Chapter 360: The Big Enemy with Zhong Liwu
Jiang Shuo lightly swept the relaxed smile on Zhong Liwu’s face and smiled.
"How do you know that I don't know that you deliberately lured me out?"
"Do you really think that you can kill me instead of me killing you?"
< br>The smile on Zhong Liwu's face faded, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth, "On your side?"
"Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to? I am much older than your father."
"How dare you, a bastard, still want to kill me? Two years have passed. Your strength has not increased much, but your tone has become louder and louder."
Jiang Shuo carefully examined the expression on Zhong Liwu's face and found that he had no doubts and disdain.
It occurred to me that he really shouldn't know about the growth of his strength.
Not to mention the seven top-quality dragon soul rings, he probably didn't know about the several battles.
Yu Tiangang had no reason to publicize his defeat everywhere; in the fight with Xiong Jun, all three Zhongli brothers died, and they could not bring the information back.
The other sporadic battles were fought in front of a few people. Those were all righteous soul masters. Naturally, they would not tell Zhong Liwu about their situation.
Poor, this damn ghost in front of me is still kept in the dark.
Jiang Shuo nodded, "Since I didn't know before, it's not too late to know now. It doesn't matter whether the dead know it anyway."
Zhong Liwu restrained his sneer and stared at him with half-squinted eyes. The young man opposite said, "Are you talking about yourself?"
Jiang Shuo chuckled, "Of course I'm talking about you."
Boom!
After the words fell, the young man stepped forward, the void mirror shattered, and the cracks spread for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.
Space battlefield, now!
Zhong Liwu had no time to be shocked before he suddenly fell into a different space.
Jiang Shuo closed the crack again with a touch of his hand.
Now, he can also fight in the space battlefield at will.
The golden thunder exploded, instantly illuminating the dark alien space, and the high-pitched roar of the dragon drove away the deathly silence.
Boom!
When the fist moves, the wind rises.
"Old thief, I will repay you tenfold today for the pain of broken bones and near death two years ago."
The strong wind blew up Zhong Liwu's black robe, but his face remained frozen. land.
The strong sense of crisis in his heart forced him to come back to his senses immediately. Zhong Liwu's eyes popped out and his face was as ferocious as a snake.
Punched out, trying to block the young man's attack.
However, in the next moment, a majestic force came, making him instantly regret the head-on confrontation.
Bang!
Zhong Liwu's body was suddenly hit by a huge force and flew upside down like a broken sack.
The sound of broken bones was heard, just like when Jiang Shuo's chest was shattered by him.
With one move, the wind rises again.
Jiang Shuo stepped forward, using his left foot in the air as a fulcrum, and his fist covered in golden dragon scales exploded again.
The bright golden dragon scales on his body are from the Nine Mysterious Golden Dragon, rather than the slightly darker golden dragon. Therefore, in addition to his near-extreme power, there are also constantly jumping golden thunder arcs.
Zhong Liwu's heart was trembling, and the omen of life and death was beating loudly. His face was as ferocious as the abyss, and his flying figure stopped abruptly.
Death God Mo Kui, clone!
Leaving a snake-like shell to meet the earth-shaking punch, Zhong Liwu's body turned into black lines in the dark space, quickly escaped, and regrouped several miles away. into body.
Jiang Shuo smashed the snake slough with one punch and realized it was a shell. When he looked up and saw the panting leader of the Holy Spirit Sect several miles away, he had already revealed his martial spirit and got rid of the disadvantage of being the first mover.
The old Snake Skin, who was at the peak of level ninety-eight, was indeed not that easy to kill.
But he has plenty of time.
While the Sun and Moon Empire was holding back the powerful men of the Three Kingdoms, it was also holding itself back.
And as long as grandfather successfully kills Long Xiaoyao or Ye Xishui, the situation will suddenly change.
He is not in a hurry. In terms of soul power reserve, although he does not have a soul core, he does have a second dantian, which is no worse than Zhong Liwu who only has one soul core.
Jiang Shuo put his hands behind his back and looked at the embarrassed Zhong Liwu with another faint smile. "Master Zhongli, wasn't he very harsh just now?"
"Why are you running like an old dog now? Aren't you going to kill me? Come, I'm right here."
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Zhong Liwu’s heart twisted and throbbed.
Having a clone smashed into pieces is also very painful.
"Arrogant!!!"
"Young boy, I made such a mistake because of your sneak attack."
"Do you really think that I, Zhong Liwu, who has practiced hard for two hundred years, can't stand up to you? How many years? "
A cold voice accompanied Zhongli's black soul ring, and at the same time, transparent soul bodies flew out from his sleeves, and they let out shrill wails, numbering in the thousands.
Hear the twisted sound of anger and see the ghosts flying in the sky.
Jiang Shuo's face returned to indifference, "Master Zhongli has no other special skills, he just has a very tough mouth."
"These evil soul master methods like yours are of no use to me. You made the wrong calculation."
< br>Golden thunder spread out from the young man's body, and the surging power of thunder overwhelmed the aura waves generated by the majestic power.
The most powerful thing about the Jiuxuan Golden Dragon is the power of thunder, not strength.
The golden light and divine thunder in the sky instantly filled the battlefield in another space, releasing Zhong Liwu and rushing towards Jiang Shuo's resentful spirit.
At the same time, the space in the different space was distorted again.
Jiang Shuo suddenly arrived ten feet in front of Zhong Liwu.
The divine thunder in the sky gathered towards the young man’s fingertips, surging like a tidal wave as he pressed out with one finger.
Now as long as Jiang Shuo wants to, he can use massive thunder and lightning power to create a small Yinlan Lei Lake at any time.
The thunder at the fingertips is like a lake, and the tide fills Zhongliwu's head.
The leader of the Holy Spirit immediately flashed his seventh red soul ring, and the true form of Death God Demon Kui was displayed, gathering the power of death and defeat.
A strong grinding sound sounded, the golden thunder and the power of death struck, and there was an endless sound of impact.
Zhong Liwu, no longer caring about face, took the lead in using soul skills, almost breaking the back molars in his mouth.
At the same time, a steady stream of resentful spirits flew out from behind and rushed towards the young man a few feet away.
Heh.
Jiang Shuo laughed out loud. Sure enough, he was so good at pretending that he didn't care about his bearing when he jumped over the wall.
Want to divert my attention and soul power?
It’s a good idea, but unfortunately, it’s of no use.
The roar of the dragon roared again, shaking the different spaces. The bright red color spread from one point and condensed into a halo, which floated behind the hovering shadow of the Nine Mysterious Golden Dragon.
Seven in a row, circled in bright red, arranged in an orderly manner, exactly the same.
Seven big red and gold-patterned soul rings illuminated Zhong Liwu's face with twitching eyes.
The auras contained in the seven top-grade dragon soul beasts overflowed together, spreading like a tide.
Zhong Liwu, who was fighting, had his heart stagnated for a moment under the impact of Long Wei.
He felt at a loss as if he wanted to worship...
He felt powerless against the world.
Bang!
The power of death elements gathered by Zhong Liwu was ultimately unable to withstand the impact of the ultimate thunder, and the huge remnant power of thunder suddenly hit him.
This time, he didn't have time to gather his clones and received a solid blow.
I can't spit out a mouthful of old blood because my throat is burnt.
Zhong Liwu stumbled and fled towards the battlefield in another space.
He was suddenly frightened.
Today there are six thousand one hundred words!
(End of this chapter)