Chapter 215 Suppression

"Wow..."

Ying Yu soared to Tianyu, facing the huge cyan palm in front of him, violently waved the king of Chu's sword in his hand, and directly cut a huge palm into two pieces!

However, there were endless giant palms suppressed and fell, filling all the four heavens, and even many giant palms around him, completely surrounding him in a narrow range.

These giant palms are controlled by Lin Wudao, and their flexibility is quite extraordinary.

"Do you want to suppress me like this?" Ying Yu sneered.

The huge palms around are squeezed over, and the range that can rotate is getting smaller and smaller. However, Yingyu did not look worried at all, but went head-on.

"Kara!" The dark red ghost thunder pierced the front and immediately annihilated dozens of blue giant hands in a straight line.

Facing this breakthrough, Ying Yu quickly rushed in and waved the sword of the king of Chu to destroy the approaching giant palms one by one, destroying them all the way.

The magic power of Qingtian Qianshou is indeed very strong, and the number is very large. But the individual ability is not good, and it is naturally easy to be destroyed by the rain.

"If you can't find Lin Wudao's guy, do you have to wait for him to consume the spiritual power of this magical power?" Ying Yu frowned and finally felt a little troublesome when fighting at this moment.

If he can see Lin Wudao, he can deal with Lin Wudao directly without paying attention to the blue giant hands on all sides.

But in fact, he doesn't know where Lin Wudao is hiding. I only know that it is in the hands of the blue sky giant, but I don't know where it is.

On the contrary, these giant palms are controlled by Lin Wudao, and the other party can easily detect his position and launch an effective and practical attack on him.

"Nevertheless, what can you do with me?" Ying Yu thought to himself.

He believes that he can completely block the attack strength of Qingtian Qianshou, and there will be no danger at all.

"I don't need to use Nether Thunder to deal with such a large but weak attack, which is too consuming." Ying Yu turned several thoughts between his fingers and thought, "I can completely use thunder, and with the true meaning of thunder and lightning that I understand, I should be able to deal with these giant palms."

His idea has just fallen, and every position three feet away has been covered with thousands of hands in the blue sky, just like a blue ocean.

He did not hesitate, and the thunder immediately spread out, and the surrounding void was covered with blue thunder and lightning, flashing with crackling lightning.

"Break it!" Under the control of Yingyu, the thunder caused great power and bombarded all directions, densely, smashing thousands of blue hands on the spot.

He waved the sword of the king of Chu, led the way with thunder, killed everywhere in the hands of Qingtian, and destroyed pieces of giant palms. There is nothing to stop where you have passed.

Lin Wudao's dark look became very gloomy, and he never thought that the attack power of Qingtian Qianshou would be so weak.

"It's better to use a single quality than to use endless quantities." He secretly gritted his teeth, waved his hand and dissipated the attack of Qingtian's thousands of hands, and took the initiative to be exposed to Ying Yu.

"Hmm?" Ying Yu turned his eyes and saw Lin Wudao appear. He didn't want to turn into a ghost thunderbolt and bombard him, and his reaction ability was about to reach the peak.

Lin Wudao's face changed and he said in a low voice, "Heaven Sword!"

He pointed to the sky, and a light and restrained white lightsaber immediately extended from his palm. There was no amazing smell, but it was slightly chilling.

He shouted and split in front of him with a lightsaber, hitting the dark red underworld thunder.

"Bum!" With a crisp sound, the underworld disaster dissipated, and Lin Wudao was also blown away, but he did not suffer much impact, and most of it was offset by the lightsaber.

The attack continued in response to the rain, and another dark thunderbolt burst out, drawing a dark red track in mid-air.

As soon as Lin Wudao stabilized his body, he was attacked again. He couldn't react at all and was bombarded away for a while, which was only defensive.

"Bastard, you have the ability to fight with me!" Lin Wudao stood up again and immediately shouted.

As soon as he finished shouting, he was blowed away by the next ghost thunderbolt.

Ying Yu looked over and curled his lips and said, "I can kill you so easily without any damage. Why should I listen to you in close combat? If you have the ability, you can rush to me by yourself. If you don't have the ability, don't be crooked.

In Ying Yu's view, Lin Wudao's strength is not even as strong as Meng Yan, but he can resist a little.

"Bastards..." Lin Wudao roared, but he couldn't change his fate and retreated the next time in the attack of the underworld thunderbolt.

The people around the game were stunned. They thought there would be a battle between dragons and tigers, which could at least be eye-opening. As a result, the battle was actually a one-sided situation, and the gap was too big.

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In the middle of the Wangchuan River.

Wantagawa Mirror rushed left and right in a bright light package, flying spiritually one after another. But it can't leave the encirclement of many strong people, and its range of activities is only a little small.

During this period, many people tried to subdue the Wangchuan Mirror, but failed. It is almost unrealistic that no one can subdue it in a short time under the counterattack resistance of such a world-class divine soldier.

Dao Wuyi approached again, dancing wildly, and his back was like a dragon, emitting an extremely terrible momentum. People who are not in the same level dare to approach him a little, otherwise there will be no resistance at all.

"Wanchuan Mirror is mine..." He shouted crazily and stretched out his hand.

But in an instant, a large number of attacks are overwhelming, among which the attacks of the strong in the Holy Land are also attacked by the strong in the underworld. No one wants to forget that the mirror will be obtained by people who are not their own.

Dao Wuwei's face changed slightly, and he quickly formed protection around him to resist all kinds of attacks coming to his face.

"Boom!" With the loud noise, Dao Wuyi's body was shaken out like a leaf in the waves, and his face turned slightly white, but he was not injured.

After he calmed down, he looked around with a calm face, and his eyes suddenly stopped.

"How can you suppress the roadless attack?"

His eyes passed through a large chaotic battlefield and fell on the battle between Ying Yu and Lin Wudao, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

Lin Wudao is the chief disciple of his contemporary Tiandao sect, but he was suppressed by other young people, which made him very faceless and almost couldn't help taking action in person.

"Forget it, it's still more important to forget the Sichuan mirror at present." He looked at Wangchuan Mirror, stared back at Lin Wudao's position, and continued to pounce on Wangchuan Mirror in front of him.