In the moment I finished speaking, his face, which was difficult and even carried a trace of pain, suddenly broke into a hint of joy.
"Pain..." He made another whole sound.
Subsequently, he actually began to laugh, the laughter was very pathetic, and very mad.
His chin began to swell, turn red, and there was a hint of blueness.
The skin didn't break, and blood was oozing inside, slowly, the wound turned into a purple-red color.
Wei Yuming... has not yet succeeded...
The ghost head of the Tienshou Daoist harbored too much resentment and hatred. Moreover, he was a real immortal in his lifetime, and he died too miserably that day. Added to this is the fact that Wu Ling and this tall-faced man must have done something else to his head, which has led to his current extreme ferocity.
"Luo Xian Shen! You, you're doomed! Hahahaha!"
Behind the head of Tienshou Daoist was Wu Ling's crazy laugh. The immortal called Shoushen Er on his body trembled in a trembling laugh. Although this step was very terrifying and horrifying, I think more than anything else, it is pathetic.
Tienshou Daoist eats people.
Wu Ling eats corpses.
He doesn't just eat corpses, because the immortal called Shoushen Er itself does not exist in the soul of Tienshou Daoist's head, but it must be that Wu Ling learned everything from him and also ate people.
The Shoushen Er can even block the Green Ghost, who knows how many people he has eaten?
The tall-faced man walked step by step towards me, his hand constantly touching his chin, blood began to ooze from his mouth, gradually forming a line.
My arm was still painful, excruciating pain, constantly shaking, barely able to hold the Gaotian Mace and Gaotian Sword.
"Kick me once, that's not a variable; it's your last-ditch effort. Bring out your own variable!"
The man with a long face's suffering on his face turned into excitement!
"By accident, Jìn Yáng produced Qín Wǎizi and Dīng Ruipu. Qín Wǎizi was not useful and died, but Dīng Ruipu was amazing."
"As a disciple of Qín Wǎizi, who has also been in contact with Dīng Ruipu, and still being a pawn of Máo Yǒu Sān, you are still a variable!"
"Bring it out! Don't let me think you're a waste!"
The long-faced man suddenly spread his hands. His eyes were bulging, extremely large.
I breathed heavily, my gaze fixed on his head.
Suddenly, I leaped up in my body, but I didn't go forward, instead, I retreated!
My posture was an act of trying to flee.
At this moment, his eyes were particularly alert and agile, as if he were analyzing from which direction I would escape.
However, I pushed with one hand suddenly.
Meanwhile, I had already put away the Gaotian Sword.
The incantation for the spirit sword burst out!
What was shot out with it at the same time was the Gaotian staff!
Under normal circumstances, I do not allow the artifact to be released by hand. But under the current circumstances, I can no longer face it normally, so I can only exert my utmost effort!
The Gaotian staff struck his head!
A trace of disdain flashed across his eyes, which was extremely contemptuous.
His two arms lifted, one slender and one broad palm, directly blocked the front door!
Before my hand had completely descended, it swept past my waist, and the Gaotian Sword was back in hand once more!
This time, I didn't chant the spell. The spell would waste that instant, so I pushed the sword with all my might!
Instead of shooting at his head, I aimed at his right shoulder!
The head is indeed a weak point!
But is this weakness really so weak?
He's a scholar, will he tell me so directly that I should hit his head?
Alright, let's take it a step back. Even if he's enough of a braggart and sufficiently looks down on me, he does have the credentials for his arrogance and disdain.
It would be absolutely difficult to hit his head.
I can turn the other way when he knows my attack direction!
Xuanso did not bind him, the Gaotian Sword did not easily cut his fingers, but he was still injured!
It's the hardest thing if he doesn't get injured. Since he was injured, there must be a breakthrough!
In the flash of lightning and fire, he first caught the Gaotian staff with one hand, and then with the other hand, he blocked the momentum of that hand, and it didn't really hit his head.
The Gaotian Sword directly cut his right shoulder.
The sword did not pierce through directly, nor did it actually cut off his shoulder, but it was inserted into the flesh.
In that instant, his body trembled.
His smile turned into a kind of ferociousness.
He pushed out with both hands abruptly.
The Gaotian staff crashed towards me loudly!
The speed was faster than using the incantation for the spirit sword, even by three times!
I dodged suddenly, and with a loud rumble, the Gaotian staff struck a wall of the cave, embedding itself like a nail!
Later, he tried to pull out the sword on his shoulder!
"Ta yī xuán míng, bǐng dīng zhī jīng, diàn guāng shǐ zhě, zhào yào qián kūn! Yī yǐn wàn lǐ, Shào Yáng jiā jiāng! Fú dào fèng xíng, bù dé liú tíng, jí jí rú lǜ lìng!"
This incantation is the Flying Thunder!
At the same time, I chanted the Ground Earth Fissure Decision!
There are not many options for lightning laws in this environment.
This type of lightning law, though it looks ordinary and simple, is plain and unadorned.
In fact, I have never used it before, nor has Heanyou Tian used it.
The heavenly thunder's way of positioning with the symbol is different from this method.
This is the understanding I gained when the female ancestor of the Xiuli stream appeared in me and imparted it to me.
In the past, the Ground Earth Fissure Decision I used most attached to a relic or appeared from beneath someone's feet, relying on the ground.
This flying thunder involves channelling the incantation and striking it on an object or a specific location!
At this moment, I strike it on the Gaotian Sword!
In an instant, the Gaotian Sword trembled, and fine electric snakes crept up.
Before his hand could reach out, his body twitched as if he were having a muscle spasm, shaking continuously, especially the right half of his body which kept spasming.
"Master!" Wu Ling was shocked to the point of losing his color.
"Ha ha ha! Good! Good! It hurts...ouch...!"
The tall-faced man was even more in pain, yet even more excited.
I only feel chilled.
He, is sick!
He's too ill!
Injured, not hurried or angry, but rather making him feel delighted!?
I did not pause and recited the incantation again.
It was another flying thunder spell.
The long-faced man kept curling up and convulsing, his whole body directly bowed down on the ground, looking extremely abstract.
At this moment, I took out another artifact.
Four Regulations Mirror!
This is the reason why I dare to remove the Gaotian staff and Gaotian sword from my hand!
Because I still have two treasures from the Sìguī Mountains in my hand!
I didn't reveal it, and discarded all my trump cards!
"Fire crystal flying bird, Phoenix beak dragon scale, flying symbol front path, cut out demon fog, dare have demon beast, break tracks and destroy form, divine power everywhere, eat ghosts and swallow essence! Hurry up as the law of the command!"
In the sound of the incantation, I pressed one hand on the back of the Four Regulations Mirror and drew a complete character.
Although it lacks the character paper as an attack method, the Four Regulations Mirror still emits a burst of copper light.
I drew out a mouthful of blood from the tip of my tongue and spat it out!
Below the flash of the copper light, blood mist mingled with it and shot towards the tall-faced man!
Finally, the tall-faced man's eyes showed a trace of alarm, but it was not because of fear, but a mixture of pain and excitement!
"You've changed as if it's a new person! You, good, very good! I am satisfied!"
He abruptly stood up as if he had gathered all his strength, pulled out the Gaotian Sword, and still managed to block his face with one hand!
In the silence of the thunderous roar, the air waves surged, and the incantation to clear the path completely hit him!
