The flesh and blood were already blurry there, and now it is even worse. What's even more terrifying is that the burning sensation spreads quickly along with the flames.

"Bastard, you accidentally landed!" Chen Rong scolded in a low voice. There was still Zhou Jinyan behind her, she didn't dare to stay longer, she immediately turned around, let the wind spirit field blow her away, and jumped out of the predicament of being caught between the front and back.

But she forgot that the wind helped the fire, but the flames on her body suddenly became more vigorous, and the burning sensation suddenly increased sharply, and she suddenly became in a hurry.

"Poof!"

In an instant, she saw a flash of lightning pierce the tip of the sword from her chest, a heart-rending pain that tingled her nerves, and then a sudden paralysis spread all over her body.

She turned her head and saw a high-frequency oscillating object in the black fog smashing onto the umbrella, smashing the umbrella out of her hand and falling into the distance.

The Yuxiao Sword plunged down into the earth, and she was naturally nailed to the ground, unable to move. Without the Wind Spirit Umbrella, she had almost lost ninety percent of her combat effectiveness.

Coupled with a serious injury, the chances of her turning the tables are slim to none.

Under the blowing of the strong wind, the black fog quickly dissipated, and the vision gradually became clearer. Chen Rong turned his head a little with difficulty, and looked behind him with his spare eyes.

The first thing that caught her eye was the Imperial Sword that was close at hand, piercing through her own Imperial Sword, and then she raised her head a little more, and her gaze moved up along the Imperial Sword.

"Zhou ...... It's you! Why you?! Chen Rong couldn't believe his eyes, so much so that he shouted with a somewhat hideous expression, "How could I be defeated in your hands?" That's impossible! ”

……

At the same time, inside the Demon King Palace.

"It can't be!" Luo Jianye shouted, "He can't have this strength!" ”

Wu Jitu was also surprised and angry, and stood up from the throne and stared at the picture: "What's going on?" Why was the winning situation reversed all at once?! ”

One moment it was inevitable, but the next moment it was reversed, and this hot feeling on his face made him roll up in a monstrous rage.

Luo Jianye didn't dare to say a word at this time, so as not to anger the moldy head. She stood trembling beside her, her eyes fixed on the picture.

In the picture, on top of the Yuxiao Sword, there is a person with a proud face who is holding a pot in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other.