War of the Three Realms

Chapter 1785 Rebirth after catastrophe, super magic stick 4
After Li Kuang finished speaking, he lifted the skinny orc like a chicken, and pointed him at Yang Dingtian with a smile on his face.

"Not good! Damn devil, you are so shameless, you actually use Bin'er as a shield! You don't have the consciousness of being a master at all."

Yang Dingtian kept cursing inwardly, but he had to face the danger of backlash, and forcibly directed his energy aside. Looking at Bin'er's miserable appearance now, how could he stand up to such devastation?

Whoosh!
With a scorching light, the little sun brushed past Li Kuang, drew a dazzling and beautiful arc in the air, and finally landed on a pile of ruins accurately, flashed suddenly, and the white light that made people dare not open their eyes suddenly It exploded and quickly spread in all directions.

Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes, practicing their skills to resist radiation damage.

When they opened their eyes again, they couldn't help being stunned.

But at the place where the "Little Sun" exploded, a deep pit with a radius of a kilometer appeared in shock, smooth as a mirror, and unfathomably deep.

The power of this blow is really astonishing.

Even Li Kuang was secretly surprised. It seems that this Yang Dingtian is not simple, at least, his energy has been refined to a terrifying point.

But Yang Dingtian's face was as pale as paper, the muscles on his face wriggled, and he fell on the ground and kept shaking, looking extremely weird.

Although the space powerhouse has a certain ability to control the energy he sends out, but he has reached his limit in the previous attack with all his strength, and it is really a very painful thing to control the huge spiritual power to turn.

Barely controlling the surging qi and blood, Yang Dingtian's lungs almost exploded, and he was about to insult and discourage him, but he heard Li Kuang's voice playfully: "Xiao Shou! It seems that your father is really old, and his eyesight is problematic. You can’t even hit him at such a short distance? You should be filial to him.”

The half-orc looked at the demon master very depressed, smiled wryly, and said resignedly: "Boss, please don't be as knowledgeable as my father. He doesn't know your strength. Please bear with me if he offends you."

Li Kuang laughed and said, "Do you think I'm such a stingy person? I was worried about your father's body and forcibly suppressed the Qi and blood in the body. I will suffer for my face!"

Hearing this, Yang Dingtian couldn't bear it any longer, a mouthful of blood spewed out as if a gate had been opened, and several soldiers who stood close immediately took a dragon's blood bath with great honor, all of them looked strange, dumbfounding.

Fortunately, there were quite a few loyal soldiers, and they immediately surrounded him to convey spiritual energy to heal his injuries.

The half-orc gave Li Kuang a "sorrowful" look, but his heart was even more terrified. The devil is really different from ordinary people. Even if he didn't do anything, he might be able to piss off many enemies.

(End of this chapter)