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The remaining twisting storm was offset by Zhan Taiqing's black and white twisting power.

This scene fell in the eyes of Feng Ziyu and Zhan Taiqing, and instantly stunned them both at the same time!

"Nine...Jiudu has no god-level twisting power!"

"This person clearly only has the regular strength of the Eightdus level, and even the cultivation realm of the Threedus level. How can it be possible to display the twisting power of the ninedus level!?"

"Could it be that he has some kind of incredible trump card on his body that can temporarily display the power of Jiudu's distortion!?"

"..."

Feng Ziyu looked at Su Lang with horror, and the contempt for Su Lang in his heart had long been forgotten, and replaced by solemnity.

"This Su Lang! Can actually exert the power of Jiudu's distortion!"

"Could it be that he has Jiudu-level imperial soldiers? This is impossible. I have never heard of Jiudu-level imperial soldiers in the place of exile!"

"Should be using some unknown means to continuously sublimate his own twisting power, creating the illusion of Jiudu's twisting power!"

"The amount of this twisting power is definitely not much, but the threat is too great!"

"..."

A lot of thoughts flashed in Zhan Taiqing's mind, and the fear of Su Lang in his heart rose to the peak in history!

In his opinion.

Su Lang's threat was no worse than Feng Ziyu.

After all, if such Jiudu twisting power were thrown on him several times, Zhan Taiqing would definitely not be able to hold it!

"No, you can't keep him!"

A bitter killing intent rose in Zhan Taiqing's heart.

at this time.

"Aboriginal exile!"

"I think you can use the twisting power of Jiudu several times with the garbage from Sandu!"

Feng Ziyu shouted in a low voice, holding the long knife in his hand and slashed again.

In a flash.

A large amount of Badu's twisting power condensed into a storm again, and it poured down Su Lang and Zhan Taiqing!

Feng Ziyu's move was more powerful than the previous one.

The storm of twisting power is so majestic and vast, it has almost formed the pillar of the storm to take over the world!

"Friend Su Lang! Resist quickly!"

Zhan Taiqing shouted anxiously when he saw this scene.

"it is good!"

Su Lang waved his big hand, and suddenly another twisting force of Jiudu rose from the sky and slammed into the twisting storm.

Rumble!

The forces of twisting cancel each other out and annihilate each other, and a wave of violent aftermath of battle radiates, destroying the originally fragmented grid of space!

Zhan Taiqing also started at the same time.

however!

His goal is not Feng Ziyu, but Su Lang!

"People often want to kill, and they are greedy for life. I'm sorry!"

Zhan Taiqing used his life's power to urge the chessboard of mystery, and instantly burst out the unprecedented twisting power of eight waves.

This is one of his hole cards.

It was not used when dealing with Feng Ziyu, but it was used on Su Lang at this time.

This can be seen.

How jealous Zhan Taiqing was towards Su Lang, even to the point of fear!

boom--! !

But I saw countless black and white chess pieces wrapped in black and white twisting air, forming two terrifying dragon heads, strangling towards Su Lang who was close at hand!

"Zhan Taiqing actually shot him!"

"Hehe, a weird Sandu, scared you out of measure?"

"Well, let you clean up that guy first, I will kill you again, and then take the Nine Dragon Coffin!"

Feng Ziyu in the distance was suddenly surprised when Zhan Taiqing acted on Su Lang, and then sneered again and again.

But Su Lang, who was the first to bear the brunt, turned a deaf ear to the terrorist sneak attack close at hand.

This immediately gave Zhan Taiqing an illusion.

"This Su Lang just used the twisting power of the Nine Crosses, and he really couldn't resist!"

"Hmph, he can't even react, this time he will undoubtedly die, and I can be regarded as a major disaster."

Zhan Taiqing looked at Su Lang who did not resist, and a surprise suddenly appeared in his heart.

however.

What happened in the next moment made him and Feng Ziyu stunned again.

"I am here!"

"Don't want to hurt my master's hair!"

A fair-skinned, messy hair, dressed in a normal black robe, with dark circles under the eyes, a young man appeared out of nowhere.