The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 239 One Sword Suppresses the Sky
The Patriarch Pixiu got angry, and with that roar, the terrifying power of bone inscriptions came to kill Ye Qiu with overwhelming force.

Ye Qiu watched all this with cold eyes, he could feel that the bone inscription treasure technique of the ancestor of Pixiu was very powerful.

Its method is not comparable to that of the little Pixiu just now, under the blessing of powerful blood.

The astonishing power twisted the void for a while.

"town!"

With a sound of slamming, Ye Qiu suddenly drew his sword, Zhu Xian sliced ​​through the sky, and slashed down with his sword.

In an instant, a blood-colored sword qi slashed out, dividing the world.

The destructive sword intent struck fiercely on the bone inscription of the ancestor of Pixiu.

boom……

There was turmoil in the chaos, the two bones collided with destructive force, and the astonishing impact collapsed towards the four directions.

The onlookers present turned pale from being frightened.

"No, run quickly..."

There was a terrified scream, and those who were closer gradually understood one thing.

When the emperor fought, there was no creature within a hundred miles, let alone a duel of this magnitude.

shuh...

Terrifying power swept across, thousands of miles of mountains were instantly razed to the ground by a sword, shaking the heavens in turmoil.

"puff……"

Some creatures that ran relatively slowly were directly crushed to death by this force, and they had no power to fight back.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu deliberately went to the sky above the Xuanyu during the battle of Ye Qiu's ascension to the sky.

Therefore, in this wave of large-scale destruction, the most severely damaged area is the Xuanyu.

On the contrary, Donghuang is much more peaceful.

"Phew...it's too scary! So what Ye Qiu said earlier, he can kill immortals, wasn't he joking?"

Seeing this, Qi Wuhui took a breath, the fear coming from his heart.

Only now did he understand what Ye Qiu meant when he was on Tianling.

He said that if the immortals in the sky dare to come to this world, they will be punished.

At first, Qi Wuhui thought he was playing tricks and bragging.

For this, he also mocked him.

Unexpectedly, what he said turned out to be true. What's more, he really didn't brag, and if he said he was a fairy, he would be a fairy.

There is a fairy, he is really good.

"Mom... It seems that I have to stay away from him in the future. It's too bad. Maybe one day he will be unhappy, and he will fuck me if he wants to. Who dares to stop him."

Thinking of this, Qi Wuhui was afraid for a while.

The rest of Butianjiao were even more shocked in their hearts. No one thought that Ye Qiu could really fight an immortal.

This is the sword-wielding elder of their Butian Sect. This sword is directly famous, and their faces immediately feel full of face.

"Hey, Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, he is as tough as ever."

Just looking at the distorted void and chaos above Tianyuan, the disciples of Butian Sect were discussing with admiration.

"puff……"

After a short period of calm, the collision of two waves of forces finally led to a one-sided situation at this moment.

Seeing the ancestor of Pixiu spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ye Qiu cut him back dozens of steps, staggered and almost sat on the ground.

"No...it's impossible, how could I lose."

Until this moment, the ancestor of Pixiu still didn't believe that he would lose to Ye Qiu.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was Ye Qiu who won the battle of power just now.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe it.

Looking at the chaos, a white figure walked out slowly holding a sword.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of Pixiu's ancestor, "Damn boy, how dare you make me lose face like this, I will definitely not forgive you today..."

Pixiu's ancestor was angry, he was really angry.

Thinking that he has been in the land of Kyushu for so many years, he has never been so humiliated.

Now in this lower realm, a mole ant is actually dominating the limelight. If word of this gets out, how can he still hang out in the sky in the future?

With a loud drink, the ancestor of Pixiu burst out golden bone inscriptions again, covering his whole body densely.

It can be felt that his defensive power has been greatly enhanced again.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu frowned, the sword just now, although powerful, completely crushed the aura of the ancestor of Pixiu.

But it can't hurt him, because he is too fleshy.

Can't move at all.

Those thick scales were his best armor, even Zhu Xian couldn't pierce through it.

However, although his defense is strong, Ye Qiu is not helpless.

Because just now, Xun Wukong handed in a full score test paper to Ye Qiu.

"Boy, I admit that you are really strong, but...it is not so easy to defeat me."

Bone inscriptions are densely covered all over the body, the ancestor of Pixiu said disdainfully: "No matter how many methods you have, you can't break my defense."

Pixiu's ancestor laughed wildly, as long as his defense is in place, no matter what method Ye Qiu uses, he can be invincible.

This is the benefit of Immortal Physique and the gap between them.

Relying on a fairy sword and a celestial trick, he might be able to gain the upper hand for a while, but it still can't change the situation.

Zhu Xian?

It's easier said than done.

"is it?"

Facing his self-confidence, Ye Qiu smiled evilly and gradually became reckless.

Pixiu's ancestor didn't know why he laughed, but he could feel that he was humiliated again.

The majestic giant in the sky was humiliated by a human ant repeatedly, and suddenly became furious.

"I want your whole world to be buried with my descendants..."

With a roar, the ancestor of Pixiu suddenly opened his mouth wide, and in an instant...a force of devouring heaven and earth rushed towards his face.

This power is hundreds of millions times more terrifying than what little Pixiu used just now, directly covering the entire Eight Desolation.

At this moment, everyone panicked.

"No, I don't want to die..."

No one expected that the ancestor of Pixiu would be so crazy, he was enraged, and wanted to kill everyone in the eight wastelands to vent his anger.

Swallowed by this terrifying force, no one could resist, and it flew towards his mouth uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu's eyes brightened, knowing that the only key point that can determine the outcome has come.

The moment when the ancestor of Pixiu opened his mouth and performed the precious art of Pixiu.

Ye Qiu raised his right hand lightly, and six emerald-like steel needles suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!"

Seeing this familiar Xiantian Lingbao, Lianfeng's heart trembled. She also had six rainstorm pear blossom needles in her hand, which were the same set as the six in Ye Qiu's hand.

This treasure was given to her by Ye Qiu as a token of love. She cherished it very much and rarely used it.

Seeing Ye Qiu sacrifice these six needles now, his heart trembled involuntarily.

What is he going to do?

Soon, Ye Qiu answered her doubts.

I just saw a wicked smile on his face, and he gradually became presumptuous.

Looking back, Qiankun Wuji instantly cast his hand, pinched it up, and fused the six Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles into one.

"That's it!"

With a cold snort, the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle shot straight towards the mouth of the Pixiu ancestor.

Faced with Ye Qiu's strange behavior, Pai Xiu's ancestor was very puzzled, not understanding what he meant by using these six steel needles.

Did he think that these thin and short needles could hurt me?
Just kidding, it's so short, the shit I poop is hundreds of thousands of times bigger than it, so I don't feel it at all, okay?

(End of this chapter)