Chapter eight hundred and sixty-six the demon emperor strikes, but this is the case
"What, does Su Pingan really want to bet with the Demon King?"
"This guy is looking for death. How can he block the Demon King's three moves... No, he will definitely die in one hit!"
"What the hell is this guy doing?!"
When they heard that Su Pingan and the Turtle Emperor had made a bet, Long Cheng, Xuanyuan Qi and others were so shocked that they didn't know what to do.
No one would think that Su Ping'an could win. After all, he was a powerful demon king. Every move he made could destroy the world. Is this what a literary master could contend against?!
In the distance, even the Sea Dragon Emperor on the back of the giant whale was surprised when he heard this bet, and then he said with a smile: "This human boy is really interesting."
At the same time, Luo Lie, who was fighting with Mo Qing, also heard about the bet below. The old Marquis' beard was twitching. He slashed out with one stroke, and a big hole was opened in the void. "Get out of here!"
He became more and more anxious, worried that something might happen to Su Pingan, but Mo Qing was no weaker than Luo Lie, and he was a demon cultivator, so Luo Lie couldn't get rid of him at all.
boom!
boom……
Mo Qing just waved his hand, and a surging demonic power collided with Luo Lie's attack. Gangfeng shot out, and the energy swept across the sea like a storm, but it did not give in even a step. Instead, it sneered.
He said at once: "Why are you so excited? Aren't you curious about whether that kid can resist the three moves of Old Turtle? Why don't we take a break and see how they fight first?"
"Go to hell!"
Luo Lie didn't talk nonsense to Mo Qing at all, and wrote the word "kill" in the void as soon as he picked up his pen.
Luo Lie was originally a calligrapher, and he also practiced calligraphy intensively, so he had magical powers in every word he wrote.
As soon as the word "Zhu" came out, the wind and thunder from heaven and earth gathered together in an instant, the wind suddenly rose, and a terrifying power of thunder slowly gathered in the sky.
When Mo Qing saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up coldly, "It seems that we can't be serious now!"
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"Boy, suffer death!"
While Luo Lie was trying his best to break through Mo Qing's entanglement and rush to save Su Pingan, the Turtle King here had already struck his first blow.
The attack was unremarkable.
I saw the Turtle King raising one hand, and then just pushing it forward. Then a huge turtle handprint, condensed with extremely surging sea monster evil energy, slowly blasted forward through the air.
Although the handprint struck at a slow speed, it was as huge as a mountain, leaving no room for anyone to escape. Moreover, Su Pingan could not hide. Once he did, the literary cultivators behind him who had exhausted their literary energy would suffer.
"Little fox, it's up to you!"
Su Pingan suddenly murmured something in a low voice at this time.
Then, within his body, a coquettish and charming voice suddenly sounded, complaining: "Damn guy, now you think of me, you know how to instruct me when something happens, but you don't even think of me when nothing happens. Humph,
Men are all pig hooves, this is absolutely true."
"..."
When Su Pingan heard this, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
That's right, at this point, Su Pingan can only use his trump card, which is to summon the nine-tailed celestial fox Phoenix Xiaomian who has been dormant in his body.
Ever since she came back from Shiwanda Mountain, the little fox has been hiding in the Wenxin tree pretending to be dormant, and her relationship with Su Pingan has become much closer, but Su Pingan doesn't know this.
The reason why Su Ping'an dared to make a three-move bet with the Turtle King was because of the power of the little fox. Otherwise, how could he propose such a stupid bet? He would really be so stubborn.
"Hurry up, the old bastard's attack is about to arrive. Do you want to go to the West with me to see the Buddha?"
Su Ping'an felt panicked when he saw that the little fox didn't move for a long time.
The little fox's voice rang again, and he said with a hint of impatience: "Okay, okay... Why bother? For the sake of the contract, I will help you one more time. But...
You should quickly use that broken jar to cover my aura, otherwise you won’t be afraid of being seen through, so how can you have the aura of the demon clan on you?"
"Oh, yes, yes..."
The little fox was complaining, but he was still very careful in his work. After her reminder, Su Ping'an quickly used the mountain and river brush to wash it again, covering his aura so tightly that the little fox borrowed his body to use his demonic power.
time, it will not be noticed by outsiders.
call……
The Turtle King's attack came with a roar, like a chariot crushing the void, and he slowly arrived in front of Su Pingan.
Turtle Emperor's eyes were full of contempt and coldness, "Boy, this blow will make you realize what the strength of an emperor is. The difference between you, a little literary master, and the emperor is the difference between heaven and earth.
, it’s time for you to sober up this time!”
Feeling the terrifying power contained in that turtle palm, Long Cheng and the others behind him could not help but shout worriedly, "Ping An, be careful!"
"Hurry up and get out of the way, you can't stop me!"
"This Demon King's angry blow is so terrifying, just facing it makes my soul tremble!"
However, Su Ping'an stood there and did not avoid it.
The turtle palm struck, and the strong wind stirred up by the strong pressure ruffled his long hair. Under the messy hair, he raised his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes, his pupils were like a cat's eyes when seeing the sun.
It instantly became a thin line, but immediately turned into a strange triangle, with a faint red light overflowing.
Then the corner of Su Pingan's mouth turned up in a strange arc, and he said in a voice that only 'he' could hear, "The little bastard in the sea, my aunt seemed to have seen it before, but... it grew up
It’s too slow, it’s been more than a thousand years, and you’re still just a Level 4 Demon King, he’s really worse than trash!”
As the voice fell, 'Su Pingan' suddenly raised a hand.
This hand was unremarkable, and it didn't even hold a brush. But the moment he raised his palm, a towering mountain seemed to be propped up in the invisible void, standing in front of him.
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The next moment, the Turtle King's turtle palm full of evil energy suddenly hit Su Ping'an's palm.
The big palm and the small palm were very different, but they collided together at this moment.
At that moment, everyone in Daxuan and Dali couldn't bear to see the bloody scene, so they all turned their heads away.
At that moment, Luo Lie, Ji Cangzhou, Hou Fugui and others who were fighting in the void even stopped temporarily because they were too concerned.
Including the Sea Serpent Queen and Sea Shark Emperor, they looked at it with joking eyes. They couldn't wait to see the scene where Su Ping'an was beaten to pieces by that turtle palm.
boom!
boom……
The next second, there was a loud noise from heaven and earth, followed by a violent energy, which exploded from the iron wall like a volcano erupting. The iron wall was not destroyed by the impact of countless sea monsters and monster generals.
, a large piece collapsed instantly under this blow, and the broken stones and iron blocks were even crushed into powder directly under the force.
The storm rushed through the iron wall, and then swept across the sea. The large number of sea monsters that had been blocked by Elder Zhan and Elder Dali together were destroyed by this storm like moths encountering fire.
The blockbuster is simply faster than the chess formation.
After the storm passed, everyone eagerly looked towards the field again.
In the smoke and dust that filled the sky, just when everyone originally thought that nothing would exist there, a figure suddenly appeared and was still standing there.
Thick smoke billowed, but the figure stood firm and straight.
Everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, Da Xuan Wenxiu's eyes showed a trace of expectation, "Could it be..."
The dust and smoke were then blown away by Feng, and soon the figure was revealed. It was Su Ping'an!
Su Ping'an stood there unharmed, unscathed, and not even a speck of dust on his body. He still had a teasing smile on his lips, and then said: "The Demon King's attack is nothing more than that!"
