Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 2401: Give it up!
"Amazing!!!"
"I am afraid that few people in the four continents can achieve this kind of inscription pattern!"
"So fast, so careful planning...within the same level...no, it should be said, within two levels, very few people can beat him!"
"It's amazing!"
"Tianxuanzong really deserves to be a gathering place for dark horses, every disciple is so brilliant... Shi Mengyang who went down before, Yun Huan now, and Xie Ting, the third swordsman who shot before, are all amazing... "
Everyone was fascinated by the speed with which Yun Huan painted the inscription patterns and the series of layout plans.
——Ling Aoyu was about to explode with anger.
He has grown to the point where he is now. I don't know how many battles he has experienced, but none of them have been as aggrieved as this time.
He was forcibly suppressed by a person whose cultivation level was not as good as him. Under the watchful eyes of the public, he was ravaged and had no resistance! ! ! !
He and Yun Huan, he is the one with a high cultivation base!
But their battle rhythm was in Yun Huan's hands from the beginning.
He turned out to be the passive side!
Ling Aoyu felt incredible!
Seeing this, Shi Mengyang, who was defeated by Ling Aoyu before, was also slightly shocked: "This surnamed Yun doesn't show his true skills on weekdays, right?"|
Why suddenly become so strong?
He didn't realize at this point that Yun Huan was avenging him!
Ling Aoyu was trapped by the vines and the land, but Yun Huan did not continue to attack. Instead, Ling Aoyu, who looked calm and indifferent, wandered around.
Having learned from the previous experience of Yun Huan's shot last time, this time everyone dared not guess that Yun Huan was wasting time...
I'm afraid, Yun Huan has already carved a lot of inscription patterns in places they can't see?
Ling Aoyu also understood that the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.
An anger flashed across his eyes, and the sword of death, which was originally intended to be pressed at the bottom of the box, burst out instantly...
Boom!
In the violent blasting sound, the vines wrapped around the long sword and the soil squeezed around him were all blasted open, Ling Aoyu's whole body aura soared, and he looked similar to Martial Ancestor!
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
"The aura of Martial Ancestor?"
"Could it be that Ling Aoyu is already a Martial Ancestor?"
"When he fought another sword cultivator from the Tianxuan Sect before, he never used this trick, but now..."
"Now that Ling Aoyu is so powerful, Yun Huan, I'm afraid he will lose."
"What a pity!"
"However, this battle also tells us that no matter how powerful a game's strategy is, it is not as important as its own strength!"
Everyone is talking...
Om!
Four colored lights suddenly shot out, from four different directions, with Ling Aoyu as the center, and landed on him.
The power contained in the four colored lights is very powerful, and even Ling Aoyu at this time can't resist...
The powerful pressure was pressing Ling Aoyu's body fiercely!
Ling Aoyu's body was bent a little, and his knees were too. He was about to fall to the ground when he couldn't hold it, but his pride made him feel a little unwilling to admit defeat.
Ignoring the pain in his body, he should be standing still...
Click! Click!
Ling Aoyu's body trembled, sweat poured down like rain, but after a while, a pool of water stained his feet with sweat. The sound is the sound of bones breaking in his body...
"If this goes on like this, even if you don't die, you will become a waste." Yun Huan looked at Ling Aoyu, who was pale, and said, "Allow me to admit defeat."