The Ming King's eyes also became solemn. One fire spirit could deal with it, but three... we have to try our best.
It also knew about Shi Yu, or the strong men who threatened monsters in the eighth level of heaven were within its attention range. They would suddenly meet Shi Yu today. It was surprised and thought of some possibilities.
I heard that a hundred years ago, three boys from the Iron Eater Beast clan went to the ninth level... and Shi Yu was also from the ninth level... In other words, it is very likely that the Iron Eater Beast had already had a friendship with Shi Yu. Today, Shi Yu also knew that he was going to Zhushan, so he intercepted him halfway.
If monsters collude with human race, that's damn.
The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Ming King, and the look at Shi Yu was extremely unkind. Shi Yu also knew very well that she must have fought with the Ming King today, otherwise the Ming King would not let Panda and the human race of the waste city go away.
Different positions are destined to have many things that must be opposite, and there is no room for ease in the middle. Once you face it, you will die.
"I really didn't expect that you would have such an adventure." The Ming King opened his arms, and the cloak on his body fell down in disarray, drifting away with the wind. He also went to Shi Yu's hand with an extra fan.
The fan should have been refined from peacock feathers. The feathers on it were missing, only the blue-gold fan bones. They had a slightly metal texture and were held in their hands, which looked quite like an elegant scholar.
"But it's still a little worse than the senior." Shi Yu said, but all the spiritual power in her body had been mobilized, and she looked at the other person with alertness.
"If I really get worse, I won't be able to achieve my current cultivation level at a young age. The human race is becoming more and more amazing now, and the younger generations are coming out." Mingwangdao. These words are seven points of trueness and three points of darkness.
"The monsters occupy the heavens, and they will only have more or less than the human race."
While they were walking towards each other, they made a move towards each other at almost halfway through.
The Ming King was so skillful. As soon as the fan opened, the fan bones shot towards Shi Yu like small swords. Shi Yu immediately dodged by, knowing that he would have the advantage of using the dagger to fight in close combat. So he immediately approached Ming King while dodging.
After avoiding the last fan bone, Shi Yu was already two steps away from the Ming King. The Supreme Being in her hand for a while, and the blade wrapped in the firepower of three fire spirits drew cracks in the void.
At this moment, the Ming King grabbed his five fingers and Shi Yu suddenly felt a little scared behind her. She jumped up quickly, but her right foot was caught by Ming King. She quickly turned back and turned her body, and the three-color fire on her toes burned. Ming King had to let go. But in just a moment, Shi Yu saw thousands of peacock feather needles as thin as silk piercing towards her.
It turned out that the peacock feathers on the fan were not missing, but were hidden in order to use them as hidden weapons.
Two needles were pierced into Shi Yu's legs, and Shi Yu dared to have a deep pain in his bone marrow and staggered for a moment. The Ming King seized the opportunity again, and the slap of the bones into a knife, and the cold light shook at her neck.
Shi Yu quickly blocked it with a dagger, and the spiritual powers of both sides met here. In the end, Shi Yu was a little weaker. He was so shocked that he took several steps back. His chest hurt and a mouthful of blood was spit out.
However, the Ming King did not give her any chance to stop. The green light on the fan was like a scattered flower of a celestial girl. The yellow spiritual power did not dissipate, and it seemed to be unobstructed, but it contained murderous intent everywhere. As long as Shi Yu was scratched by spiritual power, his entire body would be cut off.
Shi Yu was shocked by the Ming King's sophistication, and at the same time he also had a twelve-point spirit to deal with it. Ming King had long been determined to kill her. If he didn't break through today, he would probably die here.
He used a dagger to block the attack of the fan. Shi Yu used a fire spirit to use them to open up the next situation. However, the power of the three-color fire is very powerful, but the premise is that it must attack the target.
The Ming King was a ghost, and the fan used in his hand could be said to be a magical skill, without any flaws. Every time Shi Yu wanted to catch the loophole and attack, but every time he was blocked by the fan.
Shi Yu finally had no choice but to let the fire spirits separate and attack Ming Wang in different directions. The fire was overwhelming, and all the trees and grasses around him were burned out. The fire spirit that no longer restrained its power was fully opened. There was no grass growing in the room within the burning radius.
At the same time, the Ming King had to resist Shi Yu's sneak attack on the three-headed fire spirit, and now he began to find a little trouble.
Speaking of which, this is still due to the power of the fire spirit. Its monster that has not yet broken through the fusion stage can not show any embarrassment in the attack of the three-headed fire spirit, which shows that it is indeed very powerful.
Shi Yu is looking for opportunities. Ming Wang is older than her. After so many years of ups and downs, her combat experience allows it to hide its weaknesses very well. So she must wait patiently and seek flaws.
The two of them fought in the sky, and their spiritual power was chopping around like a knife and an axe. The fiery red and yellow are intertwined, sometimes brilliant and dazzling, sometimes blood and flesh are flying. The forest below was destroyed into a hollow space, and outside this range, all the monsters and spirit plants were looking up at the sky.
They spent their entire lives in this state of struggle, and perhaps they could only see this time.
After nearly half an hour of coming and going, Shi Yu was covered in wounds. She had several peacock feathers on her body, with blood stains on her body, and the corners of her mouth were even more bloody. But at this moment, there was a strong sense of fighting in her eyes.
It turned out that fighting with the master was so exciting. Almost every move was wandering on the verge of death, but the strong smell of blood only made her even more excited.
Looking at Mingwang again, it is not much better now. The three-headed fire spirits have their own consciousness. Although they have not cooperated well, the surprise attacks from time to time have burned several places on Mingwang's body, making it less demeanor and look particularly embarrassed. At the same time, it was sneak attacked by Shi Yu several times, and the blood dripped so hard that it added a little more ruthlessness.
After fighting for so long, Shi Yu gradually discovered a trace of the pattern. She found that every time Ming Wang threw the fan out, he was in an air defense state for a moment. This discovery made her blood boil all over her body. As long as she grasped this gap, she might win.
Shi Yu was calm and her face was not obvious. She carefully controlled the fire spirit to distract Ming Wang from the attention, and she was still jumping up and down, as if she was seeking an opportunity to attack.
Finally, after she was repelled by the Ming King, she saw the Ming King throwing out the fan.
That's now!
Shi Yu's hand made a quick move, "Fire Spirit, get up!"
Chapter completed!