diskusbooks Chapter 281: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 32
Chapter 281: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 32
The eerie and cold grey airflow rushed towards the protective golden light surrounding the little monk. The imagined shattering of the protective golden light and its swallowing by the evil spirit did not happen at all. It was extremely solid. The corners of the little monk's mouth curled up into a amiable smile, but it looked hideous.
"Is this all the devil's son who rules the hell can do? Tickling me is not enough! Take me, Flying Dragon in the Sky, quick!"
No one noticed that the little monk's expression changed for a moment, they only saw that he was rampant and wanton throughout the whole process.
"Hell, divine arts, funeral of nothingness, immeasurable."
"Little tricks!"
Jiuli, who was on the wooden kite, looked at Tingni with deep eyes. The daughter of the god of thunder was a good source of blood. Tingni suddenly felt a chill on her back. She was being watched!
The Zen staff pressed down on Naraku with the force of a mountain, and the force weighing more than ten thousand pounds directly pressed Naraku to the ground. As for the domineering aura just now? Maybe I saw it wrong?
The gray divine power was completely defeated, and because of this, there was a look of panic in Naraku's eyes, and he no longer had the domineering and arrogant look he had just had.
"I give up!" Naraku screamed, and the water under him dissipated.
"Give up?" The little monk's pupils were shining with evil spirit, "Too late!" As he said that, scarlet liquid overflowed from the intersection of the Zen stick and the head, and Naraku fell to the ground facing the sky.
His silver pupils were blurred, leaving only regret.
As Mo Ran snapped his fingers, Mu Yuan flew down and caught the little monk, who was emitting blood energy, in mid-air.
"Daxia won?!" A thunderous roar sounded among the crowd. It was so clean and quick, with no unnecessary moves!
It is also shocking that now that the gods have invaded, he dares to kill the descendants of gods! Shouldn't the gods use all their power to protect humans? Isn't Daxia afraid of making enemies again?
You know, all the former gods of war in Da Xia are now sleeping!
The people of Daxia who were watching at home cheered, but at the same time they were puzzled. Why was the person killed?
"Let him go and destroy the place! Not kill the descendants of God!" Zhu Lancang scolded but his eyes were full of smiles and ferocity.
The necessary sacrifices for humanity are worth it. Since the West is not obedient, then beat them until they obey! The descendants of God? They can also be slaughtered! He thinks it is good to establish his authority!
"Just kill them. One or two can't affect the battle situation. Instead, we have to worry about being stabbed in the back!" Bai Xuanyi's eyes were full of pride. His eldest son really made him proud!
"It's the second match!" Ding Mingxin looked nervously at Ding Junhui on the wooden kite. They were both at the fourth level, so who would be weaker? !
Can Daxia maintain its winning start, or will Tingni and his team overtake them? The second game attracted even more attention from everyone.
There is no other reason. In the first match, the little monk performed extremely well, and he was invincible. His mortal body fought several times without losing! He took the lead and crushed the opponent! But after all, the masculine and masculine Buddhism naturally had the upper hand against this kind of hellish ghost.
The next one will be more interesting!
Tingni didn't even look at Naraku, even though she was the one who entrusted Naraku with an important task! Her face was gloomy, and she could feel that this little monk was not the strongest!
"A temporary failure is not terrible. What is terrible is losing the courage and confidence to face the enemy! We can't lose anymore now! Who will go next?" Ting Ni exhaled and said softly.
"I'll go." The young man sitting on the left slowly stood up.
The sunlight gilded the boy with a layer of golden light, and the golden armor made him look like a god, extremely handsome. Blond hair and blue eyes, his majestic divine power swept across the four directions!
The power of the descendants of gods is very strong, but the source of their bloodline is unknown. Ting Ni looked at the young man and slowly raised his chin.
"You can't lose, and you are absolutely not allowed to admit defeat!"
"I will win, and then Tingni just give me a kiss." He was obviously very confident and did not forget to tease the beauty.
"If you win, I'll give you a kiss." Tingni's eyes flashed with surprise, "If you lose? Humph."
After getting a satisfactory answer, the young man walked onto the battlefield confidently. Golden divine power was burning in front of his body. At this moment, everyone was paying attention to him, and a long sword slowly condensed in his hand.
Flames swirled above the long sword, its extreme sharpness and brightness were almost enough to tear a person apart, and the void was distorted by the burning.
Bai Ranyou's ears twitched, and he carefully recalled the information Zhu Lancang had given him. The son of the god of war? Long sword?
"Coward? Do you dare to take my attack?" The young man raised his eyebrows in disdain, his voice filled with extreme indifference and contempt.
The aura of a fourth-level god swept over, making people tremble.
In mid-air, Yufeng's eyes were filled with smiles. The commander of all swords and the lord of all swords patted the long sword at his waist.
"Leave it to me." Ding Junhui stood up and spoke slowly.
"How about I play this round?" Yufeng smiled calmly.
Two voices sounded at the same time, both were confident and arrogant, with calm and casual tones, as if the goal was already in the bag!
"Yufeng goes, you go in the next round." Bai Ranyou looked at the two people's faces and came to a conclusion, "Don't worry until it's your turn."
The Wind-controlling Foot stepped heavily on the wooden kite, and the long sword circled around and turned into silver light. The sword sounded clear and the sword energy was rampant, carrying the monstrous sword energy and falling in front of the blond boy. The surrounding aura was like a rainbow, and he was also at the fourth level, although it was only the beginning of the fourth level!
Both of them were at the fourth level, and the battle between swords and sabers attracted everyone's attention. The blond boy glanced at Yu Feng with a nervous look. Although the newcomer was very strong, he was only as strong as a human! But he was a descendant of God!
"Daxia, Shushan, Yufeng, please teach me." He deliberately wore a white ancient-style robe, looking very decent.
"Descendant of God, son of the Goddess of Gold, Rui Xian."
The two men looked at each other with fighting intent in their eyes. They all couldn't afford to lose, and they couldn't afford to lose, which made the fight really rage.
He was the first to swing the long sword, and a huge phantom of a goddess appeared behind him. She had a beautiful and dignified face, and eyes full of compassion. She looked at everyone as if she was alive. The long sword in her hand, mixed with a sharp aura, fell towards Yufeng as Rui Xian swung it.
"Goddess of Gold Ruihe?" Jiuli raised her hand, and a scarlet color invisible to the naked eye fell on the shadow of the goddess behind Rui Xian.
"Are you bored, though?" Bai Ranyou turned his gaze away from the battlefield and looked at Jiuli, who was sitting cross-legged, with a gentle voice.
"The fight was exciting, how could I be bored?" He raised the large cup of red bean milk tea in his hand, as if it was not him who made the little movement just now, his expression was full of innocence.
"Milk tea is easy to get sick of, how about something else?" His eyes swept across the small stall below, "Do you want some red bean pie?"
"No, you're blocking me." Jiuli waved her hand and signaled Bai Ranyou to move aside and watched attentively.
"What's so good about them? It's not good for them to look at me?" Bai Ranyou muttered, then sat down leisurely beside them.
As he said this, he looked at Yufeng with some worry in his eyes. Although he was confident in Yufeng, it was inevitable that his emotions would be affected, especially after seeing Yufeng in danger several times!
The golden light in the sky tightly wrapped around Yufeng, and the golden light turned into ropes that deeply pierced every inch of Yufeng's skin, making it a matter of life and death in a moment.
"Disciple has understood." Yu Feng suddenly laughed out loud.
The aura around him surged, sword lights flashed everywhere, and there was no sword in his hand that could stop the sword energy. The sword energy soared into the sky, breaking the mirror again between life and death.
"It's too late. This is what I told you!" Rui Xian repeated the little monk's words, as if in revenge. He walked in with a big knife, harvesting heads with a grin, ready to rush towards his own glory.
"That's what I want to tell you! It's too late!" Yu Feng stood up from the ground and touched his neck. "You want my head to please your lover? You're dreaming!"
"Come and die!" The sword energy turned into a long sword and went towards Rui Xian in his changed eyes, with murderous intent surging.
There is no doubt that in the second battle, Daxia won again!
Yufeng turned around, stepped onto the wooden kite, and returned to the Daxia camp.
"Live up to expectations!" he said after looking at his teammates.
"It's up to you guys from now on."
"Don't worry." He replied, and the mere descendant of God was easily captured.