"Now that you are determined to be forced, don't blame someone for being so hard on you!" Ling Feiyu used a well tried move. He clenched his right hand as if he had grasped the void, and then slowly but forcefully pulled down.
There is no sound here, but if someone else is present, there will be hallucinations, thinking that they have heard some strange tearing sound, such as the broken resin glass under great pressure, and the cracking sound is mixed with creaking.
Zhu Yanyao King's talent is a sharp weapon. He is low-key and handsome. He is powerful enough to deal with the strong people. It is possible to deal with the weak people and directly press them into meat cakes!
The guy who is suspected to be babatos is obviously a strong one. The huge pressure Ling Feiyu exerted on him did not cause him much trouble. At most, it slowed down his pace.
Ling Feiyu was stunned. He drank more forcefully. He grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and helped his right hand pull down some invisible weight. His two arms trembled violently, especially his right arm, shaking like chaff.
Also in the pressure range of the center column issued a creaking sound, spiral staircase distortion, bit by bit down.
He has already used 70% of his power. If he makes more efforts, Ling Feiyu will not be able to control the power of Zhu Yanyao king, and he will have to be attacked by himself at that time.
"Damn it..." Ling Feiyu glanced at the guy. The other party's head was to walk slowly from the stairs, step by step, and put on enough posture to force him. Even if he was almost unable to move, he still didn't move and didn't escape from the pressure range.
Ling Feiyu has seen a lot of young people like him. He feels that he was born to be forced. No matter what he does, it will be meaningless if he doesn't do it. Most of these people have no strength. Ling Feiyu is honest after a wave of abuse.
This time I met a powerful pretender, and I couldn't help him easily. Ling Feiyu withdrew his spell depressed. If we continue to fight like this, we may not be able to defeat the other side, and this pillar will be crossed first.
The two hundred meter high pillar is supported by the inner central pillar. Once the central pillar collapses, the pillar will fall.
Ling Feiyu took a few breaths. Seeing that the other side resumed his slow pace, he couldn't help it. First, he used Chinese, then eagle, then a little Gallic from Elizabeth, and then Hanshu from Heinrich. He asked the same question in different languages, "can you stop pretending to be a jerk?"
The essence of this sentence is fuckin ', but only Shenzhou dialect shows the essence, and other languages are not strong enough.
Because hawk language and Hanshu language belong to the same Germanic language family, he speaks more clearly, gallic chicken language is very reluctant, limited to slow daily communication.
The other party even replied, but he didn't understand. In a word, he didn't belong to Germanic language family or Latin language family
Ling Feiyu patted his forehead and said, "I almost forgot that King Solomon is a native. In ancient times, he was a Semitic, belonging to the Semitic language family. He didn't have a boundary with the eagle language at all!" When he thought of this, he felt as bad as eating excrement, because he always said that people were brainwashed when they saw the white headed eagle blockbuster. In fact, he was also a little bit.
When you meet people who speak a few languages, you instinctively use Eagle language to talk. This is a subtle brainwashing caused by the environment. You feel that people all over the world, the whole universe, and even different worlds are speaking Eagle language.
It's a completely subconscious, unthinking thought.
Ling Feiyu is very depressed. He doesn't know how to speak, and he doesn't dare to communicate with God. Who knows if this grandson will cheat him when he communicates with God.
"NIMA can't communicate at all! You still have to use your fists! " Ling Feiyu saw clearly that the source of his dirty magic weapon was the tentacle like fog, so he grabbed xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda with one hand, and used the magic weapon to shoot golden light from the bottom of the pagoda, and covered his grandson who was talking birds.
The other side immediately stops moving! Even the fog was dispelled by the golden light, and he was easily forced to show his original body!
"Shit! It's so easy! " Ling Feiyu was so scared that he could break the fog with the golden light of Linglong Tower“ I'm confused by the mysterious image of this grandson. What a loss of seven star sword! "
He was so angry that he wanted to use Zhuxian four swords to unload each other's arms and legs, and chop them into saozi, so as to export evil spirit for the seven stars!
Ling Feiyu fixed his eyes and saw that his opponent was wearing rags. There were few pieces of cloth hanging on him. He was probably burned by the lava just now. Let alone the green hat, he didn't even have hair.
Dirty as a rag doll, it was thrown in the garbage bin by the little owner, and spoiled for more than ten days by the estrous wild cats and dogs as self comforting toys.
To put it simply, Ling Feiyu felt embarrassed. He saw the resentment in each other's eyes, as if he was saying that I didn't do much to you. Even if you disturb me to sleep, he remade me with lava. Who did I ask to offend?
Generally speaking, the other person is a humanoid with the size of an ordinary adult male. The reason why he is a humanoid is that he has four hands, two on each side. And the eyes with long and thin pupils don't look like human beings. This kind of goat like pupil is also synonymous with devil!
Ling Feiyu made a gesture to him and crossed his hands twice, which meant that there was no truce. However, his action angered the other side. The demon man with four hands suddenly opened his four arms and fiercely beat the invisible light wall around him. The golden light cage of Linglong tower broke up instantly.
Ling Feiyu was shocked upside down by the force of anti shock. In shock, he made an urgent sacrifice to turn the seal into the size of the eight immortals table and shot it down. Just in the face of the four hands that came up from the attack, with a loud bang, he shot it down again!
It seems that the four hands don't want to force any more. Ling Feiyu is dazzled by the speed of his action. His four hands are completely out of sync, and with his two legs swinging back and forth on the stairs and walls, he dodges the attack of Zhuxian four swords.
Because the fog on his body is dispelled by the golden light, now he is not afraid of the magic weapon being polluted, but after a short fight, Ling Feiyu is more and more frightened. With the speed, strength and reaction of the body, the four damned hands can dodge calmly under the encirclement and interception of the four sword of killing immortals in the sky shaking Inca. The castrated sword of killing immortals can't get to the corner of Sun Tzu's clothes.
Ling Feiyu frowned tightly. He couldn't be defeated or communicated. It was unreasonable. For the first time, he met the green stubble with four hands.
Just as he hesitated to kill each other at any cost, four hands seized the opportunity for the magic weapon to cooperate with each other and jumped out from the gap between the sword and the sword. One hand touched the back of his waist and pulled out a short bow that looked like a child's toy.
The other two hands hold the golden wall to keep balance. The bowstring opens and condenses black arrows. The arrows aim at Ling Feiyu's heart!