The opponent had no intention of defending from the very beginning.
The defensive posture was just to let Mr. Tian show his flaws.
Sure enough, Mr. Tian was fooled.
When he stabbed with the sword, it was thought that the wooden demon would look around and mess around.
Unexpectedly, a strange smile appeared on the face of the wooden demon. When he saw the long sword stabbing him, he didn't panic at all. He took a step forward, and suddenly grabbed the long sword with his big hand from the middle.
Bass! bass!
The sword energy gushed out, and began to peel off the skin on the wooden demon's hand.
However, this damage is just a drop in the bucket for the wood demon, not worth mentioning at all.
"Broken!" The wood demon shouted loudly, and pressed his palm down hard, the long sword in Mr. Tian's hand unexpectedly shattered!
Boom!
Fragments of the long sword flew, and Mr. Tian was immediately injured.
"It turns out that you still have the means, but in the face of absolute power, you are simply vulnerable."
Mr. Tian frowned, and quickly activated the spell, calling out a delicate and exquisite gossip mirror.
The mana hit the gossip mirror, and the runes suddenly lit up in all eight directions.
The eight runes shone with golden light, and the gossip mirror began to tremble slightly, and a vast beam of golden light shone from the gossip mirror in an instant, hitting the wooden demon hard.
For this one, the wood demon's movements froze instantly, unable to move.
Mr. Tian laughed triumphantly: "A mere bastard who only knows a little trick. This is the gap between you and me."
This battle was also won without any suspense.
The gossip mirror in his hand is a high-level psychic weapon given to him by his uncle!
Relying on this magic weapon, he can almost run rampant in the lower realms.
Just when Mr. Tian was triumphant, a piece of wood suddenly appeared from behind him, and then quickly split to form a long branch, which was slammed towards Mr. Tian's back.
Snapped!
With a lash of the whip, Mr. Tian flew out directly.
At this time, the wooden block gradually split and formed a new wooden demon.
And the previous wooden demon, although still standing still, has already begun to shrivel up.
"What kind of envoy, it turned out to be just a fool who relies on the sharpness of the magic weapon." The wood demon laughed, and the two arms suddenly shattered, turning into a branch and covering the gossip mirror.
Mr. Tian turned pale with fright, and quickly made a formula to take back the magic weapon.
But as soon as he sensed the existence of the magic weapon, there was an incomparably fierce force that forcibly cut off the connection between him and the magic weapon.
The wooden demon licked his lips and smiled: "This baby is not bad, I accept it with a smile."
On the gossip mirror, the mark about Mr. Tian has been completely erased.
Mr. Tian's eyes were red: "You beast, hand it over!"
He called out a long sword again, ready to fight to the death with the Wooden Demon.
But the wooden demon didn't intend to waste too much time.
With a flick of the branch, Mr. Tian was immediately sent flying, causing him to vomit blood.
This time, it was obvious that the Academy side lost.
Mr. Tian took out a elixir from his bosom, and stared at the wooden demon full of resentment: "You'd better hand over my magic weapon, otherwise you will definitely die a miserable death!"
But the wood demon ignored it at all, and said with a smile: "Don't bluff people, you can't send strong people down from the heavens. Besides, this is my trophy. If you have the ability, come and grab it yourself."
Over the years, Yuding Academy has also sent several disciples. The Yaozu have already figured out the details of the heavens.
Seeing that the wood demon was so rampant, Mr. Tian suddenly felt as if his face had been slapped a few times, and he was extremely depressed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com