And this golden halo?
Ying Wuque felt as if the air around him had frozen: "Zhuan, Emperor Zhuanxu's body? Are you also Emperor Zhuanxu's body?"
Ying Wuji spread his hands: "Why not?"
Ying Wuque: “…”
Everything suddenly became clear.
He asked, what kind of evil magic is there in this world that can allow a second-grade spiritual fetus to catch up with him?
It turns out that Ying Wuji is also one of them!
He felt his breath trembling: "You have hidden your cultivation, and your spirit fetus is also a holy product!"
Ying Wuji put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance: "Sacred item? I am no longer a saint."
Ying Wuque: “???”
He didn't understand why he had studied so many techniques to perform divine acts in front of so many people.
Why can’t they beat Ying Wuji?
But he was not frustrated by this. His initial fear came from the unknown. But after seeing Ying Wuji's trump card, he felt much more relieved. The seven times the strength of his true energy was enough to make Ying Wuji unable to fight back.
What happened just now is irrefutable evidence.
kill!
With the support of true energy, Ying Wuque was no longer afraid. He charged forward with an unstoppable momentum.
In front of Emperor Zhuanxu's body, all magic is redundant.
He wanted to completely defeat Ying Wuji based on his physical strength and true energy that he was so proud of!
In the blink of an eye, both sides exchanged hundreds of sword moves.
Ying Wuque no longer had the strength disadvantage this time, but Ying Wuji's sword moves made him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire. This feeling was surprisingly similar to when he faced Zhao Ning.
It was as if all of his sword moves had been predicted by him.
However, his offensive always puts him under great pressure.
Ying Wuque has practiced swordsmanship for many years and is already familiar with countless variations of moves.
But none of these changes worked.
This...how is this possible?
Zhao Ning could still explain it by saying that he had a high level of comprehension and was sensitive to murderous intent after coming off the battlefield.
Why does Ying Wuji do this?
He hadn't even been on the battlefield.
Ying Wuji frowned slightly. He took on all of Ying Wuque's sword moves. Naturally, he relied on the powerful deductive ability of Mohist deduction technique, which could calculate almost all of Ying Wuque's changing moves. This was the reason why he had a 70% winning rate in Lingwu Divine Domain.
But even so.
He only had a slight advantage.
Relying purely on calculations to master swordsmanship is indeed not the right way. In the words of the Thirteenth Master, it lacks a sense of courage.
but.
I have hung up.
Ying Wuji once again had foresight and easily blocked Ying Wuque's sword move. He did not take the opportunity to attack his weakness, but instead made a magic spell with his left hand.
Ying Wuque almost laughed: "You are also the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, don't you know that thunder magic is completely ineffective..."
"boom!"
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck from the sky.
All the muscles in Ying Wuque's body suddenly contracted. The extreme pain accompanied by the smell of burning made his body stiffen briefly.
Just a moment of distraction.
Then I saw a sword slashing towards my throat.
He blocked hastily, but it was too late.
The next moment, he felt the skin on his throat being cut by a sharp blade. Even though the runes on the Gan Wang Armor instantly emitted a dazzling bronze light, it still caused him excruciating pain. Sweat oozed from his back and seeped into the skin that was burnt and cracked by the thunder.
Painful to the bone!
He was confused.
Is this thunder magic?
Is this the thunder method that can be used in the fetal transformation stage?
Whose thunder magic could be so terrifying?
Ying Wuque was shocked: "This, this, this..."
“Tsk!”
Ying Wuji looked at him curiously: "Why is your holy spiritual fetus different from mine, which is weaker than mine?"
Ying Wuque: “???”
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
There were three more thunderbolts in succession.
Ying Wuque no longer dared to be arrogant. He recited the spell quickly, and the next moment, the robe was sacrificed, narrowly blocking the thunder.
Just as I took a breath, an eye appeared out of nowhere in my mind.
In just a moment, he seemed to have had a nightmare that was more than he had in the past twenty years combined.
The feeling of being trapped in a nightmare made him feel cold all over and he instantly forgot all the movements.
Waiting for the reaction.
There was a sharp pain in the chest and abdomen, and then the whole person flew backwards.
He knelt on the ground and vomited blood.
Ying Wuji looked at his miserable appearance, but he did not feel happy at all. Instead, his brows were furrowed.
The turtle shell is too hard.
Without the turtle shell, Ying Wuque would have died a hundred times already.
It is worthy of being a divine object nurtured by successive kings with their invincible hearts. It is indeed not so easy to break.
But in the end, Ying Wuque failed to break through the defense.
This guy.
Always waiting for the counterattack!
Ying Wuque looked at Ying Wuji with a vague feeling of despair. He had never imagined that his spiritual fetus and imperial body, which he was so proud of, would be at a disadvantage in front of Ying Wuji.
Even the pills were taken.
But he still had no power to fight back.
He held the mirror in front of his chest and sent a telepathic message: "Jiang Leqing! You useless piece of shit, are you still not well?"
Jiang Leqing's voice was also a little irritated: "I asked you to stimulate him, but it didn't work at all! Who do you think is a waste among us?"
Ying Wuque wanted to cry but had no tears.
There is still hope of winning if we fight with swordsmanship.
Isn't it uncomfortable to hurt each other with this veteran troll?
Is Ying Wuji sick?
The position of crown prince was not even as stimulating to him as Zhao Ning!
Wait, Zhao Ning...
He seemed to have thought of something.
But Ying Wuji had already arrived.
He wanted to retreat, but was struck back by a bolt of lightning.
He fell into a brief trance again, and when he came to his senses, he was pinned to the ground by Ying Wuji again.
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