Chapter 3080 Fiasco Teaches You to Be a Man
Confusion appeared on Di Wumingjun's face. He copied all of Di Lingtian's strongest attacks, and even the power of these strongest attacks was exactly the same as Di Lingtian himself.
The two have been fighting for so long, Di Lingtian didn't hurt a single hair of him, he has done well enough, why would Di Lingtian be disappointed with him.
At this moment, Di Wuming seemed to return to his childhood.
Di Lingtian taught him how to cultivate and how to fight. He always tried his best to do it, expecting to be praised by Di Lingtian.
In the end, Di Lingtian rarely received compliments, and Di Lingtian was always able to point out his shortcomings where he didn't expect it. This feeling made Di Wuming quite frustrated.
This time Di Lingtian said this, it must be because he did something wrong.
Where did it go wrong? He has obviously copied it perfectly.
"Oh, dear brother, don't provoke me, I won't be fooled by you, little brother."
Di Wuming's confused expression was fleeting, and soon recovered.
Hmph, what a disappointment, what was not done well.
He has been fighting Di Lingtian for more than half an hour, and tried all kinds of attack methods that Di Lingtian can use.
If he really didn't do well, he simply wouldn't be able to survive under Di Lingtian for such a long time.
Di Lingtian said such words, but he deliberately wanted to disturb his mind, so as to launch a surprise attack when he was not paying attention.
"Failure will tell you what you didn't do well."
Di Lingtian's slender fingers grabbed the void, and he grabbed a black spear.
The tip of the spear is dark, like a bottomless darkness that can swallow all light.
The spear is slender and covered with fine dragon scales.
Di Lingtian held the black spear in his hand, just like holding a real dragon.
Before the spear moved, the coercion was overwhelming, pressing down on Di Wuming's back.
"Good weapon!"
Di Wuming's eyes lit up. He always thought that Di Lingtian's natal weapon was only the blood-colored long sword, but he never thought that he could condense such a powerful weapon!
Since this is Di Lingtian's natal weapon, he can copy it without distinction.
Di Wuming stretched out his long arms and grabbed at the void, thinking he could grab a black spear exactly like Di Lingtian, but he didn't catch anything.
This...how is this possible!
Di Wuming was shocked, not understanding why he couldn't copy the black spear.
When he was surprised, the black spear in Di Lingtian's hand drove into the Nine Heavens Thunder, stabbing directly at Di Wuming's face.
Di Wuming's whole body was locked by the black spear, and his back felt cold. It was more fierce and fierce than any of Di Lingtian's previous moves.
In desperation, Di Wuming waved his long sleeves, and two golden full moons lifted into the sky, illuminating the dark night sky.
Waving the golden long sword, the golden river poured down from the nine heavens.
A large number of golden runes flutter like butterflies, weaving into a protective net.
Di Wuming tried in vain to use Di Lingtian's three strongest attacks to resist the power of the black spear, but he did not expect that these three strongest attacks were as fragile as paper on the black spear.
The black spear tore through the void and pierced directly into Emperor Wuming's face.
No matter how he evaded, he couldn't get rid of the black spear, but made the black spear get closer and closer to him.
Di Wuming suppressed the surprise and panic in his heart, and formed a defensive barrier with surging vitality and countless runes.
With a crisp click, the defensive barrier had just formed before it was torn to pieces by the black spear.
"ah!"
Di Wuming couldn't avoid it, he twisted his body in desperation, and the black spear pierced his heart like a dragon.