Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Facing Zao Wou-ki, a soul sage of seventy sixth-level, Xiao Wu, who is only a soul master of level fortieth now, can only gain more time by inflicting injuries again and again.

Trying to be hurt by the powerful counter-shock, to delay Zao Wou-ki's action.

At this moment, Su Yi, who was on the sidelines, saw that even though she had coughed up blood and suffered internal injuries, he still had a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't care about it.

"Although we can't defeat Zao Wou-ki, this delaying tactic is still feasible. Use your own speed or attack to interrupt the enemy's movements as much as possible, so as to buy more time. However, the price of this will be very high. ..."

No matter the joints are attacked and the body stops, or a stagger can interfere with Zao Wou-ki.

Over time.

Today's time for a stick of incense is only the last bit left.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was also staying beside him, nodded in agreement when he heard his explanation.

Facing such a powerful enemy, the only option is to delay the time as much as possible, don't think that you can defeat it alone...

"Hey hey, it's over, little girl..."

At this moment, Zao Wou-ki's eyes froze for an instant, seeing through Xiao Wu's next possible teleportation place, and then he feinted and predicted in advance, and swung a powerful punch!

Xiao Wu, who was already exhausted, felt uneasy when she heard these words, and without thinking about it, she launched the third soul skill teleportation, to avoid Zhao Wuji's feint attack, but she got it right.

The moment the figure first appeared, she was greeted by a fist bigger than a sandbag.

Looking at the attacking fist that she couldn't dodge, Xiao Wu could only put her hands on her chest and block it at the very moment.

With a pop, the blood flew upside down along with the figure, and scattered into the air.

Xiao Wu directly used her seemingly incomparably fragile body to meet Zao Wou-ki's iron fist hard.

Looking at the little girl who was lying on the ground in the distance and still trying to get up, Zhao Wuji planned to step forward to make up the knife.

At this time, a soft voice with a very anxious tone came over immediately, "The fragrance is gone, the fragrance is gone, sir, have we passed the examination?"

Zhao Wou-ki stopped walking, turned his head and looked at the place where the stick of incense was originally inserted.

At this time, the last ashes are drifting away with the wind, and the time for a stick of incense has come.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who deliberately hid away, Zhao Wuji nodded sincerely: "Very good, you two passed the test."

This plan of attacking east and west is not bad for the two of them.

The so-called assessment refers to everyone, not just one person, that is to say, even if he defeated Xiao Wu just now. But there is still one Ning Rongrong left and there is no set time to defeat her, so it is still necessary to judge the two to pass.

Moreover, this little girl with sharp legs was brave enough to attract the hatred of own first, so as to delay the time.

But, judging from the current situation, she needs to rest for a while.

Although I didn't use all my strength for the punch just now, it still hurt her internal organs, it was considered a serious injury...

"Great, but Xiao Wu, are you alright? Besides, your mouth and nose seem to be bleeding, do you need to worry..." Looking at Xiao Wu who was limping back, Ning Rongrong hurried up with tears in his eyes. Help her up.

Although this plan was originally agreed upon by the two of them, seeing Xiao Wu who was bleeding from the mouth and nose and looking so embarrassed, she was still very worried about the other party's safety.

Afterwards, she anxiously supported Xiao Wu, and at the same time looked angrily at her big brother, that is, Su Yi who had been standing there without showing anything, and asked angrily: "That big brother of Xiao Wu, should you Why don't you come over and have a look at her? She's bleeding!"

"And my Martial Soul tends to assist in increasing attributes, not the kind with healing effects..."

Hearing this, Su Yi just glanced at it calmly, and didn't care much: "A little injury is nothing."

Seeing that Su Yi was being said, Xiao Wu didn't even care about the physical pain, and quickly explained: "Yeah Rongrong, I'm fine, so don't call me big brother, he is actually the one who cares about me the most. ..”

Before Xiao Wu wanted to continue to say something, a crystal clear green bottle was thrown towards her.

"You can only drink one drop by yourself, too much is useless." At this time, Su Yi stretched his shoulders a little, and looked at Zhao Wou-ki calmly, "Mr. Zhao, can I start my teacher assessment?" .”

"Oh? Then let's start, is it still time for a stick of incense?"

Zhao Wuji saw that Su Yi planned to start the assessment first, so he borrowed the donkey from the slope, and the last remaining little girl Zhu Zhuqing could continue to release the water...

After all, there is only a little monster in the back, and in a one-on-one situation, it should not be able to survive such a long time like Xiao Wu.

The little monster at the level of the soul sect is probably trained by Su Yi in front of him.

Then I can just see how much you are capable of...

Su Yi chuckled, and declined his kindness: "No, just one move. If you still want to continue, I can teach you a few more moves..."

After finishing speaking, he raised a hand to indicate that Zhao Wuji could attack first.

"Really? Then I won't be polite." Zhao Wou-ki narrowed his eyes slightly, and hummed softly with a dignified expression, "Gravity increases!"

The seven spirit rings rose suddenly, and at the same time the third Purple Thousand Year spirit ring suddenly enlarged, it didn't apply to his body but sank into the surrounding ground.

At the same time, the surrounding ground was like a quagmire or swamp, making Su Yi standing on the ground feel his gravity more than doubled suddenly.

"Strong Vajra palm!"

Seeing that Su Yi seemed to have been immobilized by his own soul skill, Zhao Wuji activated his second soul skill and slapped him suddenly with a palm.

Looking at the attacking Gold palm, Su Yi said indifferently: "...Xiao Wu, if you take a good look at this, you can overcome strength with softness."

The voice just fell.

He stretched out his left hand, and easily took over Zao Wou-ki's forward-moving powerful Vajra palm, and then stepped sideways on his back leg.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his ankle with his right foot and kicked Zao Wou-ki. The latter's eyes widened, and his forward body suddenly lost his balance and pounced forward.

Finally, there was a thud, and as Zhao Wuji fell to the ground, the ground seemed to vibrate suddenly and at the same time a burst of smoke and dust was raised.

Looking at the scene just happened in front of him, Ning Rongrong covered his mouth in disbelief, and exclaimed softly: "No, it's impossible, right?"

Who is Zao Wou-ki? That hands-free King Ming! And how could a soul saint whose strength reached seventy sixth-level fall to the ground so easily?

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silently watching the situation from the side, widened his beautiful eyes in amazement at this time, and looked at Su Yi standing there, calm and calm.