The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 539 About Earth's Recovery

A cold light flows from the white blade, and a sharp aura permeates the air. The surrounding air seems to be cut open, and the dense air is rippling.

Although the name of the sword is "Yi Tian Sword", its power is far beyond the description in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", and it is one of the best red envelopes drawn by Xia Xiaoliu.

Holding the Yitian sword in his hand, he performed the Gale Wind movement technique, pulling out many afterimages, and swooped towards Ling Yu.

However, when he was three meters away from Ling Yu, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared behind Ling Yu like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand cut down the most vulnerable part of Ling Yu's neck.

Hitting east and west, on the surface it was a frontal attack, but Xia Xiaoliu had already made up his mind to give him a fatal sword from behind.

boom!
The blazing sword light exploded, raging violently, dense and hideous cracks appeared on the ground, and broken stones flew everywhere.

"Where's the person?" Xia Xiaoliu frowned, he didn't hit Ling Yu, and Ling Yu disappeared on the spot.

As soon as he finished speaking, his scalp tightened, his hair stood on end in an instant, and he turned around abruptly.

At some point, Ling Yu appeared behind him.

"So fast!" Xia Xiaoliu was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to swing his sword.

However, he was horrified to find that there was nothing in his hand.

What about the sword?

The sword is in Ling Yu's hand.

Ling Yu swung his sword, and the light of the sword bloomed.

Xia Xiaoliu retreated violently, but left behind a broken arm.

His face was pale, and he was sweating like rain. He clutched his severed arm, scarlet blood poured out through his fingers, his body trembled from the severe pain, and he kept panting heavily.

Ling Yu's face was calm, and he was not happy about cutting off the enemy's arm. It seemed that things should be like this, and there was nothing to be happy about.

Xia Xiaoliu took a deep breath, and a pitch-black demon pill appeared in his hand, emitting a faint black light, which he snatched from the body of the tentacle monster before.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he swallowed the demon pill in one gulp, and the violent medicinal power exploded in his mouth immediately.

More intense pain flooded in, Xia Xiaoliu's face twisted directly, and his whole body rolled on the ground, his skin was torn apart, and blood spattered.

The medicinal power of this demon pill is too terrifying. He originally planned to slowly digest it and improve his strength after this trip.

But now in this situation, he can only fight forcibly.

The medicinal power began to take effect, and the tattered flesh and blood began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Intense vitality rushed through his blood vessels like a river, and a powerful aura rose from him.

Xia Xiaoliu picked up his severed arm and thrust it into the wound. A miracle that modern medicine cannot explain occurred.

There was a strong light in his eyes, and he jumped up, standing upright like a majestic mountain.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Yu just stood calmly, neither shocked nor stopped.

Xia Xiaoliu seemed to have expected this, so he dared to use the Yaodan boldly. If it were someone else, he would not have given him this chance.

But Ling Yu was different. A strong man like him would disdain to interrupt this process.

but……

"If you are like this, you are a bit too confident. You don't even know how strong I am now!"

Xia Xiaoliu's expression became crazy and ferocious, and he frantically used all kinds of means extracted from the invincible red envelope system, pouring out turbulent energy.

"Aurora Slash!"

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"..."

From being self-confident and calm at the beginning, to being crushed by Ling Yu again and again and paying a heavy price, the inferiority complex deep in his heart was awakened. The traces of the weak never disappeared from him, but they were just hidden. At this moment Revealed again.

He hates this emotion, very, very much, if he wants it to disappear, he can only kill Ling Yu!
There was only one thought left in Xia Xiaoliu's mind, and the killing intent boiled in his chest!
Sheng Lie's radiance enveloped this area, terrifying energy fluctuations roared and swept across, and the stone plates shattered and turned into dust!

Even Yuan Zhai, in the face of such an attack, can only temporarily evade the edge and resist death or injury.

There was a faint divine brilliance in Ling Yu's eyes, and the golden silk thread was wrapped around the fist, and he raised his hand and punched out.

boom!
The deafening bang reverberated, and the entire space seemed to be trembling. Bright golden light rose into the sky, waves of fire rolled, and a terrifying explosion destroyed the entire stage, turning the huge stage into ruins.

I don't know how long it took before the violent movement calmed down. The ground was densely packed with cracks and gravel, riddled with holes, and everywhere was scorched black. Only the cloud that could not see the shape in front was not affected.

Ling Yu was unscathed and his body was spotless. Looking down at the charcoal-like body on the ground, it was Xia Xiaoliu.

At this time, he was dying, and only small invisible movements from time to time could show that he was still alive.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, filled with fear and despair.

Earlier, he firmly believed that he was already a strong man, Ling Yu was no longer his opponent, and he didn't even bother to hate him and take revenge on him.

But now, he is extremely weak, his body is extremely broken, and he is about to die. His heart has been severely damaged beyond recovery, and his spirit has already collapsed.

"You are still weak."

Ling Yu said lightly, and left without looking back, walking towards the indistinct mass of mist.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, which slammed Xia Xiaoliu's self-esteem into pieces, and the brilliance in his eyes completely dimmed.

People are not dead, the heart is already dead.

Ling Yu stood in front of the cloud, and the circulating symbols buzzed suddenly, emitting a dazzling radiance, as if he didn't want Ling Yu to get close.

Ling Yu didn't care, and with a wave of his hand, those symbols suddenly quieted down, like a well-behaved and obedient pet dog.

"Tell me about the Earth's recovery..."

Ling Yu slowly stretched his hand in, conveying his thoughts.

This fuzzy cloud is nothing but the heart of the 006 folding space.

Controlling it is equivalent to controlling the entire space, and the sharp blade on the magma is insignificant compared to it.

That's why Xia Xiaoliu really wanted to get it.

But Ling Yu didn't want it, it was nothing to Ling Yu, he just wanted to know something.

The emergence of the folding space is closely related to the recovery of the earth. The "heart" is spiritual, and it quickly responded to him.

"The earth used to be extremely glorious, but then it became dilapidated. Now the pollution is serious, and all kinds of resources on the earth are exhausted. As time goes by, the earth will become a dead star.

It has no choice but to rise once more and restore it to its former glory.Folding space is the cemetery of the dead, a remnant of past glory that was once lost in the long river of time.

The heart of the earth is beating more and more vigorously, and there will be more and more folding spaces.One day, the earth will usher in a comprehensive recovery! "

　Shuaimao’s internship during this period ends on July [-]th. I go out early and return late every day. I’m exhausted, but I will keep updating. Please forgive me if there are fewer...

　　Shuaimao will repay the bill properly when he is free!
　　
　
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