Chapter Sixty-Nine: Tyrant Sword, Killing God
86_86709 Under the perception of the lion, his whole body was quickly sucked into the green flowers in a continuous posture, which made him very frightened.
"What the hell is this!"
He pulled vigorously with his other hand, but because of the passage of a large amount of original qi, his body actually made his body a little weak!
Ghost Wood's eyes flashed with sarcasm, his face was expressionless, his lips moved slightly, and his whole body was full of original energy, all of which poured into the dead branches that had changed drastically.
He has been cultivating for more than ten years, and he has only cultivated this branch from beginning to end, and all kinds of strange attacks have evolved on it, and not many people have been able to see all his attacks so far.
I saw that the emerald green flower suddenly closed and turned into a small bud with the infusion of the original qi, and the lion just breathed a sigh of relief because the original qi no longer flowed, but saw that the emerald green bud gradually swelled, as if it was giving birth to something.
His heart tightened, and his big hand grabbed at the dead branch that was still wrapped around his arm, and at this moment, those emerald green buds opened without warning!
In the surprised eyes of everyone, a small cloud of green mist erupted from the flower buds, and pounced towards the lion, although each flower bud spit out less mist, but there were too many flower buds, and the lion was shrouded in the mist in an instant.
The petals opened, the strange suction reappeared, the lion's face changed slightly, but those green mist had already pounced on his body, which suddenly made him feel dizzy, and there were even infinite illusions in front of him, which made him almost lose his mind.
They bit the tip of their tongues and came to their senses, only to find that the branch that was originally only binding their arms had disturbed most of their chests at the moment, and the original qi was flowing faster.
A cold color flashed in the lion's eyes, he had never experienced such a grueling battle, and he couldn't help but be furious at this moment.
"Ho!"
He drank in a sullen voice, a white breath erupted from his nose, his fat face gradually turned red, and his fat body trembled slightly.
"Roaring ......"
A loud roar shook the heavens and the earth, and a large area of pale yellow color origin qi surged from all directions of the lion, this was the same light attribute power as the original qi that the old dean had used to heal everyone, and those green mist were instantly purified.
The rich yellow color of the original qi emitted a hazy light, and the figure of the lion was completely hidden in it, a little hazy, not very clear.
Onimu's expression changed drastically, and he felt some fearful tremors from the dead branches on his body, and he couldn't help but be on guard.
"Open!"
With a loud shout, the branches wrapped around the lion's body directly cracked, turning into green light and pouring into the body of the ghost wood, his body was shocked, his face was slightly pale, but his breath was a lot stronger, similar to the feeling that those branches collapsed at the beginning and poured into other branches.
"What a terrifying strength!"
Onimu was shocked, and this time he pointed out with both hands, and thirty or forty dead branches came out of him, twisting and pounced on the lion's figure.
"Hmph! Dare to come! Get out of here!"
There was a muffled sound from the deepest part of the pale yellow original qi, not like the lion before, but like a fierce wild lion, with a majesty.
As the sound sounded, I saw that the lion seemed to raise his hand, and a huge paw print immediately poked out, the paw print was the size of a person, and it was directly under the head of the ghost tree!
The ghost wood's fingers shook, and the dead branches twisted to meet it, but it was instantly shattered, and then poured into the ghost wood's body again, his face was whiter, but his momentum was getting stronger and stronger!
The paw prints struck, and dead branches sprang out of the ghost wood's body again, which were also blasted by the paw prints, turning into green light and pouring into the ghost wood's body.
This time, Ghost Mu's face turned pale directly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he set off a sneer.
"Every spring, turn into wood!"
The ghost wood drank coldly, and pushed out his hands together, and quickly turned into a withered branch, accompanied by a powerful momentum far beyond the Dao Realm, and rushed towards the paw print.
"What a ghost wood!" Qiu Ming's eyes showed a bright color, this ghost wood technique is indeed very weird, such a secret technique to enhance strength, even if it is temporary, there will be countless people to snatch it!
Boom!
With a loud bang, both fists collided with paw prints, and the pale yellow original qi was violently swept away by the qi wave, revealing the lion in the depths.
Onimu took three steps back in a row, his body staggered, he barely swallowed the blood gushing up in his throat, and looked up at the opposite side......
When everyone saw the appearance of the lion at this moment, their faces couldn't help but change a little.
At this moment, although the lion is still the face of the fat accumulation, the facial features seem to have changed a lot, the original honest face has become solemn, and the eyes are indifferent, like a high lion king inspecting his lion group, with a bit of holiness in his majesty.
It's a lion!
Qiu Ming's eyes were slightly condensed, he felt that the lion at this moment was like a real lion king, this feeling was not an assumption, nor was it an association from his name.
At this moment, no matter who looks at it, there is an inexplicable feeling, this is a lion king! An arrogant and indifferent lion king!
Oniki couldn't suppress the injuries on his body, and the corners of his mouth spilled blood again, feeling that the lion's momentum seemed to be stronger than before, and he must have been much higher than he was in his heyday, so he didn't insist and slowly walked off the stage.
The faint yellow-colored original qi gathered around the lion's body again, and then poured into the lion's body, and when the original qi completely disappeared, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was the honest big fat man again.
He stepped off the stage, stood beside Tyumen, and laughed twice.
"Brother Lion is so strong. β
Qiu Ming chuckled, and the evaluation of him in his eyes rose a few points, and he had reached the same level as the domineering and the long-haired young man.
"Hey...... Brother, you're not weak, it's just that the realm is a little lower than mine......"
The lion has a straightforward personality and is a little naΓ―ve, and he doesn't take into account Tyumen's feelings, so he just said so. Tyumen didn't care.
Ba Dao glanced at the lion, with a strong battle intent in his eyes, and then walked on the stage with a blank face.
The opponent he needs is no longer this kind of ordinary opponent, what he needs is a demon-level genius, a demon who does not follow common sense and goes against the sky!
These people in the inner courtyard, he has never paid attention to them, this time, only the lion and the dust scarlet night can be a battle, although Qiu Ming is also very demonic, but the realm is too low, not his opponent at all.
"Come on, as you said, I can't wait. β
Ba Dao looked at the so-called killing god on the other side, and said very plainly. His face was expressionless.
"Heh......" The killing god let out a slight breath, and the fierce cold air around his body began to bulge, with a slight bloody aura, which was a little disgusting.
"Badao, the inheritance of the peerless emperor, hehe...... I'm going to try it today to see if your so-called imperial inheritance is so worthy of the name!"
Badao's expression was still indifferent: "Let's start." β
"Let's go. β
As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the burly body of the tyrant sword walked towards the killing god. The killing god's eyes were full of blood, but he didn't move, but his eyes flashed suddenly.
Ba Dao immediately felt a piercing chill coming from his back heart, as if he was about to pierce into some sharp thorns!
Ba Dao's expression changed, and without hesitation, he turned around with a big blue light fist, and rushed out under the bewildered gaze of everyone.
Boom!
There was an explosion, and the air wave rushed out, and the freshmen who blew straight away couldn't open their eyes.
"What's that!"
Someone with sharp eyes actually saw the slight vision of the place where the qi wave rushed away, and exclaimed, but because the others didn't see it at all, their eyes were a little weird, and they couldn't help but make him laugh.
But in addition to him, there are still many people with sharp eyes and strong strength who have seen it.
"What's it? a weapon or what?"
Qiu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a shocked look, and when the sword fist hit there, the space shook, and at that moment, he seemed to see a transparent spike, as if it was fused into space, very weird.
Dusty Night silently sensed, but there was still no expression on his face, very indifferent. The lion was grinning and didn't pay attention at all.
"Heh......" The old dean held the jade cup in his hand, took a slight sip of the viscous wine syrup in it, and narrowed his eyes with great enjoyment, looking playful.
"The most weird and mysterious space power, the heir of the emperor, if even he can't beat him, it will be too disappointing for me......"
The iron fist of the sword collided with the strange spikes, and he suddenly felt a tearing pain, although the spikes were shattered, but his hands were like being slashed back and forth by spikes, covered with messy scars.
"Hmph!" Badao's expression changed slightly, and he was a little angry, "Okay! It can actually hurt me, this is the legendary power of space, it's very good." β
The killing god smiled with a hideous color, and his eyes were blood-red.
"Come on, Imperial Inheritor, use your strongest strength to defeat me!"
He said a little frantically, his body shook, and he disappeared in an instant. "Bang!" The knife reacted extremely quickly and threw a punch.
The two fists met in mid-air, colliding through a thin layer of space, but they were still full of energy, and the waves of qi rushed away.
"Good!"
The sword shouted, and with a big move, a streamer flashed, and a dark cyan bronze big knife appeared in his hand, and it was slashed out with a single sword.
The killing god's eyes were red, and his hand was empty, as if he was holding something, and as if he was nothing, he also waved his big arms.
Boom!
A huge impact sound came, the space shook, and everyone found a vague transparent weapon in the hands of the killing god, which was a very simple big knife, as if it had just been condensed, and it looked very similar to the knife in the hand of the overlord.
"Is this the power of space?" Qiu Ming looked at the killing god, and felt a very strange fluctuation from him, sharp, tyrannical, and mysterious, completely different from the power of the other nine attributes, but very similar to some mutated powers.
This is the spatial attribute, the rarest and most bizarre power among the ten major attributes.
"Overlord Slash!"
The overlord sword shouted, the blue light on his body was sheng, and the dark cyan big knife was raised high by him, the sword flashed, and then slashed towards the killing god!
The big knife passed, and there were slight cracks in the space around the blade, and it kept shaking, causing layers of ripples.
The blood-red color in the eyes of the killing god did not decrease in the slightest, his face was a little solemn, and the strange seal in his two hands was constantly changing.
The big knife was close, and the sword qi had already torn the clothes on his chest, and the killing god suddenly reached forward with both hands, and then as if opening a package, the two hands were gently pulled apart in mid-air.
"Open!"
He drank in a low voice, and a black crack seemed to be torn open by a huge force, and with the action of killing the god, the dark world in it was revealed, and a huge tearing force came out from it, and he pulled the big knife of the overlord knife to the side.
The god of slaughter's face was slightly pale, his forehead was sweating, and he looked very struggling to maintain.
"Hmph. The face of the overlord knife was slightly gloomy, and the big hand was swollen and seemed to have used all his strength, but after all, this was killing with the help of the power of heaven and earth, and the big knife in his hand was still constantly moving towards the spatial crack.
Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the movements of the two without blinking.
There was already sweat dripping on the face of the killing god in the ring, and the overlord who saw it sneered slightly, and he was not in a hurry to make other moves, he concentrated on holding the big knife in his hand, and gradually exerted his strength, intending to directly drag the killing god to the limit.
The blood in the killing god's eyes flashed slightly, with a slight sneer, and then deliberately closed his eyes with some detachment.
Badao's face was indifferent, looking at the killing god whose face was getting paler and paler, and even if he closed his eyes and breathed, he didn't get better, and the mockery in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
After another moment, he saw that the killing god opened his eyes suddenly, and the blood in his eyes was so bright that he almost rushed out of his sockets.
"Go!"
With a cold snort from the killing god, nearly a hundred faint streamers suddenly appeared in all directions of the ring space, and they all shot towards the overlord knife, and the sharp qi with the sound of whining air tearing made the overbearing scalp numb, and his expression changed greatly.
"Bastard!
The sword shouted angrily, the blue light on his body was sheng, and the flames suddenly rose high, and the cyan big knife in his hand became larger.
With a strong twist of the knife in his hand, the spatial crack immediately collapsed, and the aftermath of an explosion swept out, and the killing god, who was already close to the limit, immediately retreated again and again, and stepped on the edge of the ring with the last foot!
At the same time, the spikes condensed by nearly a hundred spatial forces emitted a series of popping sounds, all of which rushed into the cyan flames.
"What!"
With an exclamation, everyone in the outer courtyard immediately changed color, and looked at the killing god who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth in disbelief.
"Lord Killing God...... Killing the gods is actually bleeding!"
This is the third time that the God of Killing has participated in the Inner Courtyard Admissions Competition, except for the injury a year ago at the hands of a person who has stayed in the Outer Courtyard for two years, in the past year, no one has been able to hurt him in the slightest, let alone make him bleed!
Now, this record has been broken!
"Huh...... You've hurt me again......"
Ba Dao's somewhat muffled voice came out, with a strong anger and evil aura. The green flame slowly disappeared, revealing the overlord sword within.
Although the wound is getting smaller at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.
But the blood stains on that body were still clearly visible, almost everywhere on the huge body of the sword! There was also a blood groove nearly a finger deep on the left side of his face, and the blood continued to flow out, dripping on his chest.
The huge body was already uncomfortable to look at, coupled with the bloodstains on his face and his angry expression, the overlord sword at this moment looked extremely terrifying