God of Defiance

Whoosh!

After this inch of light was fired, its speed was so frightening that it seemed to be even faster than lightning. Once it was fired, in just half a blink of an eye, it reached within ten feet of Qiu Ying.

"Haha, I thought you closed your eyes and was planning some super move to make a comeback. It turned out to be just a spiritual attack. If this kind of mediocre martial arts can be effective, then I have been in Central Continent for so many years. It’s all in vain!”

Seeing that the eye-catching Cunmang quickly reached within ten feet, Qiu Ying transformed into a dragon, not only did not panic, but instead grinned and began to taunt.

Actually!

The reason why Qiu Ying was ridiculing him at this moment was definitely not simply arrogance, but a full understanding and confidence in his own strength.

Because among all types of attacks, the one he is least afraid of is the spiritual attack.

Spiritual attacks generally only work when there is a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides, and Chu Tian's cultivation is obviously not as good as his.

In addition, at the level of the Holy King, it is easy to weaken or even completely block spiritual attacks by using some means!

While laughing and taunting, Qiu Ying transformed into a thousand-foot dragon, suddenly opened his mouth again, gently sprayed out a large ball of light, and instantly turned into a thick golden shield, blocking the front.

As a result, as soon as the golden shield appeared, the eye-catching light shot from it hit the shield hard, as if nothing existed. It passed through easily on the spot and continued to kill the dragon at high speed!

"impossible!"

Seeing this scene, a cry of surprise came out of Jiaolong's mouth.

At the same time as the exclamation sounded, Qiu Ying transformed into a thousand-foot dragon and retreated crazily without saying a word. Unfortunately, it was still obviously a step slower.

In an instant, the eye-catching light suddenly penetrated Qianzhang Jiaolong's eyebrows and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Um……"

In an instant, Qiu Ying transformed into a thousand-foot dragon, its body trembled, and it grunted. It was unable to take care of the bloody whirlpool that was killing Chu Tian.

And it is precisely because of this inability to take into account that the bloody vortex suddenly slowed down significantly in both its sprint speed and rotation speed.

"die!"

After realizing that he was a little distracted, Qiu Ying reacted quickly, roared angrily, and immediately regained control of the bloody vortex, crushing Chu Tian fiercely.

"Ahh..."

But at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from Qiu Ying's mouth.

At the same time as the screams came out, Qiu Ying's face was ferocious, his body was shaking violently, as if he was suffering from some great pain, and his weapon almost lost control of the bloody whirlpool.

Without Qiu Ying's remote control, the bloody whirlpool that had almost reached Chu Tian's eyes suddenly dropped in speed, and started to tremble violently on the spot. It seemed as if it might collapse at any time!

Chu Tian looked calm and completely ignored the bloody whirlpool in front of him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qiu Ying standing opposite, with a bright light shining in the slits of his eyes.

At this moment!

In Qiu Ying's sea of ​​consciousness, a vague figure several feet tall appeared. It was none other than Chu Tian!

Chu Tian, ​​who was in the sea of ​​consciousness, raised his hands, clenched his fists, and struck continuously in different directions. Due to the ferocious force, most of the sea of ​​consciousness was shaken at once.

Along with the shaking of the sea of ​​consciousness, bursts of severe pain continued to occur and continued to invade Qiu Ying's consciousness.

"You little bastard, you have such a powerful method that you can completely ignore the obstacles and forcefully invade the sea of ​​consciousness of others. But if you want to defeat me, you are still daydreaming. Get out of here!"

After a breath, Qiu Ying endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and whispered. When he said the last word, his face showed a ferocious look, and he suddenly let out a low roar.

In an instant, an astonishing force of repulsion erupted from his sea of ​​consciousness, instantly acting on Fuzzy Chutian's body, trying to completely squeeze the latter out.

"hehe!"

But at this moment, Chu Tian in the distance suddenly grinned, clenched his fist, aimed at the bloody vortex that was approaching, and punched out with a fierce punch!

Bang!

In an instant, the bloody vortex was hit hard by the fist, and then it exploded on the spot like paper, turning into streams of light and rushing in all directions.

"Ah...little bastard, you are so insidious!"

The moment the bloody vortex exploded, Qiu Ying in the distance was immediately struck by the backlash. He screamed and cursed on the spot, spurting out blood.

The repulsive force originally intended to deal with Fuzzy Chutian immediately disappeared without a trace.

"roll!"

But after just one breath, Qiu Ying endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, roared, and once again gathered the power of repulsion in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, trying to make Fuzzy Chutian roll out of his sea of ​​​​consciousness.

But at this moment, Chu Tian, ​​who was standing far away, flashed his eyes, looked solemn, opened his mouth and uttered one word: "Explode!"

boom!

In an instant, Fuzzy Chutian, who was in the sea of ​​​​Qiu Ying's consciousness, swelled with lightning, and then without hesitation, he exploded violently, instantly setting off countless huge waves in the sea of ​​​​Qiu Ying's consciousness.

"Ahh..."

An unprecedented scream came out of Qiu Ying's mouth in an instant.

At the same time as the screams came out, Qiu Ying's whole body was flashing with light. He suddenly recovered from the dragon state. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he became unsteady and took several steps back on the spot.

After regaining his balance, he had a ferocious face and clenched his fists. Just as he was about to do something, he suddenly felt a slight chill on his neck and hurriedly lowered his head to check.

I don’t know when!

Chu Tian was already standing next to him, holding a snow-white long knife on his neck. The sharp blade was pressed tightly against his neck, leaving a faint blood mark.

"Asshole, little bastard, you..."

After discovering that Chu Tian held a knife to his neck, Qiu Ying became furious and cursed.

As a result, before he could finish his scolding, he was interrupted by Chu Tian: "Shut up! Old man, if you dare to say one more word, I will immediately cut off your head and kick it as a ball!"

"You dare, little bastard, I am the elder of the Holy Demon Sect!"

Chu Tian's threat instantly angered Qiu Ying deeply, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed loudly.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt bursts of severe pain in his neck.

It was the feeling produced by the sharp knife's continuous exertion. His chest and heart suddenly started beating wildly, his face was pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Chu Tian is a famous lunatic in Central Continent!

Others may not dare to kill him, the elder of the Holy Demon Sect, but Chu Tian might dare!

And even if he is killed, the Holy Demon Sect may not avenge him, because behind Chu Tian is the quasi-emperor Wan Lao of the Xuanyuan family!

"Little bastard, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't be impulsive. If you kill me, you will never be able to bear the consequences!"

Thinking of this, Qiu Ying immediately shouted shamelessly.