Chapter 921 Are you good at fighting?
A total of twelve ancestral realm powerhouses stared at Luo Yu outside Douluo Star.
The powerhouses of Douluo Continent all held their breath.
felt a great sense of oppression.
Because the opponent stands up randomly, one finger can crush them all.
Although Luo Yu is very strong, he is alone and weak. He has no companions to help him, and he cannot support himself alone.
The backs of Ning Fengzhi, Tang Chen and others were completely wet with sweat.
They are very clear that they don't feel so much pressure now, that's because Luo Yu is taking the initiative to undertake everything.
If Luo Yu fell down, they would definitely realize what true despair is.
Looking at the powerful and indescribable ancestor figures above the sky, Ning Fengzhi and the others showed a little despair in their eyes.
It hasn't completely collapsed yet, it's entirely because of the trust in Luo Yu's ability to perform miracles repeatedly.
Tang Chen sighed.
Once upon a time, he was the pinnacle of this continent, calling the wind and rain, but now he is no different from an ant. He can only survive under the protection of others. This greatly hurt his heart, but he was powerless.
"Brother Yu..." Xiao Wu took a step forward, tightly pursing her rosy lips, and pinching the hem of her skirt with her bare hands.
Gu Yuena stopped rationally: "Don't disturb him, it will distract him."
Xiao Wu's charming eyes were full of worry.
"I'm so worried."
Bibi Dong shook her head from the side.
"None of us sisters are worried, but worrying is useless, just choose to trust Brother Yu."
In the universe, the twelve ancestral realm powerhouses were surprised to see Luo Yu fly up through the air and face them.
"Hey, is this aborigine quite kind? He dares to fly over to face us." Tianwu King, who was holding the jade seal, teased.
Jian Chenzi shook his head.
"If it was replaced by other juniors who have not reached the ancestral realm, they would be so scared that they would kneel on the ground and be unable to stand up when they saw us all together."
The Seventh Patriarch is not in the mood to tease now, the injuries on his body have not recovered, and his descendants were beheaded before, so now he is full of disgust for Luo Yu.
"Little brat, what is the secret of this ancient tree? If you don't tell me, the ancestor will let you not survive or die."
Luo Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Seventh Patriarch.
"Old man, who do you think you are, who can talk to me so casually?"
"Are you good at fighting?"
"I think you look like a punk."
The Seventh Patriarch was furious instantly, and the other ancestral realm powerhouses also found it fun, thinking that this kid seemed to have a little bit of courage.
It's really not taking the ancestral realm seriously.
Do you know the gold content of the ancestral realm?
Countless 19th-level powerhouses are trapped here, unable to break through for tens of thousands of years. How dare you mock like this?
"You ask if I can fight?"
The Seventh Patriarch laughed outrageously, the laughter shook the heavens and the earth, and a wave of dead energy turned into huge waves rolling in the universe.
Luo Yu hooked his fingers.
"bring it on."
"Little bum."
"Boom!"
The Seventh Patriarch made a bold move, pointed out with one finger, fixed the surrounding space, and came crushed with the force of heaven and earth.
Luo Yu immediately used the space method, tossing and turning in the air.
Dodge that giant finger.
The Seventh Patriarch sneered again and again, making a mocking sound.
"Indigenous ants, don't you like to pretend, why did you run up?"
Jiuzu hugged his shoulders with his arms beside him, sneering: "It's just a clown, don't accidentally beat him to death, it will be too cheap for him."
Seventh Patriarch laughed loudly.
"Don't worry, I've only produced less than 10% of my skills. I won't be able to kill him. At most, I will be disabled. After all, although he is a native ant, it is not a pity to die, but he lost the opportunity to detect intelligence."
Other ancestral realm powerhouses watched Luo Yu jump up and down, desperately dodging the dead fingers, and shook their heads again and again, their eyes full of contempt.
"Everyone in the ancestral realm is ants, how can he, a native, have the confidence to plot against us."
"He's handsome when he's pretending to be aggressive, but he's very embarrassed when he's running for his life."
Seeing the huge fingers approaching Luo Yu continuously, locking him firmly, as if possessing inexplicable power of rules, all beings in Douluo Continent became anxious uncontrollably.
What to do, what to do now.
The opponent just made a random move, and forced his strong man into such a state?
How should such a strong person resist.
A feeling of despair circulates among ordinary creatures.
As for the girls, there are some doubts, what operation is Brother Yu playing?
They more or less know Luo Yu's one-point card, and they understand that a man will never be unable to borrow the other's finger, and there must be some calculations.
Following Luo Yu's funny jumping up and down, many ancestral realm powerhouses invisibly put down their guard against him.
I just think he is funny.
The Seventh Patriarch also shook his head again and again.
"That's it?"
"That's it?"
"You dare to plot against us so much, I really think you have two brushes, but I think highly of you."
Jiuzu smiled and said: "Seventh brother, don't say that, I think this ants still have the ability to escape."
As Luo Yu kept fleeing in a hurry, and the Seventh Patriarch was too lazy to attack, the power of the dead finger gradually weakened.
Finally, Luo Yu seemed to be exhausted, his speed slowed down a beat, and he was directly hit by the dead fingers.
"Puchi!"
The dragon king's armor summoned by Luo Yu appeared densely cracked. With a muffled snort, he spewed out a big mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.
The breath dropped rapidly, weakening to the extreme.
"not good!"
Countless creatures in the Douluo Continent saw such a scene, their complexions were pale, and they fell into despair.
Luo Yu was defeated, their patron saint was defeated, and Douluo Continent seemed to have a chance to survive.
The corners of the mouths of many ancestral realm powerhouses are raised.
"The ancestral realm cannot be humiliated."
"As early as when this ants dared to calculate the ancestral realm, the ending was already doomed."
The Seventh Patriarch shook his head again and again.
"Trash, you just beheaded Shi Tianjun, and you think you have the ability to challenge the ancestors? You don't even have the qualifications to please the ancestors."
He was about to dodge and grab the weak Luo Yu, when a figure beside him flew out.
"Wait a minute, Brother Seven, let me catch these ants so that your hands won't be dirty."
Jiuzu let out a smirk, and chased Luo Yu who was flying upside down through the air, grabbed his ankle, and lifted him upside down.
"Boy, tell me the origin of this ancient tree honestly, and I can make your death less painful."
At this time, the whole continent fell into despair, because their master of the plane was covered in blood and was being carried by someone.
As for Qian Daoliu and others, they faintly sensed that something was wrong.
The girls of Bibi Dong knew that there must be something wrong.
Luo Yu didn't speak for a long time, Jiuzu grabbed his ankle and shook it.
"No way."
"It won't be such a waste, will it be useless if you take my seventh brother's move?"
"It didn't work."
"Ugh-"
At this moment, a long sigh sounded.
Before the words fell, Luo Yu had a blood-red sword in his hand, which directly pierced the Jiuzu's chest. At the same time, Tianling Gai quickly flew out three murderous swords, drawing mysterious tracks, and pierced Jiuzu's head and lute bone respectively. Blood splattered everywhere, shocking everyone...
(end of this chapter)
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