You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 495 A Difficult Battle Situation

The half-green tree looked at the attacking stegosaurus and snorted coldly. A thick branch swept over, and the fire dragon was cut in half in an instant like a piece of dry wood and rotten wood. It turned into countless flying swords and dissipated into the air. The dragon head was rolled back by the huge force and inserted into the ground for several feet.

In the deep pit on the ground, cold sweat kept dripping from Changqing's face. The big holes pierced by the branches were extremely difficult to heal. A force was constantly destroying the healing progress and even drilling into the body to prevent the wound from healing.

"It's not easy, right? How can you resist me now?"

Half of the green tree was trembling. Although the light on its body was dimmed, it survived.

This method is more like splitting oneself in half alive, which is more cruel than Changqing's method just now.

But it seemed that the loss of half of the green tree had a huge impact on it, and even the protection on its surface was lost. It only covered some of the trunk, and the lush branches were unprotected and exposed.

The current situation is perfect for both sides to suffer losses, but the time that the heavenly calamity can last is short, and he is unwilling to die.

The green tree twisted and extended its branches, trying to roll up the evergreens on the ground.

But he seemed to have forgotten something...

Before I could take any action, I suddenly felt someone tapping the treetop.

"You son of a bitch, you seem to have forgotten that grandpa is still here!" The inner demon propped up his broken body and stood up.

The inner demon sneered at Changqing, who was the size of a sesame seed on the ground, and then, in the fear of the heavenly tribulation, he hugged him.

"you……"

A point of white light suddenly appeared, and then continued to expand and grow.

The inner demon explodes.

The heat current swept through, and the air was distorted by the heat. The ground was flying, the soil and gravel were peeled off, and the trees were turned into debris. As the heat storm rolled away, Changqing was very close to it. The wooden sword seemed to sense something and blocked it in front of him, but the inner demon used some secret method to make the power of the Dharma explosion so strong.

The wooden sword did not hold out for long before it and Changqing were thrown far away again by the shock wave.

Changqing, who was "flying freely", looked down at the earth from the sky. The original valley had long disappeared, and a valley hundreds of feet deep had replaced it.

The thunder tribulations of low-level and mid-level demon kings were truly terrifying. Compared to the place where he had just fought, they were nothing.

Falling from a height of hundreds of feet, he would be killed without Qingshu having to do anything. Changqing could only endure the severe pain, his wings lit up, and he staggered into the empty and charred earth.

He was already seriously injured, and the shock wave caused many cracks in his internal organs. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the charred soil was stained with a hint of bright red.

At this moment, there was only a small cloud left above his head, and in the distant sky, the sun had become only a hint of red light. Night was approaching, and New Year's Eve was approaching. The children could not wait to put on new clothes, and preparations for the New Year's Eve dinner had begun.

And he himself was stuck in the mud, like an old dog on the roadside, how miserable.

He struggled to crawl out of the mud, summoned out a wooden sword covered in black mud, and stared straight at the place in the distance where the white light disappeared.

As long as the calamity clouds have not dispersed, it proves that everything is not over yet.

A ray of white light slowly floated over from a distance, flickering.

Changqing lifted it up gently. This was the inner demon, and it was extremely weak at the moment.

After staring for a while, Chang Qing finally didn't have the heart to kill it. He pressed the white light into his brows, and the weak voice of the inner demon came: "That guy is still alive, you have to be careful~"

Changqing nodded, but he gripped the hilt of the sword even tighter.

An arrogant voice came from the horizon: "Now that you have lost another great helper, what else can you use to fight me!"

"If you have no more tricks, I will take this skin!"

The calamity 'Changqing', which was left with only half a green tree trunk in the sky, roared, looking at Changqing like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"You're really a cockroach. You're not dead yet!" Chang Qing spat.

Soon, in Changqing's sight, a slightly faded version of himself walked out of the tree trunk.

Tianjie Changqing brushed his hands across the tree trunk, and the trunk turned into countless mists, condensing in his hands. Suddenly, a wooden sword appeared in his hands that was exactly the same as the sword in Changqing's hand.

"The sword ball you just made that contains ten thousand swords is quite good. I think your swordsmanship is very good. How about we have a swordsmanship competition at the end?"

Although Tianjie Changqing said so, both sides understood that Tianjie Changqing, who had protection, was invincible from the beginning. In addition, Changqing was seriously injured, so this proposal was more like a game of cat and mouse.

Chang Qing was naturally fearless in his desperate fight. He gritted his teeth and made a white gesture towards the illusory figure.

"It feels great." Tianjie 'Changqing' shouted loudly, and several sword lights flew out from the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Changqing.

Changqing was not to be outdone. Countless spiritual powers surged, and one sword turned into thousands, heading towards the sword light.

The brilliant spiritual lights constantly collided, extinguished, and continuously consumed spiritual energy.

Chang Qing's face was covered in cold sweat. With his seriously injured body, controlling tens of thousands of sword shadows was extremely exhausting. Blood kept oozing out from the corners of his mouth.

On the other hand, the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing' was leisurely controlling his sword to obliterate the incoming sword light, slowly killing towards Changqing step by step. He did not want to rush for success and destroy this body, so he quietly waited for Changqing's spiritual power to run out so that he could seize the other's body.

Both sides are wary of each other, and even at this point, they are still trying to consume and test each other.

Chang Qing made a gesture with his sword, and all his sword shadows exploded at the same time, shining with green light.

Changqing took this opportunity, raised his sword and cut through the air wave, crossed the sword light, and swung a sword energy towards the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing'.

The heavenly calamity 'Changqing' seemed to have sensed it long ago, and also swung out a sword, but the sword move had a few more green rays, which was even more fierce. It destroyed the sword energy and slashed towards Changqing's face with another sword.

However, the figure disappeared like a phantom.

At the same time, the sword behind him split the air and slashed towards the body of the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing', and Changqing's figure also appeared.

"A blind trick?"

When Tianjie Changqing faced the oncoming sword, it was too late for him to raise his sword to block it, and he had no intention of blocking it either.

As expected, the sword blade hit the body of the heavenly tribulation Changqing, and it only rebounded with huge force. The wooden sword was not held firmly and was thrown out.

Changqing ignored Dongfeng 51, but instead stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's neck.

"Why do you want to strangle me to death?" There was a laugh.

Changqing didn't hesitate at all, and stars flashed in his eyes.

The Emperor’s art of rest, start!

In an instant, the heavenly tribulation fell uncontrollably into the illusion and stood still in mid-air for a while.

Taking this opportunity, Dongfeng 51 floated in front of him. He held it with both hands and pushed it hard. Dongfeng 51 was like a drill, constantly fighting against the protection on Tianjie's body.

This method is extremely effective. Facing a natural calamity that is several times weaker, the defense seems to have weakened a lot.

But the long sword in the hand of Tianjie 'Changqing' flew out of his hand and attacked the wooden sword, automatically protecting his master.

"It's really troublesome!" Chang Qing had no choice but to raise his sword to block it tightly.

And this wooden sword was indeed difficult to deal with, and Dongfeng 51 was actually a little angry.