"This...this is impossible!"
Zhou Xiong's hand holding the long sword was trembling, and he was breathing heavily with disbelief on his face.
Even though he was a fifth-level True Profound Realm expert, his Profound Power was still limited, and the enormous consumption from continuously using martial arts techniques had already made him show signs of fatigue.
"Zhou Xiong, you can't kill me."
Di Moyu looked up at the sky, swallowed the last egg, and stared coldly at Zhou Xiong.
He was clearly an eleven-year-old boy, but in Zhou Xiong's eyes, he seemed to be Wang Zheng looking down at him with disdain.
"Today, you must die!"
Zhou Xiong knew that the moment had come and he could no longer hold back his strength. This young man was simply monstrous and abnormal. No matter the cost, he had to kill him!
He really didn't expect that he would have to use all his strength to deal with just an eleven-year-old boy!
"To die by my third move is an honorable death!"
Zhou Xiong roared, giving Di Moyu no time to catch his breath, brandishing his longsword and shouting, "Profound-rank martial skill, Profound Gang Blade Technique, Third Form, Heavenly Net!"
"Whoosh..."
The blades, even denser than the Blood Dance Blade, intertwined to form an impenetrable net that descended upon Emperor Moyu.
This time, Di Moyu has absolutely no way to avoid it.
Upon hearing this move, Zhou Xiong immediately knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his knife, sweating profusely and panting heavily.
His internal energy was almost completely depleted, but his eyes were filled with a wild joy as he looked at Di Moyu.
This time, this kid is definitely going to die!
"Is this kid still not done?"
Seeing this, even the heavens and earth grew anxious, frowning as they looked at the faintly visible lightning in the clouds.
"Senior Brother!"
"Young Master Di!"
Ji Fanya and Jin Yue both had bloodshot eyes and were so nervous that they almost bit their lips until they bled.
Looking at the net of knives in front of him, Di Moyu hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took out the last ten pieces of chicken skin.
This chicken skin increases defense.
Di Moyu, who is a germaphobe, really disliked this chicken skin, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat it.
Right now, the lightning hasn't fully formed yet, so he can only rely on his defenses to hold out and buy time.
"Sizzle..."
When the black sword, with its inky energy shield, clashed with the blood-red blade net, countless sparks erupted at the point of contact.
"uh-huh!"
However, even though Di Moyu had used all his strength, the blade net was getting closer and closer, and the energy shield was decreasing at a visible speed.
"Hahaha, kid, you won't escape my third move this time!"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Xiong stood up and burst into loud laughter, "Don't worry, I'll send your little buddies down to see you soon!"
"Pfft..."
Just then, Di Moyu's expression suddenly changed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The energy shield quickly became transparent, looking precarious and as if it could shatter at any moment.
"Why isn't this kid ready yet!"
Tian Di was so anxious that he kept spinning around in place, muttering to himself, "Did I overestimate his abilities?"
"Click..."
Finally, the first crack appeared on the energy shield, and then quickly spread.
"Perhaps, it's too late."
Watching the cracks gradually appear on the energy shield, Di Moyu gave a bitter smile, turned his head, and looked at Jun Feijue with a resolute expression in his eyes.
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