"What a pity. You can fight against the strong and die without any regrets. I think if you follow me in the future, maybe I will take you to the top of your life."
Generally speaking, people who hear this will probably think that Xiao Xue is mentally ill at this time, or has been beaten stupidly.
Now that he is at a disadvantage, can he still encourage others to join him?
Isn't this a joke? But Butler Wu just laughed, not only how he viewed this kind of thing.
Lightning was like guiding a lost person home. The darkness that had just torn apart Butler Mist was the first battle between light and darkness. To a certain extent, Butler Mist had just lost.
"Boy, you are becoming more and more popular with me. I really can't bear to kill you. I will give you one last chance. Do you want to follow me?"
The eyes that were said to be green just now turned black at this moment, the black from hell.
It was a symbol of death, and Xiao Xue knew the consequences of her refusal.
"Have you thought about it? I don't have the patience."
A sword light accompanied by lightning quickly approached, Xiao Xue held a sword flower, and the tip of the thunder sword made a sound of lightning.
Deacon Wu raised his hand and touched the blood stain left on his cheek after being struck by lightning.
"This is your answer."
Deacon Wu's face was filled with anger, but he soon raised his head and started laughing, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
Are you stupid?
"Boy, you are very arrogant. I hope you can continue to be arrogant."
Butler Fog's body suddenly became blurry. What kind of trick was this?
There was only an afterimage left, but surprisingly quickly, shadows formed one after another around Xiao Xue's body, and it was impossible to tell which one was the main body.
Xiao Xue held two swords, and the black sickle quickly attacked from the left. Xiao Xue raised the Thunder Sword in her left hand to receive the black sickle's attack.
But it immediately turned into a ball of black gas and quickly disappeared into the air.
The sound of the air behind him being torn apart rang in his ears. Xiao Xue's body quickly turned to the right, and a clearly visible black sickle passed under her waist, carrying a strong fighting spirit.
The iron chain turned into an object harder than steel at this moment, and Xiao Xue's body felt as if an iron rod had been hit in the waist.
With one blow, Xiao Xue's entire body was ejected. Xiao Xue was secretly surprised at how careless he was.
Sure enough, the black sickle circled in the air, followed the pull of the chain, and quickly swept towards Xiao Xue, who was losing balance in mid-air.
Xiao Xue did not dare to hesitate at all, she crossed her swords in her hands and mobilized her fighting spirit to form a protective shield.
The black scythe and the two swords collided with each other, making a harsh "clang" sound, and the sparks generated by the two swords and the black scythes continued to shoot out.
The black sickle suddenly became like a prototype constantly cutting the protective shield formed by Xiao Xue's swords.
Xiao Xue leaned forward and mobilized fighting energy to continuously inject into the two swords.
The cutting force is getting stronger and stronger, and there seems to be no other way except to resist it with all your strength.
The air was distorted by the collision of the two energies, and even the space was distorted. Energy was constantly gathering and being consumed.
The two sides seem to have reached a balance, but is this really the case?
Xiao Xue's body was retreating unconsciously, and there was no way to stabilize her feet. The sweat on her forehead gathered on her chin and turned into crystal clear water drops under the fluctuation of energy.
It evaporated quickly and dissipated before it had time to gather.
The longer it lasted, Xiao Xue knew in her heart that continuing like this was not the answer.
As for the direction of fighting spirit, the fighting spirit of a Dou Zong is always more than that of a Dou Wang. Comparing fighting spirit is a stupid behavior.
Xiao Xue suddenly retracted her swords and faced the attack of the black sickle.
Deacon Wu was shocked. Are you planning to give up?
Impossible, given his temperament, he definitely wouldn't do it, but now that the protection is removed, has he thought about the consequences?
At the same time as the two swords were withdrawn, an ice wall appeared across the sky blocking the black scythe's attack route.
The short time was enough for Xiao Xue to make other actions.
The end of the iron chain is Butler Wu's true body, and he can only fight with a little strength at this moment.
When Xiao Xue arranged the ice wall, she knew that the ice wall could not stop the black sickle for too long.
But this was enough, a quick response was made.
In an instant, his body had avoided Butler Mist's original attack route. At the same time, the sword array that appeared behind him also showed that the removal of protection just now was actually a preparation for launching the attack now.
The ice wall broke apart without any surprise, and the black sickle continued to move forward on its original trajectory, but it was slightly deviated from Xiao Xue's current position.
This deviation is enough for Xiao Xue to use his fighting skills, although it is really dangerous if the black scythe is scratched from a few centimeters away from the neck.
But the risk is worth it.
"Thunder!"
"Feihong walks in the snow and kills!"
The two swords could actually perform two fighting skills at the same time. The black sickle was pulled by the iron chain and returned to Butler Fog's hand.
Secretly surprised, how on earth did this person do it?
There were actually snowflakes floating in the sky. Deacon Wu looked up and saw something was wrong.
Those snowflakes are not real snowflakes, but snowflakes with sharp edges.
Deacon Wu's cheek was once again scratched by Xiao Xue's fighting skills. This was the second time today that he was injured by a fighting skill from a fighting king.
The snowflakes were falling endlessly, accompanied by lightning, which continued to strike towards Deacon Mist's body.
Butler Mist waved the black scythe and kept spinning it above his head, forming an airtight protective shield.
The falling snowflakes only briefly hit the black sickle, making a "clanging" sound. Lightning struck down, and streaks of black mist rose into the sky.
Deacon Wu shouted loudly, and the black fighting energy in his body continued to condense, and a black energy shot into the sky and knocked away the snowflakes flying in the sky.
Xiao Xue's two earth-level fighting skills actually couldn't stop a Dou Zong for too long.
But time is enough. Butler Fog has only one idea at this time: to completely obliterate the young man who has corrected his name.
His strength is too terrifying, and now that he has a level comparable to his own strength, he has already been defeated.
Butler Wu broke through Xiao Xue's fighting skills and was about to launch a bigger attack on Xiao Xue.
A more dazzling ball of fire was heading towards him.
Taking advantage of Butler Wu's opportunity to break through his fighting skills, Xiao Xue put away her swords and fused the large Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus.
Everything was just right, Xiao Xue pushed it out with both hands, and Deacon Wu did not dare to neglect at all when he saw the fire ball that was even weirder than before.
There are so many secrets in this little guy.
But this time, Butler Fog's protective shield didn't have a better protective effect than before.
There was only the sound of an energy explosion.
"boom!"
The entire earth was trembling, and the loess on the ground seemed to have been forcibly pulled up at this moment, and the energy storm formed exploded around Deacon Fog.
The energy shock wave generated flew Xiao Xue away, who was hundreds of meters away.
The body kept spinning in mid-air, with no intention of stopping.