"That's quite interesting."

Xia Tian was calm and said in a nonchalant tone: "Are you really holding my heart in your hand?"

The man with the Chinese character face was not aroused by Xia Tian, ​​and said with a smile: "If this king was young, he might be deceived by you, but now, hehe."

"Is this a scam? Don't you have any idea in your mind?"

Xia Tian didn't bother to explain more, "You'll know if you just crush it."

"Not urgent."

The man with the Chinese character face raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to make a box with air, and put the heart condensed with light into it, "Didn't you say three minutes? I will play with you for three minutes first, and give it a try."

How many kilograms are there?"

Xia Tian said casually: "Come on then, stop talking nonsense."

"good."

The man with the Chinese character's face nodded slightly and disappeared in an instant.

On the hillside, a faint air of anxiety spread for no apparent reason, and then a strong wind suddenly rose.

A thick dark cloud flew in from nowhere, turning the clear sky into a dull and dull precursor to a rainstorm.

"Why are you doing so many tricks? Can't you just do it?"

Xia Tian shook his head, not quite understanding the other party's thoughts, "You have to do special effects for three minutes, don't you think it's a bit of a waste of spiritual energy?"

In mid-air, the voice of the man with the Chinese character's face suddenly sounded from far away and suddenly came close: "Don't worry, I have an endless supply of spiritual power. Changing the celestial phenomena is just a routine operation."

"Then it's up to you. Use whatever tricks you have."

Xia Tian lazily yawned, "Otherwise, when the three minutes are up, you won't have a chance to use it again."

The man with the Chinese character face couldn't help but laugh: "You dare to be so calm under the aura of this king's devil. I don't know whether to call you slow or ignorant of life and death."

Not long after, Xia Tian suddenly felt something shaking under his feet. When he looked down, he found that the ground was surging like water, and then the entire hillside was rising and falling.

"What's going on?"

Summer is a little strange.

The man with the Chinese character’s face replied: “Of course I will bury you.”

The soil, stones, flowers, plants and trees on the entire mountain seemed to have turned into water, forming a whirlpool, wrapping Xia Tian in the center, layer by layer of mud and stone barriers.

"Bang!"

Xia Tian curled his lips, pointed his toes, and stepped through the layers of mud flow very easily, and his figure suddenly went straight into the sky.

However, those mudflows did not let him go, and actually followed him into the sky, condensing a huge muddy hand and grabbing Xia Tian in mid-air.

Xia Tian's speed is extremely fast, and you can hardly even see the afterimage during the movement.

The strange thing is that the giant mud-flowing hand can capture Xia Tian's traces every time. There were several times when Xia Tian almost hit the palm of that giant hand.

"Xia Tian, ​​you can't escape."

The man with the Chinese character's face laughed again, "You are already in my demonic aura, and your heart is under my control, so your thoughts, your consciousness, your flashes... are all under my control.

The longer you hold on, the more severely you will be restrained by the devil's aura. In the end, you will simply not be able to bear the huge consumption of spiritual energy and will die of exhaustion."

Xia Tian didn't bother to pay attention to that voice, and still flashed slowly and unhurriedly, avoiding the pursuit of the giant hand of mud flow.

"Haha, I'm really surprised to see how embarrassed you are."

The man with the Chinese character's face became more and more sarcastic, "Have you really learned the magic from another world?

The so-called eight heaven-defying needles can’t be like this, are all the miraculous things just blown away?”

"Whether it was blown out or not, you will know later."

Xia Tian replied lazily, but because of this sentence, his breath was stagnant, and then he was caught by the giant hand of mud flow.

"Hahaha, you must have been caught."

The man with the Chinese character's face revealed himself and appeared beside Xia Tian, ​​"What a pity. It seems that the palace master's information is wrong. Your eight heaven-defying needles are not magic at all, and you are nothing special."

"Who is the palace master you are talking about?"

Xia Tian smiled and asked: "Do I know him?"

The man with the Chinese character face said coldly: "You don't deserve to know me.

I don't understand. With your level, how could it become a legend?

How could my son die in the hands of a loser like you?"

Xia Tian said casually: "You will die in my hands soon."

"You have the thickest skin in the world."

The man with the Chinese character face stared at Xia Tian coldly, "If your Eight Needles Against Heaven are really powerful, then show it and let me see it."

"It's already been used, didn't you notice?"

Xia Tian chuckled.

"Don't be so mean. You are still young if you want to deceive me... eh?"

The man with the Chinese character face was reprimanding Xia Tian, ​​when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, because at some point, the person caught by the giant hand of the mud flow turned out to be himself.

Xia Tian still had that playful smile and looked at the man with the Chinese character face mockingly: "Are you a little confused and don't know when you were tricked?"

"This..." The man with the Chinese character face was indeed a little confused. It was clear that everything was under his control, but how could the offense and defense be reversed in an instant without any warning.

Xia Tian smiled provocatively and said: "The time is not up yet, how about I let you feel the feelings again."

"Xia Tian, ​​you don't think you can win this king with just this method?"

The man with the Chinese character's face snorted coldly, and suddenly a strong white thunder and lightning burst out from his body, instantly smashing the giant hand of mud flow into pieces.

"Thunder Hand, Fire Palm, please have a nice meal."

The man with the Chinese character face crossed his hands in front of him, and his left hand suddenly flashed with rolling thunder and lightning, while his right palm was filled with scorching flames. Then he pushed both palms towards Xia Tian's chest.

"boom!"

Xia Tian seemed to be unable to dodge, and was directly hit. His body immediately fell into the ground like a cannonball, only making a bottomless hole.

The man with the Chinese character face was not happy, because he had noticed that Xia Tian was still alive, and there was no figure of Xia Tian in the hole on the ground.

"It's interesting now."

Xia Tian appeared in front of the man with the Chinese character face, clenched his fist and punched him, "Come on, you can also taste my fist."

There were no sparks or lightning in Xia Tian's fists, but the man with the Chinese character didn't dare to take a hard hit. He turned sideways and then hit Xia Tian's left abdomen with both fists.

"Huh?"

The man with the Chinese character face couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise when he saw that Xia Tian had no reaction. When he looked again, he found that his fist was actually blocked by an invisible air barrier.

In the middle of that layer of air barrier, there was a silver needle.

The silver needle was obviously very soft, but it could block his fists filled with thunder, lightning and flames.

"Don't you want to see the Eight Heavenly Needles?"

Xia Tian chuckled, "Then I'll let you see it. Don't blink."

"How can my fist be defeated by a small silver needle?"

The man with the Chinese character face obviously couldn't accept this reality. He suddenly mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body. The thunder in his fists became more intense and the flames became more intense.

In the air, "Crack!"

There was a loud noise, and a strange burning smell filled the air.

"The eight anti-heaven needles are not just acupuncture techniques, nor can they only affect people."

Xia Tian lazily yawned and said very casually: "It goes against the sky, which also includes celestial phenomena, and the ability you use is nothing more than borrowing wind, clouds, thunder, fire... these natural phenomena

.”

The man with the Chinese character face suddenly understood something, and Youba instantly became extremely pale.

"So, I am naturally many levels higher than you. How could you win over me?"

Xia Tian moved the silver needle forward very casually, breaking through the lightning and flames without any hesitation, and plunged straight into the forehead of the man with the Chinese character face.

In an instant, everything came to an end.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.

The top of the hill is still the same hill, just shorter because the potholes have been filled in.

The man with the Chinese character face knelt down on the ground dejectedly, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet!"

"It's better not to take out the things in your pocket and be embarrassed."

Xia Tian lazily took back the silver needle and said disdainfully: "You can't beat me even with your spiritual power.

Although I don’t know where you got the crystal from, it is limited after all, and my spiritual power is unlimited.”
To be continued...