Chapter 213: Trump Cards Revealed

Ambush!

Why not ambush?

Is there anything quicker than ambush?

The answer is no!

If Nie Wushuang wanted to make a quick decision and save energy, he shouldn't have put on this scene, like the masters in the martial arts TV shows in his previous life, with all kinds of slow motion and poses, looking like he was pretending.

There is no need for this at all!

Nie Wushuang is a pragmatist, and pretending is optional for him.

The reason why he put on this scene and didn't choose ambush is not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

To be precise, he couldn't do it.

Cui Mingyuan is a Tiangang Zhenren, and their realms are comparable.

Moreover, Cui Mingyuan is not an ordinary Tiangang Zhenren. As a member of a first-class family, the method of descending gods is running. Even if it is the projection of the low-level Tianshen Juling Shen, a trace of divine power can make him immune to most of the sneak attacks.

Nie Wushuang must use all his tricks, play all his cards, and be deliberate before he can take the initiative.

In other words, he must make full preparations beforehand, so that he can turn this space expanded by the strange domain into his home ground.

Just like now, he has the advantage of time, place and people.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to suppress Cui Mingyuan.

The knife missed, and Cui Mingyuan jumped forward.

In the air, he turned around and saw a ray of knife light where he had stood before. The knife light passed by, and Nie Wushuang's figure appeared.

With a thought, the giant spirit swung his axe at Nie Wushuang.

This time, Nie Wushuang did not dodge, he swung his knife forward and slashed.

Again, the same words, must be fought quickly.

If he just dodges, Cui Mingyuan can't catch him in a short time, and he can't catch Cui Mingyuan, and he can't fight quickly.

Good!

Cui Mingyuan was secretly happy in his heart.

In fact, he also wanted to fight quickly and didn't want to delay.

Although the method of summoning gods is powerful, it is not without cost to operate this magical power. When attracting the projection of the giant spirit, Cui Mingyuan himself will also be washed by the divinity. If the time exceeds the tolerance limit of the soul and body, there will be side effects.

Humanity will be swallowed and transformed by divinity.

In the end, Cui Mingyuan will no longer be Cui Mingyuan.

Without his own will, even if the body still exists, it is just a container of the gods. Just like those Huangquan messengers who attract the will of Huangquan, he will become a similar existence.

Some people are alive, but they are already dead!

The above sentence can be applied to him.

Therefore, Cui Mingyuan also wants to fight quickly.

Nie Wushuang's response is exactly what he wants. He is not afraid that Nie Wushuang will not take the attack, but he is afraid that he will dodge. Even if Nie Wushuang takes the attack of the giant spirit, it doesn't matter. As long as they fight each other, a causal relationship will be formed.

The divine power will be contaminated on Nie Wushuang.

In this way, he can't dodge even if he wants to.

Sun Blade!

A sun half red and half black flashed out from the blade of Qixuanxueyezhan, blazing and domineering, colliding with the axe chopped by the giant spirit in the void.

There was no earth-shattering roar!

Everything was silent!

The energy collided with each other, merged with each other, devoured each other, and annihilated together...

Qixuanxueyezhan, this fifth-level magic weapon, turned into powder and annihilated into nothingness in Nie Wushuang's hands.

The fifth-level magic weapon could not withstand the energy collision caused by the full-strength attack of the two.

In the air, the person was like a big bird, flying back.

Cui Mingyuan landed and looked at Nie Wushuang.

At that moment, a cause and effect bond was formed between them, and their souls and thoughts were intertwined. You are in me, I am in you, and there is no difference between you and me.

He took a deep breath, and his blood boiled.

All the energy was poured into the sea of ​​consciousness to drive the divine will.

The figure of the giant spirit god floating in front of him became particularly solid, shining with golden light, and his facial features were all lifelike.

At that moment, it was as if his real body had arrived.

Driven by thoughts, the giant spirit god flashed away.

The next moment, he pounced in front of Nie Wushuang.

Dodge?

Can't do it!

They are causally involved, and Nie Wushuang has nowhere to escape.

He must take action, must face head-on, and must resist forcefully.

Cui Mingyuan only felt that his whole body was empty, and the whole person was light and fluttering. He staggered back a few steps and barely stood still, not collapsing on the ground.

This blow, the whole body was like a thief's house.

But it was worth it!

The big thing is settled!

Cui Mingyuan didn't think Nie Wushuang could withstand his full-strength attack.

Even if he was blessed with a trace of the will of the evil god in Huangquan, it would be impossible to exert his full strength after all, and there was no way to resist the attack of the giant spirit god. After all, the foundation of the boy as a container was unstable and he couldn't bear too much power.

If the power injected by the evil god is too strong, he simply cannot bear it.

Without making a move, he will explode and turn into a ball of blood mist.

If the power injected is not enough, he will not be able to resist his attack.

You know, this attack is equivalent to one-third of the power of the giant spirit god. Even the Dharma Master must go all out, otherwise he may capsize in the ditch.

With a smile on his lips, Cui Mingyuan looked ahead indifferently.

Seeing Nie Wushuang, whose weapon was destroyed, facing the giant spirit god with bare hands, at that time, he couldn't help but think of four words in his mind.

Fighting against a rock with an egg!

Dodge?

No!

Even if he could dodge, Nie Wushuang was unwilling to do it.

The thought moved.

A red and black light flashed in the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows.

The three-legged crow flew out, its body was red, and its wings were filled with black silk threads, which was slightly different from the three-legged crow in the legend.

The three-legged crow flew towards the giant spirit.

Countless flames fell with a crow's cry and fell towards the giant spirit.

The giant spirit roared and rushed into the flames. The golden light sometimes expanded and sometimes contracted. The three-legged crow circled around the giant spirit, crows burst, and flames spewed out of its mouth from time to time, confronting the golden light.

For a time, a stalemate formed!

Blocked!

Actually blocked!

Cui Mingyuan was shocked and stunned.

Not only was he shocked because Nie Wushuang blocked his full-strength attack, but also because of the way Nie Wushuang blocked the giant spirit.

Three-legged crow?

The legendary ancient monster.

The incarnation of the Red Emperor!

You know, this thing can eat dragons, which means that it is an irreconcilable natural enemy of Long Ting.

With the fall of the Red Emperor, the three-legged golden crow has disappeared.

Why did it appear here?

Why is it controlled by this kid?

The Yellow Spring Messenger?

No!

This guy is not a tool man!

At this moment, Cui Mingyuan overturned his previous view.

Sixteen-year-old Tiangang!

It's really a sixteen-year-old Tiangang!

How could this be?

Just when Cui Mingyuan was inexplicably shocked, Nie Wushuang came out from the golden light of the flame, performed the Flowing Light Leaping Technique, and instantly appeared in front of Cui Mingyuan.

"Ancestor's blessing!"

Cui Mingyuan thought and loosened a chain deep in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A powerful breath instantly enveloped Cui Mingyuan. This was Cui Mingyuan's last trump card, a breath left in his sea of ​​consciousness by a certain Tianzun of the Cui family. It was a one-time protective breath. Once it erupted, it was equivalent to a blow from the Star Lord.

He stared at Nie Wushuang who suddenly appeared, and a sneer flashed across his mouth.

Triumphant!