One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

The tip of the spear drew a perfect curve, lightly skimming the water surface, and the sharp edge tore through the water surface, creating a ripple.

In just a few breaths, the ripples that had not yet reached his feet turned into a five-meter-high wave under the influence of the tremendous force, covering the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Hu Xiuwu with thousands of pounds of pool water and the power of fighting the waves.

Ghost Moon Sword Technique: Qingxu Zhan.

The thin sword in his hand turned into a broad and heavy long sword, and Hu Xiuwu split the huge waves with one sword, revealing the sharp and murderous stone spear hidden behind the huge waves, like the fangs of a giant beast.

The stone spear carried tremendous power. In a trance, Hu Xiuwu felt that what was in front of him was not a stone spear, but a steep and towering mountain thousands of feet high, rising from the ground. It was rushing towards him with an endless sense of oppression, making Hu Xiuwu feel uneasy. Before the stone spear even hit him, his hair stood on end and his skin was tingling.

That was Pikachu reminding him:

Boss, I can't stop this thing, you decide for yourself.

Golden light gushed out from his body like a spring, condensing into a strong shield with an amber texture in front of Hu Xiuwu. The stone spear hit the golden shield and actually made a clear and transparent sound like a gong, echoing in the valley. This indirectly showed that Hu Xiuwu's Golden Light Mantra had been cultivated to some degree, and also showed that his life cultivation had reached a new level. Zhang Zhiwei was no more than this when he was young.

But even the golden light as hard as steel could not stop the stone spears from thrusting forward. Just like an electric drill drilling through cement, it easily pierced through the golden shield.

The powerful enemy ahead aroused Hu Xiuwu's long-lost sense of tension, causing his emotions to fluctuate more intensely. It also made the Three Corpse Qi burn like a raging flame as rarely seen before, providing Hu Xiuwu with an endless supply of power.

After the shield formed by the golden light was broken, Hu Xiuwu, holding a long sword, used the Qingxu Slash technique to release three huge and extremely powerful sword energies. The three sword energies were linked together, and the latter sword energy was superimposed on the previous one, like waves higher than the last.

Youyue Sword Technique: Jade Mirror Triple Fold.

The number three holds an extraordinary status in Taoism. The Jade Mirror Triple Fold can stack the power of sword moves on each other, like endless waves. The three moves in a row can unleash a power far exceeding the power of the three separate Qingxu Slash moves.

Unfortunately, the stone spear was like a reef on the shore, indestructible. Even with the overwhelming force of the sword energy like the waves of a river, it still couldn't shake his steps forward.

The tip of the stone spear still firmly stabbed towards Hu Xiuwu's chest. Hu Xiuwu held up the golden light to resist. After the stone spear broke the golden light, it made a sharp and piercing friction sound like an electric drill, accompanied by sparks from the stone spear and armor.

Fortunately, this move was first blocked by the golden light, and then collided with Hu Xiuwu's Jade Mirror Triple Double, so its power was reduced twice. Finally, when it fell on the Panther Armor, it still failed to penetrate the armor's defense.

Fortunately, it was blocked, and it was just a basic attack!

Hu Xiuwu was so frightened that he was sweating profusely under his armor.

His strength is almost comparable to that of the Queen of Jingjue back then, but when dealing with the Queen of Jingjue, it was Hadili, who burned his life span, who withstood 80% of the attacks, and Hu Xiuwu and Tang Yifu were just two extras.

Now that Hu Xiuwu has become the main force to fight the enemy, the pressure on him has naturally increased greatly.

Taking advantage of the stalemate that lasted only a second, Wang Zhenqiu leaped into the cold pond, cutting through the water like a swordfish, and quietly swam to the masked man's feet. He unexpectedly stabbed the masked man's back with his fire spear from below, and the Hun Tian Ling in his third hand flew towards the masked man's stone spear, intending to tie him up and restrain him.

The fourth hand was holding the Qiankun Ring and smashing it at the back of his head, and the sixth hand behind Wang Zhen's ball was insidiously hiding a gold brick, intending to take advantage of the surprise to hit him with the brick!

Wang Zhenqiu alone played like four people were besieging him.

The stone spear slid in the masked man's hand, and the tail of the spear came out from the palm of his hand. He held the front end of the stone spear, swung it with all his strength, and swept it across with the back end of the stone spear.

To him, it doesn’t matter whether it’s the tip of the spear or the tail of the spear. With his immense strength in splitting mountains, he can still split a person in half even without the spear head.

Wang Zhenqiu's defense was not as good as Hu Xiuwu's. Facing the shocking blow, he could only temporarily avoid the edge, leaning backwards and sinking into the water. The Hot Wheels under his feet was like a propeller, pushing him to escape quickly.

Hu Xiuwu also took the opportunity to use the Lone Moon Flash, and like an arrow shot from a bow, he flew straight and swiftly across the lake, drawing a lightning-like trajectory on the lake surface and keeping distance.

The three people are in a straight line, Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu are the two endpoints of this line segment, and the masked man is the midpoint of this line.

The bronze masked man stood there, holding a spear in one hand, with the spear across his waist, and spoke with a hint of hesitation:

"you?"

"It seems not as strong as I thought?"

Originally, he thought that the person who set a trap here to prevent him from escaping and to capture him should be very strong, at least should be on par with him.

But this person is only at the same level as the monkey next to him. It is impossible for him and the monkey to stop me.

Could there be some mystery in this valley?

Hu Xiuwu licked his lips that were dry from excitement and said, "We are the death squad. Our main purpose is to hold you back. Soon a missile will be launched and blow us both to pieces."

His expression was sincere, as if to say, "You have to believe me."

But the masked man obviously did not believe every word Hu Xiuwu said.

"Why, do you think you are unworthy of a missile, God?"

Seeing that the masked man did not make any response, Wang Zhenqiu actually followed Hu Xiuwu's words and further provoked him. His last word "Respected God" showed no respect at all and was full of ridicule.

The masked man said coldly without any emotion: "Since you are unwilling to tell the truth, I will subdue you and then torture you to find out the truth!"

As he spoke, the stone spear in his hand exuded a chill from the inside out, and the edge of the spear tip seemed to be covered with fuzz, and was covered with a bluish-white frost like a dead person's skin.

As the sword was waved, ice crystals scattered onto the lake surface, and a layer of ice instantly condensed on the surface of the cold pond, and the ice layer continued to spread outward.

Oh my god! I haven’t seen this trick before!

Oh my god! I've never seen this trick in intelligence!

Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu were both horrified.

It was already difficult to fight, and now it has been strengthened, with an additional layer of hell on top of the hell difficulty.

The masked man shook his feet, causing the water in the pool to bounce up and turn into water droplets suspended in the air. At the same time, he turned the stone spear into a disc, and frost splashed, freezing the water droplets into ice spikes, which were shot towards Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu like a rainstorm.

Wang Zhenqiu now has three pairs of eyes and six hands. With his quick eyes and hands, he turns the Hun Tian Ling transformed from the innate Qi into a thick curtain, blocking all the icicles.

Hu Xiuwu's response was even more peculiar. His jet-black hair grew longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it reached his waist.

Then the long hair seemed to come to life and it coiled up again, forming a matte black helmet on Hu Xiuwu's head.

This is also the wonderful use of the "Huangting Sutra". In addition, Hu Xiuwu learned the method of turning golden light into objects from Zhang Huaiyi, and used golden light to bless the steel hair. The defensive power of the black hair helmet is no weaker than the pangolin armor on his body.

Hu Xiuwu didn't even move, but just endured the icicles from the sky. The icicles hit his body, making crisp crackling sounds like crystal shattering.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the masked man abandoned Hu Xiuwu and attacked Wang Zhenqiu with all his strength. In the previous fight, he had already discovered that Hu Xiuwu's defense was far superior to Wang Zhenqiu's, so he always picked the weak ones.

First defeat Wang Zhenqiu who has strong attack but weak defense, then you can slowly deal with Hu Xiuwu who is covered in thorny armor.

After the snowstorm, the biting cold winter arrived.

An ice path as wide as one person on the lake surface was rapidly approaching Wang Zhenqiu. At the end of the ice path, the masked man inserted a stone spear into the water, so that the tip of the spear was covered with a thick layer of ice with barbs on it. The stone spear turned into a slender ice mace.

The ferocious mace was more handy than the stone spear, and it brought out his tremendous power to break mountains and shatter rivers to the fullest.

Wang Zhenqiu didn't dare to touch its edge and dodged repeatedly.

Seeing Wang Zhenqiu was in danger, Hu Xiuwu wanted to help him, but it was too late for him to get there.

But Hu Xiuwu has combined the strengths of the three schools, and his moves are flexible and varied, so he is not without any solutions.

The smooth surface of the black hair helmet on his head was covered with dense spikes like an angry porcupine. The spikes drooped slightly under the control of the hair god and aimed at the masked man. Then the energy burst out like gunpowder and fired the hair needles out like steel needles.

The dark hair was wrapped in a layer of golden light, like a gilded steel needle, as thin as hair, as bright as light, as silent as the wind blowing through cow hair, and as sharp as a thorn.

When I was a child, there was an old anime called Gegege no Kitaro. The main character in the anime was a demon who was immortal and could shoot out his hair. He also had an eyeball daddy. I wonder if you have seen it.

Chapter 211 Lion Man

The gold-gilded needle was like spring rain under the sun, moistening everything silently. Only a little light on the surface could be noticed. It was as dense as a ball of fine mist, floating towards the masked man.

Like the jellyfish on the surface of the shallow sea, beautiful and deadly.

The masked man didn't even turn his head. The bronze sun wheel on his back spontaneously lit up with the blood-red light of the setting sun, and the air around him trembled due to the high temperature.

The sun wheel ignited the air, and flames grew in the sky. The clear and invisible flames were like mud at this time, being molded by the sun wheel into the shapes of young three-legged golden crows.

The Golden Crow flapped its wings and pounced forward, burning and eating the gilded gold needle like an eagle carving a snake.

Hu Xiuwu's Huangting Sutra had only been unsealed for a few months, and even his physical body had not yet reached the level of indestructibility, let alone his hair. His hair had not yet been trained to the point of being immune to water and fire, and naturally could not withstand the invasion of the hair's natural enemy, the raging flames. In an instant, it was burned into green smoke and dissipated among the mountains and rivers.

While the masked man was distracted for a moment, the experienced Wang Zhenqiu took the opportunity to loosen the Qi that supported him under his feet.

At the critical moment, he fell back into the pool, and the stone spear just passed over his lower abdomen. The stone spear exerted a strong force and tore the hem of his short sleeve into pieces.

After falling into the water, Wang Zhenqiu's six arms flapped wildly, and like a squid, he quickly shuttled to Hu Xiuwu and stood side by side with him.

The little golden crow summoned by the bronze sun wheel did not dissipate, but continued to soar in the sky. It even lifted the sun wheel, which was made of lava, from the masked man's back and guarded the sun.

Carrying the sun on his back, holding the frost in his hand.

Even a confident man like Wang Zhenqiu began to wonder in his heart, and unconsciously held the Fire Spear tightly with both hands to strengthen his confidence. The other two heads also stared at the masked man intently:

"Brother Hu, are you sure we can handle him with just the two of us?"

When playing the role of Nezha, Wang Zhenqiu seemed much more serious than usual. Even the famous naughty kids in mythology were more serious than Wang Zhenqiu. Can you imagine how naughty he usually is?

Hu Xiuwu coughed twice, and took a breath to relieve the stuffy and swollen pain in his chest. His empty left hand stroked his chest that had just been hit by the stone spear. Under the armor, it was already full of blue and purple. If he had a body like Wang Zhenqiu, even with the protection of the climbing armor, he would have broken two ribs.

He glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and said to Wang Zhenqiu, "You have to have confidence in yourself. Nezha is more famous than him."

Wang Zhenqiu paid a little attention and found that the pocket watch disappeared from Hu Xiuwu's hand. He had already looked at it twice.

When facing a powerful enemy, he still looked at his watch. Is time important? Why? Is he waiting for reinforcements, or is there something else going on in this Worm Valley?

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Glancing at the devil-like enemy across from him, Wang Zhenqiu thought to himself:

The opponent this time is a real criminal who has committed a serious crime. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a complete criminal. There is no need for two temporary workers to deal with him alone. The large space at the bottom of the pool can accommodate hundreds of people. Why are there only two temporary workers?

Could it be that he has some shady secret about Nadoutong?

All kinds of doubts in his mind were like weeds, prickling him and making him itchy, but Wang Zhenqiu still held back and did not question Hu Xiuwu right away.

The barbarian god on the opposite side can be said to have sharp ears and sharp eyes. He has experienced the power of that pair of protruding ears. In Gajia Village, one can hear his conversation at the entrance of the village, which is even more powerful than Chen Yulou's ability to smell mountains and identify dragons.

'That means he wants to delay time. He didn't tell me the details, which means the plan is still being implemented smoothly. I don't need to know the details. As long as I can survive, it will be considered a success.'

"Come on then!"

Wang Zhenqiu's old smile reappeared on his face, which contained both excitement for challenging God and anticipation for the truth.

The war started again.

This time, Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu attacked together. The two cooperated with each other and tried not to confront the enemy head-on. They used the oldest hunting method, relying on flexible movements and long-range attacks to put the prey into a state of fatigue.

In ancient times, humans used this method to hunt elephants and bison, commonly known as kite flying.

After several rounds of fighting, Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu were not seriously injured, but the aftermath of the fight between the three of them caused a major change in the field.

The deep pool was completely frozen and turned into an ice rink. One could stand steadily on it without using Qi. The ice was also covered with sword marks and large pits.

There was cold ice underfoot, and the air was not safe either. Little golden crows made of flames blocked the sky of the Insect Valley.

Yu Jingzi circled around Hu Xiuwu, but these Golden Crows were the embodiment of fire, and the deadly poison carried on the Three Corpse Needles had no effect on them at all, and the Three Corpse Needles were also unable to break the masked man's defense.

On the other hand, Wang Zhenqiu’s jelly-like companions, the Puling people, didn’t dare to come out at all.