Chapter 146 Bloody Breakthrough

Everyone could see that it was only a matter of time before Wu Yi was defeated. Some people even made bets on when Wu Yi would be defeated. Everyone was having a lot of fun.

Hearing the comments of the people around him on the battle situation, Yun He, who was watching the battle, was anxious. He looked at Wu Yi anxiously and glanced at Qiu Buyan from time to time, because he knew that only Qiu Buyan could rescue Wu Yi at this time. If the timing was not well controlled, Wu Yi might fall here.

What was Wu Yi, who everyone was not optimistic about, doing at this time?

He closed his eyes. It was indeed as Qiu Buyan guessed. Wu Yi was not actively using his energy at this time. Instead, he was caught in the vortex of snowflakes and had to use his energy to keep the snowflakes dancing. If his energy could not keep up, the flying snowflakes would smash him into a meat paste.

In addition to consuming a lot of energy, the coldness also pierced into Wu Yi's body like a needle. Wu Yi seemed to have really reached the end of failure because he was trapped inside and outside.

But if it is said that everything now is planned by Wu Yi or deliberately reached this point, I am afraid that everyone will be surprised. Wu Yi forced himself like this not for other reasons, but to make his blood light of cultivation reach a higher level and enter the second small level, that is, the blood light is completely integrated into the blood.

Cultivating this blood light is also a very helpless method for Wu Yi. Without breaking, there is no building. Every time, he has to force himself to almost lose half of his life before he can break through.

Last time, the blood of the Hercules Ape on the monkey demon was transformed. Even if the body strength was greatly improved, the blood light did not successfully break through. It really didn't give Wu Yi face.

Originally, the blood burning technique was still a little useful, but it seems that the blood light has adapted to the three-fold increase of the blood burning technique under normal circumstances. If the increase is not increased, it will not be able to accelerate the use of blood light cultivation, but Wu Yi has no time to experiment with this, so he put this idea aside.

Fighting with Xie Yun, especially when the snow covered the entire venue, the biting cold forced Wu Yi to shiver, but the blood light also moved a lot faster, flowing through the body to drive away the cold for Wu Yi.

In order to make the blood light work faster, Wu Yi even reduced the increase of the blood burning technique a little bit. He felt cold when he activated the blood burning technique, and now he was still reducing the blood burning technique, which made Wu Yi feel even colder.

But the colder Wu Yi felt, the faster the blood light was, which made Wu Yi curse in his heart. This method created by the Burning Emperor really left no way out for people, and he had to put himself in a desperate situation before he could survive.

Wu Yi's skin was covered with a layer of frost, and slowly, even his mouth corners, eyebrows, and even the tip of his nose were covered with a layer of frost. Ordinary people would have lost half their lives by this time, let alone fighting, and even moving was extremely difficult. However, Wu Yi, who had the blood light running to drive away the cold, did not move slowly, but steadily, but it was shocking to outsiders.

He could not wait any longer. Qiu Buyan saw Wu Yi in the snowflake vortex and took out the array talisman from his sleeve, ready to lead Wu Yi out, otherwise Wu Yi would have no chance to come out.

But at this time, a plain and unquestionable voice came, asking Qiu Buyan to wait a little longer. It was Ling Zhixu's voice.

Qiu Buyan remembered the rumors from the outside world before, and he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. Wu Yi died, but he was the one who took the blame. Could he dare to say that it was because of Ling Zhixu?

When Ling Zhixu sent a message to Qiu Buyan, He Zhijing naturally sensed it, and roughly guessed the content of the message, thinking: Arranging a hidden stab is still useful after all.

After all, He Zhijing is a Jindan Zhenren, and he can see from a high place that Wu Yi is now forcing himself to seek a breakthrough. As for which technique to break through, he can't see it, but he knows that this breakthrough is very difficult and very rare. If there is a slight mistake, all the previous efforts will be wasted, and it will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future.

From the perspective of an observer, He Zhijing naturally hopes that Wu Yi will succeed in breaking through, so that Hua Jianling can find such a good seedling. It is unknown what will happen to Qingyang Dongtian and Dongyuan Dongtian in the future.

But Ling Zhixu interrupted Qiu Buyan's rescue of Wu Yi. His purpose was not necessarily to let Wu Yi break through, but to make Wu Yi die.

Now it depends on the final result. He Zhijing looked at the young man in the center of the fighting stage with a curious look on his face.

Black vertical hair, slanting sword-like eyebrows, eyes that seemed to be closed but not closed, with sharp black pupils, thin lips, and angular contours. This face is not inferior to those elegant young men in the sect.

It is indeed a good seedling. Until now, he has not used the ghosts he ambushed, otherwise he would not be so embarrassed. Apart from other things, in terms of character, he is definitely several streets ahead of other disciples. He Zhijing thought.

The extreme cold penetrated from the skin surface and gradually invaded the blood. Wu Yi's speed began to slow down. Xie Yun, who had been paying attention to Wu Yi, was overjoyed. Even though his face was pale, he increased the output of cold. At this time, Wu Yi had become a huge block of ice, like a mountain. Even if he fell from the air, Wu Yi would not survive.

Yun He, who was watching the battle, was extremely anxious. His fingertips pierced his skin and he knew nothing about the bright red blood flowing out. His soul seemed to fly to Wu Yi. Without Wu Yi, he would return to his original life of lack of food and clothing.

"I bet that Wu Yi will be defeated within ten breaths." A disciple who was afraid of chaos in the world said loudly.

"One breath." Some disciples followed him to make a noise.

"Two breaths." Yun He's heart jumped and he even forgot to breathe.

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"Eight breaths." Yun He's breathing had a hint of crying.

"Nine breaths." The disciple who was making a fuss had a little doubt about the disciple who made the bet before, and mocked him endlessly.

This disciple did not believe in evil, believed in his own judgment, and shouted: "Ten breaths."

This shout successfully attracted the attention of most of the disciples in the field. Seeing that it was the disciple who was grandstanding, they turned their heads away with disdain. This kind of boring game had happened several times before, but the form was a little different.

But just when the disciple turned his head, Wu Yi, who was pressed on his head by the ice cubes in the sky, suddenly opened his eyes, and red light shone through his body. The flying snowflakes could not cover it. This red light pierced the battle stage. All the spectators could feel the rich vitality.

The disciple who shouted ten breaths had been stunned for a long time. The situation changed so quickly. It seemed that Wu Yi still had the strength to fight, and even turned the tables.

"A trick." Xie Yun was surprised when he saw Wu Yi's change, but he still cheered himself up.

"Fall." After such a long time of preparation, Xie Yun was originally planning to wait for Wu Yi to run out of energy, but he didn't expect Wu Yi to be even stronger. He didn't plan to wait any longer, and the huge ice blocks fell one after another under Xie Yun's force.

Wu Yi activated the blood burning technique, and the blood light became more blazing, almost covering the entire formation.

Wu Yi was oppressed for such a long time, and Wu Yi didn't know how much resentment he had suppressed in his heart. Wu Yi directly activated the blood burning technique to a tenfold increase.

Perhaps it was because of the breakthrough of the blood light, Wu Yi just felt a little uncomfortable in his body, and he didn't have the restlessness that seemed to burn his body after activating it to ten times before.

With a slight exertion of strength, the white bricks under Wu Yi's feet broke, and he turned over and crushed the largest piece of ice with one foot. Behind the ice was Xie Yun's incredible fear.

His arrogance was blown away by the rain and wind at this time.

With one punch, before Xie Yun could react, Wu Yi hit Xie Yun's chest and made it dent. Xie Yun hit the aura shield that was extended by the formation and fell to the ground. In addition to spitting out a lot of blood, he could even see the fragments of his internal organs.

Qiu Buyan had never expected the situation to turn around so quickly. He quickly transferred Xie Yun out. If he was hit by Wu Yi again, Xie Yun would be dead.

But even so, Xie Yun was just an airway cultivator after all. He didn't know how many precious medicine pills he would need to recover completely. During the period of recuperation, his cultivation stagnated and he was definitely left behind by other disciples.

Xie Yun fainted just after being transferred out, and Wu Yi had no place to exert his energy. He roared to the sky and punched the ground heavily. The bricks broke into four pieces, and the formation was too late to repair.

Qiu Buyan's face twitched when he saw this scene, pretending not to see it. Wu Yi's punch destroyed countless arrays. It seemed that the fighting platform needed to be repaired. After all, it was the fighting platform of the Di De Temple, and it had nothing to do with him.

The broken bricks and stones were scattered, and Wu Yi looked around. All the disciples who were seen by him lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him.

At this moment, Wu Yi, relying on his own strength, really entered the eyes of the disciples of the main courtyard.