Chapter 2821

Wu Chi was greatly shocked. He never thought of this Great Wizard could really do such a thing. He quickly stretched out his hand and the flying skull immediately seemed to have received some kind of summons. It rapidly shrank and was held in his hand.

Looking down, Wu Chi’s anger burned like fire, and his face suddenly became ferocious.

His own Witch Weapon had actually been split with a crack！

This was a sorcerer king’s sorcery tool! Not to mention a crack, under normal circumstances, no matter how the opponent attacked, not even a mark would be left. But now, this tiny crack was like a gaping mouth, at will ridiculing his ignorance.

And just as he was examining that skull, he suddenly felt his mind tremble violently. Looking up, he immediately roared： “That’s enough！”

That unremarkable great sorcerer had actually flown in front of another skull again, raised his sword and chopped down. After suffering a loss once, how could Wu Chi not know the other party’s ability? He hurriedly recalled all the sorcery tools that were spraying the cold and gloomy death energy and preparing to turn this village into a dead zone.

The six skulls flew back one after another, circling around him like shooting stars, all having shrunk back to their original sizes.

Without the skulls running amok, the death energy covering the village quickly dissipated like snow under the scorching sun.

Yang Kai carried the Million Swords on his shoulder and looked at Wu Chi carelessly, with a hey smile： “I’m not boasting, you’d better go all out.”

The corner of Wu Chi’s eye twitched. If it were any other great sorcerer who spoke to him like this, he would definitely not bother to pay attention. But the one in front of him was… a bit different.

“You, did you really kill him？” Wu Chi asked coldly.

Yang Kai said： “It can be considered yes, and it can also be considered no. He finally blew himself up and died！”

“It really was you！” Wu Chi flew into a rage. Before, he had suspected that with You’s abilities, how could he have been easily killed, and even the stone fortress had been massacred. After all, that Chi and Zhu simply didn’t have the ability to kill You. He had previously thought that the Witch King of the Gale Tribe or the Raging Flame Tribe had made a move, but now after experiencing Yang Kai’s methods, he knew that what the other party said was true.

You really did die at his hands, otherwise, it would be impossible to know such clear details.

Most of You’s abilities were based on that blood sea. The blood sea was transformed by his witch weapon, the blood gourd, and the great wizard who killed You also seemed to have a witch weapon with decent power.

Ordinary witch weapons, how could they injure his own skull？

However… after all, he was just a great wizard. Even if he had some means, now that he had personally made a move, could he still escape？

“You will pay the price for your arrogance！” Wu Chi let out a low shout. Suddenly, he raised both hands, and the six skulls intertwined and whistled, pouncing straight towards Yang Kai. However, this time the skulls did not grow larger. Although they lacked some momentum, they were undoubtedly more flexible and changeable.

In just an instant, the six skulls blocked off all directions above, below, left, and right of Yang Kai, and then each opened its mouth, spraying out streaks of cold and gloomy auras from their mouths.

Thissmell seemed capable of freezing all things. Even if a Wu King were to be contaminated by a little of it, it would definitely not feel good. Yang Kai stood holding his sword, shaking out blooming sword flowers, defending himself tightly without a single leakage.

A series of tinkling sounds rang out. The full attacks of the six skulls were all ineffective, blocked by Yang Kai’s sword qi. Even the skulls were sent bobbing up and down.

Wu Chi, however, was unhurried. He seemed to have expected this situation long ago. A disdain smile hooked at the corner of his mouth. When his lips twitch, a spell was silently chanted. With a flick of his finger, a mighty witchcraft was launched soundlessly quietly attacking Yang Kai.

Yang Kai, who was facing sideways to him, seemed to have no defense against this. Deep in his heart, Wu Chi sneered again and again, waiting for the scene of Yang Kai being killed to appear.

But at this moment, a transparent witchcraft shield appeared strangely. At the same time as the witchcraft shield appeared, a semi-transparent fierce ghost crashed into the witchcraft shield emits a miserable howl.

Yang Kai didn’t even look. He just grinned and while using his right hand to hold the sword to fend off the six skulls with his left hand, he blasted a basin-sized fireball at the fierce ghost.

A more shrill and miserable scream came out, and the invisible fierce ghost was instantly turned into nothingness.

Wu Chi was dumbfounded！ This brat actually had the strength to resist his sneak attack？ Where did he get such a powerful divine sense to guard against his secret move in such a high-intensity battle.

Wu Chi’s face was ironclad, feeling a sense of inexplicable humiliation.

He was a Wu King, yet when dealing with a Great Witch, he was actually countered by him？

In a fit of rage, while controlling the six skulls to continuously put pressure on Yang Kai, Wu Chi’s hands danced, and one after another of witchcraft was stimulated, raining down on Yang Kai.

Being able to defend once didn’t mean this brat could defend all the time. As long as his attention was distracted, his Wu Weapon would surely find an opportunity to kill him with one blow.

But the scene that followed left Wu Chi dumbstruck.

Facing his continuous witchcraft harassment, Yang Kai was actually calm in the face of chang. All kinds of witchcraft kept blooming on his left hand dealing with his attacks in an orderly manner.

In an instant, the two Great Witches actually launched a witchcraft contest in mid-air.

Although the realm was almost a whole level apart, the witchcraft released by each other seemed to be evenly matched. Whether it was the frequency or the lethality, they were all at the same level, continuously colliding and melting in mid-air, Youdaoplaceholder0 one after another of dazzling light.

Perhaps, at the very beginning, Wu Chi could still feel that he had a certain advantage, and the other party seemed a bit flustered and in a hurry from time to time. But as time passed, the other party’s mastery of those sorceries became increasingly refined, and the released power and control were grasped to the exact degree.

Dammit！

This is just a small village, not even the scale of a tribe. Wu Chi has wiped out no less than eighty or a hundred such villages. In each such village, it would be very good if there could be a witch apprentice. But this village actually has a great wizard sitting in it.

What’s even more unacceptable to him is that this great wizard can be evenly matched with him in sorcery.

How could he master so many sorceries？ The sorceries of any tribe are not easily accessible for learning. Basically, every witch can only learn the sorceries developed by his own tribe and passed down orally from generation to generation.

As far as he knows, the sorceries of the Southern Barbarian Tribe don’t have many characteristics and are rather mediocre. At the level of a great wizard, it’s already very remarkable to be able to master a dozen or twenty kinds of sorceries. There is no energy to learn more sorceries. And among these dozen or twenty kinds of sorceries, only a small half can be used for attack, and the other large half is mainly used to bless the warriors of the tribe.

He was a dignified lower-rank Witch King, and he only mastered fifty kinds of witchcraft！ The number of witchcraft that could be used for attack was only twenty-seven. He had long been familiar with these twenty-seven kinds of witchcraft and could use them easily. Such an achievement made even some middle-rank Witch Kings feel inferior.

However… compared with the opponent, it was simply like a small witch seeing a great witch.

In this short fight of less than half an hour, Wu Chi had witnessed at least a hundred kinds of witchcraft blooming from the opponent’s hands. Each one was different, and the opponent seemed to use them effortlessly, as if he had practiced many times.

Many kinds of witchcraft made him envious, because those witchcraft were the secrets that many tribes did not pass on, and only the great witches of those tribes could master them.

Was this guy really a great witch？ Looking at his age, he didn’t seem very old. Where did he learn so many kinds of witchcraft？ And how could he have the time to integrate these witchcraft and make them coexist in one body？

If the opponent was an old man in his eighties or nineties, Wu Chi would not be so surprised. Older people could always do some amazing things. But the opponent seemed to be only about twenty or thirty years old.

Wu Chi became more and more shocked as the battle went on, and he had a strange illusion that the other party was a Witch King and he was just a Great Witch. Because the performance of this Great Witch was really amazing. So amazing that he couldn’t wait to capture him now and bite off his flesh and blood mouthful by mouthful while he was still alive to taste the wonderful taste.

Boom…

In another confrontation of witchcraft, the two witchcraft collided in mid-air, but instead of disappearing like at the beginning, the opponent’s thunder strike broke through his Soul Harvesting Technique and rushed towards him with undiminished momentum. The flickering was like a poisonous snake with its mouth full of fangs wide open.

Wu Chi was shocked. His own witchcraft had actually been broken through. In a hurry, he could only condense a shield of witchcraft in front of him.

After successfully blocking the thunder strike, Wu Chi’s expression changed from green to white, and after a long silence, he said, “You… are using this Witch to practice？”

Recalling the previous scenes, Wu Chi suddenly had a bad feeling. If his guess was true, then this time he would really capsize in the gutter.

Yang Kai laughed loudly, and with a single sword strike, he repelled the six skulls surrounding him, and said loudly, “Thank you, Witch King, for your help！”

Having inherited a vast amount of knowledge from Qing, Yang Kai had never had the chance to carefully digest it. During this one-month retreat and hard cultivation, he was also digesting Qing’s inheritance.

Unfortunately, practicing behind closed doors is ultimately not as good as real combat. With a Witch King conveniently delivered to his doorstep, Yang Kai naturally had to test the results of his one-month cultivation.

The results satisfied him greatly. All the conceptions and ideas he had during his seclusion were verified today. Although there were some slight differences, they did not affect the overall situation.

Upon receiving Yang Kai’s confirmation, Wu Chi’s complexion became even uglier. Overwhelmed by a huge sense of shame, he trembled all over and said, “Courting death！”

Engaging in a direct confrontation of witchcraft with him was definitely a wrong decision. This fellow was completely using him to cultivate, so the witchcraft he released became stronger and stronger, gradually causing him to lose the initiative and then break through his witchcraft interception.

This Great Wizard was truly terrifying. He could actually grow rapidly during the battle, and the speed of his growth had made Wu Chi feel uneasy.

Therefore, he decided not to play around with him anymore and end the battle quickly.

As he gave a low shout, the six skulls that had been lingering around Yang Kai suddenly flew back and returned to Wu Chi’s side in the blink of an eye.

Wu Chi’s expression turned solemn, and incantations rang out from his mouth. The six skulls flew around him flew faster and faster gradually transforming into a green ray of light.

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