Chapter 114 Caught You

Niu Dali couldn't figure it out, no matter how hard he tried.

But no matter the answer, he believed that as long as he captured Qiao Yu, he would definitely find the answer!

"I'd like to see how many blows you, a mere Demigod peak, can withstand from me!"

Niu Dali roared, and then his hands, which were originally folded in front of his chest, were raised high, palms facing Qiao Yu.

"Raging Horn!"

Accompanied by the surge of Niu Dali's aura, the giant bull that materialized behind him turned blood red!

This giant bull seemed to be made of blood-colored crystal. It strode towards Qiao Yu.

Compared to the blue giant bull from before, the aura of this blood-colored giant bull seemed even more violent and unmanageable.

Qiao Yu's eyes narrowed, and then the five fingers of his right hand slowly closed together, and the terrifying roar of flowing water resounded.

A Liu Shui Bai Hua Quan (Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist) with nearly 20,000 layers was suddenly unleashed, hitting the blood-colored bull's head.

Boom!

The moment the two collided, terrifying ripples spread out in all directions, overturning countless tables, and countless delicacies scattered on the ground.

The blood-colored giant bull took a blow from Qiao Yu's Liu Shui Bai Hua Quan. Its figure was only slightly blurred, but it did not dissipate.

Its sharp horns thrust forward, directly piercing through Qiao Yu's ghost qi armor, leaving two bloody wounds on Qiao Yu's body that were deep enough to see bone, before slowly dissipating.

Qiao Yu clutched his wound, his face turning somewhat pale.

The Pseudo-God stage was indeed a realm of its own. Niu Dali, at the fourth level of the Pseudo-God stage, was far stronger than Yin Yiran, who was at the third level.

"Huh? You can still stand? What did you transform from?"

Niu Dali was really taken aback by Qiao Yu this time. A Demigod peak could actually withstand his Raging Horn and not die. This was simply unbelievable.

Even a beastman shouldn't have such a terrifying physique, right?

"Don't make me laugh. You think you can stop me with this level of power?"

Qiao Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. It had been too long since he had been injured, and he wasn't used to it.

The Purgatory Corpse King, who was facing off against the centaur on the side, couldn't help but shed tears. He decided to erect a longevity tablet for the guy named Hermes when he had the chance. He had done a great job! He finally didn't have to serve as a blood bank anymore.

"Since you've had your fun, it's my turn!"

Qiao Yu raised the Zhulong Yanyue Dao (Candle Dragon Crescent Blade) and rushed towards Niu Dali. The sharp blade light made people shudder.

However, Niu Dali was not afraid at all. He used his pair of cyan-black bull horns to withstand the Zhulong Yanyue Dao.

With the sharpness of the Zhulong Yanyue Dao, it could only spark a series of sparks when it struck the pair of bull horns. It couldn't really hurt Niu Dali, but instead made Qiao Yu's own palms ache.

"Are you tickling me, old bull?" Niu Dali smiled contemptuously. "But that's right, you humans are like this. You're useless in bed, and you have no strength off the bed, hahaha!"

"Is that so? Then I hope you can withstand the burning."

Qiao Yu raised his hand, and Netherworld Fire landed on Niu Dali's bull horns.

The bull horns, which had not been injured no matter how the Zhulong Yanyue Dao chopped at them, immediately emitted a burnt protein smell under the burning of the Netherworld Fire.

"Netherworld Fire?!" Niu Dali was shocked.

His face changed drastically, and then he roared loudly.

"Shaking Heaven Horn!"

Niu Dali's pair of bull horns suddenly began to grow larger, and a terrifying force of vibration condensed on them, directly shaking off the Netherworld Fire attached to them.

Niu Dali didn't dare to be careless. Once the Netherworld Fire continued to burn, even its bull horns would be burned to ashes.

In this world, nothing could resist the burning of the Netherworld Fire.

"You actually have Netherworld Fire on you!"

Niu Dali's eyes were full of greed. If he had only wanted to capture Qiao Yu and let him see how he would humiliate his woman, now Niu Dali wanted even more to capture Qiao Yu alive and seize the Netherworld Fire.

"In that case, you'll have the chance to see Niu Dali's full power!"

This time, Niu Dali no longer folded his arms or raised his hands. Instead, he lowered his head directly, aiming his pair of bull horns at Qiao Yu.

"Shaking Heaven Horn!"

Two white streams of air spurted out of Niu Dali's nostrils, and then he let loose and ran wildly, rushing towards Qiao Yu like a mad bull.

Once that pair of sharp horns hit solidly, they would definitely pierce through Qiao Yu's body directly.

Niu Dali grinned coldly as he charged. He was extremely confident in his bull horns. Even existences at the sixth or seventh level of the Pseudo-God stage wouldn't dare to say they could hurt his bull horns.

The Shaking Heaven Horn attack launched with his bull horns was his proudest move. Even existences with higher realms than him wouldn't dare to take it head-on and could only dodge.

However, Qiao Yu was like a fool, standing still.

Niu Dali was even more delighted to see this. Taking his Shaking Heaven Horn head-on? He was simply courting death!

Seeing that Niu Dali was about to crash into him, Qiao Yu raised the Zhulong Yanyue Dao.

Niu Dali almost laughed out loud at this sight. That blade couldn't break through the defense of his bull horns at all. This kid wasn't going to die, was he, and was preparing to try anything as a last resort?

In that case, he would send him on his way!

Niu Dali crashed over even more ferociously, and the Zhulong Yanyue Dao slashed down at the same time.

Bang!

Niu Dali's fully charged Shaking Heaven Horn hit Qiao Yu solidly, causing Qiao Yu to cough up blood and fly backwards, crashing heavily to the ground.

His body slid across the ground, creating a long trench before barely stopping.

"An overestimating brat, still thinking of chopping off my bull horns? What a fantasy."

Niu Dali's bull face was full of disdain, but at this moment, he realized that the expressions of the people around him were a bit strange.

The gazes of the crowd were extremely complex, filled with astonishment, surprise, horror, and disbelief.

"What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that? Do you think old bull here is too heavy-handed and too cruel?" Niu Dali grinned.

At this moment, someone finally trembled and spoke to remind him.

"Lord... your... your horns..."

"My horns? Oh, you want to say my horns are very powerful, right? Of course I know that, hahaha!" Niu Dali laughed wildly.

"No, Lord, look at the sky, your horns are flying!"

"What?!" Niu Dali exclaimed in surprise and suddenly raised his head.

A cyan-black bull horn was flying in the sky, spinning non-stop.

After spinning a few times, this bull horn just happened to point downwards and stab into the ground, trembling wildly.

Niu Dali's face was full of disbelief. He raised his hand and touched his forehead. One of the original two bull horns was gone.

The broken part was as smooth as a mirror, obviously cut in half directly by a sharp weapon.

"You!"

Niu Dali's eyes turned red, and his gaze at Qiao Yu was filled with terrifying rage.

"You human brat, I'll kill you!"

The anger of having his horns broken completely shattered Niu Dali's rationality, and he rushed towards Qiao Yu.

Storm-like blows kept landing on Qiao Yu's body. Qiao Yu's body was like a broken sack, without any ability to fight back in front of Niu Dali.

"Ah!!!"

Niu Dali roared angrily, each blow was an all-out vent of anger, Qiao Yu was beaten so hard that he coughed up blood and his pupils began to dilate.

The black ghost qi armor that originally covered his entire body was shattered inch by inch under Niu Dali's frantic blows, becoming tattered.

"Kill you, kill you!!! Raging Horn!"

Seeming to feel that the frantic blows of fists and feet were still not enough to vent his anger, Niu Dali gave Qiao Yu a solid Raging Horn at extremely close range to retaliate for the pain of his broken horns.

This blow was taken head-on by Qiao Yu's chest. The blood-colored giant bull directly pierced through Qiao Yu's chest, sending him into the air.

Qiao Yu opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of dark red blood, his whole body slumped down as if all the bones in his body had been shattered.

"Being hit by the Lord's Raging Horn at such a close distance, even existences who are also at the Pseudo-God stage couldn't withstand it. This little trash is dead for sure."

Someone below looked at Qiao Yu's miserable state and shook his head with a sneer.

However, Niu Dali was not willing to give up and once again rushed towards Qiao Yu. He had to grind Qiao Yu's bones to ashes in order to vent the anger in his heart.

At this moment, a white figure flashed out and stood in front of Qiao Yu.

"There's still an accomplice? Get out of the way!"

Niu Dali threw a punch, and the other person returned the favor. The two exchanged a blow, directly blasting Niu Dali back.

"Third level of the Pseudo-God stage?" Niu Dali was shocked. He looked at his palm, which had been charred black by the power of lightning.

And that white figure directly carried Qiao Yu on his back.

"Hahaha! Niu Dali, thank you! The Netherworld Fire is mine now. When I completely master the Netherworld Fire, I will come back and thank you properly!"

Yin Yiran laughed loudly. He had been lurking nearby for a long time, and finally found a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

This Niu Dali was indeed extremely fierce, almost beating this Qiao Yu to death.

But luckily, he was the final winner.

"Yin Yiran, it's you! How dare you scheme against me!" Niu Dali was furious.

"So what if I scheme against you? Being schemed against only shows how stupid you are!" Yin Yiran was not ashamed but proud.

Just as Yin Yiran was feeling smug, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. A chill struck him, as if he was being targeted by a prehistoric beast.

Yin Yiran suddenly turned his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Qiao Yu, who should have been lying on his back unconscious, was actually showing him a smile!

That smile, coupled with Qiao Yu's blood-stained face, fell into Yin Yiran's eyes, almost scaring him to death. Then, he heard Qiao Yu's low whisper in his ear.

"I caught you. This time, you can't escape~"