The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1109: The killer move

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Laughing loudly and distortedly, Ming Yuan stretched out the huge claws of the fierce demon towards the opponent, the claws of black energy that he could vomit, and the claws were five or six meters in size, completely covering the half-kneeling leaves below. Dust, there is no problem in crushing it in the palm of your hand.

The moment the black paw fell...

"Click--!"

Golden light flashed, and Mingyuan an awakening spirit, at the moment his fierce demon claw and that golden light sparked, it jumped out a hundred meters away.

This guy... this guy... really doesn't care about it at all.

Calming the fierce heartbeat, Ming Yuan stared at the opposite side viciously. Ye Chen, who seemed to be unable to lift his head, was using zombie-like movements from half kneeling on the ground to shaking. He stood up, as if to save the last drop of energy, his head was still drooping, without raising it.

No, you can't let that guy continue to hold the long stick, as long as the divine treasure is still there, you can't feel at ease.

Mingyuan’s deadly gaze fell on the nearly ten-meter-long golden energy stick, layers of golden halo spread out from the stick body, and the golden energy wings stretched out from the armguard, lightly from time to time With a fan, a few beautiful golden feathers were scattered in the air.

This long stick that exudes dreamlike beauty, in Mingyuan’s eyes, is the culprit of this hard fight. If it weren’t for this long stick, the **** human being in front of him, with its Nascent Soul Realm strength, simply can't fight against oneself.

No, even if you pay a little price, you must first separate this stick from your opponent, and wait until you kill this guy. Isn't this baby his own?

Make up his mind, Mingyuan smiled grimly, and rushed up with his powerful claws. Although it has become a frightened bird, it has not lost its calm judgment and the courage to fight. Once he has an idea in his heart, naturally It is to be implemented immediately.

"Die!"

The devil’s claws are waving heavily, and the opponent's seemingly weak palms will always become strong and powerful at the moment of the attack, and they will wave a long stick to block a fierce attack. , Even... counterattack.

Clearly tired to this level, this will...or a terrible fighting instinct, although Ming Yuan didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to admit that he would be frightened by a human being with the strength of the Nascent Infant Realm.

But inside, it has already realized that, like the golden long stick, this terrible will and instinct is also one of the factors that shocked it. How many have this ability to survive the Jedi.

As long as these two palms are separated from the divine treasure, the enemy will not only lose its strong source, but even if it is determined, it will instantly collapse.

For the two factors that can destroy the other party in one fell swoop, Ming Yuan looked very heartbeat. Watching the golden long stick swing high from the top of his head, in an instant, its blood-red eyes flashed in his heart. Some major decision seems to have passed.

"Click--!"

The horrible tearing sound sounded. Under the huge power contained in the King Kong Wishful Rod, even the Haunting Abyss, which was put on a layer of energy armor, could not stop it with that gorgeous and mighty fighting demon armor. Come down.

The armor that gathers the power and demon energy of Hedao, like a thin layer of iron skin, is easily torn by the sharp energy blade, from the left shoulder of Mingyuan, until it has been cut down to the right thigh, the skin is open and fleshy, with blood. Direct spray, leaving a shocking huge wound more than three meters long.

This is an unexpected event that no one else can predict, because this wave is too obvious, and Mingyuan cannot be avoided. To be precise, the purpose of swinging down this stick was to force Mingyuan The retreat was to attack for defense. No one thought that he would receive such a miraculous effect, or that Ming Yuan had lost his mind just now.

But in fact, even though he was hit hard again, Mingyuan's mouth cracked with a triumphant smile.

"Boom——!"

It seized the opportunity of this moment, the huge fierce demon claws were gathered together, and with all of their strength, he slapped the joint between the hilt of the sword and the palm of the opponent.

Under this powerful force, the palms that had exhausted their numbness earlier can no longer hold the long stick. Time, as if slowing down at this moment, separates the stick body bit by bit from the palm. Rotating little by little, flying high, tracing a gorgeous golden track in the air, and falling to a kilometer away.

In this scene, two pairs of pupils were reflected clearly, only one pair of pupils reflected ecstasy, while the other pair of pupils reflected numbness and apathy.

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing the success of the plan, Ming Yuan even forgot the huge wound on his chest that was still spurting blood, and Yang Tian laughed.

"What can you do without that stick?"

With Mingyuan's eyesight, at least it can be seen that the other party has not really obtained the approval of the divine treasure, but is only consuming his life force and forcibly using this power that does not belong to him.

So after this divine treasure leaves his hand, he will definitely not return instantly when he is called by his master like other weapons. In other words, the person in front of him no longer has the power to resist!

At this moment, the strong self-confidence returned to Mingyuan again, and it finally relaxed, raising the pair of fierce demon claws high and placing them on top of the enemy's head, like a death sickle that controls the life and death of the opponent. As long as this sickle falls, it is announcing the end of a life, the victory of a **** battle.

Yes, without the golden long stick, the other party has no means to hurt himself.

Ming Yuan raised his head slightly, recalling the bitterness of the battle, like a joyful farmer standing in the middle of a harvested wheat field holding a scythe, he took a deep breath of excitement, and even his huge claws couldn’t help shaking violently. stand up.

Then, the huge Demon Claw turned into a black shadow, and the heavy hammer fell.

Everything is over...

No, not yet!

The enemy told it this fact by action.

Lunge, teleport.

In the next instant, Mingyuan's blood-red eyes reflected the enemy's sudden teleportation to its feet, bowed and shrank his fists, in a posture that he would do his best to make the final blow.

Still needlessly struggling? Ming Yuan did not appear to be panicked. After a battle, the two sides already knew the bottom line. After losing the golden long stick, the enemy no longer had any moves or physical strength, and could cause great harm to himself. Everything was nothing more than It's just a dying struggle.

However, at this moment, a terrifying devil energy burst out from Ye Chen's body. That pure and majestic devil energy caused Ming Yuan to be frightened for an instant, and his body was completely unable to do anything. The reaction came.

"This... is this the breath of Lord Pluto?"

But in the next second, he won't have any thoughts...

Because Ye Chen suddenly appeared behind the Pluto gods, the two merged into one, and threw a shocking punch.

"Triple Nether Realm Divine Fist!"