By changing his body shape, he hastily dodged Ying Wuque's sword energy, and also found a gap to take the time to strike out a few thunder spells.
The two brothers chased each other.
The figures were always about ten feet apart.
Sword energy and thunder magic were thrown at each other, and both of them were slowly injured, but no one could do anything to the other.
Ying Wuque cast various spells to hinder his movement, but strangely enough, none of them worked.
"this……"
Ying Wuji is not that strong, but he uses the Seven Star Steps too skillfully!
Can't catch up.
Can't kill.
And there will be many shameful operations later.
Ying Wuque didn't wait any longer and took out the Ganwang Bell from his waist.
The true qi is urging.
The palm-sized Ganwang Bell suddenly became as huge as a palace and filled the entire Hanguang Formation in the blink of an eye.
"receive!"
Ying Wuque grinned fiercely, and slammed the Ganwang Bell down, locking both brothers inside.
Outside the Hanguang formation.
Countless people exclaimed.
Ah this!
Is this really going to cost someone his life?
Zhao Ning's expression also changed drastically, and he quickly looked at Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji also looked unhappy, but he shook his head at her. His external incarnation was on Ying Wuji, and he could still sense it. If Ying Wuji was really in danger, it would be impossible for him not to be able to activate his incarnation.
It's just the situation here.
It seems a little out of control.
Inside the Qianwang Bell.
Ying Wuji stopped running because he felt his body was somewhat stagnant inside the Ganwang Bell.
"Run! Why don't you run anymore?"
Ying Wuque had a ferocious look on his face, and walked towards Ying Wuji step by step: "Did you enjoy scolding me just now, my good brother!"
“It’s not pleasant!”
Ying Wuji smiled slightly: "You are a bastard who was born by your mother but raised by no father. You can only grow up relying on your cuckold uncle. I can scold you a hundred times."
Ying Wuque sneered. This was the second time he was scolded like this, but he was not that angry anymore.
He snorted, "Although the interior of this Qianwang Bell is large, it is not a place where you can take shortcuts. You can only fight in close combat. What do you think your chances of winning are?"
"Only close combat?"
Ying Wuji grinned: "That's great!"
After saying that, he raised his sword and attacked.
Oh!
You really dare to come!
Ying Wuque swung his sword and slashed forward.
He had already foreseen the result. When the two swords collided this time, Ying Wuji's wrist would break and the sword would fly out.
Even Zhao Ning, who had a first-grade spiritual fetus and the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, could not withstand it.
How dare you?
However.
"when!"
There was a loud noise.
Ying Wuque only felt a sharp pain in his palm and the sword slipped out of his hand.
The strength of both swords was similar, but the strong true energy attached to Ying Wuji's sword was so terrifying that he couldn't stop it at all.
“Bang!”
The pulley sword fell to the ground.
Ying Wuji also threw his sword aside.
Rushed straight up.
Very fast.
The punch was extremely heavy.
It hit me directly in the stomach.
Ying Wuque was unable to defend himself and felt his internal organs all twisted together. He lay on the ground with his body curled up like a shrimp.
Severe pain!
He was confused!
What's going on?
I am the holy spirit fetus, and the body of Emperor Zhuanxu.
Why did I lose to him?
Is this a dream or an evil practice?
In a trance.
Ying Wuji was already riding on him and punched him in the face.
Then, red blood filled his eye sockets along with the pain as if his skull was being torn apart.
One punch.
Another punch.
"It's your holy spiritual fetus, right?"
"You are the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, right?"
Ying Wuque: “…”
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