Counterattack from Douba

Chapter 220 The Crazy Patriarch
Whether it is using the fifth-level rhythm to destroy tens of thousands of ghost troops, or using the fifth-level formation to strengthen the huge formation pattern of the ice palace, it is a kind of extreme explosion.

For Zeng Xiaoshi, who is only an eighth-level Martial King, it is definitely a kind of overload operation. If it is not for his strong body and soul, he may have fallen down long ago.

Fortunately, everything I did finally paid off.

The Ghost Patriarch outside had stopped attacking, his body stood silently in the void, his aura was a little scattered, the crazy attack just now consumed too much of his strength.

Looking at the still solid ice palace in front of him, Patriarch Yougui frowned deeply.

This tortoise shell is too hard!There is no way to break open in a short time.

Can I just retreat?Bow your head to a young man who is only an eight-star Martial King?

A strong unwillingness surged in the ghost ancestor's heart.

I am Emperor Wu!Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for the peak powerhouse in the Northern Continent to retreat like this?

A pair of black hole-like eyes swept around sharply, and his pale face became more and more ferocious.

Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly, "Little ghost, since you don't want to come out, then don't blame me for attacking people outside."

what?
What does the Ghost Patriarch want to do?
Just when everyone was in doubt, Patriarch Yougui moved and rushed towards the genius outside.

All the geniuses were shocked and began to avoid.

However, Patriarch Yougui's body shook, and the terrifying Emperor Wu descended down like an overwhelming aura, and the entire sky seemed to freeze.

Everyone below the Emperor Wu felt a suffocation-like discomfort, as if their bodies had fallen into a quagmire, making it difficult to move.

A cruel sneer appeared on the face of the ghost ancestor, and with a light wave of the ghost sword in his hand, the heads of the three and a half emperors in front of him were cut off.

Then, his figure flickered again and again, and the ghost sword carried a deadly killing intent, harvesting the lives of young geniuses one by one.

The Martial Emperor-level masters roared and tried their best to block the Patriarch Yougui, but their speed was always lagging behind. Every time they caught up, they were only the shadow of Patriarch Yougui.

In an instant, dozens of geniuses in the arena were killed, and the Martial Emperors of all major forces felt their hearts bleed.

These geniuses are all elites selected from thousands of geniuses, and they are the future hopes of the major forces, but now they are easily slaughtered by the ghost ancestors.

However, Patriarch Yougui has made it clear that he doesn't want to fight head-on with everyone, and he will leave as soon as he touches it, but a random move will also make people below the Emperor Wu feel desperate.

This almost rogue tactic made everyone feel extremely hated, but also very helpless.

"Master Sword Emperor, come out and save us!"

In desperation, many geniuses called out the name of Sword Emperor Feixue.

It's a pity that since the last time Sword Emperor Feixue was seriously injured, he has been recuperating in the depths of the snow mountain to heal his wounds, and he doesn't know what's going on outside.

Seeing the thirteen people in the ice palace, Zeng Xiao felt extremely uncomfortable.

Although these geniuses have nothing to do with him, but as humans, seeing the massacre happening in front of his eyes, how can he not feel uncomfortable?
Especially Zeng Xiaoshi, not only felt sorry for these dead geniuses, but also felt guilty.

If it wasn't because of what they did that angered the ghost ancestors, these geniuses might not have suffered such a bad luck.

If I don't act anymore, I'm afraid it won't be long before these geniuses will all be killed.

"No, I want to go out and stop this evil monster." Zeng Xiaoshi murmured, his eyes gradually became firm.

"Little stone..." Zhao Xiaoqi grabbed Zeng Xiaoshi's arm, his eyes full of worry.

"Little uncle, I will go with you!"

Although Bing Hanxue's temper looks indifferent, she is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she can no longer bear the rampantness of the ghost ancestor.

Zeng Xiaoshi looked at the two of them seriously, and said, "Xiao Qi, Bing'er, don't worry, I have a way to deal with the old devil, so you can wait for me here with peace of mind."

"No, I want to go with you!" Zhao Xiaoqi shook her head. Although she was afraid, she didn't want Zeng Xiaoshi to take risks alone.

"Be obedient!" Zeng Xiaoshi straightened his face and stopped her action.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoshi's unchangeable attitude, the two little girls had no choice but to give up.

Zeng Xiaoshi came out of the ice hall, looked at the Yougui Patriarch and said loudly: "Yougui, this young master has come out, hurry up and kneel down to pay his respects!"

These words really angered You Gui, he immediately stopped his movements, turned around and flew towards Zeng Xiaoshi.

"Ah, little beast, I'm going to kill you!"

Before the words fell, the sharp ghost sword stabbed over, and the ear-piercing screaming sound sent a chill in people's hearts.

Zeng Xiaoshi unfurls the immortal step, like a flash of lightning shooting into the distance.

"Hmph! In front of this emperor, you still want to run away? What a daydream."

Patriarch Yougui let out a cold snort, and the space trembled, Zeng Xiaoshi felt the space in all directions suddenly freeze, making him breathless.

Emperor Wu is indeed a different level from the previous level, his words and deeds coincide with the world, and can actually affect the changes in space.

However, Zeng Xiaoshi's Immortal Jiebu was not an ordinary footwork, he was able to break free from the constraints of space, with a slight twist of his body, he shot into the distance like a swimming fish.

"what?"

Patriarch Yougui let out a light sigh, it is really surprising that an eight-star martial king can break free from his restraints.

Ghost Sword speeded up again, aimed at Zeng Xiaoshi's back and stabbed.

A terrifying cold breath descended suddenly, almost freezing Zeng Xiaoshi's soul, his hair trembled violently, and he threw three fourth-order talismans with both hands like lightning.

Phantom Talisman, Gravity Talisman, Earth Wall Talisman!

The three talismans each have their own magical effects, and they act on the ghost ancestor at the same time.

It was the first time that the ghost patriarch encountered this kind of fighting method, and he was blocked by confusion for a while, and Zeng Xiaoshi got rid of his attack again.

Purple Wing shook from behind, and shot into the distance like a sharp arrow.

"Get me down!"

Patriarch Yougui was furious, stretched out his ghost hand, turned into a big hand tens of feet long, and grabbed Zeng Xiaoshi viciously.

Ghost hands move mountains!

This move was so powerful that it captured everything within a radius of several tens of feet. Even the space seemed to be taken away, and a big black hole appeared.

Zeng Xiaoshi's heart beat wildly, his wings fluttered to fly, but his whole body seemed to be burdened with a huge weight, he couldn't move at all.

At the critical juncture, Zeng Xiaoshi responded calmly, and the magic whip in his hand struck out seven times like lightning, all in the same position.

The powerful defense-breaking ability couldn't even hold back the strength of Emperor Wu, so his body resumed its movement, and changed its position eight times in a small range in a row, avoiding the most powerful attack of this move.

Then throw out a magic talisman again - a substitute talisman.

These movements were too fast, and everyone was dazzled. When they saw it clearly, they only saw Zeng Xiaoshi's body in the hand of the ghost ancestor.

"Ah! Little stone—"

"Little Master--"

Yue Xiaoqi and Bing Hanxue were so frightened that their souls were almost suffocated, crying loudly and rushing out of the hall.

"Little hero, you can't die!"

In the main hall, disciples of Xueshan and geniuses from all major forces were all lined up. They took advantage of the escape opportunity created by Zeng Xiaoshi and successfully entered the main hall.

At this time, seeing the little hero who saved him suffer, he shouted loudly.

The ghost ancestor smiled cruelly, and gently squeezed the ghost hand...

(End of this chapter)