Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1254 Counterfeiting Power
Yes, the worry expressed by Yi Xiaoyao was not because he was afraid that the pheasant spirit's sky-swallowing body would be too scary after it broke out, but because he was worried that the opponent's sky-swallowing body would not be able to withstand his next attack after the outbreak.

This isn't a ridiculous worry, nor is it contradictory.

Because the stronger the pheasant spirit is, the more eager Yi Xiaoyao will be to get the Sky Swallowing Battle Body.

Moreover, what he just said about practicing hands is not because he has been hiding it all the time before.

The mobilization of all domineering fusion into one, this kind of truly thorough fusion is also something that Yi Xiaoyao has slowly realized in the battle just now.

Now, he really wants to try this new comprehension, just how powerful it is.

boom!
The beam of light blasted by the pheasant spirit exploded and dissipated in an instant under the burst of unparalleled domineering, and the pheasant spirit was blasted away by Yi Xiaoyao again.

But he was not injured by it. He looked at Yi Xiaoyao who was in a strange state from afar, and narrowed his eyes tightly.

The feeling of all kinds of domineering being completely fused is beyond words, Pheasant Ling only knows that under such a fusion, Yi Xiaoyao has become really strong!

"No wonder he's always been so calm."

After muttering to himself for a while, Pheasant Ling took a deep breath, looked at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "If that's the case, I'm also curious, whether it's your domineering power or my fighting body that's better. "

Even so, Pheasant Ling is still very confident, just like Yi Xiaoyao has always been so calm.

In this way, the two guys who were both confident and calm towards themselves came towards each other for the last time and met in one place.

This time, the three swirls in front of the Pheasant Spirit's chest have rotated to the extreme, looking like three bottomless abysses.

Obviously, he mobilized all the energy swallowed and accumulated in the vortex before, which is more terrifying than the punch just now.

As for Yi Xiaoyao, the domineering unique luster on his body was constantly flowing, and in his deep eyes, at the moment when the opponent's punch that burst out with a black beam of light became bigger and bigger, he also punched out.

He didn't use a sword, because he didn't think it was time to use a sword, or in other words, he didn't think it was necessary to use a sword against such an opponent.

This is also Yi Xiaoyao's confidence in his new comprehension, even though he knows that the Pheasant Spirit has gone all out at this moment.

However, the two of them agreed on one thing, and that was this punch, which was the last fight between them to decide the outcome.

hum!
A wave of terror to the extreme spread in all directions at the moment when the two figures turned into almost one figure.

The surrounding mountains and rivers, like a landscape painting dropped into the water, collapsed into nothingness in an instant.

But there is no sound that echoes the change of the scene, not even the sound of splashes caused by falling into the water.

I don't know if it was because everything was broken and there was no medium to transmit the sound, or because all the sound was swallowed by the pheasant spirit's punch full of devouring power.

The sky and the earth are white, and everything is silent.

There is only a little black halo in the sky.

That little black halo is Yi Xiaoyao and the pheasant spirit.

Both of them were in a black halo, and the winner had not yet been decided.

"Do you know why my Spirit Devourer was wiped out?"

Pheasant Ling looked at Yi Xiaoyao whose fist was intersecting with his own in front of him, and spoke mysteriously.

Yi Xiaoyao shook his head: "Not interested."

Seemingly not expecting Yi Xiaoyao to be so ignorant, Pheasant Ling was a little disappointed, but he still said to himself: "Because as long as there is one person from my Spirit Devourer Clan, then all creatures in this world will be destroyed by us sooner or later." Devour, including other clansmen in my clan!"

"That is to say, the spirit devourers were exterminated not because of other people, but because you exterminated your own race."

Yi Xiaoyao knew what he was talking about, looked at the other party's evil eyes that seemed to be hidden in the deepest part, but chuckled: "You are so weak after devouring the whole clan, are you a nest of ants?"

Hearing these words and feeling the contempt and irony towards him, Pheasant Spirit's face instantly darkened.

Although he did devour his own race, he has always held a respect for those clansmen, because those clansmen made him so powerful.

The strength he is proud of now is still considered weak in Yi Xiaoyao's mouth, and even those clansmen he respects are all jokingly called a nest of ants by Yi Xiaoyao, as if they hit his Ni Lin instantly.

Now that he has come to this point, and has revealed a secret that only the dead can know, the pheasant obviously does not intend to continue to pretend.

Among them is his ferocity, his anger, his evil face.

"To be honest, I have devoured a few of those who practice domineering, and the taste is extremely unique. Once you eat too much of some delicacies, you will be contaminated with that taste."

The pheasant spirit looked at Yi Xiaoyao seriously, licked the saliva that was so exaggerated that his jaw was already full, grinned and said: "Your domineering is so rich, if I swallow you, I think I can finally control this unique thing in the world. power!"

Seeing such a face, Yi Xiaoyao's heart moved slightly, he felt that this guy was the same as the blood glutton in his Bloodletting Sword.

But then he shook his head at Pheasant Ling with some disgust. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this guy was more like a sick mad dog.

At least, Blood Glutton will not be like the guy in front of him, the saliva will flow down his own arm and onto Yi Xiaoyao's arm.

Sensing the disgust in Yi Xiaoyao's gaze, Pheasant Ling not only didn't get angry, but smiled even more excitedly.

At the same time, under the three vortexes on his chest, a blood-colored vortex actually emerged, which contained a very strong domineering spirit.

These domineering, with the rotation of the bloody vortex, continue to become more intense!
That's right, in the short moment of talking with Yi Xiaoyao, besides resisting Yi Xiaoyao's domineering fist with the burst of power from the Sky Swallowing Battle Body, Pheasant Spirit is still frantically devouring Yi Xiaoyao's domineering power!
"Hey, I'm not familiar with this newly realized domineering fusion now. If you can unleash the true power of the Sky-Swallowing Battle Body, maybe my Domineering is really not a match for your Sky-Swallowing Battle Body."

Yi Xiaoyao sighed softly, as if he was stating the facts, but also as if he was in danger for himself.

"I can't unleash the true power of the Sky Swallowing Battle Body?"

There was a smile and sarcasm on Pheasant Ling's face. Under his natural strength of the Spirit Devouring Clan, the Heaven Swallowing Battle Body was tailor-made for him!
Yi Xiaoyao ignored the other party's sarcasm, and nodded solemnly. Immediately after that domineering right arm, a black attribute power surged out in vain—the power of devouring!

"Because the devouring power needed for cultivating the Heaven-swallowing Battle Body is not your disgusting counterfeit power!"

(End of this chapter)