Chapter 4253 Bloodstained True Meaning

Yu Jing's face was calm, but when he finished speaking, a strong aura burst out from his body, stirring the surrounding void.

Nie Tian and Ruoyu Qianye were startled at the same time, and their figures retreated immediately.

Yu Jing looked old and frail, but the moment his aura burst out, he was extremely terrifying, and was not weaker than the Tiandao Pavilion Master.

The Tiandao Pavilion Master stood coldly in the air, frowned slightly, and shook his head and said: "Brother Yu Jing, why are you doing this?"

In helplessness, more contempt was revealed.

It seemed that in his opinion, this battle was completely unnecessary, and Yu Jing was just making a dying struggle.

"Yun Yitian, you are too confident." Yu Jing sneered, and his figure rose from the ground and rushed into the air. Ten thousand thorn vines appeared behind him, spreading and growing continuously, like a dancing snake.

Yun Yitian is the name of the Tiandao Pavilion Master, but since he became the Tiandao Pavilion Master, no one has called him by this name for a long time.

Yun Yitian was not disgusted by Yu Jing calling him by his name, but felt a little friendly. He smiled and said, "Brother Yu Jing, you haven't changed at all."

"You haven't changed either, you still talk so much nonsense." Yu Jing sneered and slapped his palm. Suddenly, thousands of thorn vines became violent and pressed towards Yun Yitian in unison. Countless thorns grew in the air and strangled him.

Nie Tian felt the power contained in the thorn vines and was shocked.

Yu Jing's strength is definitely higher than that of the five deans. If it were an ordinary Tianwu Saint Ancestor, he would definitely be strangled to death by the thorn vines.

"Brother Yu Jing, I haven't seen you for hundreds of thousands of years. Your strength has improved a lot. Unfortunately, such strength can't hurt Yun." In the sky, Yun Yitian's proud voice sounded, and then a terrible purple thunder appeared, like a pillar of heaven, it exploded in an instant, forming a huge purple thunder net that enveloped the past.

"Boom boom boom..." The next moment, wherever the purple lightning net passed, the thorn vines were torn apart and shattered directly into the void.

Yu Jing's eyes sank slightly, and his figure retreated hundreds of meters at a high speed, and then he managed to stabilize.

His face was obviously a little ugly. He didn't expect Yun Yitian to be so powerful.

The two hadn't met for hundreds of thousands of years. During this long time, Yu Jing was improving, and Yun Yitian was also improving.

The reason why those peak martial arts masters are stronger than martial artists of the same level is mainly that they can maintain a steady improvement in strength.

However, the vast majority of martial artists, especially those with a lifespan of more than a million years, began to decline in strength.

Yu Jing and Yun Yitian are both martial artists with powerful bloodlines. Even though they are millions of years old, they can still maintain their strength and even improve.

"Brother Yu Jing, we are old friends, so there is no need to go to such lengths." Yun Yitian's figure was as tall as a mountain, and he said loudly: "I believe that Brother Yu Jing is a smart man, so why do you have to do something impossible?"

"What a joke!" Yu Jing said in a low voice, "Do you really think you are invincible, Yun Yitian?"

The more arrogant Yun Yitian was, the more he hated him.

"Of course, I am not the best in the world, but I can defeat you." Yun Yitian smiled indifferently, and his superior attitude was undoubtedly revealed.

Although he was polite to Yu Jing on the surface, in his eyes, the latter was just a defeated general under his hands, not worthy of being an enemy.

"Really?" Yu Jing sneered again, and the thousands of thorn vines behind him reappeared, extremely violent, condensed into a giant hand, as majestic as a mountain, and oppressed Yun Yitian.

Yun Yitian was not afraid at all. A thousand-foot purple thunder appeared behind him, directly splitting the giant thorn vine hand, forcing Yu Jing to retreat again.

Yu Jing stabilized his body, but blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Only then did he truly feel the gap in strength between him and Yun Yitian.

"Brother Yu Jing, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years. You are really getting worse and worse." Yun Yitian was confident of victory, and raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly.

Yu Jing's old face was blue and red, which was very ugly.

But he did not give up, but the power in his body burst out again, and the thorn vines spread wildly, forming a forest in the air.

"This battle, I am tired, let's stop here." Seeing this, Yun Yitian smiled faintly, and then purple thunder surged in his palm, condensing into thousands of thunders, and then condensed into a terrifying thunder beast, roaring and resounding through the sky.

"It's bad!" Nie Tian frowned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

In fact, Yu Jing's strength is not much weaker than Yun Yitian, but the strength of the two people is mutually restrained.

Yu Jing is a wood-attributed warrior, while Yun Yitian is a thunder-attributed warrior. The latter is simply the natural enemy of the former, and their attributes completely restrain each other.

"Old Yu can't hold on any longer." Ruoyu Qianye also saw that something was wrong and spoke solemnly.

Nie Tian's eyes swept over Ruoyu Qianye, and he couldn't help but regret that he should have let Yu Jing take her away just now.

However, Yun Yitian came too fast. Even if Ruoyu Qianye followed Yu Jing to leave, she would probably be stopped halfway.

The problem now is, once Yu Jing is defeated, who can protect Ruoyu Qianye.

Yun Yitian's strength is beyond imagination. In Nie Tian's impression, perhaps only super strong men like Yangshen Sword Emperor and Jiwu Xietian can stop him.

In addition to strong men like Yangshen Sword Emperor, there may be another person who can stop Yun Yitian, and that is Zhu Rushuang.

Unfortunately, Zhu Rushuang has not recovered since the last battle, and even if she recovers, it is impossible for her to appear here immediately.

"Let's end it." At this moment, Yun Yitian's figure moved, and he slapped out with one palm. The purple thunder beast pounced out fiercely and pressed towards Yu Jing.

Yu Jing frowned, his vicissitudes of life eyes trembled, and he made a decision in an instant. The forest behind him surged, and thorn tentacles extended forward, trying to stop the thunder beast.

But the thunder beast was extremely ferocious. Wherever it passed, the thorn tentacles were shattered. In the blink of an eye, it came to Yu Jing.

"Just in time!" Yu Jing sneered at the thunder beast, and then the blood in his body surged wildly, and he turned into thousands of blood springs, dyeing the entire forest red.

"Bang!" Then, before the thunder beast had time to react, blood-colored thorn vines enveloped it, wrapping the thunder beast layer by layer, and just bombarded it to death.

"Huh?" The sudden change made Yun Yitian's face change, and he said in astonishment: "For the Ten Destroyed Female Evil, you actually risked your life!"

How could he not see that Yu Jing was burning blood and self-immolating the true meaning of martial arts in his body, which caused such a terrifying blood-colored thorn vine to burst out.

"Yun Yitian, I can't defeat you, but I can trap you!" At this moment, Yu Jing's voice sounded, and then an endless forest of thorn vines appeared, covering him like an ocean, and instantly surrounded Yun Yitian.

"Damn it!" Yun Yitian reacted immediately, but it was too late, and he roared.

This was the imprisonment formation that Yu Jing condensed at the cost of his life. It was not a threat to his life, but it could trap him for a long time.

"Old Yu!" Nie Tian looked at the scene in the sky, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he screamed.

"Nie Tian, ​​take the empress to find Fenghuaxueyue!" Yu Jing's voice came from the sky, and then the breath dissipated, leaving only a forest of thorn vines, surrounding the sky.