Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

In the dragon abyss, the agreement of three moves is about to break out.

Bai Yu moved his wrist. He was now blessed by the Ghost Dragon King at the peak of the fourth level, and his condition was not bad.

The Tyrant calmly clasped his hands behind his back and looked at this sharp-edged young man, vaguely aware that his rising momentum was no longer weaker than the fourth level.

But so what if it’s level four?

He asked calmly: "Is it right here?"

Bai Yu said without any pretense: "After all, we still have to save some face for our seniors, right? It won't sound good if you lose to a junior, even if you are one of the ten fiercest men."

The tyrant sighed indifferently: "Why are people named Bai so rude? But I will try my best to hold back my strength, so as not to penetrate you and Long Yuan together."

He stared into the boy's eyes, his movements still seemed relaxed, with no sign of accumulating strength.

Bai Yu, on the other hand, lowered his body and lowered his knees as if facing a formidable enemy, preparing to face the impact.

"Come on!" Tao Rusu cheered loudly.

At this juncture, the Overlord raised his right hand and flicked his sleeves. The sound of his sleeves was heard in the air, and a white air flow rose up in the air. This air flow was clearly visible, like a missile flying at high speed. The ballistic trajectory is like a ball of smoke and dust the size of a fist, but it has an extremely strong sense of oppression and impact.

Danger!

A severe sense of crisis is approaching.

The Black Demon Archer quietly turned on the video recording function of his mobile phone. When he saw this scene, he thought that he would definitely not be able to catch it.

Not to mention taking it, I can't even hide!

That seemingly random movement was actually so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen. No one knew whether the tyrant waved his sleeve casually or really used some skill. Although he could not see clearly, he could feel the first blow. The power is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.

Time seemed to freeze in this moment.

Even though the Overlord has suppressed his realm to the fourth level, a transcendent saint, even if he leaves the canonized realm unused, his own cultivation level is still there, and he has the power of the Overlord's bloodline condensed from hundreds of bloodlines.

A physique that is arrogant in the world, invincible strength, and a speed that chases the wind and the moon.

The three combined into one, even a casual attack should not be blocked by a seventeen-year-old boy at the peak of the second level.

But Bai Yu blocked it.

Even though this move is so fast and unpredictable.

The moment the other party made a move, he realized that it was too late, so he subconsciously activated two projections.

[Ren Xia]’s bullet time and [Ghost Dragon King]’s dragon scale armor.

This was the first time he used the double heroic spirit projection. If it wasn't between life and death, he wouldn't have realized it could be used.

In the past, it couldn't be used because of insufficient realm. Now it is forced to explode its potential and has to give it a try.

Illusive green dragon scales appeared all over the body, like a layer of overlapping defensive barriers and a side of body-hugging armor.

The white smoke hit the temporary defensive barrier constructed by Bai Yu, and immediately spread out a total of eighteen invisible air waves, spreading and oscillating in a circular shape.

The sound suddenly sounded, like a sky thunder exploding in the dragon abyss.

The shock wave also spread more than fifty meters.

The front doors and windows of Longyuan Hall were shattered.

The Black Evil Archer was so shocked that he stepped back for more than ten steps, while Tao Rusu stood still in place.

There was a hint of horror in both of their eyes. The aftermath was so powerful. How much divine power was hidden in it?

It's enough to instantly defeat a fourth-level person without using any realm.

Are saints really so scary?

…

Outside Longyuan, Su Ruoli, who was entangled with Ao Muxue, also heard this deafening sound.

I couldn't help but turn around subconsciously.

Ao Muxue was furious: "Inside Longyuan! Zhen Shifang must have entered! Get out of my way!"

Long Jianquan looked tired: "Are you allowed to go in and die?"

He turned his head and glanced at Su Ruoli.

Miss Su resisted the desire to look back and said to herself calmly: "He will be fine."

…

Something happened to Bai Yu.

But not much.

he got hurt.

Even the Dragon Scale Armor of the Ghost Dragon King is not enough to defend against this blow. The Dragon Scale Armor is a kind of magical power in the Blue Dragon Code, and it is also a defensive magical power. The dragon scales refined in advance are stored on the body surface. It can be activated, it is the fastest, and its defensive effect is also quite good.

But it was almost penetrated by just one blow.

Fortunately, Bai Yu still had a mysterious guardian spirit on his body, so he was not defeated by one move.

He continuously retreated to the front of Longyuan Hall, smashing three steps with his heels.

The survival instinct caused his inner breath technique to operate automatically, and the power continued to overflow, and there was a red fire deep in his eyes.

There was no need to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, it was directly burned to ashes by the Phoenix's inner breath.

Bai Yu straightened his back, took a deep breath, and walked forward. He looked a little embarrassed, but he was not seriously injured yet.

He silently consumed three primary red bottles and his injuries healed.

"First hit!"

The one who shouted was Tao Rusu. She was completely on Bai Yu's side. She took the initiative to shout in order to increase the momentum of this side, avoid the tyrant's desperate combo attacks, and also buy Bai Yu some time to recover.

Although she realized that the next two blows would only be more difficult, she couldn't help but feel happy for the scene in front of her... because Bai Yu had reached the point where she could withstand the Saint's blow!

Looking at the world, even with the scorching sun and bright moon, how many people can do it?

She was very conflicted in her heart. She didn't want him to get hurt, but she also hoped that he could really fulfill the promise of three moves.

"good."

The Overlord held back his left hand and pressed down with his right hand: "You are not very talented, but you possess many mysteries. It's a bit interesting, but that's all."

The first blow is nothing more than a test and a greeting.

The second hit will be more powerful than the first hit.

Just when the tyrant turned his right hand over and bent his fingers, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the scene.

Bai Yu stepped heavily on the ground, and in the next second, his figure disappeared directly from the spot and appeared in the sky. Then behind him, to the left, and to the right, the figures flickered one after another, which was elusive.

The Tyrant stood among dozens of afterimages, his expression unchanged and his movements unchanged.

This method of psyching out the five senses is actually meaningless. In his eyes, all Bai Yu's exquisite movements and confusing trajectories have no effect.

Because it's too slow.

However, he could also see that this young man was not really stupid enough to think that such repeated horizontal jumps would confuse his sight. Instead, he was building momentum through uninterrupted movement, seeming to have the actual combat mood of a first-generation grandmaster. the mystery.

Everyone in the world knows that the Tyrant likes to steal people's blood, but they don't know that he also likes to watch masters fight and fight. Watching them a hundred times makes sense. His realm basically relies on stealing teachers, although he does not have a photographic memory. However, his superhuman understanding allowed him to become a grandmaster in less than twenty years without having any disciples.

So he could see Bai Yu's purpose of gathering momentum and the picture slowly opening behind him.

Ten years ago, the Overlord would definitely take action without hesitation, but now he deliberately waited for half a minute to see what Bai Yu planned.

His figure suddenly stopped and returned to the front of the hall. The situation was like a flood filling the lake, and the scroll of artistic conception suddenly expanded.

He stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, and four dragons flew out.

The earth sends murderous intent, dragon and snake rise from the land.

The Overlord took action almost at the same time, with just a flick of his finger, like popping a marble with his thumb.

A marble met the majestic four dragons' murderous intention... and the result was that the latter completely collapsed.

One encounter and the four dragons collapsed.

"It would be more reasonable if it were Huang Qixia who used this move." The tyrant commented.

But at the moment when he finished speaking, when the murderous intention on the ground was extinguished, a huge green dragon's head suddenly lifted up from under the dragon abyss.

Hidden dragon rises into the abyss!

This move inspired by the artistic conception is not inferior to the real Qinglong Chuhai in terms of charm, and is not as high in completion as the latter, but this is Longyuan, and like the Dragon Clan Tomb, the Dragon Clan aura is strong, and Bai Yu is unceremonious. Use the dragon energy here to launch this move.

Qinglong, carrying the spirit of Long Yuan, faced his old enemy again after an absence of twenty years.

The Tyrant was a little surprised. The bold move to show murderous intent was just a way to attract attention, but this move was the real thing.

The means of canonization are astonishing and have reached a level that ordinary people cannot understand.

He did not use the third move to intercept Qinglong, but changed his move on the spot and immediately turned around the finger snap he had just struck... This move had already been taken, but it could still be withdrawn, just like the bullet that was fired could still be shot. Human control.

When he retracted it with a snap of his fingers, it automatically split in mid-air and turned into more than a dozen meteors that directly hit Qinglong.

Strictly speaking, this is still the second blow!

The meteor flicked against Qianlong Shengyuan, and the aftermath of the collision caused the entire Longyuan to shake and shake, as if it was about to overturn.

The green dragon swayed ferociously. Amidst the interweaving of green water stars in the sky, the dragon's head stopped in front of the tyrant, but was torn apart from the middle by the finger-flicking meteors pouring into the body.

It seems that the second move ended by exchanging moves with each other.

But it's not over yet, just as the green dragon water spreads out...

A sharp edge flashed in the flowing water.

An extremely beautiful sword was suspended in the air, less than three feet away, reaching the Tyrant's throat.

This is the real killer move.

Bai Yu's palm smeared bright red marks on the Kuaiyu knife, and he waved a flash carrying the red marks.

The Tyrant's black clothes shook violently, and the corners of his clothes squeaked. He stood there and let Bai Yu slash his neck with the knife.

The surging sword energy and air waves reached nearly 100 meters behind. The hair rope used to fix the tyrant's hair broke, and his black hair flew into the sky, resembling Wutian Buddha.

Bai Yu stepped on the running water that had not completely dissipated, and returned with the knife.

The two people behind were stunned.

this……

The Tyrant touched his neck. A very superficial wound appeared on his neck, and then a drop of blood flowed.

He looked at the faint trace of red on his fingertips and rubbed his fingers: "You spend so much effort just to shed a drop of blood for me?"

Bai Yu replied calmly: "I didn't say just now that I couldn't fight back."

The Tyrant smiled: "Indeed I never said that."

It's one thing not to say it, but another thing to think about it.

Who would have thought that in this situation, Bai Yu could still fight back, think about fighting back, and dare to fight back.

The black evil bow made the pupils tremble, and the white elm became more and more unfathomable.

Not only did he fight back, he succeeded.

Not yet twenty years old, his cultivation level has barely reached the threshold of the third level, and he actually made the ten fierce tyrants shed a drop of blood.

The saint's body, even if it stands still, cannot be injured by ordinary people. Moreover, the tyrant has extremely strong blood and has enough defense to carry Haoshi missiles with his body.

How on earth is it done?

Is it the power of that knife?

"It's a mystery." Bai Yu automatically answered the doubt: "Unfortunately, the level is too low. It only hurts a layer of fur, and it is not qualified as a nail clipper."

In fact, Bai Yu took the initiative to attack. The goal was not to kill the enemy. He also knew that this was impossible. The goal was to force the bully to defend.

Bai Yu originally thought that his sword could force him to raise his hand to defend. As long as he defended or counterattacked, it would be counted as his third shot, or two and a half shots.

This way he won't be able to take a third shot.

But the tyrant actually stood still and bore the sword with his body.

He was aiming at the vital point, but the other party didn't even blink. He was extremely confident and arrogant.

Invincible is almost openly opened.

If your little cleverness has no effect, you will have to bite the bullet and face the third blow.

The first two times were nothing more than a small fuss...just a mock exam.

The third strike is the real college entrance examination.

If you can't take it, someone will die.

Baiyu has no way to retreat.

The tyrant suddenly said: "How's that for now?"

Not only was he not in a hurry to take action, but he also gave a new proposal.

"Stop now. Although I will take her away, I can guarantee that she will be returned to you intact within three years at most."