Chapter 214: Small angle variation

Chapter 214 Small Horn Variation
Wu De grabbed Han Yu by the neck, then slowly lifted him up, and said viciously: "Don't say yes, I have a hundred ways to let you taste the hardship in this world!"
Han Yu glared at Wu De, rather than surrendering, his vitality quietly gathered towards Qi Tianjia, preparing for the final blow.
"Oh..."
Suddenly, a very miserable howl sounded, like a lonely wolf king, walking to the end of his life, screaming at the bright moon.
Everyone was attracted by this scream, and their eyes projected to the past for the first time. I saw a small white beast on the other side, bursting with golden rays of light like a sword, as if there was an incomparable group of terrifying energy in its body, about to break out of its body. This little beast is not someone else, it is a little horn.
Han Yu's heart suddenly mentioned his throat. This kind of situation happened once in Xiaojiao. When he was at home in the past, Xiaojiao had become so violent after swallowing that drop of golden blood. But that was because I took golden blood, and now I have not eaten anything.
"My God, will Xiao Jiao be okay?" Han Yu asked anxiously.
"This little beast attaches great importance to friendship. Seeing that you are in trouble, it will not hesitate to burn your blood and original Qi to save you. I don't know what the consequences will be!" Tian Lao said gravely.
Han Yu was moved in a mess, but also worried. Seeing Xiaojiao's painful look, Han Yu felt like a knife.
"Cracking..."
Under the gaze of consternation, Xiaojiao's body began to grow rapidly, and it didn't take long for it to become one foot tall, three or four feet long, and an extremely irritable breath exuded from all over her body, and her eyes became red. , Filled with a thick fierce meaning, there is no such thing as a normal and naive appearance, now it has completely turned into a fierce beast.
"Roar!"
Xiao Jiao turned around and yelled at the people here. The roar shook the mountain and shook the lake several meters high, forming a big wave rushing toward the people on the shore. Many soldiers were The tide fell to the ground. Even Wu De was shocked, and Han Yu fell on the ground as soon as he loosened his hand.
After Xiaojiao's roar, he stepped on the lake and rushed towards him with terrible anger and murderous intent. It was still tens of feet away. The terrifying and fierce aura made many people's creeps and their feet weakened.
"Naughty animal!" Wu De regained his senses with a loud shout, his right hand hooked Sifang Tiandi aura for his own use, directly displayed the sixth-order martial arts Tianchen palm, and slapped it towards the small corner with one palm.
Suddenly, a dazzling energy handprint rose against the storm, which was three points more terrifying than the handprint that hit Han Yu just now. However, the little horn was not afraid, and rushed towards him.
"Boom!"
The handprint of a master of Lingwu Jiuzhong could easily be injured, but it was directly smashed by the little horn, and the little horn's momentum remained undiminished. Even Wu De had to show his moves and retreat.
No matter how many little horns are at all, they rushed into the crowd and rushed into the crowd. Many people have not been hit by the little horns, but they were swept by the horror on their bodies, and their bodies burst open. The scenes of a moment made people Can not bear to look.
"Stop the evil animal!" Wu De yelled. This is the last elite unit of the City Lord's Mansion. If it were all killed by the small horns, the City Lord's Mansion would really exist in name from now on. He rushed in for the first time. When it was about half a meter away from the small corner, it directly displayed the field, and suddenly a strange force squeezed away from the small corner in all directions, and the small corner was to be confined.
Xiao Jiao roared, his body exuded a dazzling golden light again, and he broke free from the shackles of the domain abruptly and slammed into Wu De. The two madly fought together, and Xiao Jiao did not lose the wind.
Han Yu watched with enthusiasm, and a carp stood up, rushed into the army of the city lord's mansion, and began to harvest the opponent's life as much as possible.
The strongest man in the City Lord’s Mansion’s army is only the fifth level of cultivation of Lingwu. The team is fighting the front, but their formation has long been broken by the small horns. At this time, it is like a pile of loose sand, even if Han Yu is seriously injured, he still kills. Seven in and seven out.
"Ah...little thief, I want to smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces!" Wu De was furious, but he was entangled in the horns, and his clone was useless.
The army of the City Lord's Mansion was crushed for a while, and it didn't take long for it to be rushed to pieces by Han Yu. Han Yu's whole body was already wet with blood and looked quite crippled.
When the army in the city lord's mansion had lost its deterrence, Han Yu stepped on the water, rushed over and hugged Liu Qingfeng and Liu Xuanyue under his arm, and shouted, "Xiaojiao, let's go!"
Xiao Jiao heard Han Yu's call, forced Wu De back, and then ran wildly.
"It's not that easy to run!"
"Eternal Cold Flame!"
Wu De raised his hands, and a white flame suddenly appeared in his hands. This flame was extremely weird, without terrifying high temperature, but rather cold, and the dust in the sky was constantly cracking.
Han Yu's brows jumped wildly, and the breath emanating from this flame was infinitely close to the seventh-order martial arts.
Wu De pushed with both hands, and the flame flew toward the small corner, quickly magnified, and soon became obscuring the sky.
Han Yu displayed the eight steps of the Heavenly Dragon and rushed towards Xiaojiao for the first time, but Xiaojiao shouted at Han Yu, and the terrifying air wave rushed Han Yu back. So Han Yu watched as the little horn was drowned by the white flame.
Han Yuxin almost jumped out of fright, the sixth-order martial arts, which is infinitely close to the seventh-order martial arts, is far more powerful than Wu De's previous Tianchen palm. Can Xiaojiao stand it?
Within the flames, the screams of Little Horn continued to be heard. From this sound, it could be heard that Little Horn was suffering incomparably painful suffering.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the flame exploded, and a golden energy ball rushed out, holding a long tail like a comet, and hitting Wu De.
At this time, Xiaojiao's body also appeared, the hair all over his body became dull and the horrible aura on his body disappeared invisible.
Wu De shot three palms in succession to hit the energy ball, but his sixth-order martial arts, in front of the energy ball in the small corner, was vulnerable to a single blow, and it shattered when hit, and finally the energy ball hit Wu De's chest. , Blasted open, and blasted Wu De to pieces.
"puff!"
Xiaojiao suddenly raised his head and spewed blood, then his body gradually became smaller and became his usual size, and he fell into the lake. Han Yu rushed over and hugged the little horn. He couldn't help but shudder. From the little horn, a terrifying chill came. Han Yu seemed to be holding not the little horn, but a piece of ice for thousands of years. And Xiaojiao, has become like a gossamer, life hanging by a thread.
Han Yu quickly checked Xiao Horn's body with the power of his soul, and his expression changed drastically. No matter the five internal organs, blood vessels, or meridians, the small horn's body is covered with a thick layer of profound ice, and the whole body has been frozen.