Dream Picking Records

Chapter 336: Battle of Destiny 1

"As expected of you who fought till the end in the secret realm, you really have some courage. But if you haven't reached this realm, no matter how talented you are, you are nothing but an ant!"

Mr. Chen put away his imposing aura, raised his hand and slapped him. The seemingly light attack was almost as powerful as the full-strength attacks of those men just now.

“It’s just the first level of destiny, nothing more than that.” Wang Xiao waved his spear to break it. He felt its power and found that it was not as powerful as Xianshenhu and Liu Ci who fought with him.

"Humph, you'll cry soon."

Mr. Chen said he looked down on him, but silently took out a long sword. The sword was three feet long and the color of blood.

"The blood of the entire village has gone into the bellies of my two babies. Today I will send you to a reunion!"

Wang Xiao became furious and swung up the big black sword to hit it, but the opponent did not dodge and blocked it with his sword.

The sword first bent, and then strangely began to rebound, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it.

"What a strange weapon."

"Hey, I know you're physically strong, but how can I dare to fight you if I don't have any countermeasures?"

With a wicked laugh, Mr. Chen pushed Wang Xiao away and slashed his throat with his backhand.

Just as he was about to feel proud, a shiny gun tip came down from behind him. It turned out that it was just an afterimage left by Wang Xiao.

His hat was split open by a bullet, revealing the ugly face underneath.

"Your heart is evil and your face is even uglier. No wonder you wear something to cover it up." Wang Xiao disdains personal attacks, but the guy in front of him has blood on his hands, which is really hateful.

"I am going to kill you!"

Mr. Chen was very concerned about his appearance, and his temperament changed drastically after he revealed his true appearance. His appearance was damaged because he practiced evil methods, and no matter what method he used, he could not restore it except to give up all his cultivation.

When he got angry, dozens of purple spots on his face were emitting evil spirits. His two fingers slashed across the sword, and the blood-red sword suddenly made the terrifying sound of evil spirits fighting for food.

Wang Xiao twisted his wrist and injected the power of flying immortal into the gun.

"Flying Fairy from the Sky? The aura is even purer. Haha, you are worthy of being the one Louwai Yuntian specifically asked to protect. Let me see for myself, is your flying fairy more celestial, or is my evil ghost more evil!"

Mr. Chen thrust out with his sword, and a group of evil ghosts appeared in the air, roaring and slashing at him with knives.

As Wang Xiao fired his gun, all the evil spirits were killed by the fairy light, and the sky became clear and bright.

He opened his mouth and whistled out a string of lightning. Mr. Chen hurriedly used his skills to evade. At the same time, Wang Xiao used his magical skill of hiding his shadow to escape.

Mr. Chen was panicked for a moment, then turned his head and stared at Feng Tingyun in the distance. He swung his sword directly at the opponent to force Wang Xiao out.

However, he underestimated Wang Xiao's cognition and battlefield judgment.

This is not a competition in the arena, but a fight of life and death. As Feng Tingjun is his weak spot, he naturally has to protect her.

Wang Xiao stepped out from the space in front of Feng Tingyun and punched Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen had anticipated this and stabbed Wang Xiao in the heart with a sword.

"This isn't an afterimage!" He was about to laugh, but his facial expression suddenly stopped, "No!"

Did he realize where the weapon in the other person's hand was?

Suddenly, another Wang Xiao appeared from behind him and shot him in the abdomen, which was because he dodged quickly.

Mr. Chen covered his wound, his pupils shrinking sharply. He didn't understand why two identical people appeared.

Before he could think carefully, the two Wang Xiaos had already formed a double-team around him, ready to take his life while he was sick.

While resisting, Mr. Chen also revealed the secret of the long sword in his hand. Countless tentacle-like things appeared on the sword, and each tentacle had a small mouth. It was they that helped him absorb Wang Xiao's attack and bounce it back.

"Let me see how much you can swallow."

Wang Xiao used his four hands and moves non-stop, and his attacks poured down on the sword like a storm. Even the nine-headed divine bull behind him could not stop him.

Mr. Chen was secretly shocked. Each blow from the opponent was like a mountain, as if he would never get tired and had endless strength. And he was facing two people with no difference in strength at the same time. Although the sword could absorb the force, there was still a small part that he could not take on and had to share it himself.

Mr. Chen was overwhelmed, his hands were numb, and he made a defensive mistake, which was caught by Wang Xiao, who kicked him in the waist.

This kick can easily pierce through gold and split stone.

He only heard something breaking. It wasn't a bone, but something like protective gear. However, he was still impacted and flew towards another Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao smashed the long sword with his gun, and the long sword finally couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces with a wail. In an instant, blood flowed all over the ground, soaking the ground red.

Chen Gong threw away his sword and fled far away, standing high in the sky looking down at him. The ferocious beast that was a hybrid of a wolf and a tiger ran to the sky and hid behind him.

"Everyone who has seen my true face is dead, and you are no exception!" His face became more and more gloomy and terrifying. "I was just playing with you before, but now I'm serious."

"The ghost head is coming!"

He just shouted loudly, and a large number of Daos intertwined in front of him. A door that seemed to lead to the ghost world was opened.

Compared with the attacking techniques in the Hedao period which are mixed with the Dao principles, only when one enters the Tianming realm can one be considered to have successfully integrated with the Dao and begin to exert the power of the Dao principles in a true sense.

Therefore, every one of the one in ten thousand who has entered this realm is considered a chosen one by God, and they are all worthy of being called the ancestor.

Wang Xiao did not underestimate it. Even though the magic spells used by the opponent might lack power, their strength could be greatly improved with the blessing of the Tao.

Of course, there are many aspects that can improve the strength of a move, including the degree of control over the concentration of spiritual energy, the control of mental strength, and personal understanding.

After reaching the end of the road, he blazed a new trail and made breakthroughs in every aspect. This is the fundamental reason why he is invincible in his level so far and can challenge across boundaries.

From the gate, a ghost leader wearing Netherworld armor and holding a heavy bone sword slowly walked out.

It is two meters tall, with exposed blood vessels and a creepy black-purple color.

Wang Xiao’s body was covered with golden light, like a golden roc, spreading his wings and rushing towards the ghost head controlled by Mr. Chen.

The last time, I only fought halfway with Chi Yan of the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan. Today, I can use it to examine his interpretation of the power of a single attribute.

The big black arrow wrapped in golden light looked even more heroic, and as fast as lightning, it pierced straight into its brows.

The ghost head lifted the bone sword up to protect it, golden light gushed out, the space was turbulent, and its whole body retreated dozens of steps.

Mr. Chen realized belatedly that he must not let the other party attack actively all the time.

"Sunsorrow!"

Wang Xiao seized the opportunity and gave him no chance to breathe. His spiritual energy was continuously output, and thousands of golden lights condensed on the tip of the gun like a sun about to explode.

"Devil Cry Bone Sword!"

Mr. Chen controlled the ghost head with all his heart and soul. As a faint light emerged from the bone sword, the sound of thousands of ghosts crying together appeared in this world, which was chilling and made people's scalps numb.