Chapter 133: searing battle
“It’s about to go!”
With a heavy step, Lao Zi rushed over like a **** of fire. His fists were powerful and his face was painful and hot. Natsume Yang couldn't help but take a breath. This was a Jinchūriki, far from an enemy he could fight against now.
“Whoops!”
Xia Muyang didn't dare to confront Lao Zi at all. The moment his punch came, he used the wind-blinking technique to dodge away.
“The speed is okay, but unfortunately it’s not enough!”
As soon as Natsume Yang appeared, he felt as if he was in a sea of fire. A scorching fist of molten magma quickly enlarged in his eyes, making his pupils shrink.
“Bang!”
Xia Muyang seemed to have no time to react, and was hit directly by the punch, but there was no joy on Lao Zi's face. He saw that Xia Muyang who was hit suddenly turned into a burnt stand-in wood.
The real Natsume Yang appeared in the distance, formed seals with his hands, and then sprayed out a sharp and arm-thick super water line, which directly hit Lao Zi.
“Zi!”
The water reacted violently when it hit the hot magma, sizzling and hissing, and a large sheet of hot mist spread out, moistening the air.
“A very powerful blow, but unfortunately, the attack power is not enough!”
“If you only have this level, then you can go die!”
Like a red phantom, Lao Zi appeared in front of Xia Muyang in an instant. His right arm broke through the air and pressed forward, causing the air to twist and wrinkle, and his neighing sound was extremely sharp and harsh.
But Natsume Yang had no time to care about this, the key was to avoid Lao Zi's fist.
“Whoops!”
Xia Muyang once again used the wind-blinking technique to dodge, and then suddenly appeared behind Lao Zi. Before he could launch an attack, a fist quickly magnified in his eyes, and with the terrifying temperature of the molten liquid, he was struck with life. Pierced his chest.
“What a cunning little devil!”
But there was still no joy on Lao Zi's face. He saw that Natsume Yang, whose chest he had pierced, was still a substitute.
“Where will it appear next?”
Lao Zi looked around with a solemn expression, wanting to see where Natsume Yang would appear from next time, and then launched an attack.
“Swordsmanship of the Wind!”
The next moment, Natsume Yang appeared about ten meters away from Lao Zi, with a powerful sword energy lingering around him, which was already visible and made the air tremble.
“Whoops!”
“Whoops!”
The moment he saw Xia Muyang appear, Lao Zi immediately stepped on him hard and rushed towards him like a cheetah.
But Natsume Yang just shook the spirit-zanting sword in his hand, and then fired out a three-meter-high sharp sword energy, which directly cut through the air and collided heavily with the rushing Lao Zi.
“Little devil, what a powerful move! I have never seen anyone with your level of strength at your age. It’s great. Killing like this will give you a greater sense of accomplishment!”
Lao Zi only felt that this sword energy seemed to have tens of millions of gravity. Even with the strength of his tailed beast transformation, it was a bit difficult to resist. He was actually forced to take a step back and stepped out of a two-meter pit.
“Scatter it to me!”
He suddenly shouted wildly, the aura on his body suddenly became stronger, and the temperature of the molten liquid instantly increased by several hundred degrees.
He heard the sword energy snap loudly, and was pushed out by Lao Zi. It exploded into a terrifying wave and vented towards the surroundings.
