Ji Wuri took a deep breath and pointed his finger at Yue Yang, as if he wanted to say something.
However, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Yue Yang was stunned.
If you want to scold someone, just scold him. Why do you have to be so quiet?
Just as he was about to open his mouth to mock him, Ji Wuri's action was just a tactic. The real him had already teleported in front of Yue Yang, his finger like a spear, stabbing towards Yue Yang's face. Yue Yang didn't expect that Ji Wuri would personally make a move, and at such a fast speed. He hurriedly leaned backwards, dodging the finger that was going to pierce through his head.
Ji Wuri's hand gesture didn't change, but his right leg kicked high, aiming straight for Yue Yang's lower body.
If he was kicked by this insidious kick, Yue Yang might be able to cultivate the Sunflower Treasured Book … However, this kind of thing would never happen. Yue Yang would rather let Ji Wuri slap his face than let him kick his lower body. For the sake of happiness, Yue Yang's hands moved downwards, and at the same time, he hurriedly somersaulted backwards, spinning like a windmill, narrowly dodging Ji Wuri's Ending Descendants Kick.
The heavy punch was like a thunder god's hammer.
When Yue Yang somersaulted and dodged the Ending Descendants Kick, Ji Wuri, who seemed to have predicted that Yue Yang would react in such a way, took a big step forward.
Clenching his fist like a hammer, he swung it high, waiting for Yue Yang's body to somersault. When Yue Yang's body was at its weakest, the fist smashed down heavily, hitting Yue Yang's abdomen.
Yue Yang couldn't control his body, and with a 'dong' sound, he smashed into the ground.
The hard ground was shaken by his violent impact, causing the rocks to crack, and the earth to sink into a huge pit.
Without waiting for the dust to disperse, Yue Yang had already propped himself up … Faster than him, a shadow flashed in front of him. The only thing Yue Yang could see clearly now was the shadow's legs. Yue Yang shot into the air at high speed, hastily escaping from the flying kick of the shadow's long leg. The space above Yue Yang's head was forcefully torn apart by a terrifying force. A shadow jumped out and struck the back of Yue Yang's head with a heavy elbow … The one who launched the storm-like attack was Ji Wuri, who had never revealed his true strength before.
When Yue Yang smashed into the ground for the second time, Withered Wood and Flowing Light stood on both sides of Ji Wuri. They used their divine powers to condense balls of divine power bombs, which rained down on Yue Yang.
The cautious Ji Wuri.
Even if she personally attacked Yue Yang, and in a situation where Yue Yang couldn't even retaliate, she still let Terror guard his back.
Not to mention that Yue Yang had no possibility to fight back, even if he could, he couldn't reverse the situation. Ji Wuri would never leave a trace of weakness or flaw for himself. No matter what he did, he always pursued perfection, flawless perfection! Yue Yang was smashed into the ground, Deicide was trapped in the love net, and the whole situation was under the control of Ji Wuri again.
The ground was smashed into pieces by the divine power bombs of Withered Wood and Flowing Light.
The shock wave swept the earth.
But when the smoke and dust dispersed, except for the potholes on the ground, Yue Yang, who should have been seriously injured, couldn't be found …
"Be careful, this kid is not simple." Huan Ji, who was standing on the side and watching the battle, warned with a solemn expression. Because even he didn't see clearly how this cunning enemy escaped! On the surface, there seemed to be no flaws. He was indeed hit and fell to the ground, and all of them were baptized by the divine power bombs. In that case, even if he didn't die, he should have been injured. How could he disappear without a trace? When did this cunning kid escape? What kind of special ability did he use to hide from the eyes that had already locked onto his whereabouts?
"Is it a concealment ability? Insignificant skill! "Ji Wuri stretched out his hand and flipped the pages of the Holy Bible. A firefly-like warbeast floated out.
It swayed its black and white striped buttocks and sprinkled a cloud of fluorescent light powder.
The light powder scattered with the wind.
Diffuse.
The whole world seemed to be dyed with fluorescent light.
A transparent person appeared in front of Ji Wuri. It was Yue Yang, who had been standing there quietly for a long time without anyone noticing. Seeing that Yue Yang was so close to him, but he didn't notice it, Ji Wuri's eyes turned cold.
"Disappointing, Ji Wuri, if you only have such a trump card, then you can go on your way!" Yue Yang's probing ended.
He was going to show his power for real.
The battle to kill Ji Wuri officially began.
The fist was tens of thousands of times faster than lightning. Just as the afterimage was reflected in Ji Wuri's pupils, Ji Wuri was hit by the fist. Liu Guang, who was the fastest at the side, couldn't save him in time. When Liu Guang arrived, Ji Wuri had already been punched in the chest by Yue Yang. It hit the same spot where Ji Wuri attacked him just now, but the strength was different. This punch was a hundred times heavier than the previous one. Ji Wuri opened his mouth as if he was going to spit out his internal organs. His eyes were still filled with disbelief, but his whole body had already been sent flying by Yue Yang tens of thousands of meters in the air.
Yue Yang was even faster than Ji Wu Ri, who was sent flying. He appeared high up in the sky and waited for Ji Wu Ri.
Ji Wuri looked up.
He saw Yue Yang's heavy elbow falling like thunder, hitting the back of his head.
This was also the spot where he had attacked Yue Yang just now. The only difference was that Yue Yang's strength was a hundred times stronger than his!
Ji Wuri, whose head was almost smashed into pieces, smashed into the ground like a meteorite. The Love Silk Spider Demon cast another web of love, but it couldn't reduce the impact of his body smashing into the ground.
Ji Wuri smashed through the web of love and smashed heavily into the hard rock.
He was also very experienced in battle.
Even though he had a splitting headache, he still adjusted his body, using his palms and legs as a buffer to minimize the impact of his body hitting the ground, and greatly reducing the damage his body received from the ground. The dizzy Ji Wuri shook his head. When his vision recovered, he found two long legs standing in front of him. The right leg even kicked out with the force of wind and thunder … Just now, he had kicked Yue Yang like this, but it was a pity that he missed, and Yue Yang, who had reacted, dodged it with empty air.
Now, Ji Wuri used the same method of dodging, and missed at high speed.
The moment he bounced up, Ji Wuri felt the right leg accelerate infinitely, easily catching up to him, and finally kicking his chin heavily.
For the first time, blood splattered in the air …
Ji Wuri's body spun a few times in the air before his muddled consciousness slowly recovered. Only then did he realize that he had been kicked unconscious by his opponent, and lost consciousness for a very short period of time. He touched his lips, and found that his hands were covered in blood.
Anger.
Instantly, it was like a raging flame.
From the corner of his eyes, he sensed something approaching at high speed. Ji Wuri's pupils dilated, and the reflection of his knees was reflected in his pupils.
Like a cannonball, Ji Wuri was sent flying, smashing through three rock mountains, creating a ten-thousand-meter-long crater, before he finally came to a slow stop. The pain made Ji Wuri even angrier. His face was buried in the mud, and he clenched his fists tightly. He swore that he would smash the boy who beat him into pieces, and grind his bones into ashes! No one had ever brought him so much harm and shame. As a proud son of heaven, as the First Temple Master of the Central Shrine, as the direct disciple of the supreme Temple Master of the Central Shrine, Ji Wuri had never experienced such humiliation in his life!
"I'm going to kill you!" Ji Wuri clenched his teeth, and was ready to take revenge on Yue Yang a thousand times, ten thousand times.
"This is exactly what I wanted to say."
Unknowingly, Yue Yang was already standing behind Ji Wuri.
Without waiting for Ji Wuri to react, he had already grabbed Ji Wuri's right ankle. Before Liu Guang, Ku Mu and the others could use all their strength to rush to help, Yue Yang pulled Ji Wuri out of the ground, lifted him into the air, and smashed him down heavily. Just like Lu Zhishen, the Flowery Monk, who was drunk and performing the "Crazy 108 Hits" Exorcism Staff Technique, Yue Yang used Ji Wuri as a human stick, and smashed the ground crazily. When the fastest Liu Guang arrived, he had already smashed Ji Wuri hundreds of times … Yue Yang smashed Ji Wuri into the rock stratum, and then waited. He grabbed Liu Guang's throat with one hand, and pressed this humanoid beast under his feet.
Ku Mu arrived, and his old hands fiercely grabbed Yue Yang's shoulders.
Thousands of roots of the Dao Tree emerged from his body.
They pierced deep into the ground.
A kind of withering divine power polluted the entire earth. Whether it was soil, rocks or minerals, all of their energy was absorbed by those roots, and the earth became a polluted land of black sand.
After successfully activating his divine power, Ku Mu's old face was filled with uncontrollable excitement. Finally, he caught this cunning and strange enemy.
Just as Ku Mu was preparing to combine his master's [Devour] Inherent Skill and use his roots to absorb the enemy's energy.
A kind of flame that made all living things fear was ignited from Yue Yang's legs.
It instantly gushed out.
It formed a pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.
Ku Mu, who was burning in the fire pillar, let out a tragic wail … Jing Wu, who wanted to go forward to help, was stopped by Resentment Ji. One of them saved Liu Guang, while the other saved Ji Wuri, and retreated thousands of meters away. Ku Mu, who was in the fire pillar, could not struggle to escape because his roots were deeply embedded in the ground. He could only suffer in the Nirvana Flame that could purify everything in the world, purified bit by bit, and finally turned into nothingness …
"Nirvana Flame!" Resentment Ji put down the slightly embarrassed Ji Wuri, and looked as if he was facing a great enemy: "It seems that we have met the greatest enemy!"
"This is the Nirvana Flame?" Deicide, who was still trapped in the net of love, was happy and curious.
He had heard of it, but he had never seen the Nirvana Flame.
He didn't expect.
Today, he actually saw the Nirvana Flame on a strange man who impersonated his brother Akagi. Could it be that the legend was true, that this young man came from the mysterious clan that was above everything else in the world …
Yue Yang clenched his fist, and held the remaining piece of divine power that was refined by Ku Mu in his palm.
He looked at Ji Wuri solemnly.
His expression had never been so serious.
He said word by word: "You can now say your last words!"
That kind of unshakable and unchanging killing intent spread in the form of Supreme Martial Artist's will. Even if Ji Wuri was an idiot, he could clearly feel it. Facing Yue Yang, this unforgiving enemy, Ji Wuri felt fear for the first time in a battle. The pressure was like a mountain, and his mouth was dry. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
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