"Fine, though I really don't want to admit it..."
"But right now, I really can't do anything about you."
Opeia suppressed the urge that was about to burst forth again and sighed inwardly.
It has to be admitted.
While her defense was greatly enhanced due to being confined by the accessory skin, her attack power and attack methods were significantly weakened.
"so...."
Opeia chose to give up, her voice tinged with a hint of despair.
"It's time to let go of those useless egos."
"Huh!? What does fighting have to do with dignity?"
Opposite Opeia, Qiao Cheng, who was on high alert, was somewhat stunned.
The next moment, the quiet man opposite suddenly twisted his legs like ropes and began to swing them clockwise.
Smooth...silky...
Although it looks ridiculous, it has a strange kind of beauty.
In the blink of an eye.
Those swinging legs then completely turned into afterimages, becoming a terrifying propeller.
The surrounding seawater, as black as cola, was stirred into huge whirlpools by the spinning of the two-legged propeller.
"What is this... a windmill?"
Looking at the man who was driving with his lower body while his upper body remained still, Qiao Cheng couldn't quite understand it.
But a sense of crisis suddenly rose in my heart.
"Damn it, where did this monster come from? I can't damage it, and I can't escape it..."
Looking at the man with a calm expression and his sword still hanging from his nostrils, Qiao Cheng glanced again at the small pineapple sticker on the back of his right hand, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"If there's really no other way..."
Qiao Cheng clenched her fist, feeling hesitant.
As a Daoist disciple of the human race, she is not only skilled in swordsmanship and has no trump cards.
but....
Really, there's no other way but to use our trump card...?
boom!!!!!!
In an instant, a burst of cola filled the air with a deafening explosion, and Qiao Cheng, who was hesitating, saw a blur before her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, everything spun around me, and I felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Damn it... headbutt attack!"
In the instant he was thrown into the air.
Qiao Cheng noticed that the man did not use his legs this time.
Instead, it used the propellers of its legs as propulsion, tearing through space and slamming its head into her Dao Fire Shield.
And, to Qiao Cheng's surprise...
The headbutt is actually more ferocious than the leg strike!
Qiao Cheng could clearly feel that this attack had caused ripples in Qing Yu's Dao Fire.
boom!!
Qiao Cheng's flight did not stop the attack.
The head, still bearing the orange juice sword, collided once again with Qiao Cheng's Dao Fire Shield as the spiraling windmill propelled it forward.
The reason for no longer pausing.
This is because, for Opeia, the object being rammed was not herself. She felt no pain, not even a jolt, allowing her to attack with impunity.
Actually, Opeia could have done this a long time ago...
But her pride as the Queen of Blades prevented her from letting go. Once she did, she would be content to be a support...
So...unrivaled!
.................................................
Boom boom boom boom boom....
One impact after another.
The protective spirit flame that Qingyu had left for Qiao Cheng dimmed at a visible speed. After all, this was Li Qingyu's head, and the spirit flame, which hadn't even reached X-level, wasn't enough.
Upon noticing this, Qiao Cheng no longer hesitated.
A life-or-death crisis is looming...
There's really no need to hide our cards...
So....
Let's begin.
With a determined look in her eyes, Qiao Cheng's orange spiritual energy surged and emanated from her body.
The next second, amidst the increasingly violent headbutt attack, Qiao Cheng let out... the most genuine shout!
"Dad!!!"
"Help me!!!!!!!!!"
The moment Qiao Cheng finished speaking.
The sky suddenly turned white, and became whiter and brighter!
In a fraction of a second, the originally azure sky became as dazzling as a flash of light.
But the opposite is true...
As the sky shone brightly, this area of the sea was enveloped in white light.
The temperature dropped sharply.
The seawater, which looked like cola, was rapidly frozen and solidified.
The next moment.
One after another, icy black hands, interspersed with bubbles, rose from the sea and reached out to grab Opeia, who was launching a headbutt.
Bang!
Bang bang bang!!
Unfortunately, these dark hands were no match for Opeia's pendant headbutt, crumbling at the slightest touch.
But it's worth mentioning...
The spiraling windmill that Opeia had transformed into was now spinning at a slower and slower speed...
It's unclear whether it was due to the freezing weather or the result of some unseen force preventing its passage.
"My darling daughter is so amazing! It's been almost two hours before she remembered to call me 'Daddy'!"
at the same time.
A dazzling white light landed beside Qiao Cheng, stopping her from rolling around.
"hiss...."
"This... Qingyu's Dao Fire? How did it end up with you? It almost caused me to be affected."
Qiao Laobing, who emerged from the white light, looked at the pale yellow flames enveloping Qiao Cheng and rubbed his hands together with lingering fear.
fortunately....
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