Sure enough, Zhao Chenghuang didn't have any accidents, let alone anger, as if he had expected such a result, the claws that pierced the enemy's chest slammed and pulled.

More water splashed, and his claws slid from left chest to right chest, to right arm, and finally slammed on the handle of the knife.

The narrow-mouthed long knife was knocked into the air, spinning and flying tens of meters, and nailed to the wall under the auditorium.

This is the real purpose of Zhao Chenghuang.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who used the water ghost passive, ignored physical attacks, but it also meant that he couldn't hold a weapon in this state.

Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to destroy his clay figurine, and he also wanted to destroy the opponent's weapon.

One lost his shield, the other his spear.

have equal shares.

After flying the weapon, Zhao Chenghuang attacked close to him, not giving Yuanshi Tianzun a chance to pick up the knife. At the same time, he secretly guarded against the Yin Corpse who was fighting in the distance, and divided his consciousness to control the body of the Yin Corpse at any time, in case Yuan Shi Tianzun used the Yin Corpse to take the knife.

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Zhao Chenghuang scratched Yuanshi Tianzun's chest with one paw, leaving four bone-like claw marks, and the bright red blood flowed.

Zhang Yuanqing's face twitched in pain, his sharp black claws ignited into flames, and he returned the claw viciously.

His strength is not as good as Zhao Chenghuang, but he can use his fire control ability to increase his damage.

Chi Chi, green smoke rose from Zhao Chenghuang's chest, and his facial muscles trembled.

bang bang bang! Clap clap!

He punched and kicked, sometimes using sharp claws to attack, and cut deep wounds on Yuanshi Tianzun's body, and he himself endured the opponent's iron fists and scratches, and endured the trampling of the red dancing shoes.

The two no longer used props, and didn't even use their night tour skills. The existence of the beach made night tours meaningless, and it was also meaningless to deal with night tour gods and spirit servants.

They fight in the most primitive way, using claws and fists as weapons, with the aim of destroying the enemy's body and will, bloody and bruised.

The sandy beach they stepped on was covered with frost, frozen into hard soil, and soon cracked under the strong trampling.

The audience who had just sat down suddenly stood up again, staring intently at the venue.

The fire masters were full of excitement and excitement, immersed in the battle full of violent aesthetics. They were surprised to find that the night tour god who originally played the role of assassin and summoner can also fight so wonderfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhao Chenghuang are both talents, it's a pity not to be fire masters.

For other professions, this battle is a violent confrontation, a contest of fighting, and a contest of physical strength, but for the night tour god of Taiyimen, the core of the battle between the two is the competition of the power of the sun.

Whoever's power of the sun is exhausted first will lose.

After being transformed into a ghost, Yeyoushen's self-healing power reached its limit. Once the power of Taiyin is exhausted and the wound repair is weakened, defeat will be a matter of time.

Zhao Chenghuang's experience value is higher than that of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the power of Taiyin is stronger, but those red dancing shoes are too hated

A few minutes later, the two people, who were at the end of their strength, had another powerful collision. Zhang Yuanqing's sharp claws swept towards Zhao Chenghuang's throat, and the latter's claws pierced into Zhang Yuanqing's chest.

The two stumbled back, Zhao Chenghuang clutched his bloody throat.

Zhang Yuanqing fell to the ground, his eyes darkening.

The two tried their best to use the power of the sun, racing against time to repair the wound, but at this time their physical strength was already on the verge of limit. JrNovels.com