Chapter 91 Fierce Battle (Part 1)

"What's going on with you guys?" The old man turned around and saw Xu Ziye. At this time, Xu Ziye's dragon-tooth sword stabbed the old man's chest. [,

Zero distance!

However, the old man flashed, and Xu Ziye's dragon-tooth sword still stabbed, stabbed the old man's shoulder, and blood immediately splattered directly on Xu Ziye's face.

However, the old man's expression did not change. He looked at Xu Ziye and murmured: "Is the one I just destroyed a clone? No, if it was a clone, how could there be equal power? Could it be..."

As he said that, the old man pointed his fist at Xu Ziye's body and punched Xu Ziye away. At the same time, he also felt that the dead energy in his body was raging, and he was weak. It seemed that there were magic such as curses attached to the sword.

The light magic on the old man's body bloomed, and his whole person was instantly surrounded by a soft light magic. The wounds on his body healed rapidly, not inferior to Xu Ziye's regeneration ability. After reaching a certain level, as the magic ability strengthens, the power of self-recovery will also be strengthened. This is a natural law.

"I didn't expect that you, the undead, are so special. It seems that you have many adventures!" The old man shook his shoulders and looked at Xu Ziye not far away and said, "But no matter what adventures you have, I have to settle your head today. It doesn't matter. Even if there are ten or twenty clones like this, it doesn't matter. It's only a matter of time to solve it!"

"I admire your confidence!" Xu Ziye looked at the old man and said, "But I don't like to look at things too optimistically, because I don't think I can control everything. As time goes by, our vision will also change."

"You want to say, I'm too arrogant?" The old man looked at Xu Ziye and said in a deep voice.

"Isn't it?" Xu Ziye asked back.

"Of course not!" The old man looked at Xu Ziye and said, "I know my strength very well. In front of a real strong man, I am nothing, but... in front of you, I am absolutely sure!"

"So that's it!" Xu Ziye nodded and said.

"You are very strong. I think few people at the bronze level are your opponents. Even if you only have this level now, in actual combat, no one at the same level is your opponent. This is worthy of your pride for the rest of your life!" The old man then changed his mind and said, "But there is a qualitative difference between me and you, so you cannot win me!"

"Then I'll try it!" Xu Ziye shouted coldly, and instantly rushed towards the old man. At the same time, hundreds of vines extended over behind the old man and quickly wrapped around the old man.

"Children's trick!" The old man snorted coldly, and the wind speed around suddenly increased, shattering all Xu Ziye's vines. The vines behind no longer moved forward, but ejected tree species, and hundreds of tree species flew over.

However, countless wind swords appeared behind the old man, cutting Xu Ziye's tree species. Explosions sounded, and a series of big explosions appeared behind the old man. The shock wave shattered all the surrounding trees, but it did not hurt the old man at all.

The gap in strength is undoubtedly revealed again.

But, so what if there is a gap in strength? Xu Ziye has no room for retreat. If the other party wants to destroy himself, how can he retreat?

Xu Ziye roared angrily, and a sword passed by, and the sword energy rushed towards the old man. The old man broke away Xu Ziye's sword energy with one punch. Xu Ziye flew forward and stabbed the old man with a sword.

"It's useless!" The old man punched Xu Ziye, but he suddenly felt a special fluctuation.

Xu Ziye's left hand condensed a lightning spear and stabbed directly at the old man. At such a close distance, it was thunder magic again. The old man was shocked and immediately dodged.

boom!

A huge thunderstorm came, and the two of them were submerged in the huge thunderstorm.

However, after a burst of smoke, the old man was still standing, and many parts of his body were injured by lightning. There was a huge blood hole in his chest, which was quite eye-catching and bleeding continued.

Xu Ziye's body was penetrated by the old man. The old man roared, and the magic attached to his fist suddenly broke out, shattering Xu Ziye's body!

Turned into pieces again, the old man looked at the big hole in his chest and immediately treated himself. Has this undead really been destroyed?

No! Not yet!

The old man was shocked and immediately punched behind him. Xu Ziye was knocked away again, but another clone stabbed the old man.

"How many clones are there in total?" The old man looked at the two Xu Ziyes and couldn't help frowning. Xu Ziye was fine to deal with more than a dozen or twenty at this level, but there must be problems with hundreds of clones. He can even grind himself to death. Of course, he didn't know that Xu Ziye had at most five clones.

"You are so smart, why not guess what?" Xu Ziye sneered, and the sword in his hand stabbed indecently. The old man clenched Xu Ziye's sword with a fist, and another clone stabbed. The old man also grabbed the sword of the clone with his other hand!

Both clones were controlled by the old man, who sneered and said, "It's meaningless to guess that one, just kill it anyway, I don't believe you can have a hundred lives!

"I don't have a hundred lives!" A sword penetrated through the old man's chest, and Xu Ziye's voice appeared behind the old man: "I don't have that many lives, but I know you only have one life!"

"You bastard!" The old man spat out a mouthful of blood. Xu Ziye's weak curse on his sword. He didn't know how many times he had hit him. Even if the strength of both sides was so much different, he kept hitting such a curse, which had some effect.

The old man raised Xu Ziye's two clones high, turned his fist into his palm, and a strong wind suddenly hit the palm of his palm, knocking Xu Ziye's two clones away. The Xu Ziye behind him was Xu Ziye's body. Xu Ziye immediately pulled out the sword and kept a distance from the old man.

"You are so young and promising!" The old man looked at the wound on his body and couldn't help but say, "You are really worth the price!"

"I feel so too!" Xu Ziye sneered.

"But do you really think that this will defeat me? You are far from it!" After the old man finished speaking, he rushed directly towards Xu Ziye's body.

The two clones rushed over immediately, attacking the old man from left to right.

The old man's left and right hands directly transformed into a wind blade and slashed at the two clones. The shattered wind blade directly crushed Xu Ziye's two clones, and Xu Ziye's soul was severely damaged.

Chapter 92 Fierce Battle (Part 2)

"Puff!" Xu Ziye vomited blood, and two-thirds of his soul had been wiped out. Now he only has one clone left to use.

What to do? Faced with overwhelming strength, Xu Ziye doesn’t have much choice, can he run? But can he escape by himself? This is not the Sea God Temple. Faced with the completely blocked Sea God Temple, as long as he can escape, the guys inside will definitely not be able to get out, and he will be lucky enough to leave.

But now? The other party will chase him to the ends of the world, and he has no power to resist at all. What should I do? What should I do?

"Hmm? It seems that using this kind of clone will also have a lot of burden on you!" The old man was very knowledgeable and naturally understood when he saw Xu Ziye's performance: "Does the harm suffered by clones also share the burden? In this way, after you eliminate your clones, you will only have half your life left?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xu Ziye said to the old man.

"Hmph, I'm about to die and I'm still stubborn. I really don't know what to say about such a person!" The old man said lightly: "I have seen too many of them, but with your current strength, it's not easy to hurt me one after another. If we have the same strength, I think I'm not your opponent. If you let you go for a few more years, you might really surpass me, but your luck is too bad. When you meet me when you are not very strong, it's also considered that you're not lucky!"

"I can live until now. Do you think you rely on luck?" Xu Ziye looked at the old man and asked in a deep voice.

"Isn't it?" the old man said lightly: "If it weren't for luck, how could you live until now? You would have died long ago. If you met someone like me when you first appeared, I could wipe you out with my little finger. Why should I be so troublesome now? If you let a weak person like you live for so long, why not be lucky?"

"If you think so, I have nothing to say!" Xu Ziye said in a deep voice: "Whether the weak or the strong, I can never lose, because what I bear is not my destiny!"

"Don't worry, whether you or your companions, your final fate is the same. It's a pity that you were offered a reward alone, otherwise I could ask for more money from the Temple of Light!" The old man looked at Xu Ziye, and without saying a word, rushed over again, forming a wind blade with his hands, strangling towards Xu Ziye.

There was only a deep pit where the wind blade passed along the way. Whether it was a rock or something else, it was all crushed. It was possible to achieve this by relying on the condensation of magic alone, which shows how strong the old man is.

"Cleaving technique!" A sound suddenly sounded beside the old man, and many vinewood thorns suddenly pricked out of the old man's body. Suddenly, the old man's whole body was covered in blood and his body stopped.

He looked at his shadow and a wooden thorn pricked his back. The wooden thorn quickly split into branches in his body and then stabbed out from his body.

The old man did not hesitate and smashed the wooden thorn with one palm, and at the same time, he pulled Xu Ziye's clone out of his shadow.

Xu Ziye's clone immediately took back the shadow windbreaker. He only had one piece of this thing in his hand, and it was extremely difficult to find. If it was broken, there would be no place to do it.

"Dark Planting!" Xu Ziye's clone not only did not retreat, but instead moved forward, stretched out his vines with both hands and pierced into the old man's body!

The vines bloomed again, and the old man groaned, and blood kept flowing out, but the old man still did not fall!

"Ahhhhh!" The old man roared. Now he was angry and tore Xu Ziye's clone to pieces with his hands. Then he pulled out the wooden thorns and vines on his body. Blood splashed out again. Xu Ziye felt that his blood seemed to be about to flow dry.

After the old man finished all this, he was breathing heavily in his mouth. Even a silver-level master had been attacked so many times in his body, no matter how strong he was, he would be affected. The magic of the light system wrapped him up again, and the wounds on the old man's body continued to heal. Xu Ziye saw the opportunity and rushed over.

You can't wait until his injury heals!

Xu Ziye's sword was mixed with curse and sword energy and stabbed towards the old man. However, the old man just stretched out one hand to block the tip of Xu Ziye's sword. At the same time, the other hand suddenly hit Xu Ziye's abdomen. Xu Ziye flew hundreds of meters away and fell to the ground!

"Master!" Ai Meng crawled out of the deep pit and shouted as Xu Ziye's miserable state.

"You probably have no last move!" The old man looked at Xu Ziye in the distance and said, "Let me end your life! The undead!"

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly walked to Xu Ziye.

Xu Ziye supported his body with his sword, and most of his soul was destroyed, and ** was also severely injured. Although he also severely injured the old man, it seems that he could easily destroy himself even if the other party was seriously injured.

Rafi Jiwei and others watched helplessly, but could not come to rescue in time. Their opponent was also very strong. They rushed over rashly, but in the end they not only failed to save Xu Ziye, but instead died in vain.

"A blow from gods and demons!" Aimon rushed over again, and the old man turned around to block Aimon's big knife.

"I have the kind of thing to come for me!" Aimon said ruthlessly as he looked at the old man.

"I have a good momentum, but I have to think about it myself. If you are really so capable, will you beat me like that? Don't worry, I will deal with you one by one immediately. I will send you on the road together!" The old man said lightly, the air in his hand began to compress and ejected towards Aimeng's blade!

A strong shock wave was raging around, and Ai Meng's attack of the gods and demons did not work. The old man swung his fist again and was thick at Ai Meng's thigh. Xu Ziye took the opportunity to attack, but both arms were cut off by the old man with a wind knife.

The Dragon Tooth Sword fell to the ground.

"You have no choice but to do anything, right?" the old man turned around and looked at Xu Ziye and said.

The arm had not regenerated yet, and the old man pinched Xu Ziye's neck and raised Xu Ziye high, and his other hand condensed strong magic elements.

"Is there anything else I want to say before I die?" The old man looked at Xu Ziye who was unwilling to accept it and asked coldly.

However, Xu Ziye looked at the old man without saying anything, and death was approaching again!

"I've given you a chance. If you don't tell me, you can't blame me!" After the old man said that, he smashed his fist at Xu Ziye.

Xu Ziye closed his eyes.

Is it over here?
Chapter completed!