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Chapter 143 Breaking the Shield
There was a strange change in Zhu Jue's aura.

He, who was originally calm as water, suddenly seemed to boil, followed by a strong smell of blood.

Yu Fei's expression remained unchanged and was still full of arrogance, but his heart was already a little dignified.

Years of combat experience told him that the little guy in front of him at the Golden Core Realm was not just an undefeated iron bastard.

Probably a tiger that eats people.

In an instant, Zhu Jue moved.

His speed was extremely fast, his feet didn't touch the ground, as if he was stepping on the air and moving forward at a high speed.

Every time he kicked his legs, he changed his direction, and Yu Fei could barely see the reason. From time to time, a red thing flashed under the boy's feet, like a brick in the air.

It was these things that served as his stepping stones, and became the opportunity for him to toss and turn in the air.

And he found that every time Zhu Jue stepped on it, he would generate more power, and the red thing was giving him more power.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhu Jue had already arrived in front of Yu Fei.

His hands made a gesture of slashing, but Yu Fei couldn't see his weapon.

What about weapons?
He tentatively created a shield made of condensed ice around him, trying to block Zhu Jue himself.

However, in the next second, he felt a stabbing pain between his left ribs, and when he looked over suddenly, he found a sharp knife stuck there.

No, it's—a scythe!

A gigantic scythe appeared out of nowhere in Zhu Jue's hand, and the sharp blade swept past the ice shield, directly piercing deeply into Yu Fei's body.

He roared in pain, a sheet of frost covered the wound, and at the same time the sickle that appeared out of nowhere was frozen.

Zhu Jue let go immediately to prevent his hands from being contaminated by the cold air.

With a smirk, Yu Fei pulled out the sickle directly, held the handle of the sickle with his backhand and pointed at Zhu Jue, "Now, your weapon is mine."

Suddenly he felt a little surprise.

The sickle in his hand was unexpectedly light, as if it had no weight at all.

There was no aura coming from it, like an ordinary mortal weapon.

But he could clearly feel the extraordinary sharpness from the scythe, which is definitely not something that ordinary mortal weapons can possess.

But now that the weapon has been taken away, this kid must be somewhat frustrated...

Not at all!

Zhu Jue was not shaken at all, but a smile hung on his lips.

Yu Fei felt restless, not knowing what he was laughing at, and swung the sickle backhand.

He's going to cut off the brat's head!
However, the next moment, he suddenly found that the scythe he was holding in his hand was gone.

Instead, a thick blood-colored python was entrenched on his body, and a bloody mouth had already reached his face!
Yu Fei's heart shook violently, he pinched the python's head with both hands, and twisted the snake's head hard to unscrew it.

Hurriedly throwing the snake's head and body on the ground, he immediately moved away from there.

Sure enough, the moment he left, the dead python twitched again, turning into a ten-foot-tall plant and trying to swallow him in one gulp.

Once you are one step too late, you will be succeeded.

After failing, Zhu Jue grabbed the plant's waist and turned it into a long knife.

Looking at Yufei's expression, there was a joking, "Why don't you want my weapon?"

Yu Fei snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Only after seeing this did he realize that the weapon could change its shape at will, and even look like a creature.

Or, it wasn't Zhu Jue's weapon at all, but some kind of cultivation technique of his.

What kind of skill is this, it can create things out of thin air?

Not only that, but objects out of body can also manipulate their shape, which is really unheard of!

Yufei's growing desire took this kid away.

From him, he saw a great hope, if he could use it for himself, it would surely make his mandrill clan shine in the future.

But he refuses to eat hard and soft, it is really difficult to deal with.

Just when he was struggling, Zhu Jue acted again.

Still stepping on the blood-colored grid in the air, he changed direction at an extremely fast speed and rushed over.

Because Yufei's cultivation base is much higher than Zhu Jue's, he can still keep up with his speed.

But he is too flexible, even Yufei has never seen the way of fighting in the air that changes directions at will.

Even if the Nascent Soul can fly, it cannot achieve this kind of instantaneous air speed change.

It can only be said that his exercises are too convenient, which makes him greedy.

Zhu Jue's Myriad Transformation Magic Art can turn all things into blood.

If ordinary people use it, it is far from possible to have the same effect as him.

Because mortals have limits, their own blood storage is the upper limit of mortals, generally speaking, only through direct blood sucking can they continue to manufacture blood weapons.

But now Zhu Jue's body is no longer that of an ordinary person.

A body made of pure aura and blood demon fruit has almost no upper limit for blood production, and aura and cultivation can be replenished at any time and turned into blood.

That is to say-

At this moment Zhu Jue suddenly stopped in the sky above Yufei, and with another wave of his hand, a long and thin red stick appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Fei suddenly saw countless stick shadows appear out of thin air, covering the sky, and gradually the range was still expanding.

Every long scarlet stick grew and swelled, and finally hovered above Yufei's head like countless pillars of Optimus.

Yufei's previous devouring had restored his physical strength, and now he was surrounded by ice, building an ice shield for himself.

Recalling the feeling of holding the sickle before, he laughed, "Oh, it's just a bigger shape, and it's nothing but appearance!"

Zhu Jue looked at him indifferently, pointed his index finger lightly at the ground, and countless flying giant sticks smashed to the ground.

Yufei couldn't help swallowing, even knowing that this thing has no weight, such a scene is very breathtaking.

It's like being suppressed by a hundred thousand mountains, very depressing.

But he is also very confident in his ice shield, and he doesn't believe that such a paper-like thing can break it.

However, a loud "Boom!" brought him back to reality.

what is this sound?
His eyes were suddenly attracted, and they continued to widen.

On the ice shield in front of him, a pit was smashed and it was shattering.

Following the first blow of the stick, countless shadows of Qingtian sticks smashed down one after another, and smashed hard towards the tiny ice cube.

Feeling the stick's power getting heavier and heavier, Yu Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Brute force is useless, it can't kill me at all!"

"Really?" Zhu Jue's voice sounded.

Yu Fei suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and felt that the voice was so close, as if it came from the bottom of his heart.

He turned his head a little stiffly, and saw a hideously handsome face.

Moreover, there was an obvious mockery and indifference on that handsome face.

Then, a huge drill appeared out of thin air in front of Yufei.

The drill turned and directly broke through the ice shield he was so proud of!

(End of this chapter)