The black spear stabbed the target without losing its power.
There was a loud bang, and the black spear strung Di Wuming, fell on a star fragment, and smashed the star fragment into a huge crater.
"Why...why!"
At the bottom of the pit, Emperor Wuming was lying there with a miserable look on his face, with a black spear stuck in his heart.
He looked at Di Lingtian coming from the sky, confusion on his handsome face.
He had clearly copied all of Di Lingtian's fighting methods, so why was he still defeated miserably!
"You still can't understand it now, and it's a waste of my original teachings to you."
Di Lingtian floated down, clenched his hands into fists, and struck Di Wuming in the face without hesitation.
After one punch, Di Wuming's face was swollen and he vomited blood.
"I...I know...I'm so stupid!"
While constantly vomiting blood, Di Wuming finally figured out the key.
He is so stupid. He has Di Lingtian's strength, but he only cares about crazily copying Di Lingtian's attack methods.
The only attack methods he can copy are the attacks from Di Lingtian's spiritual power, talismans, natal weapons, and cultivation techniques.
Weapons refined by others for Di Lingtian are foreign objects and cannot be copied by him.
The black spear falls into this category.
He wanted to be on par with Di Lingtian, wanted to prove that he was no weaker than Di Lingtian, and crazily copied Di Lingtian's attacks, striving to be perfect, but he forgot about this matter.
In the previous battle, it seemed that the two were evenly matched.
In fact, from the moment Di Wuming focused on copying Di Lingtian's attack, he was destined to lose.
Di Lingtian launched his black spear, leaving him unable to resist.
Di Lingtian had spent so much time with him before, as if he really couldn't do anything with him, but he was just testing his bottom, testing how much he weighed.
By the way, laugh at him when he fails.
"Dear brother, you are still as cunning as ever."
Di Wuming's face was full of disappointment. He thought that even if he couldn't surpass Di Lingtian this time, he could still keep pace with him.
Facts have proved that he overestimated himself and underestimated Di Lingtian.
Di Lingtian was still like an unreachable mountain, standing in front of him.
"But brother, as smart as you are, you didn't realize that I had asked that stupid woman to memorize the entire history of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix beforehand. There is no way Mo Phoenix can win against her this time."
"I won the battle between you and me."
Soon, Di Wuming's disappointed look disappeared, and a proud smile appeared on his face.
"Knowing the history of the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan can change nothing. You overestimate that stupid woman, and underestimate Huang'er too much." You also underestimate the Canaan Underground Palace's assessment of the winners of the Yin Cyclone.
Di Lingtian didn't take it seriously and didn't take the girl in white to heart at all.
He drew out his black spear and stabbed Di Wuming directly between his eyebrows.
Deep in the Canaan Underground Palace, the transparent man looked at the scene in the mirror, his eyes narrowed.
The outcome has been decided, there is no need to let Di Lingtian continue.
The transparent person taps his fingertips lightly, and the mirror surface ripples like water waves.
In the small world, the figure of Di Wuming, who was about to be stabbed by a black spear, disappeared.
The next moment, the space around the transparent man was torn apart, and Di Wuming, covered in blood, fell out of it. A blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl was in his heart, which was shocking to see.
"You... who are you..."
Di Wuming raised his head with difficulty and saw a transparent man next to him looking at him with interest.
"Of course I am the one who saves you."
"Do you want to defeat your brother? Do you want to surpass him?"
These are the three chapters I owed yesterday. Please make up for it, okay
(End of chapter)