Chapter Ninety-Four: Nine Strikes to Split the Sky, Break!
Facing the blue water dragon that even shrunk its body, Ye Qingchen still felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The arrogance brought by the rapid promotion before has also been gradually worn out at this moment. Her strength is too weak after all. If she wants to protect herself and protect the people she cares about, she needs to become strong and strong.
Ye Qingchen stared at the blue water dragon, gradually abandoning the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart, and the belief in his heart gradually climbed. She has always been a strong person, maybe there are many people in this world who can destroy her, but no one can destroy her faith!
The girl put on a defensive posture, and she looked so weak in front of the huge body of the blue water dragon. However, her waist was straight, her posture was unruly, and her eyes burned with a raging fire, a fearless fire of faith.
Witnessing all this, Long Junmo's deep eyes seemed to have a streamer passing by, so fast that it was impossible to catch.
Behind Long Junmo, Mo Feijian's eyes filled with surprise. He knew it was a tough girl, but he had never seen her like this. Her upright posture and the glittering light in her eyes seemed to see through life and death, fearless!
Mo Feijian looked away at his young master, and he suddenly realized that this girl and the young master were so similar.
The central area at the core of Thorn Mountain was originally a quiet place, but at this time, there was a movement of battle from time to time.
Stepping on a stone, flipped in the air, Ye Qingchen landed neatly on the ground, raising his head and panting. On the other hand, the blue water dragon breathed evenly, looking bored to death.
This went on for several days.
The body of the blue water dragon has shrunk, and its strength has been suppressed in the Nine Rank of the Heroic Realm. Even so, it was still too powerful for Ye Qingchen. Before penetrating the first form of the Nine Strikes of Heaven Splitting, she could only dodge the attack of the blue water dragon while comprehending the exercises.
An ethereal figure in his mind, dancing in the air, the weapons in his hands are varied, swords, guns, swords, sticks, many changes, but all changes are inseparable, no matter what kind of weapon, in his hands there is the power of splitting the sky.
The fierce offensive was more terrifying each time. From the great changes in the wind and clouds, to the sun and the moon, from the broken mountains and rivers, to the rivers and seas, and finally the sky is divided, and the heaven and the earth are chaotic!
Nine strikes of splitting the sky, each blow contains great power, and the later blow will contain the offensive of each previous blow. Not only that, the Nine Strikes of Heaven Splitting can take advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth to cultivate to the ninth strike, and be invincible!
I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingchen's clothes were soaked with sweat, and there was hardly any intact place on his body. Only those eyes were as bright as they had been at the beginning, even brighter than they had been at the beginning, as if they were full of stars.
Her strength has long been exhausted, and only faith supports her to move forward.
Suddenly, Ye Qingchen's delicate body shook, and two sharp rays burst out from her eyes, incomparably bright. She was short, and then she slammed to the ground, and the only remaining spiritual power supported her to retreat sharply. As she stepped back, she slowly stretched out one hand into the void, and a spear transformed by spiritual power gradually appeared.
Following the familiar body style in his memory, Ye Qingchen slowly danced the spear in his hand. As the spear in her hand danced, the wind and clouds around her surged, and a general trend gradually generated, stronger and stronger.
The blue water dragon was also shocked by the increasingly powerful momentum around Ye Qingchen, and suddenly forgot to react.
When the gathering momentum reached a certain level, the green light under Ye Qingchen's feet was flourishing, and the cheetah, which was like a prostrate cheetah, jumped up suddenly, and the spear in her hand suddenly slashed down, and her incomparably sharp shout came from the void, "Nine strikes to split the sky, break!"