Chapter 970: Qiu Liyou

Zhao Shi walked slowly in this desolate land, and the beasts along the way sobbed as soon as they saw him, and crawled on the ground tremblingly.
boom!
When one mile of land was halfway through, the loess on the ground suddenly exploded, and a black ghost flew out from it, piercing Zhao Shi's head with a harsh scream, and the surrounding air suddenly became cold and thick.
"Your concealment technique is very good, but the strength is too weak and the foundation is vain."
Zhao Shi's expression was faint, and he cut countless gusts with a sword, and turned into a sharp blade to cover the black ghost shadow, turning it into a cloud of black aura that dispersed in all directions.
Without any resistance, pieces of wind blades that were not controlled by God's consciousness cut into the ground, chopping the solid soil and stones into a piece of erosion powder.
"Be careful behind!" Yang Qiushui exclaimed in the distance.
A young man with skinny bones and withered hair, with only a little humanoid left on his body, smiled grimly, opened his sharp teeth and bit at the neck of Zhao Shi, who was close at hand.
Everything was so silent, not even a trace of wind or dust aroused, even if a flying warrior was attacked, he might die instantly.
"Very clever."
Zhao Shi's expression was indifferent, the Qiu Shui sword in his hand did not stop after slicing a sword, stabbed it randomly on his shoulder, and the tip of the sword sank into Qiu Li's right bloodthirsty eyes.
"You are not born..." Qiu Liyou yelled in panic, his body quickly lost its vitality, as if the chronically ill person who persisted for a long time and died finally reached his limit.
"Yes, a good trick."
The Qiu Shui sword was still very stable, and it was not retracted because of the death of the enemy. The moment it pierced its right eye, the highly concentrated kamikaze zhenqi burst out, blasting the skinny young man's head into countless blood foam.
The reason for Zhao Shi's praise also appeared.
Near the back of his head, there appeared Qiu Liyou, whose body had been mutilated and the shriveled internal organs were exposed.
All the true energy and even the flesh and blood in his whole body were condensed on the black nails of his right hand and turned into a black spike to pierce Zhao Shi's head.
The speed is extremely fast, it has turned into a black light, and even Zhao Shi's hair has been cut off.
More than that, along with the yin wind, a sob of sobs penetrated into Zhao Shi's soul, causing a scene of horrendous ghost bites before his eyes.
The royal legend is indeed different from ordinary flying fighters. In this crippled to death situation, there is actually the strength to use weird power and sneak attacks to fight flying fighters.
Qiu Liyou was already frantic in his eyes.
Such a genius must be the top figure among the king's true species. Killing it will make the old guys who torment him heartache, and it is not impossible to be executed by the king!
call!
The sound of the wind, a blue sword light wrapped in twenty-eight different winds, was brought into his eyes. The speed was not fast, and he could clearly see how it teared the air and cut every detail of the dust.
There should be no threat, but Qiu Liyou was shocked to find that he had exhausted all the pitch-black spikes. At this moment, he was slow as a snail. After being lighted by the cyan sword, he caught up first, and slashed precisely at the tip of the spike.
boom!
The pitch-black spikes broke off between the sword-blade blows, and the non-human-shaped Qiu Liyou flew backwards like a half-broken sack, and slammed the ground.
There was no blood flowing out, and rancid, dry flesh was exposed under the broken skin. The bones were gray, shattered, and there was one last breath.
"You are not a descendant of a family! You are a commoner!" After seeing Zhao Shi's figure clearly, his face showed an unbelievable look, and even the flesh and blood that he was turning into a gray powder was ignored.
"Ha, haha!"
After being detained for so many years, Qiu Liyou knew he was going to die. He was not so scared at this moment. He seemed to think of something funny and laughed wildly: "Is the family now desperate enough to train civilians? And he doesn’t trust you yet. My life will be used to cast the name?"
Zhao Shi was expressionless, and walked up slowly with a sword.
"good very good."
The Qiu Liyou, who witnessed the sword's merciless killing at him, suddenly laughed coldly: "Old ancestor! Old ancestor! This pariah is good and beautiful, and he is not the one who killed me!!"
"Don't blame him for your old man, you want to accept him as a disciple, and finally let him break through the federation and slaughter the Yang family and the Huo family!"
"Ancestor! Don't forget..."
The blue sword tip wrapped in the breeze pierced his eyebrows, and the kamikaze zhenqi contained inside shattered his already fragile paper body into powder, and his weak soul was also obliterated by the sword intent of the gale.
Zhao Shi glanced at the gray powder on the ground, closed his sword and turned back.
Coming to the door, Yang Qiushui, who was anxiously checking for any wounds on his body for a while comforted, looked up and saw Yang Wu with a gloomy expression.
Qiu Liyou was really careful, and he refused to settle down before he died.
Zhao Shi smiled faintly: "Why, Lao Yang, is there any problem?"
"It's okay, your exam has been completed, and the score is full." The gloom on Yang Wu's face disappeared, and he said gently: "Zhao Shi, you are indeed a loyal fighter of the Federation. I will take you to see the Lava King. This is a great honor. It's also the federation's affirmation of you."
"You said the lava king?"
Zhao Shi, who has always been calm and composed, showed excitement and incoherent words: "Zhao Shi, how can Zhao Shi, how good is Zhao Shi, Sansheng is fortunate, and he will definitely be loyal to the Federation, and he will not regret it until he died!"
Yang Qiushui and Li Xi also had similar looks, almost beyond control.
King Realm Warrior!
These are the gods of the Federation, who can segregate one side even when the country is founded, and become the founder of the eternal family. It is also the goal of billions of warriors in this life.
"It's good if you know, the lava king has a heart for the world, and it really makes my generation of warriors admire it all their lives."
Yang Wu looked respectful, saluted to the east, picked up the three Zhao Shi and took them to the distance.
"Old Wu family, I have poor qualifications. Will it stain the eyes of the Lava King and make him blame it?" Yang Qiushui said a little uneasy: "Or, you just take Zhao Shi."
"will not!"
Without waiting for Yang Wu to say anything, Zhao Shi immediately resolutely said: "Teacher, you are too arrogant and self-defeating. You are the true king of true species with the true legend of Hailan, and the true species of king is much better than Yang Lanjiang. There will be at least 100 kings in the future. The probability of dividing by one is already Tianjiao, and you must have confidence in yourself."
"Really?" Yang Qiushui asked hesitantly, very unconfident.
She felt that she was far inferior to Yang Lanjiang, even if she was promoted to the Flying Heaven Realm, she would not be able to beat her. It was a waste of good luck.
"So, Xiao Qiu must be more confident." Yang Wu recognized Zhao Shi's judgment.
The king's method is so magical, and their random arrangement can make the results of a genius who is super talented and willing to work hard become ordinary, not worth mentioning.
After flying for several hours, Yang Wu took the three of them to a halt in front of a high mountain that was always burning with golden flames, with an expression of respect and humility to the extreme.