Chapter 1459 Slow

The blood filled the air with cyclones, and with the two of them as the center, mysterious formations were derived.

Immediately, a large ray of light emitted, and in an instant, a huge Tai Chi pattern formed again.

Compared with the previous Tai Chi pattern that almost enveloped the world, the Tai Chi pattern in front of me is much smaller, but much more solid.

"He feeds the formation with his own body. He is a wise man with great wisdom and bravery. Wang admires him, so this sword attack will be avoided!"

Wang Yao said in a dark voice.

He has condensed the intention to kill. Whenever he fights, his murderous intention will be strong, and his temperament will inevitably be affected by it. It is extremely rare to be able to not lose his true nature under such a fierce killing intention.

He knew very well that it was not impossible for him to break through the Yin-Yang Fish Path Map woven by the Yin-Yang Lords.

But the price paid by the Yin and Yang Lords is too huge. If they fail to do so, they will have to deal with life and death. In this way, the hatred will become deeper.

Just now, Fang Xianjun has admitted defeat on behalf of all the inner sect immortals. Wang Yao still wants to fight, not for any other reason, but to use the powerful to refine his sword and killing intent.

At this moment, it was clear that Yin and Yang were fighting to the death, but he had no choice but to give up.

Of course, even if he gives up, the Yin and Yang Lords will suffer heavy losses.

The two of them fed the formation with their bodies this time, using their life essence and blood to increase the power of the formation.

This killing formation is like a huge millstone of flesh and blood. Every time it turns, it is the life essence of Yin and Yang that is stirred.

However, just as Wang Yao's voice was about to stop fighting, the Tai Chi pattern suddenly disappeared. The two monarchs of Yin and Yang were unable to control their bodies and fell from mid-air. Their faces were extremely dark. The disciples of Dahuang Wuzong hurriedly rushed forward and stuffed them in succession. There was a large bottle of elixirs and several Origin Beads, but their complexions never improved.

Song Tianfang pushed away the two disciples, struggled to get up, threw a fist at Wang Yao, barely got up, and walked away crookedly.

A group of disciples from the Great Wilderness Martial Sect, carrying He Shuming, who was gradually falling into coma, chased him wildly.

Song Tianfang and He Shuming had just put themselves into the formation to activate the most powerful formation. Of course they knew the dangers involved.

However, now that the matter has come to this, the two of them still need to fight for this breath even if they are seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Wang Yao took the initiative to remove his sword, and the two of them were considered to have earned it. As for the Purple Light Treasure, they had not yet mastered the magic skill of shame, so of course they would not ask for it from Wang Yao.

The two of them knew very well that if Wang Yao really tried to damage the relationship between the two immortal sects and used his sword, even if they blocked the blow of the Chen sword, their bodies would probably be useless.

With Yin Yang Zhenjun as a warning, the subsequent competition started smoothly.

After all, there is no fear of losing one's life. The Yin and Yang Lords can fight for their lives, but they also have to protect their face. No one among them is willing to back down.

If everyone retreats, there is still a saying that "the law does not punish everyone", and it will be easier to make friends if they return to the immortal sect.

But with the two monarchs of Yin and Yang taking the lead, the law does not blame everyone, so it can be stopped!

In just half a cup of tea, Xu Yi's horizons had been completely opened. The methods Wang Yao showed were like opening the door to a whole new world for him.

In three consecutive battles, Wang Yao used three swords, but Fang Xianjun used the treasure Dragon Mother Ancient Shell to take away a purple light treasure from Wang Yao.

Even so, the huge power displayed by Wang Yao's sword also stained Dragon Mother Gubei with a sword mark.

For this reason, even if Fang Xianjun won a purple light treasure, he was still in a state of despair. He pointed at Wang Yao with his finger, his eyes full of hatred, wishing he could eat him alive.

Wang Yao said, "In the end, let Brother Fang take away a treasure of purple light, even if it is the dragon mother's ancient shell, Brother Fang does not need to be angry. If this treasure is not of great significance to your sect, I am afraid it will not leave a sword mark." Simple."

Except for Mr. Fang Xianjun, all the red-eyed Taoists and Yingxiu young men who went to battle were seriously injured by Chenjian, and the scene was stained with blood. Even the soul in the spiritual platform was seriously injured and fainted immediately. There was no way to say a word.

In the same way of comprehending the artistic conception, Wang Yao showed abilities that he could not even imagine.

His deepest sorrow, according to Mu Guangming, is obviously not humble since he has cultivated to the point where his true meaning invades the gods.

Compared with the king Yao, there are many who are inferior to him in his desire to kill.

What's more, Wang Yao's intention to kill was melted into his sword intention. The two powerful forces complemented each other, and the power was so great that Xu Yi had only seen it in his life.

This scene reminded Xu Yi of the sword king Feng Xifeng he encountered when he was still in the realm of Dai Viet.

Today's king Yao is of course a hundred times better than Feng Xifeng of the past, but both parties used artistic conception as a mystery and achieved amazing artistic achievements.

Seeing the wisdom of others, Xu Yi suddenly realized that he had cultivated the meaning of sorrow, but he seemed to have never bothered to study it. He only used it to supplement his spiritual thoughts, which was overkill.

While Xu Yi was reflecting secretly, the situation on the field changed again.

But it was Wang Yao who asked the Tsing Yi Fairy for the crystal jade skull again. In exchange for the condition, he would naturally be protected from the sword.

Wang Yao asked himself that the conditions offered were quite generous.

In order to be a strong man, he sharpened the Chen Sword. Although he barely restrained his murderous intention and spared the lives of the combatants, those who were struck by the sword were all injured in body and soul. They were about to die within a few years and could not recover at all.

It will take several years to recuperate the body and not be able to practice. How much damage it will do to the monks. As an inner sect immortal king, no one should know the seriousness of it.

Wang Yao considered this condition to be very generous in order to use an external object to protect him from the pain of a sword.

The fairy in green said, "Brother Wang, why bother talking? Qin is willing to learn Brother Wang's clever tricks."

Wang Yao smiled and said, "Are you Qin Qing? Master Long's new disciple? You have just entered a little bit of Yuan, and you can hurt me, so you are a good talent. But this problem of giving up life rather than wealth is different from that of Master Long." We are at odds."

Qin Qing said coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why talk too much? Brother Wang, just let it go and die as a martyr. Qin deserves to die!"

Wang Yao's increasingly red eyes flashed with light, and he cheered loudly, "It's really not a vulgar thing. No wonder you can enter Master Long's Dharma eyes. Anyway, since you are determined to be a martyr, if Wang keeps your hand, I'm afraid you will look down on Master Long. Junior Sister Qin, Get ready to take action!"

In the past, when he had not yet attained enlightenment, he had a chance encounter with the Dragon Master. At that time, he realized the murderous intention by killing the souls of living beings, and fell into the Dragon Master's hands, suffering a great deal.

Now that I bumped into Qin Qing, it was natural to settle old and new accounts together.

Now that he has achieved great success in cultivation, he really wants to learn from the dragon master again, and using the blood of Qin Qing as a guide is also an excellent reason.

Qin Qing entered the scene proudly, neither activating her battle clothes nor forming a spiritual wall, but her momentum continued to rise. A sword with a middle-grade water spirit stone placed on the hilt, urged by her violent spiritual power, Release a sword light that is several feet long.

She actually wanted to use offense instead of defense, and strike with all her might.

This cannot but be said to be a bad idea, but this approach has been clearly proven by Taoist Akame.

Compared to Wang Yao's Chen Sword, most attacks in the world are too slow.

Before you can unleash your ultimate move, the cold light flashes and everything is over.

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to break out, a voice came through the air, shaking the whole place, "Slow down!"