The Dangerous Cultivator

Chapter 623 Mu Hua

Although Zhou Daozan shouted harshly, he didn't arouse his sword intent after all. He could see that if he wanted to kill this person, he had to cultivate his spirit and work hard.

What's the point of making a move rashly, but leaving a few sword marks on this person? You are wasting your money in vain.

In addition to the ability of the Bamai Sword, Zhou Daoqian is also superior to his peers when it comes to his own martial arts practice.

Relying on the thick and exquisite body protection of the two real evil spirits, Xu Yi can only attack but not defend, so Xu Yi can't do anything to him.

It only takes an hour and three quarters, and when he has recovered enough energy, it is time for the little thief to take his life.

Zhou Daoqian soon discovered that this abacus could not work, but gradually, more and more people appeared in the hall.

Indeed, since he entered the room, he had been entangled with Xu Yi repeatedly for nearly two sticks of incense.

Although the time for two sticks of incense is not enough to end the trial of all practitioners in the martial arts realm, it is enough for more monks to collect enough points to lose to stronger ones in a battle and transfer to this place.

However, after half a cup of tea, another three people flashed in one after another. Xu Yi also took the lead in turning on the provocation mode, luring the three people to attack him.

Although Zhou Daoqian wanted to stop him, Xu Yi, driven by his true energy, escaped swiftly and was no longer under him. He took precautions so that he would never have a chance to use his ultimate move.

As for the sword intent, he was reluctant to use it to kill Xu Yi, so how could he be willing to waste his energy for a few ants.

As time went by, more and more monks entered the hall, Xu Yi turned on the full-scale teasing mode, and the air in his palm became stronger and stronger.

The pressure on Zhou Daoqian is also increasing. He is not the boundless sea, but he switched to the two spirits of true evil. In terms of permanence, it is not so easy. At this moment, Xu Yi is forcing him with continuous attacks. Although he can still hold on, sooner or later There are times of exhaustion.

Zhou Daoqian became more and more frightened as he fought more and more. As more and more monks entered the arena, his pressure increased.

Abundant real evil energy, first drizzle, then torrential rain, first raindrops, then as thick as a cone.

The storm around Zhou Daoqian's body became more and more intense, but his complexion became paler and paler. If he was still mentally and mentally tired before, now he was suffering from internalization and almost collapsed.

"Sword Blocking Style!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Daoqian unleashed his sword, swishing, swishing, forming a huge net with seven sword intents in a row, not hitting Xu Yi, but hitting all the cultivators. Before the shouting stopped, more than ten people were killed, only two people stood far away, After a catastrophe, he was completely frightened and dumbfounded. He stood there in a daze, not wanting to attack Xu Yi again.

Xu Yi sighed secretly, mobilized his remaining true qi, circulated the return step, and rushed towards Zhou Daoqian.

Zhou Daogan, whose face was like gold paper, kept trembling all over. He was about to strike out the evil soldiers, but he suddenly woke up. On the face under the rain, his eyes were still piercing, locked on Xu Yi firmly, and the iron sword in his palm was as steady as a mountain.

Xu Yi secretly scolded the old thief for being cunning, he could clearly sense Zhou Daoqian's lock, so the problem came up, it made it clear that the old thief was going to fight to the death, looking for his own flaws, and asked him how to push back to the original step with all his strength, Come boldly.

The fight lasted for another half a cup of tea, whoosh, golden light flashed continuously, and five more people flashed into the hall in disgrace.

Seeing Xu Yi urge his fingering sword again and turn on the teasing mode, Zhou Daoqian's eyes were filled with despair.

Ever since he became an artist, he never thought that he would reach the current desperate situation. If he was defeated by the ancestor Ganshun, he would be convinced to die.

In the midst of his resentment, several people flashed into the hall again. Zhou Daoqian's eyes were full of lifeless energy. He held the iron sword tightly in his left hand, and swung his right palm continuously. The whole body gathered into a storm.

He already had the idea of ​​fighting to the death, and when the storm cleared, he tried his best to urge the final ultimate move, trying to fight this little thief to the death together.

Seeing that the storm was fading away, he saw a young man in white robe avoid Xu Yi's attack, and rushed towards the pattern of the starry sky, his white eyebrows piercing the sky like silver blades.

"Xue Muhua, this person is the super strong man in the martial arts realm. Three boundary cards were banned by him, and the rest were all taken by him. Help me quickly, otherwise you will be hated even if you are so powerful."

Zhou Daoqian spoke these words almost at the highest speed in his life. When he was about to die, his face and dignity were all kicked into the sky.

Xue Muhua was shocked when he heard the words. Seeing Zhou Daogan's embarrassment again, the heavenly demeanor in the martial arts realm suddenly flashed in his mind. The next moment, Dong Biao's figure turned westward and rushed towards Xu Yi with a thick black evil spirit , suddenly forming gossip in his palm, full of evil spirits.

"Don't get angry, this person possesses the ultimate skill of turning the stars!"

Zhou Daogan yelled wildly, before the sound of drinking finished, Xue Muhua's figure disappeared immediately, and on the next thought, his figure appeared beside Xu Yi, and the gossip imprint formed by evil spirit in his palm was imprinted on Xu Yi's chest.

Xu Yi was caught off guard and was hit by a single blow. In an instant, the defense built by the unbeaten golden body was completely destroyed, his chest collapsed immediately, and he flew out wildly. Bones.

Zhou Daoqian immediately resolved the crisis, his eyes were filled with deep shock, his thoughts turned again, and he immediately came to his senses, "The talisman must be the talisman!"

Xue Muhua's movements were so miraculous as when the third prince snatched the gold medal, his figure was simply moving in the void, and assuming that Xue Muhua came from the Infinity View, everything was logical.

With one hit, Xue Muhua was even more merciless, his figure flew wildly, he caught up with Xu Yi, fisting with both palms like a storm, and shouted, "Very violent!"

A pair of fists were hitting Xu Yi's head.

After fighting with Zhou Daoqian continuously, Xu Yi's vitality was seriously injured. Although he took pills and precious medicines several times to suppress the injury, it could not be called a complete recovery at all.

Xue Muhua's bold attack, guided by a talisman, was as fast as the wind, he couldn't react at all, and was hit hard.

The gossip and gossip that Xue Muhua uses is the unique technique of Wuji Guan, and the Bajue seal, which uses the evil energy to describe the mystery of the gossip formation, and its power is unmatched.

Xue Muhua struck out with one move, both the enemy and himself were shocked. What surprised him was that Xu Yi was turned into powder and vanished in smoke. What surprised Xu Yi was that he couldn't defend against this violent blow even after five turns of the Unbeaten Golden Body. possible……

However, after Xu Yi suffered this domineering blow, his injuries were indeed severe, even surpassing Zhou Daoqian's sword intent. He could clearly feel that the bones in his chest were basically broken into pieces, and his heart was densely covered with cracks. , Breathing will stop.

Weakness, incomparably weak, life is about to dissipate, and the source power suddenly flies away.

Seeing Xue Muhua rushing towards him, his fists pulling out a sonic boom, Xu Yi knew that life and death were only a moment away, and it was too late to punch each other, not to mention, with his current physical strength, there was no room for resistance.

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