Chu Tianxiao thought to himself, "According to the routine, the most commonly used skill of the Little Slave's True Prince is 'devouring'. They eat everything, and the more they eat, the stronger they become. This one is obviously no exception... But I replaced his golden finger that night and induced him to embark on the path of alchemy. Logically, this characteristic should have disappeared..."
"But the result was that it didn't happen. Instead, it got worse. He ate without any scruples and... became even crazier!"
"This shows that even if the gold finger is changed, some characteristics of the Prince of Fortune cannot be erased... They will still embark on the path they are supposed to take."
"but… "
Chu Tianxiao smiled when he thought of this: "If your luck rebounded and really landed on the 'devouring', you would have already become a master of the Tongxuan realm. I really wouldn't dare to come tonight. But unfortunately, most of your luck was led to alchemy by the modified script, so that you made great progress in alchemy, but in this 'devouring' way... it is full of loopholes!"
"Do you think it's amazing to advance to the Mingyuan Upper Realm at the age of seventeen?"
Chu Tianxiao snorted: "Look at your frivolous foundation. If you don't have any adventures in this life, you will only stay at this stage until you die."
"Everything was planned by me. Do you think that contract is my biggest support? Oh... As expected, changing the script has caused the IQ of this destined prince to be affected. It seems that I have to do this kind of thing again in the future if I have the chance."
Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on Chu Tianxiao's lips, and then, a light flashed in his palm, and the Queyue Sword was held horizontally in front of him.
"Hahaha... Chu Tianxiao, it seems you still want to fight to the death! That's right, it won't be boring!" Jinghui laughed loudly, raised his right hand, and a black "figure" suddenly jumped out of the swamp under his feet, floating above the swamp, and countless mud fell from his body. Looking at the outline, it is somewhat similar to Yan Mingtao...
"go!"
Just as Jinghui shouted urgently, two blue lights suddenly appeared at the front of the black "figure", as if its "eyes" suddenly opened, and then in an instant, the mud man "slid" to Chu Tianxiao's side with a whoosh. His figure was like a ghost, and a muddy black hand was pushed out flatly, as if it had great power. Just the palm wind made Chu Tianxiao feel great pressure!
"This is the difference between the Prince of Fortune and the bad guys who just talk big... The bad guys who talk big are just idiots, but the Prince of Fortune, no matter how much he talks big, is a 'domineering declaration' of strength! This is 'different', an expert will know whether it is good or not once he makes a move!"
Chu Tianxiao immediately thought of this with a sense of evil humor. Indeed, despite Jinghui's previous nonsense, the moves he made at this moment were indeed quite interesting...
"After all, you can't underestimate any Mr. Right! Well, you'd better be careful, don't let it capsize in the ditch!"
In a flash, Chu Tianxiao's figure flashed and he lightly dodged the mud black hand. Then at this moment, the mud man suddenly turned his hands in a circle, forming a strong wind, and heavy palm moves flew out of his hands with mud splashing, piercing Chu Tianxiao's face!
"... As expected, even his combat awareness is only a little bit lower than before..."
Chu Tianxiao was certain at this point that this 'mud man' that suddenly appeared was most likely a puppet created by Jinghui using some kind of evil magic to contain "part" of Yan Mingtao's body... However, in terms of combat experience and instincts, it was much more flexible than an ordinary puppet because of some inheritance from the original owner.
"Yes, Jinghui and Chuhe had a clash of luck, and both were injured. Although it would not hurt his body, it was inevitable that his spiritual consciousness would be damaged... So, he just said a lot of big words, including summoning this thing, but in fact he was just trying to delay time?"
When Chu Tianxiao thought of this, he subconsciously clenched the Moon Sword. He saw a faint moon-white light glowing on the sword. Then, several rays of moonlight shot out from the light, colliding heavily with the mud that was blowing in the face, making a bang sound in the air.
Several streams of mud were knocked away and landed on a stone, which immediately melted away. Chu Tianxiao immediately realized that if he was hit by this mud man even once, his situation would become quite troublesome...
Jinghui was standing with his hands behind his back, his brows cold. When he saw Chu Tianxiao's solemn expression, he sneered and raised his right hand, and the mud man immediately rioted again!
"Roar—" The mud man let out a low roar, and then slid over again like a ghost, with his arms spread out like bird wings, blocking the moonlight. Then, countless streams of mud spurted out from his body, each of which carried a hint of filth and was more than twice as powerful as before!
Chu Tianxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he dodged several pieces of mud with two swooshes. Then he turned around slightly, and a feather appeared in his hand. It not only blocked a piece of mud, but also bounced it back. Then he heard several rubbing sounds, and pieces of mud hit the mud man one by one...
"What a ridiculous trick." Jing Hui laughed coldly. While he used his energy to recover his consciousness, he commanded the mud man to tightly entangle Chu Tianxiao. "We are of the same fate, how can we kill each other? You want to use this trick against Old Ghost Yan? It's a joke!"
"Let me tell you! This technique is a unique skill that I learned from Old Ghost Yan. It is far superior to what you, the so-called young master, have learned!"
"This technique has absolutely no flaws!"
"Just wait for it to drag you to death!
Chu Tianxiao seemed to have not heard these words. He did not use any powerful moves anymore. He just dodged and bounced the mud pieces back with his strength. The mud man did not dodge at all. Instead, he quickly absorbed the mud and strengthened himself again...
After a few rounds of fighting, the mud man's moves became slower and slower. Although his moves were more powerful, his movements seemed a little sluggish. After a while, even his steps began to slow down...
"What's going on?" Jinghui frowned, but before he could figure it out, Chu Tianxiao suddenly moved!
The moonlight suddenly increased dramatically, and countless moon pillars fell from the sky, completely trapping the mud man and rapidly cutting and rotating. Soon, a bolt of lightning shot out from Chu Tianxiao's fingertips. Although the mud man wanted to dodge, he was helpless due to the external shackles and internal disorder, and could not avoid this lightning strike at all!
With a bang, the purple dragon's blood thunder pierced through the mud man's heart and blew him into countless pieces!
Chu Tianxiao shook his hands, looked at Jinghui, whose face gradually showed a look of astonishment, smiled faintly, and said: "You know, you are like a child."
"You're desperately trying to prove how strong and capable you are in front of the people who humiliated you... you little kid."