Chapter 1810 Wish It Was a Pig
"Male god! Kill this bastard! I support you mentally!" Yun Chujiu cheered Di Beiming while panting heavily.
Di Beiming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay!"
Although Fan Zhen was somewhat surprised by the arrival of Emperor Beiming, he did not take Emperor Beiming seriously.
However, when he found out that the ice dragon of Emperor Beiming had the upper hand, he couldn't help being shocked. Tianyuan Continent still has such a strong person?
Didn't you say that Tianyuan Continent was just a low-level continent? Why is that stinky girl so perverted? This young man is so strong?
It was only then that Fan Zhen noticed that Emperor Beiming turned out to be Ice Spirit Root, which could explain why Emperor Beiming only had the eighth level of Spirit Venerable but could be on par with him.
Emperor Beiming and Fan Zhen fought fiercely. Fan Zhen had already used up a lot of spiritual power before, but Emperor Beiming was full of spiritual power, so gradually Emperor Beiming gained the upper hand.
At this time, Yun Chujiu, this pervert, quickly recovered his strength with the help of the strange grass, and rushed up again with a cry.
Although this guy's spiritual power is not high, but his mouth is damaged, he keeps babbling: "Bastard, how can you live with a scum like you?! If I were you, I would have killed you with tofu! You still licking The face is alive? It's so stinky and shameless!"
"What kind of person uses what kind of spiritual beast! My male god uses a majestic ice dragon, and you actually use a small loach, what a shame!"
Fan Zhen was really angry, and said angrily: "Stinky girl! My spiritual beast is a giant python! Besides, your spiritual beast is still a pig, even more waste!"
"Cut! What do you know? I'm pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! Besides, what's wrong with a pig? Go to sleep after eating, and have a free day! I wish I was a pig! Look! Your subordinates are from the tower. It's out!"
Fan Zhen subconsciously looked in the direction of the trial tower, and at the same time, the little black bird cursed!
Fan Zhen's feet were staggering, and his eyes were looking in the direction of the trial tower, so he gave Emperor Beiming a perfect chance to attack.
Naturally, Emperor Beiming would not miss such an opportunity, and slapped Fan Zhen's former heart with one palm.
Fan Zhen knew that he had been fooled when he heard the wind, but he stumbled on his feet. It was too late to completely avoid Emperor Beiming's attack, so he had to use all his strength to jump to the side.
Although Fan Zhen escaped the fatal blow, he was still swept away by Di Beiming's palm wind, and he couldn't help but stumble again. Then, he was unlucky!
What Yun Chujiu likes most and is good at is the hidden poking knife. She has already calculated the timing and position. Just when Fan Zhen was staggering again, Yun Chujiu's purple needle and sudden crack The sign has arrived!
Fan Zhen only saw the sudden split talisman and did not see the small purple needles mixed in it, so he was very sad!
A small purple needle was shot directly above his left eye, and with the crackling sound, Fan Zhen let out a shrill scream: "My eyes!"
When Fan Zhen was screaming in agony, Yun Chujiu smashed into him with several stacks of sudden cracking talismans, and the ice dragon of Emperor Beiming rushed towards him fiercely.
No matter how high Fan Zhen's spiritual power is, when his left eye is injured, he is not the opponent of Emperor Beiming and the sinister Xiaojiu at all. After a quarter of an hour, Fan Zhenjue died!
Yun Chujiu hurriedly put away the five puppets and the bodies of Fan Zhen, and then followed Emperor Beiming to the battlefield in front.
The battle in front was going on fiercely. The number of dark guards brought by the dark wind was not too large. In addition, the remaining seven people had superb spiritual power, and the dark wind and others were obviously at a disadvantage.