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Chapter 0110 Reversal

If you retreat, you will lose; if you welcome, you will have hope of victory!

Many people don’t understand the true meaning of fighting. Fighting! It’s not just about making your body and strength strong, but most importantly, making your heart infinitely stronger!

Only when your heart is infinitely strong can there be an infinitely possible future!

Da Wuhui takes this step, which is resistance, a step for his own and mental growth, and Da Wuhui takes a step towards a powerful step!

The majesty on the robe suddenly increased as Da Wuhui stepped over. It seemed as if countless mountains were pressing down hard towards Da Wuhui, and Da Wuhui was not allowed to resist!

With a bang, Da Wuhui felt blood spurting out of his sweat pores behind him, but he was waving the September silence in his hand in a majestic manner!

Under this unthinkable pressure, Da Wuhui felt a lot of blood spurting out of his whole body. But he laughed for a long time, and the laughter revealed the fearless and unyielding intention in the world!

At this moment, Da Wuhui was in a state of mind. All the messy thoughts were swept and cut off, and the rest was murderous aura!

This battle will be a battle that Da Wuhui will never be afraid in his heart from now on, and it will be the battle that Da Wuhui will benefit the most from coming to heaven!

With a long smile, Da Wuxuan's silence of September sword cut off the man's mace.

After all, the man was at the eighth level of the heavenly being. Da Wuhui forced himself to rely on the killing soul to mention the pseudo-eighth level of cultivation, but he still couldn't compete with him. If he hadn't had murderous aura, the man would be afraid.

Da Wuhui was killed the moment the Immortal King was in use!

The mace was not broken, and Da Wuhui's September sword was inlaid inside. The man suppressed his fear of murderous aura in his heart and kicked Da Wuhui with one kick. He was covered with eighth-level magic weapon in the body. This kick

It also has a thousand pounds of force!

Da Wuhui grabbed the September Sword, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, flying back several feet!

Not far away, Wang Ying looked at Da Wuhui silently, his expression even more complicated.

At this time, Wang Ying suddenly realized that Da Wuhui was smiling at her, and the voice of Da Wuhui asking her came from the thoughts.

"I vaguely remember that your name is Wang Ying, right?"

Wang Ying nodded with difficulty.

"You are more afraid of being insulted by him than death, right?" Da Wuhui asked again.

Wang Ying nodded hard again.

"Then, if you can tell me the formula of Shadow Killing, I will deal with the beast opposite you for you!" Da Wuhui's tone was extremely firm, but he was thinking of robbing in his heart.

Wang Ying's big eyes widened even wider, and his pretty face was full of incredibleness, and the surprise message was sent to Da Wuhui.

"Do you know Shadow Kill?"

This time, it was Da Wuhui's turn nodded.

"Can you use the formula?" Wang Ying asked in surprise.

Da Wuhui nodded again.

At this time when the two of them were sending their voices, the man with a broken hand held a mace and smashed Da Wuhui hard again. Da Wuhui forced the September 2018 to meet him!

"Bang--"

Da Wuhui was kicked away again, and blood was spurted out of his mouth!

"Wang Ying, Wang family woman, no matter how hesitate, we will be dead!" Da Wuhui shouted after dodging the attack.

Wang Ying looked at Da Wuhui who vomited blood and endured the surprise in his heart. He thought that if he died, what's the use of keeping spells? It's better to let Da Wuhui fight.

After making up his mind, Wang Ying immediately sent a message to Da Wuhui Ying's killing formula.

Da Wuhui laughed, dodging the attack of the man with broken hands, while silently remembering the shadow killing mantra sent by Wang Ying.

"The disadvantage of Shadow Killing is that if the opponent stands in the air without a shadow, it will lose its effect." After teaching the formula, Wang Ying finally emphasized, "However, if the opponent stands on the flying sword, as long as there is a shadow, it can be done.

Teleportation. Of course, the premise is that the other party’s cultivation level cannot be much higher than you, otherwise it will still fail.”

Da Wuhui nodded and was beaten away by the man again...

After Da Wuhui didn't know how many times he was beaten by the man, Da Wuhui finally became familiar with this mantra in the Taoist chanting.

Then, he smiled at the man with broken hands.

The man with broken hands was very angry at this time. Every time his mace attack was counteracted by the Nine Prisons Sword in Da Wuhui's hand. He had to kick Da Wuhui with his feet, but facing Da Wuhui, the fake celestial being.

At the eighth level, this lethality became a little smaller. He could only kick Da Wuhui away, allowing Da Wuhui to vomit some blood, but there was no substantial damage.

This kind of battle made him very depressed. He didn't expect that the Immortal King would lose his effect when he arrived in the world, so he fought depressedly. Until Da Wuhui smiled strangely at him, his heart stumbled for no reason.

Then, the man with broken hands heard Da Wuhui spit out two words:

"Shadow Kill!"

Then he felt a chill of his hand holding the mace, and a severe pain spread throughout his body in an instant.

Da Wuhui's cold voice came into his ears.

"Is it a great time to kick someone? Is it a great time to bully a woman? Is it a great time to cut off your hand?" Da Wuhui asked retortly.

"Ah--" The man with broken hands screamed, and his figure retreated rapidly. He was afraid that he would run away!

He didn't expect that Da Wuhui would have such a strange body technique. With Da Wuhui's unfavorable September Sword, he can be said to have no advantage now. What can he do if he doesn't escape?

How could Da Wuhui let him escape? Yingsha used it again, and slashed his leg with a sword, and his leg broke silently.

Da Wuhui, who used the killing soul, was full of anger at the man who bullied women, just like when he came to Sixiang City and faced Niu Xiaojian's brothers without mercy!

Because every time he kills such a scum who bullies women, Da Wuhui will think of the woman with fearful eyes in the villa burning with fire, holding a dead child full of blood...

The man with broken hands and feet screamed again. Not only was he afraid, but every drop of sweat on his body was filled with fear. The strange body movement was so strange that he could hide.

He threw some magic weapons at Da Wuhui crazy, and when Da Wuhui dodged, he was about to escape by stepping on the flying sword alone.

But he didn't expect that Da Wuhui would appear on his flying sword. With the September sword swing, his last foot fell...

"ah--"

The man finally howled, and his soul immediately left his body and flew away. When he left, his face was full of panic falling into Da Wuhui's eyes.

Da Wuhui looked at his soul. He knew that this was a future, but he did not chase him. His guilt towards Wang Ying made him afraid that once he chased him, Wang Ying would have another accident, and he felt even more uneasy.

.

Da Wuhui walked to Wang Ying silently, set up a blind magic circle around Wang Ying, and then walked out. Before leaving, he said, "This is a blind magic circle. I can't see anything. You can handle it yourself."

Because the man escaped, the spiritual bondage on Wang Ying's body also quietly disappeared.

Da Wuhui set up a deceptive magic circle. After walking out, he heard Da Wuhui's words. Wang Ying came back to his senses from the shock of Da Wuhui's easy learning to kill and kill the young clan leader of the Wang family.

When she lowered her head and saw a piece of clothing that was blown away by Da Wuhui when she was fighting, revealing her snow-like skin. Her face suddenly turned red to her ears, and then red all over her body...


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