"I still want to leave, haha, none of you can leave, you are all my prey." The demon fish carrying a spear was already catching up.
"Why are you a fish general in the heavenly realm, chasing us two earth-level monks?" the tall monk roared angrily.
The fish general smiled cruelly and said, "Because I like red, what a charming and bloody color, the taste of blood is the sweetest. If you want to blame, you two are both wearing red clothes, which arouses my desire to kill."
The two monks looked at each other and said that the spiritual armor on their bodies was made of high-quality dark abyss iron. The flexibility and defense were very good. Although the color was close to the color of blood, the monks only paid attention to practicality. Who cares about the color?
But now facing a dead end, it is because of the color of the spiritual armor, which is really a disaster.[
"Since I understand, then go to die. If you kill you, I will continue to hunt."
The fish rotates the spear in his hand, and a small vortex is derived from the tip of the gun.
"Spiral wave", the vortex flew out from the tip of the gun, becoming larger and larger. The powerful absorption force swept all the surrounding debris into the vortex.
The two brothers were held back by the attraction of the vortex, and their bodies were involuntarily approaching the vortex.
The rotation speed and strength of this vortex are doubtful. Once it is involved, it will definitely be grinded into meat residue.
The tall monk's face flushed abnormally, and the knife in his hand suddenly began to shine with a faint light.
His body no longer resisted the attraction of the vortex. Just as he approached the vortex, he shouted: "Slay the mountains and rivers with a knife."
The huge shadow of the blade appeared, and then fell down like a mountain pressing down on it. The vortex and the blade shadow continued to collide and dissipate.
Finally, the vortex was shattered with a loud bang, and the tall monk was hit by the broken force and threw it back dozens of meters, with a look of sluggish expression.
"I will break myself into intercepting him later. You are ready to run away and go back to take care of my wife and children." The tall monk said in despair.
"I won't leave. I will be with my elder brother even if I die." The short monk was crying.
"I didn't expect you to break my spiral wave, but you have some ability. But how many times can you maintain your potential in exchange for strength? The game ends here and I'll send you into the underworld." The fish sneered cruelly.
Two miles behind these two monks, there was a hill, and a figure was constantly busy behind the hill.
After finishing the arrangement, he clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction.
"It's not easy to catch the right prey in a suitable place. Although this place is remote, the scenery is very unique, and it should be quite suitable to send you on the road." He murmured to himself.
The fish will hold the gun, and a stronger force flows over the spear. This momentum alone makes people feel that their neck is stuck, and they feel like they are suffocating and fainting.
This is a shock to purely stronger power.
"Shui Dragon Roar." There seemed to be a sound of a dragon roar that shocked the soul and swayed the soul in the world. A small dragon head appeared at the tip of the spear, and the dragon body was wrapped around the spear, just waiting for the fish to swing the spear, the water dragon
It will fly out.
The two brothers felt a sense of sadness in the doomsday, locked by the water dragon, and gave birth to a point where they could escape, avoid, and block. In despair, they began to prepare to activate the forbidden method to self-destruct, and would rather die than let the fish general feel better.
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"The headless idiot fish doesn't feel embarrassed to bully the two younger generations. They all say that your demon fish clan is the most shameful sea beast. Now it looks really sorrow for your demon fish."
An old voice came from the hill behind the two monks.
A monk with a little stature was sitting cross-legged on the hill, with a bronze mask on his face, so he learned about his appearance, but from his voice, he seemed to be an old senior of the human race.
The fish general was furious. Every word of this person was insulting himself, insulting a powerful man in the heavenly realm. Does he not know that the dignity of the strong man cannot be defiled?
Especially the fish general did not sense any powerful momentum on this person, nor did he sensed that there were powerful monks surrounding him ambushing, so he simply abandoned the prey in front of him and took a gun and rushed directly to the hill.
"Shuilong Yin", the fish will wave its spear, and a mini version of the small water dragon appears, running towards the person sitting cross-legged on the hill.
The masked man was not panicked, and he easily asked the water dragon to lock it with strange steps.
With a loud "boom", the small water dragon hit the hill, and a large hole more than ten meters wide was blasted out.
The masked monk tapped his toes and his figure fell backwards, hiding behind the hills.
The fish that did not make a contribution in one blow danced its spear and rushed to the hill again.
The clanging sound of weapons hitting each other sounded from time to time, and the spiritual energy behind the hills became disordered, with a strong spiritual restlessness. Even the brothers and monks two miles apart could feel this disorder.
Spiritual pressure.
"This is a formation, and it is a killing formation." The two brothers looked at the hill with concern. Although they did not dare to approach, they had a vision. Only the killing formation would cause spiritual energy disorder and even affect the surroundings of the formation.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is restless together.
"I'm so angry!"
"You're so mean."
The two brothers heard the sound coming from the hill, and suspected that the fish general was shouting in anger.
The two of them showed joy in their eyes. In this situation, it was obvious that an unknown senior should have the upper hand.
Behind the hills, the fish general who had always exuded a powerful aura, even the two brothers two miles away felt depressed, suddenly stopped.
There was no more essence and smoke, no more shouts that shook the world, and no more exciting sounds of weapons colliding.
Everything returns to tranquility, and this tranquility lasts for a long time.
The two brothers who had been waiting for the result were anxiously, and they didn't care about offending this life-saving senior. They walked behind the hills and saw the best scene in their imagination.
The cruel and arrogant fish general was lying on the ground with scars on his body, no longer breathing, and the fear and pain remaining on his face told him what had happened during his lifetime.
The mysterious masked senior has long disappeared. The two brothers who have survived the disaster support each other and walk far away.[
The fish generals who were enough to shock one side, the strong man in the heavenly realm, died silently and the dead bones remained, becoming the things in the mouths of several vultures.
"Brother, why didn't that senior meet us? We must repay our life-saving grace." A short monk who gradually disappeared from the plain asked in confusion.
"Perhaps, that's not a senior. There will always be times when we repay our kindness in the future." The tall monk remembered the scene he saw when the masked monk was avoiding the roar of the water dragon, and sighed softly.