Chapter 437
Chapter 437
The thunder surged and the brilliance evaporated.
Qian Huai's angry roar was full of resentment. Seeing this scene, Lintian couldn't help feeling happy.
When he was about to kill Hua Wuyou in tianwu arena, Hua Qiancheng, a strong man in Dongtian territory, suddenly intervened, but he was almost killed.
At that time, the one who beat back huaqiancheng was an earthquake Pearl!
Now, Lintian just did it again, but obviously, the effect was very significant. Qian Huai was careless and was directly bombarded.
"Damn little bastard, I'm going to kill you --!"
Suddenly, the figure of Qian Huai rushed out of the rolling thunder, but at the moment, his appearance was just different from that just now.
He was dressed in rags, his bare skin was burnt, his hair was burnt, and half of his cheeks were fried into flesh and blood, which looked terrible.
It's a great shame that the strong people in the magnificent cave state are so miserable at the moment!
Qian Huai was so angry that he rushed out and killed Lintian.
"Take your life!"
At this moment, Qian Huai was like a ferocious demon God. He was arrogant and tyrannical. Regardless of his manners, he wanted to kill Lintian.
Lintian had fled long before, so the scene turned into a chase.
"Little bastard, you can't escape. If I don't frustrate you this time, I will never stop!"
Qian Huai was really angry and his eyes were congested.
He was careless before. He thought that Lin Xun's method could not bring out a sharp weapon enough to hurt himself.
But who ever thought that the power of the thunderbolt was so terrible that even he was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.
How can he not be angry?
It's like being slapped on the face by a mole ant, not to mention how oppressive it is.
Qian Huai, who was in a rage, was undoubtedly very terrible. Just a moment later, he caught up with Lintian again.
Just before he could do it, he saw Lintian's figure in the distance, stopped in the void again and made a throwing action.
Whoosh!
A black light suddenly appeared.
Huh?
Qian Huai's eyes coagulated and his heart shook. He remembered what he had just encountered. He dared not neglect. His figure flashed suddenly and avoided one side.
Also at this time, he finally saw the true face of the dark light, not the earthquake beads he was afraid of, but
A piece of mud?
Bang~
The mud exploded in the void and turned into dust, just like an invisible ridicule, rippling and floating in the air.
Qian Huai's forehead burst with veins, his lips couldn't help twitching, and his heart rubbed up an uncontrollable anger.
How dare you... How dare you tease him with a piece of mud!!
All of a sudden, Qian Huai was so angry that his lungs burst open and roared like a beast. His figure was like a wild glow of fire and went after him again.
"Little bastard, you're finished, you're completely finished! If I don't cook you to live and die, I'll follow my surname!"
"No, I don't want to have such a bad son like you!"
In the distance, Lintian laughed.
Qian Huai's face became more and more ugly. He took a deep breath and tried to restrain his anger like a volcanic eruption, gritting his teeth and chasing after him.
In my heart, I began to think about what torture should be used to torture and ravage Lintian after catching Lintian.
He exists in the cave. Why did he suffer such a great loss? Have you ever been so disheartened by a little bastard in the spirit sea?
No,
This time, no matter how old Lintian came from, he didn't care. Not killing him was not enough to vent his shame and anger.
"Die!"
Before long, he caught up with Lintian again. He was full of conflict, his hands were empty, and his palms were full of bright light.
This was his killing move. He was confident enough to turn Lintian into ashes with one blow, and there were no bones!
"Old bastard, look at the move!"
But at this moment, Lintian didn't look back, but he threw his hand back, and a black light shot out like lightning.
Again!
Did the little bastard think he would be fooled?
But in case
What if it's true this time?
All of a sudden, Qian Huai was tangled in his heart, angry and oppressed.
But time could not allow him to think more, but he dodged again.
He didn't dare to gamble. The blow just now had caused him a lot of injuries. If he was hit again, he was afraid he would have to fall to the ground seriously.
Boom!
A piece of mud exploded not far away, filled with dust
"I... I'll fucking kill you bastard!"
Qian Huai was so angry that he almost coughed up blood and was deceived again, which made his cheeks hot and his heart full of unprecedented shame.
Qian Huai, who was already angry and wanted to be crazy, did not hesitate to pursue again.
But this time, he was secretly cruel in his heart. If this happens again, he will be sure! I won't be fooled again!
A person falling into a pit once may be careless, and falling into a pit twice may also be careless. But if a pit falls three times in a row, it is not a matter of carelessness, but a shame!
Chase!
Chase!
Chase!
Qian Huai kept absolute calm this time and suppressed all his anger, grievance and shame.
In order to ensure that one shot would kill him, he even became cautious. When he was thousands of feet away from Lintian, he began to accumulate strength.
When Lintian was more than a thousand feet away, he didn't hesitate to do it!
Qiang!
This time, he offered his treasure, a spirit sword like a silver snake, emitting a bright silver flame.
A sword broke through the air. In a flash, it was thousands of feet away and came down.
With only one blow, it can be seen that Qian Huai has obviously been immersed in kendo for many years. It is fast, accurate and fierce.
Just
Lintian was like a prophet. He dodged the blow and continued to escape.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
The silver spirit sword was manipulated by Qian Huai and kept chopping and killing, forcing Lintian to be in a hurry. Even the escape speed slowed down and the situation was in danger.
"Little bastard, why don't you escape? Ah? Hahaha, I've thought about it. I'll catch you later. I'll cramp and skin you first, and then deprive you of your spirit. I'll burn you a little with nine Youyin fire, so that you can't survive or die!"
Qian Huai burst out a bitter laugh like a vent.
While laughing, he manipulated the spirit sword, which became more and more powerful, and it was too late to dodge Lintian's oppression.
"Old bastard, look at the move!"
Suddenly, Lintian drank.
Qian Huai, who was laughing wildly, suddenly looked sluggish and came to this move again!
Soon he roared ferociously: "come on, I want to see how long you can play this trick!"
Whoosh~
A black light suddenly appeared.
Qian Huai fiercely gritted his teeth and didn't intend to dodge. He took a deep breath. Before the dark light came near, he cut out a sword and killed it.
Poof!
Sure enough, another piece of mud was chopped into dust.
This made Qian Huai immediately laugh: "little bastard, I think you only have such a thunder bead, but you dare to tease me with such means. It's fucking ridiculous!"
When talking, the silver spirit sword danced wildly, with terrible power.
Finally, Lintian could not avoid being swept by a sword, and his back was immediately torn by a long and narrow blood mark, which was like a waterfall.
It's only a little short of breaking the inner organs!
But Lintian didn't seem to realize it. He dodged and laughed: "old bastard, try again."
Then he shook his hand and another black light swept out.
Boom!
The black light was cut and it was another piece of mud.
Qian Huai couldn't help laughing: "do you still want to deceive me? Your boy is really a wonderful flower. You still don't know when you die!"
"Try again."
Another jet of black light came out.
Boom!
It's still a piece of mud.
"Fool, is that all you can do?"
"Try again."
Boom!
Mud.
Boom!
Mud.
In the process, Lintian was in a worse situation. Although he had tried his best to dodge, he was still injured. His whole body was full of sword marks and was bleeding like a blood man.
I have to admit that the strong in Dongtian territory are really too terrible, especially when they are angry, that kind of power can't be resisted by Linghai territory at all.
Even though Lintian's talent was against the sky and his background was huge, there was a big difference after all. The power he mastered was not a level at all. There was almost no hope to fight against the cave state.
On the contrary, Qian Huai laughed wildly, and all his anger, hatred and shame were vented, so that he was not even willing to kill Lintian immediately.
It was not that he didn't hate, but that he hated too deeply. He didn't want Lintian to die so easily!
"Little bastard, come on! I see how much mud you have!"
Qian Huai smiled grimly. Half of his cheek was fried and his flesh was blurred. When he smiled, he looked terrible.
"You old bastard is really interesting and addicted to playing with mud?"
Lintian sneered.
That contemptuous look suddenly stimulated Qian Huai to almost run away. Unexpectedly, he was satirized by a little thing on the verge of death that he was playing with mud!
If this is spread, what should practitioners in the world think?
"I killed you!"
Qian Huai was angry, no longer hesitated, and used his killing moves.
"Really, try this mud first!"
Almost at the same time, a black light came out of Lintian's hand again.
Since the battle, Qian Huai didn't know how many pieces of mud he had cut. Seeing this, he almost subconsciously cut it out with a sword, without any psychological burden at all.
In other words, from all the signs just now, he had already determined that Lintian was at his wit's end and could only bluff blindly, which was very funny.
Just
When the sword Qi split out, Qian Huai had a palpitation in his heart. Soon, his face suddenly changed.
Because he saw clearly that the black light was not mud, but a bead containing surging thunder
No!
In a flash, Qian Huai was so frightened that his soul almost flew out. He was stiff and his face suddenly changed. He dared not hesitate and suddenly dodged to one side.
But his reaction was slow. He heard an earth shaking roar. The void was like a hot sun rising. It was bright to the extreme. The terrible explosive force also drowned Qian Huai's figure in an instant
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PS: it's 2 o'clock today, but I'm almost tired at the Mid Autumn Festival. At my age, I really break my leg every festival. Giving gifts is also a manual job, especially when I run to five or six relatives one day.
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