Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 210 We Can Actually Talk
Sun Xiaoman stopped in front of the general, both of them were in mid-air, it would be very difficult for a fifth-order cultivator to stay in the air for a long time without special methods, now with Sun Xiaoman's obstruction, the general can only fall temporarily .

"Law enforcer of Qingshui City, are you trying to stop me?" the general asked coldly.

Sun Xiaoman scratched his hair and said with a laugh: "I'm sorry, that little dragon is our companion now, I can't watch you snatch his things."

The general frowned, and thought to himself that he was unlucky, why did he meet the law enforcement officers from Qingshui City at this time?
However, the information revealed in Sun Xiaoman's words was really surprising.

Have the law enforcement officers in Qingshui City joined any force?Or did she create a faction by herself?
The general didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. He just needed to know that the person standing in front of him was an enemy.

"Longcheng, parachutist Li Guang, please give me your advice!"

"Hehe, okay, let's have a good fight today!"

On the other side, Fu Jiu also blocked Ye Wudao's way.

Ye Wudao's face was very gloomy, and he shouted: "Do you know who I am?"

Fu Jiu smiled: "Ye Wudao of Fengcheng."

Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes and laughed loudly, "Since you know who I am, how dare you stop me?! A mere fourth-level, who gave you the courage!"

Could it be that I, Ye, have not gone out to stand up for a long time, and everyone has forgotten my bad name?
Ye Wudao thought silently, the gourd behind his back trembled slightly, as if there was a wild beast hidden inside.

Fu Jiu looked at him calmly, unmoved in the slightest. He beat up a sixth-level monk in his previous life, so would he be afraid of a fifth-level monk?
With the thought of Fu Jiu, the ground with a radius of [-] meters suddenly trembled. At this moment, the extremely messy ground became like the surface of water, constantly churning.

Ye Wudao frantically warned in his mind that something seemed to be slowly waking up underground, but this only made him frown slightly. He didn't believe that a fourth-order monk could do anything.

At this time, Fu Jiuyouyou opened his mouth and warned: "I'll give you one last chance, back away, or—die!"

Ye Wudao laughed, since he was promoted to the fifth rank, it was the first time someone dared to threaten him like this.

"You're just a fourth-level person. Don't think that I don't dare to touch you even though the law enforcers from Qingshui City are covering you. Later I will unscrew your head with my own hands and put it in front of her for her to take a good look at. The man she chose is How stupid!"

Ye Wudao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he had to say that facing Fu Jiu, he was jealous.

Why did Sun Xiaoman fall in love with Fu Jiu instead of him?

Before today, he had been comforting himself. No one could surrender to a woman like Sun Xiaoman. But after seeing Fu Jiu, he became depressed. Why would Sun Xiaoman choose a fourth-level monk? Choose him?
It's not that he really has any thoughts about Sun Xiaoman, but he thinks that only powerful women are worthy of him. Looking at the dozen or so cities nearby, only Sun Xiaoman, a female cultivator who has reached the fifth level of strength, is the only one.

Sun Xiaoman is good everywhere, but he is a little grumpy and a little nervous, so he doesn't dare to chase him.

But when he saw that she was so close to Fu Jiu, Ye Wudao still felt unconvinced, and vowed in his heart that even if he couldn't get the baby today, he would give this person a good lesson, or at least interrupt him for the third time. leg.

A 30-meter-tall giant carrying a big gourd rose from behind Ye Wudao, a white light flashed on the gourd, and two 15-meter-long swords fell into the hands of the giant.

Ye Wudao sneered: "The fourth level is the fourth level. You will never understand the power of a fifth-level monk. Today I will open your eyes, a bumpkin like you!"

"is it?"

The corner of Fu Jiu's mouth curled up in a strange way, spelling?Heh, this trick is indeed a great weapon to deal with those ordinary fourth-order monks, but don't even look, does Fu Jiu look like an ordinary fourth-order monk?
The ground was rolling like choppy water, and the monks near the battle circle of the two retreated far away, afraid of being accidentally injured by the two.

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the tall Dharma figure rising from behind Ye Wudao. Is this the power of the fifth level?Is it a bit too exaggerated?
Fa Xiang's 30-meter height, just standing anywhere, can bring them a huge sense of oppression, making them feel as if they are in deep water and are about to suffocate.

However, when their mood hadn't completely calmed down, something even more surprising happened.

After Ye Wudao's Dharma appearance, a giant appeared on the ground again!
"Oh my God, that's also a Dharma form? Isn't that person's strength only at the fourth level?" One person lost his voice, his voice full of disbelief.

The person next to him seemed to see something, shook his head and retorted: "No, that's not a Dharma image. If you look carefully, the body of that giant is made of clay."

The man who made the first sound looked towards the giant, and sure enough, the giant summoned by Fu Jiu was really made of soil.

With the same height of 30 meters, the khaki giant looks more solid than Ye Wudao's dharma form. After all, it is made of soil and has a solid body.

And Ye Wudao's dharma form is a half-empty and half-real existence. Although it can also cause damage to reality, it is not a complete entity after all. Without Ye Wudao's personal integration into the dharma form as a carrier, the strength of the dharma form is much weaker.

Ye Wudao also noticed this. Originally, he planned to let Fa Xiang hold Fu Jiu down so that he could escape and grab the dragon ball, but now it didn't look good.

The plan fell through, and Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and merged into the Dharma image, making the Dharma image more vivid and stronger.

The 30-meter-tall khaki giant collided with Fa Xiang, like two speeding trains colliding.

The ground shook three times. The khaki giant was struck by the two giant knives in the hands of the Master, and half of his body collapsed into the dirt again.

Ye Wudao laughed wantonly, "What, it's just a fake, how can this kind of mud thing compare with my method?"

Ye Wudao was completely relieved. After a long time, it turned out that he was scaring himself. He just said, how could a mere fourth-level monk perform a trick that could rival a fifth-level monk?

"Huh? Something's wrong."

Ye Wudao, who was on his head, didn't notice any abnormalities around him, but was noticed by several off-site monks.

"Look, there's something wrong with the soil on the ground!"

Ye Wudao also reacted, and saw that the soil that collapsed at Fa Xiang's feet seemed to come alive at this moment, tightly wrapped around Fa Xiang's ankle, making him unable to move.

"There are two things." Ye Wudao sneered, but became more interested, but it didn't take long for the relaxed look on his face to disappear completely.

Not far away, several identical khaki giants rose from the ground one after another, one, two, three, four...

Ye Wudao: "..."

In fact, we can sit down and talk about it!
(End of this chapter)