Chapter 1173 Perfect Restraint

"Three strokes... exactly..."

Provocation for provocation, contempt for contempt.

A majestic aura filled the audience, Chu Hen stepped into the void, holding the storage ring he had snatched from Yang Ao's hand with one hand, his eyebrows showed the aura of a king who controls the whole situation...

However, the appearance of this scene instantly made the whole audience dead silent.

Ding Xiaoyun, the four of Tiemen were completely stunned and trembling...

There are many unbelievable horrors on each face.

Let you three strokes!

This is Yang Aobiao's disdainful gesture.

But in the next instant, Chu Hen slapped him resoundingly.

It is simply not the other party's turn to give in.

There is no need for the fourth trick at all.

Chu Hen snatched back the storage ring that fell into Yang Ao's hands with a more aggressive attitude.

If it's someone else, it doesn't matter.

But the opponent is a genius who ranks tenth on the Tianwu Ranking.

Even Xiao Meng, son of Qingcheng, should be afraid of him.

But it was never expected that such a reversal would happen.

...

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang, for letting me go. Now this is mine."

Chu Hen clasped his hands slightly, and then directly put the storage ring into his pocket.

Yang Ao's face darkened in an instant, he clenched his fists, showing a chill...

"Hmph, it's too early to be happy now, I didn't say I can't take it back..."

"call out!"

After all, Yang Ao stepped into the air, and a mighty Xuan Hao Qi was released,

With it as the center, the sky and the earth are filled with streams of light beams in the shape of mist...

The streamer of beams swirled around Yang Ao's body in a vortex, intertwined with each other, soared into the sky, and immediately turned into a majestic blue water dragon...

"Wrath of the Mosasaurus!"

Yang Ao shouted sharply, sweeping out with a ferocious aura all the way.

"Aw!"

The huge cyan water dragon overlooked the ground, raised the majesty of the mountain, and rushed towards Chu Hen below.

The sudden and surging arrogance made Chu Hen's clothes clatter, and the surrounding space was distorted.

When Chu Hen looked up, there seemed to be purple awns beating in his pupils.

With a shuddering heart, the monstrous purple demon flames rose and piled up like a tsunami, and the same thundering dragon chant resounded through the world...

"Roar!"

In an instant, a dragon shadow covered in purple flames also shot straight into the sky, stretching its teeth and waving its claws towards the blue water dragon.

"The burial of demon flames!"

...

The two dragons killed each other, tearing up the sky.

"Boom..." There was a heavy and violent explosion, and the two giant dragons fought fiercely head-on like two ferocious ancient beasts.

The cyan water waves blended with the purple flames, and shock waves of two different colors swept in all directions.

Water and fire are incompatible, and the white water vapor is like a cloud.

Under normal circumstances, water can overcome fire, but what is surprising is that clusters of purple flames quickly climbed up to the water dragon's body, swallowing and submerging it at a speed visible to the naked eye...

The four of Ding Xiaoyun almost went dumb with fright.

Although they had witnessed the dominance of Chu Hen's purple flame when they were dealing with the blood hook bat before, they did not expect that even Yang Ao's Canghai Saint Body's bloodline boundary power could be steadily suppressed...

Standing behind, Pei Ye slightly squinted his eyes, and looked at Chu Hen with a slightly more inexplicable meaning.

Lu Liao, the sect-level tattoo artist next to him, hesitated for a while, and said in an indifferent voice, "It seems that Yang Ao didn't take much advantage..."

A flirtatious smile rose from the corner of Pei Ye's mouth, "It doesn't make much sense to delay for too long, you can tell Yang Ao to end it sooner!"

"Hehe, no problem!"

Lu Liao smiled meaningfully, and immediately moved towards the two people in front of him. At the same time, a vast spiritual force comparable to a torrent erupted in Niwan Palace...

He raised his hands lightly, and a series of gorgeous and luxurious runes, as bright as stars, transformed into shapes between his fingers.

...

"No, Lu Liao is going to make a secret move." The wild monkey said in a low voice.

"Two beat one, isn't that too unfair?"

"It's still two figures on the Tianwu list."

...

Two Tianwubang disciples attacked a newcomer who had just started at the same time.

It is against justice.

But even so, Ding Xiaoyun and the others just dared to be angry and dare not speak out, silently feeling sorry for Chu Hen.

...

"Yang Ao, you are too ruthless, why don't you let this junior brother?" Lu Liao laughed softly, all the runes in front of him quickly intertwined and fused, instantly turning into a dazzling array.

Rapid and restless energy fluctuations spread out from the talisman array, and a dangerous and destructive aura was brewing.

...

However, just before Lu Liao was about to launch a rune offensive, Chu Hen's pupils froze faintly, and clusters of gray mist-like rays of light burst out of his body.

Grip with one palm, bend five fingers, and swing down towards the space between the two people in front of you.

"Sen Luo, Heart of Thorns..."

"Boom!"

The earth cracked, and the stone walls burst open.

In an instant, an uncontrollable terrifying momentum was comparable to the erupting mountain torrent and tsunami.

"what?"

The hearts of everyone present trembled.

"Crack..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of extremely huge vines suddenly emerged from the cracked ground.

Thousands of vine roots, covered with thorns, are spectacular and frightening, like countless tentacles of ghosts and ghosts from hell, spreading all over the entire mountain in an instant...

"That is?"

Yang Ao and Lu Liao's expressions changed.

Even Pei Ye frowned faintly.

"Shhhhhh..."

There was no reaction, all the vines and tree roots pierced through the earth and quickly rushed to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if a huge ten-thousand-year-old tree grew out of the sky and the earth.

"Boom..."

The strong and heavy vine roots spread out wantonly, and immediately shattered the talisman array condensed by Lu Liao.

Huge thorns and vines were like the roots of old trees, wrapping around Lu Liao's body quickly, locking him like a magnificent tree cage...

"Hmph!" Lu Liao's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and he lifted his palms outwards, and the gorgeous talisman culture turned into a sharp shadow-bladed sickle.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

The thick trunk was cut into several pieces, followed by its body shape, and swept away from the coverage of the giant thorn vines.

However, in this short blink of an eye, with a loud bang of "Boom...", the ferocious blue water dragon was suddenly crushed by a fierce and furious force...

The body of the huge water dragon was instantly broken into two pieces, and thousands of water droplets were sprinkled down.

Yang Ao's pupils shrank slightly, but before he could react, a stern and unparalleled figure flashed towards him...

Careless!

Yang Ao's complexion changed slightly.

A disdainful arc was raised at the corner of Chu Hen's mouth, "It's not a good thing to underestimate the enemy..."

Along with the falling voice, a flash of frantic thunder and lightning flashed across the sky like a fleeting shadow...

In a hurry, Yang Ao immediately formed a rippling water shield in front of him.

"boom!"

The lightning-like sword light swept past, and slashed firmly on the water shield. The majestic and fierce sword shadow was like a silver hook painted on iron, tearing the water shield, and it was more powerful than a shocking rainbow...

A string of stars burst into flames, and Yang Ao was instantly sent flying.

"boom……"

Yang Ao, who flew back sharply, hit the thorny vines behind him, and the huge roots of the vines entangled from all directions, wrapping it tightly...

Chu Hen looked sideways, and with a movement of his palm, the Biran Sword in his hand dragged countless lightning arcs and blasted out.

The ice-cold sword edge flowed layers of sword waves, traversed the void, and slashed towards Yang Ao...

The pupils of the latter contracted to the extreme, and a cold death breath enveloped him immediately.