Fire Phoenix Burns the Sky: Ms. Heaven-defying Useless Material

Chapter 403 Today Is Me, Tomorrow Is You
It was the first time for Chu Liyue to see the real Qinghui using a weapon.

Back in the mirage bead's illusion, she had seen Ye Qinghui in red using Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the beasts besieging him were stabbed to death and smashed into the air.

However, Qinghui had never used a weapon in front of Chu Liyue. No matter who he was dealing with, he would lightly lift his big hand and finish the opponent lightly.

Today, in the guarding mountain mausoleum, facing Tu Fangtie, one of the three great emperors of the past, Qinghui took out his Fangtian painting halberd for the first time.

If it is said that when Ye Qinghui in red was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, his red robe was like fire and full of vigor, then when Qinghui in black robe was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he was as dense as night and as murderous as a sea.

The Fangtian painting halberd in Qinghui's hand looked very heavy, and when it was dragging and walking on the ground, you could see sparks from the point where it was in contact with the platform.

Tu Fangtie saw Qinghui dragging Fang Tian's painted halberd towards him step by step, he had already let out a loud roar, and unscrupulously released his profound strength with all his strength.For him, since he had reached the last step anyway, it would be better to fight hard and die under Ye Qinghui's hands than to be completely wiped out by the thunder!

His burly body seemed to have turned into that gigantic lightning knife. His whole body exuded a sharp aura that made the skin feel prickly, wrapped in countless thick or thin lightning lights. He jumped up from the ground, and then slammed into the air Slashing downwards, towards the top of Qinghui's head!

The electric light illuminated the surroundings like daylight. At that moment, it seemed that the whole world disappeared, and only this knife filled the entire space.

However, where there is light, there must be darkness.

Where there are shadows, Qinghui is already invincible.

Qinghui curled up her thin lips, with a slight sarcasm hanging from the corner of her mouth.The shadow under his feet trembled slightly, as if trying to restrain himself, not to stretch out his tentacles to deal with this dying ghost.

Because he wanted to beat this person who dared to hurt Chu Liyue to death himself!

Fang Tian's painted halberd in Qinghui's hand swung fiercely, and hit Tu Fangtie who was flying in the air heavily!
When there was a clatter, the loud sound of gold and iron colliding echoed in the space. Fortunately, Chu Liyue reacted quickly enough to protect her ears with profound strength, otherwise just this one sound would be enough to make her deaf for a long time.

Qinghui doesn't want to use his shadow space now, the anger in his heart needs to be vented, and only this most primitive fighting can satisfy him.

Fang Tian's painted halberd weighing more than [-] catties slammed on Tu Fangtie's body, sending him flying backwards, but it didn't seem to cause any harm to him.

Tu Fangtie's body became more and more transparent, coupled with the silver-white electric light around his body, his whole body seemed to melt in the electric light, turning into a ball of dazzling white light.

The white ball of light hovered in the air, jumped onto the dome again, and fell straight down from the sky, like a cold and hard boulder falling from a cliff, without fancy or arc, directly hitting the top of Qinghui's head.

Qinghui didn't have any intention of dodging at all, he stood in place, remembering how Chu Liyue stood in place to fight against Tu Fangtie, who was far stronger than her, in order to protect him.

The anger in his heart kept burning and could not be extinguished at all.

Only by using Tu Fangtie's life can it be extinguished.

Qinghui waved the huge Fang Tian painted halberd, but he couldn't tell it was heavy at all. Instead, it made a sharp chirping sound in the air like a lightning bolt, and hit Tu Fangtie again without hesitation.

Tu Fangtie had already been sent flying once, and this time he had already prepared for it. The seemingly direct attack actually concealed dozens of changes.He was a sword himself, his whole body was filled with strong sword energy, and profound energy spewed out in all directions following his impact.

However, under Qinghui's simple and brutal blows, Tu Fangtie found that all his changes were meaningless, because Qinghui had no intention of competing with him at all.

He just crushed Tu Fangtie with pure strength.

The gap between the current Tu Fangtie and Qinghui has widened infinitely, and he is no longer the Overlord Sword Emperor who could stand side by side with Qinghui back then.

It was only now that Tu Fangtie realized that his profound strength was really far behind Qinghui's profound strength!

Why, after more than 1000 years of death, he tried all kinds of methods but was still weakening day by day, while Qinghui was able to retain almost the same strength as when he was at his peak!

Tu Fangtie found sadly that all his plans were completely unfeasible in the face of Qinghui's strength that completely crushed him.

I'm afraid Qinghui should have already discovered this.

But just as Tu Fangtie knew that Chu Liyue was only a teenage girl but still attacked her, Qinghui would not let Tu Fangtie let him go because of the weakening of his current strength.

Fang Tian's painted halberd kept getting bigger in front of Tu Fangtie's eyes, as if he had already arrived in front of Tu Fangtie in just a flash.All directions were blocked, and the mysterious power seemed to be endless, wave after wave rushed towards Tu Fangtie, who was already getting weaker and weaker.

Tu Fangtie felt like he was the last falling star in the night, although he tried his best to maintain it, he was powerless to recover.His heart is full of desolation, he feels that the hero has come to an end, and the tiger has fallen into peace, which is his current situation.

Even a little girl who is only in the realm of Huazhu can fight him and lose both, and in front of Qinghui, who was once equally famous, he is as small as an ant.

In front of Qinghui, Tu Fangtie was just a little dazed, and was slashed on the body by Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Fang Tian's painted halberd carried a huge force of strong wind and profound energy, and the curved blade cut into Tu Fangtie's transparent body. The sharp profound energy and the sharp snow blade impacted Tu Fangtie's ghost together, tearing his ghost apart continuously, layer by layer. Layers penetrate deepest.

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Although it was a ghost body, Tu Fangtie also felt great pain and fear in front of Qinghui's attack.

He couldn't figure out why he was not afraid of life and death when he fought the Beast Race Emperor 500 years ago; but now, when he thought of death, he was filled with fear, and he was willing to endure for more than 1000 years.

Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced through Qinghui's body, Tu Fangtie did not bleed, but his body became more transparent, as if it would disappear after a gust of wind.

Tu Fangtie could feel that his profound strength was continuously draining, and he seemed to have seen his end.

Qinghui's face was ice-cold, Fang Tian drew out his halberd suddenly, and then hit Tu Fangtie with a backhand, hitting Tu Fangtie into the air again.

Tu Fangtie was already unable to control his body.

When he finally slammed heavily on the scorched mausoleum wall, a question inadvertently emerged in Tu Fangtie's mind: If he knew that the past 1000 years of patience and cultivation were in vain, would he start from the last stage? Choose to disappear quietly from the beginning?

Sliding along the wall to a scarred platform, Tu Fangtie found that Qinghui's blow had caused extremely strong damage to his ghost.

At this time, the electric light on his body is getting darker and darker, but his body is becoming more and more transparent. Anyone who sees him knows that he is not long.

He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a hey laugh: "Ye Qinghui, today is me, tomorrow will be you."

It is often said that the Skynet is full of recovery, and it is sparse but not leaking.Is he probably the fish that almost escaped but was finally caught again?Ye Qinghui, who had been buried in such a luxurious mausoleum, must have died in the decisive battle between the human race and the beast race, right?
Although it was Tu Fangtie who was discovered by Tianlei today, he didn't believe that Ye Qinghui could really escape the search of Heaven's Dao and come back to life from the dead!

The sarcasm on Qinghui's face became more obvious, but he didn't refute at all, he just looked at Tu Fangtie coldly, and took two steps back.

Tu Fangtie suddenly felt something, he leaned against the wall, raised his head and looked up.

A thunderstorm exploded above the dome of the mausoleum, and purple lightning flashed, completely illuminating the dome that had been pitch-black.

The purple electric light as thick as a bucket carried endless power and destructive aura, unstoppably broke through the heavy defenses guarding the mountain mausoleum, and descended on Tu Fangtie's head brazenly.

When the breath of death approached, a picture suddenly appeared in Tu Fangtie's mind:
As if in a mist, a slender hand stretched out from the white mist, and pinched an extremely mysterious formula.

The postures of the five fingers are constantly changing, which makes this hand full of fascinating charm, making people want to devote their whole soul to it.

Whose hand is this?A question appeared in Tu Fangtie's mind, why did he see such a picture at this moment of dying?
However, the answer to this question could no longer be found. The aura of rage and raging emanated from the purple sky thunder, and it struck Tu Fangtie in an instant.

When the purple lightning disappeared, Tu Fangtie was no longer on the floor in the corner.

Qinghui stood on the spot, sighed silently, put away Fang Tian's painting halberd, and beckoned to Chu Liyue behind him: "Come, practice."

Chu Liyue also felt that the profound energy in the air suddenly became very strong, and guessed that it was probably because after Tu Fangtie was struck to death by the sky thunder, the profound energy in his body decomposed and returned to the purest profound energy, and stayed here.If you don't take the time to absorb it, the profound energy will slowly dissipate.

She didn't say much, and immediately closed her eyes to meditate, and performed the Haichao Qingyin Kungfu, and the profound energy flowed into Chu Liyue's body obediently like the most gentle water in a river.

But in half an hour, Chu Liyue's injuries were basically healed, and Zi Yan also recovered eight or nine points in the Xuanqiao Cave.

Seeing that Chu Liyue finished training, Qinghui took another look at the huge bronze coffin that was overturned on the ground, turned around and turned into a black tiger, and walked in front of Chu Liyue.

Chu Liyue suddenly remembered the first time she met the little black tiger, she bent down with a smile and reached out to hold the black tiger's front paws: 【I am your master. 】

Heihu's dark animal eyes were smiling: [Then, master, we can go. 】

The mausoleum has already been opened a big hole by the thunder, the formation has failed, and the death energy permeating the tomb has been suppressed by the masculine energy of the sky thunder, and almost lost most of it. The remaining white mist is shrunk in every dark corner, There was no movement.

With Chu Liyue on his back, the black tiger flew up with flapping wings, passed through the bright hole above his head, and flew out of the mausoleum.

Chu Liyue bowed her head and looked back, feeling emotional.

At this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and grabbed Heihu's hair: 【Qinghui, look! 】

There was a huge vibration from the inside of the guarding mountain, and soon, branches exuding lush greenery came out of the guarding mountain!
(End of this chapter)