Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 322 Mutation, the strongest king! (2)
Ling Wushuang soared into the sky, approaching Mokong, glanced back at Yi Gan's chasing figure, swung out an ice-colored giant dragon phantom, and accompanied by a cold and waveless shout, "Dragon!" Tour the world!"

"Ouch-"

The huge ice-colored dragon phantom roared towards Yi Gan who was chasing him, and flew down into the sky like a galaxy hanging upside down, pouring towards him with an unstoppable force!

"Small tricks, I also want to show them in front of the deity!" Yi Gan's eyes froze suddenly, but his mouth was full of disdain, and he flew after the shocking momentum, holding a black pickaxe in one hand and The deep blue profound energy lingered in it, and a ball of light wave energy gathered, and he shot it out with a wave of his hand, "Go!"

"boom--"

The energy ball collided with the phantom of the ice-colored giant dragon, rushed into its belly, and immediately exploded. It was formed by condensing the mysterious power of the mysterious energy and the ice-soul magic stick, and suddenly shattered. In the middle, it turned into nothingness and dissipated away.

"Ling Wushuang, you should take this old man into consideration!"

After the energy was detonated, the area where the power of space was scattered, and in the next second, Yi Qian's brown figure rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Ling Wushuang's face.

"Wow!"

The dark light flashed, and the pickaxe in Yi Gan's hand, with the power to split the space, hit Ling Wushuang's eyebrows, the most vulnerable place of life, with one blow!

The sensitivity of Ling Wushuang's spiritual sense is beyond Yi Qian's imagination!
"Keng!"

There was a resounding clang, and at the very moment, the Ice Spirit Stick in Ling Wu's hands quickly came out and intercepted its pick with a clang. There, only an inch away, suddenly stopped.

Yi Gan's eyes suddenly turned fierce, urging the profound energy in his dantian to fill his whole body, overflowing again, the aura all over his body was suddenly raised, and surged out instantly like a tide, his strong arms were crushed in vain, and the strength in his hands was once again Soaring up a bit!
Ling Wushuang's clear eyes were slightly opened, and she was accidentally shocked by the sudden force, and flew upside down in an instant. In the ink sky, she did several backflips and retreated a few feet before staggering to stabilize herself. stature.

Yi Gan took advantage of the victory to pursue, and at the same time as his consciousness locked, he swung the pickaxe in his hand, pulled out several crossed wind blades, and headed towards Ling Wushuang's retreating position.

The fire wings on Ling Wushuang's back vibrated. Even at such a fast speed, it took a lot of effort to break free from Yi Gan's spiritual lock, and then moved sideways. The coming cross wind forced him to retreat again and again!

"Unparalleled!"

Grandpa Ling, Zhan Xiu and others, seeing this situation, Qi Qi's heart skipped a beat, and they couldn't restrain themselves from taking a few steps forward, burning with anxiety.

"Wu Shuang is not this old guy's opponent!" Ji Yunyang clenched his fists and turned white, his eyes locked on the battle in the sky, holding a heart, seeing such a situation, he wished to rush forward immediately, but Endured it to death.

If they go up, at this time, they can only add chaos to Wushuang.

"This old guy is at least a ninth-rank peak god. Although Wushuang has raised his potential, but at the same time of fighting, he has to spend mental energy to maintain it. If he continues to fight, it will be very bad for Wushuang." Zhanxiu is also very anxious. But he was annoyed that he couldn't help at this time.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Yi Gan laughed wildly, and the attacks in his hands continued, "Ling Wushuang, you have to take a good look at it, this is the gap between a high-level god and a middle-level god, and I don't know if I want to fight against the old man!" Live or die!"

Yi Gan laughed viciously, "If you kneel down and kowtow to this deity a few times, this deity will consider it and save your life for now!"

This Ling Wushuang's physique is indeed very special, but he still can't see through it at a glance, and this time there is such a big commotion, if she is not taken away, the loss outweighs the gain?
"Old guy, if you kowtow to me twice, I can also leave you a whole body!" Ling Wu's eyes were cold and cold, his figure was fixed, and he screamed out in vain. The next second, he lifted the ice cream in his hand. The spirit stick, with a leap, swung the stick and slashed away!

"Arrogant child, you are so stubborn!" Yi Gan's complexion suddenly sank, he raised his arm and raised the pickaxe above his head, and sneered disdainfully, trying to intercept Ling Wushuang's attack from the top, but in the next moment, his body Form froze, suddenly froze.

Yi Gan did not expect that his prediction would fail. Ling Wushuang quickly changed the direction of the attack at the last moment. With a turn of the wrist and a change of direction, the head of the stick suddenly became the tail, and the body of the stick did not move in the blink of an eye. When the time came, he suddenly attacked from an extremely tricky angle below!

You must know that after the mysterious master made a move, he changed his trajectory at the last second, and it was very easy to be backlashed by his own internal strength. Moreover, ordinary people did not have the keen skills to do it at all, which surprised Yi Gan.

"Not good!" Yi Gan glared at him. Although his spiritual sense had sensed it, it was impossible to keep up with the movements of his hands at this moment.

"bump--"

There was a muffled sound, Yiqian's waist suddenly hurt, and Ling Wushuang hit him with a stick and sent him flying!
In the high sky where the stars were shining and the moonlight was flowing, Ling Wushuang and Yi Gan were fighting at an extremely fast speed. The people below saw almost just black figures flickering, colliding with each other, and then quickly separated.

Grandpa Ling clenched his teeth, his heart fluttering, and he was slightly relieved when he saw Yi Gan was sent flying with a stick.

"Okay!" Ji Yunyang was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"Old guy, you're nothing more than that!" Ling Wushuang took advantage of this moment to sway her body, and quickly stuck to it. Her cold face was as calm as water, and there was no trace of happiness or anger. The monstrous rage that exists.

"Damn you brat!" The severe pain from his waist completely enraged Yi Gan. He was injured by such a brat!

Yi Gan's injuries were not very serious to him, but he was defeated by Ling Wushuang, a small middle-level god in Yi Gan's eyes, who broke his body's profound energy defense and returned him in a state of embarrassment. He was sent flying with a stick, this is completely unacceptable to the always arrogant Yi Gan!

"Ling Wushuang, I want you to know what will happen to me if you anger me!" Yi Qian was furious, and the cold aura all over his body, like the anger in his heart, blew out slowly, and for a while, let the sky in this side of the sky The breath turned sharply, and the surroundings were as quiet as a storm.

"drink!"

Ling Wushuang's offensive didn't stop because of his anger, but he had some scruples. He waved the Ice Soul Stick in his hand, tearing through the black sky and leaving!

(End of this chapter)