Eternal Sun

Chapter 351: Xiri God Clan VS King Sanctuary 2

At this time, Nu Hun was kicked away by Yang Yao.

Then, after being restrained by the tornado created by Yang Qing, he finally got rid of it.

No matter what, he is still one of the most powerful beings under the Lord.

Converted to the Xiri multiverse, it is the existence of Yang Xu and others under Yang Sheng.

Regardless of whether his true strength can really match that of Yang Xu and others, he is still much stronger than other king-level holy domains.

Yang Qing's casual attack was not enough to really trap Nu Hun.

……

However, just after escaping from Yang Qing's terrifying tornado that was tearing everything apart and grinding flesh and bones, Nu Hun saw Yang Yao's battle axe right in front of him.

“Clang!” “Rip!”

Wherever the battle axe passed, even the space of the starry sky was torn into a thin crack.

"not good!"

At this moment, the sense of crisis of death instantly filled Nuhun's brain.

"Kakaka!"

The wristband on one of Nu Hun's arms disintegrated instantly and then directly merged into the wristband on the other arm.

"Block!"

With an angry roar, the arm with two wrist guards stacked on top of each other struck Yang Yao's battle axe head-on.

“Dang!” “Crack!”

The deafening collision sound even made Yang Yao and Nu Hun feel a little tinnitus.

The sharp blade of the battle axe penetrated into the glove of Nuhun's fist inch by inch.

"boom!"

The powerful fire of destruction and the furious force collided and scattered, which eventually affected the battle between Yang Qing and Liat.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Not only that, the stars closest to the fluctuations could not withstand such force and were instantly disintegrated by the impact.

“Swish!” “Swish, swish!”

A large number of star fragments were shattered, and a small number of surviving ones were ejected into the starry sky to an unknown distance and became meteorites in the universe.

“Swish!” “Puff!”

After all, the double wrist guards were still inferior to the Axe of Flame Doom and could not block the sharpness of the axe blade.

Nu Hun's forearm was finally cut off by Yang Yao, and the horrible impact force caused Nu Hun to spit blood.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nu Hun decisively wrapped his broken arm and fled into the distance.

"Hahaha! Where are you running to!"

"Shh!"

Yang Yao laughed loudly, holding the Axe of Flame End in one hand, and transformed into a stream of light emitting gray flames and chased after him.

……

The battlefield closest to the one between Yang Yao and Nuhun is the one between Yang Qing and the White-shou King Liat.

When the battle started, it was not Yang Qing who took the initiative to choose, but Liat who came to her directly.

Yang Qing didn't care about this. She would fight no matter who she was fighting with.

The only difference is how much time it takes to kill the opponent.

Although the White-shou King's body is much larger than normal humans, he can only be described as tiny in front of Yang Qing.

However, he did not expand his body size like Nuhun, because he did not rely on close combat anyway.

"Hehehe... You look much better than those losers I met before."

"It seems like we can't take it lightly."

The slightly lazy and careless voice of the White-shou King sounded slowly.

To some extent, he is even more powerful than the Holy Wrath King Nuhun.

The White-shou King is relatively more arrogant, and it seems that he doesn't take anyone seriously except the master.

"Really? I hope your strength matches your words, otherwise I will be very disappointed."

A sneer appeared on Yang Qing's lips.

"Yohoho...as you wish!"

"Sisisi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the White-shou King's long silver hair began to grow wildly.

In an instant it reached a length measured in kilometers and continued to grow.

"Wow..."

Until the end, the figure of the White-haired King was completely submerged in the ocean of silver-white hair.

"Sususu!"

The next moment, the silver-white ocean rioted, and countless strands of hair began to spread towards the direction where Yang Qing was.

“Tear!” “Puff!”

Wherever it passed, even the stars were easily cut into countless pieces.

Faintly, traces were left on the starry sky that would last for a long time to disappear.

……

Of course, Yang Qing was not idle when the White-shou King was using his own methods.

"Buzz!" "Clang!" "Ding!"

Six purple and silver halos shone and rotated behind her head, and wind dragons with the power of storms surrounded her.

A pair of thin and transparent strange scimitars, engraved with countless purple and silver patterns and with arcs of astonishing beauty, appeared in Yang Qing's hands.

"You think you can compete with me with just a piece of hair?"

“Clang! Clang! Clang!” “Rip!”

Facing the overwhelming torrent of silver-white long hair of the White-haired King, Yang Qing swung the pair of storm blades in her hands without hesitation.

In an instant, endless strands of wind carrying extreme sharpness collided with the silver-white hair.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" "Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of metal colliding was so dense that it was impossible to hear it all, and it was completely continuous.

“Swish!” “Bang!”

Some of the wind was blown away by the White-shou King's hair, and some of the hair was cut off by Yang Qing's wind.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak!” “Swish, swish, swish!”

The overflowing power and hair flying everywhere made the whole area seem normal in an alternative way.

Overall, Yang Qing has the advantage.

After all, what she lost was only the wind strands transformed from her own power, while what King Baishou lost was his own hair.

However, Yang Qing also lost the ability to sense the White-shou King's aura, as if the sea of ​​hair in front of her had all turned into the White-shou King's true body.

……

And at this moment, Yang Qing suddenly sensed a powerful aura approaching rapidly.

After sensing it, he discovered that it was the Holy Angry King Nuhun who was kicked to his side by Yang Yao.

"Yao, can you be more unreliable!"

He frowned, and swung the Storm Blade in his hand to create a huge tornado.

"Get away! Don't disturb me fighting!"

The next moment, he saw Liat taking advantage of his distraction to surge wildly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yang Qing slashed out huge wind blades that turned into a wind blade net and covered the White-shou King.

Then, Yang Qing's huge body moved forward at a high speed, and rushed towards the body of the White-shou King through the channel opened by the wind blade net.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Yang Qing used the power of space to directly block the surrounding space to prevent anyone from affecting her again.

It also prevents the possibility that King Baishou will escape when he sees the situation is not favorable.

At this time, the White-haired King had merged into the ubiquitous sea of ​​hair, and Yang Qing's perception was unable to directly find his real body.

Otherwise, it would be more convenient to directly use the power of space to further launch the attack.

"But it's not impossible to find it!"

……

"Susususu..."

Faintly, the projection of the dreamland of Wind Breath gradually descended upon the area blocked by Yang Qing.

The power of the wind was spreading, and combined with the omnipresent power of space and dreams, the White-shou King could not escape even if he had wings.

However, at this moment, the waves caused by the confrontation between Yang Yao and Nu Hun swept in again.

"Buzz!"

Although the surroundings had been blocked by Yang Qing, there was still some impact.

This made Yang Qing speechless.

"Yao, just wait and see how I deal with you after the war is over."

Yang Qing was speechless and helpless towards her biological brother. She always felt that this guy should be the younger brother and she was the older sister.

"Hmm? Found it. Pretty good at hiding!"

Suddenly, Yang Qing's eyes lit up, and her eyes, burning with purple and silver flames, suddenly looked in one direction.

"Shh!"

In an instant, Yang Qing's figure disappeared from the spot, but there was no spatial fluctuation.

The next moment, Yang Qing appeared out of thin air at the sensed location, and the Storm Blade in her hand slashed down diagonally.

"Tear!"

The sharp Storm Blade instantly cut off a large amount of hair, revealing the White-haired King who twisted his body to avoid the attack.

"Yoho, I've been found!"

The White-shou King's still lazy voice sounded.

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