"Goblin Child, although I don't know why you look like a stupid duck, you have enough to be proud of for being able to withstand my fists for so long."
With a loud bang.
Once again, the massive iron fist, which suddenly accelerated, knocked Ya Baidi down with a single punch, collapsing a section of buildings.
In just a few minutes.
The clash between the duck and the pig has already damaged and destroyed at least a hundred buildings in this peaceful port.
The demolition efficiency is top-notch.
"Arrogance?"
"It's nothing but a minor obstacle on my path to enlightenment. Does it even deserve to bark and howl?"
Amidst the ruins.
The voice of the White Duck Emperor slowly rang out.
The next moment, a white shadow flashed out like lightning.
"White Duck... Splendid Wing Slash!!!"
Swish!
Swish swish swish....
Countless flashes of white lightning streaked across Abala's massive body, causing Abala to freeze in place.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of white light gathered from behind Abala, revealing the White Emperor of Duck standing with his wings spread, his desolate appearance as lonely as snow.
"You can die in peace now."
"Be thankful, whenever people mention my name, they will occasionally remember that the first stepping stone on my path to enlightenment was a pig."
"You, too, have every reason to be proud."
Before he could finish speaking...
Puff puff puff puff....
Abala, who stood frozen in place, suddenly had countless sword wounds burst open on his muscular body, which was ten meters tall.
Blood flowed like a waterfall.
However....
To Duck Emperor's surprise...
He didn't hear the sound of the fat pig falling to the ground.
"You dead duck...you don't actually think that this tickling-like attack can kill this old pig, do you?"
A cruel aura gradually rose from the hoarse voice.
at the same time.
The blood flowing through Abala's body suddenly froze.
It began to flow upwards in an extremely unscientific way, returning to Abala's body.
Furthermore, as the blood returned, palm-sized red scales emerged from Abala's body, covering Abala, who was only wearing shorts and covered in red fur.
Less than a second.
Abala appeared, clad in full dragon scale armor, exuding an even more terrifying aura.
"It allows this old pig to use the Dragon Armor form..."
"you...."
Abala sighed.
"Fine, you're being stubborn, I'm not going to argue with you."
The sound of bombardment rang out again.
The battle has entered its second phase.
However, this time, facing Abala, who was fully equipped with dragon scale armor, Duck Emperor's attack seemed somewhat weak.
Originally, even with a huge difference in size, the clash of hooves and wings could still result in an evenly matched battle.
At this moment, it is gradually tilting.
Even so.
Even if it falls into a slump.
Ya Baidi showed no intention of changing his fighting style, continuing with his signature brutal, back-and-forth exchanges.
A double-talented Daoist born from the blood sacrifice of millions of demons and billions of goblins.
The White Emperor could clearly sense it...
As the battle continued, the sense of oppression intensified.
A vast and boundless power is rising and blossoming deep within the bloodline.
This is also why the White Emperor of Duck, despite being able to use the demonic arts of the demon race and the artillery skills of the goblin race to fight cleverly, chose the most primitive way of fighting.
Only in this way can the power deep within the bloodline be squeezed out as quickly as possible.
That power is enough to... destroy the world!
It will be soon.
It'll be soon...
A sense of enlightenment gradually arose in the mind of the White Duck Emperor.
A mysterious and profound aura emanated from around the White Duck Emperor.
However, at that moment...
laugh!!
Just as Duck Emperor was facing off against Abala, he was suddenly struck by a silent gray shadow.
It pierced through the chest, revealing a horrifying bloody hole.
The body of the White Duck Emperor suddenly froze.
Bang!
With a slap from Abala, the defenseless White Emperor was swept away again, smashing down another section of buildings.
But this time...
Abala felt no resistance whatsoever, as if sweeping away stones from the roadside.
"Who gave you the right to interrupt my fight?!"
Abala ignored the White Emperor duck that had been swept away and glared angrily at the gray shadow that had suddenly appeared and was suspended in mid-air.
Those who come.
He was a Daoist disciple of the Holy Spirit Clan who was attempting to cleanse the human race on the Nine Provinces Continent, but unexpectedly passed through the Thirteen Provinces Continent.
Gray and eerie.
"It's not that I want to bother you, it's just that you take too long when you fight."
"If we keep fighting, that duck is about to explode."
The creature was shrouded in gray mist, obscuring its features.
Only the two characters for "Holy Spirit" on the front face twisted and undulated as the gray spirit opened its mouth.
Seeing Abala trying to attack her, Grey Spirit calmly added, "Don't forget the agreement between our two races."
"snort!"
Abala snorted and lowered his fist.
"It's just a little duck, do you really think this old pig can't beat it?"
"Do you really think this old pig can't see through that duck's intentions?"
"You guys only know how to launch sneak attacks; you don't understand the meaning of head-on combat at all."
"Speak, what is the purpose of your visit?"
In response to Abala's question, Grey Spirit turned to look at the Dog God Restaurant not far away.
Qiao Cheng exchanged a glance with Li Qingyu, who was silently watching the battle from the second floor.
"Of course, it's here to deal with the human race."
Upon hearing this, Abala also turned to look.
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