Qianxunji's hair was scattered in the wind and flew around.

"It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk." Bibidong floated in the air with his Pope's scepter, looking at Chihiroji with contempt.

Qianxunji was stimulated by Bibidong's eyes and shouted: "The Seventh Soul Skill: The True Body of Martial Soul!"

The six-winged angel martial soul merges with Chihiroji to form a tall golden angel giant.

Bibidong raised his hand to block the light: "If the special effect can kill the enemy, I would like to call you the strongest."

"Bibidong, die!" Qianxunji roared again.

Bibidong's scepter shook, and a circle of deep purple ripples swept away, and the brightness around it dropped significantly by one level.

Qian Xunji could not understand this scene, and his breath was stagnant.

"Incompetent furious." Bibidong said lightly.

Qian Xunji took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and raised his hands: "The Ninth Soul Skill: Angel Domain!"

boom!

The rich golden halo exploded on the spot, radiating thousands of meters in an instant, and the white snowflakes in the sky were dyed with bright gold.

Bibidong felt his body sinking.

A dazzling golden light shot out from Qianxunji's eyes.

"In the angel realm, my attack power will double!" Qian Xunji's body was wrapped in a translucent six-winged angel, and he looked very majestic.

Bibidong sneered: "No matter which world is in, those who explain their moves in battle will basically not live long."

"Why?" Qianxunji tried hard to find Bibidong's aura loophole.

Bibi Dong sighed: "It will lose the fashionable value."

Qianxunji was confused: "Fashionable value?"

"Fashion value is a mysterious force. As long as the fashionable value is high enough, even if it is not as strong as the other party, it will be innate and invincible." Bibidong said seriously, "Different behaviors will have different effects on the fashionable value. Just like now, you explain your moves and show a surprised expression. The fashionable value is far inferior to me, and you have lost."

Fashionable value is a concept summarized by Bibi Dong from a large number of novels and animations.

In any world, both sides of the battle decide the winner by strength on the surface, but in fact, they decide the winner by fashion value.

Explain the moves, talk nonsense and surprise will lose their fashionable value, and will eventually be defeated by people who don't do these things.

In the words of the Buddha...

This is called the law of victory for pretending to be forced!

Qianxun gritted his teeth: "What are you talking nonsense!"

"Weak, ignorant, sad." Bibidong said calmly. In her, some mysterious power called fashionable value surged upwards.

Weak!

ignorance!

sad!

Three deafening words criticized Qian Xunji, and Qian Xunji's aura was shorter out of thin air, so he was criticized that he could not raise his head.

Qianxunji couldn't wait anymore. He felt that he would say a few more words to Bibidong and his fighting spirit would dissipate.

"The Eighth Soul Skill: Angel Holy Sword!"

A huge golden holy sword appeared in the hand of the angel martial soul, slashing down Bibidong fiercely. As the sword edge was moving, the huge wave of air pushed the snowflakes away to both sides, forming a huge sound like a sea-breaking sound.

Bibidong looked indifferent, looked up at the sword's edge calmly, without any intention of retreating.

Fashionable value is soaring again.

Qian Xunji suddenly felt panicked when he saw Bibi Dong's expression of being somber. He felt something was wrong with Bibi Dong, and he had an idea and guessed that Bibi Dong might have some rebound damage.

The Angel Sacred Sword missed the tip of Bibidong's nose, and only the soul power he carried was scattered and bombarded Bibidong's body, and even the corner of Bibidong's clothes was not blown.

Rumble!

The Angel Sacred Sword slashed a deep ravine nearly a hundred meters long on the ground. The ice and snow in the ravine melted and turned into a large piece of white fog and rose up.

"Bibidong, do you have a conspiracy?" Qianxunji shouted at Bibidong.

Bibidong said lightly: "One move."

It means that she has already made a move, and she said nothing except these two words.

Bibidong could feel that his fashionable value had increased again.

Qian Xunji was angry again: "The Eighth Soul Skill: Angel Holy Sword!"

The six-winged angel martial soul raised a huge angel holy sword again, and she swung it hard at Bibidong. This time she had no intention of adjusting the trajectory.

Bibidong slowly closed his eyes.

Fashionable value UP!

The sword blade slashed Bibidong's forehead hard.

boom!

The dazzling light burst out at the intersection.

Qianxunji's face was gloomy, and he felt a strange force blocking the Angel's Holy Sword and continued to fall.

"Go to die!" Qianxunji roared.

He incited all his soul power to inject it into the holy sword. The light of the holy sword suddenly increased to a greater intensity, and a small sun rose from the cold desert in the extreme northern part.

Crack

The Angel Sacred Sword made an overwhelming sound, but it didn't move at all.

"Why don't you die yet!" Qianxunji roared.

Bibidong's indifferent voice came from the light: "That's it?"

that's all?

Qianxunji felt that his self-esteem was seriously damaged.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the Angel Sacred Sword to press down, but the next moment, an invincible huge force came from under the blade, instantly shattering the Angel Sacred Sword.

The huge angel holy sword broke inch by inch, turning into thick gold powder and floating in the biting cold wind of the extreme north.

Qianxun flew out quickly and squirted a big mouthful of blood.

Bibi Dong said expressionlessly: "The second move."

"This is impossible!" Qianxun was like a madman. He didn't believe that the gap between him and Bibidong could be so big. He didn't even force Bibidong out!

Bibi Dong stood proudly in the wind and snow.

Qianxun sat on the snow quickly, feeling desperate.

Bibidong looked down at him and said, "You know nothing about the true power."

Qianxun gritted his teeth: "If you hadn't attacked me back then, I wouldn't have died, and I could have lived to this day. You are definitely not my opponent!"

"Weakness is the original sin." Bibi Dong is unran.

Qianxun's face turned red with hatred.

He felt his soul power and injuries recovered quickly. He didn't know what he was asking, but he thought he still had a last chance to try.

He got up from the snow and flew into the air again, level with Bibidong.

Qianxunji summoned his nine soul rings: "Bibidong, you are indeed very strong, but you are too arrogant. Even if I die with you today, I will keep you here!"

Bibidong looked at him quietly.

Bibidong said nothing, but Chihiroji felt a huge humiliation.

"Why don't you talk? Do you think I can't hurt you even if I die here?" Qian Xunji shouted hysterically.

His nine soul rings flashed violently.

"Fry it for me!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge explosions continued, one soul ring after another burst, and powerful force blessed Qianxunji. The terrifying soul power fluctuations stirred the clouds in the sky, making it clear for thousands of miles!

The explosion ring is a powerful taboo technique that comes at the cost of permanent loss of the soul ring in exchange for temporary terrible power.

Qianxun Ji died in the nine rings, and his body completely turned golden, like the second sun.

He flew into the sky and shouted:

"Let's die together!"

"Own-created soul skill: Angel Saint Falls!"

The six-winged angel martial soul melted into liquid golden light and wrapped Qianxunji.

Qianxun rushed towards Bibidong at the extreme speed, reaching ten times the speed of sound, and almost instantly arrived in front of Bibidong.

Qian Xunji looked at Bibidong's face hideously, hoping to see Bibidong's panicked expression, but something unexpected happened to him. Bibidong actually... turned his lower body!

Qian Xunji's hideous expression instantly became stunned, suspicious, and confused.

He tried to turn, but he flew too fast and could not control the direction at all. He passed by Bibidong within a thousandth of a second and smashed it into the snow.

boom!!!

The loud noise was deafening, and a golden mushroom snow cloud rose up, quickly breaking through a hundred meters, lifting up the clouds, and people dozens of kilometers away could see clearly.

"I didn't say I couldn't hide."

Bibidong stood in the air, patting his chest and muttering quietly. She looked at the rising mushroom cloud, her expression was shocked and scared.
Chapter completed!