Shichuan was not killed, but one of his arms was cut off. The white-haired witch also had a hard time. She was stabbed in the stomach and her intestines were almost exposed.
"I'm going to kill you, this woman!" Yanchuan has been in this desolate land for many years. He has never met an opponent. He is more ruthless than anyone else. Today, he encountered a powerful enemy and was crippled. He still did not retreat. He It roared, and a more terrifying murderous intention burst out from his body, and the man-eating demonic shadow was completely revealed.
The man-eating demon sword!
This is the sword skill practiced by Yan Chuan. It has crazy killing intent and evil aura. It can kill even the living people. It is absolutely fearless.
The origin of the white-haired witch is also extraordinary. The combat skills she possesses are just as strong as those of Yanchuan. Countless silver lights are shed on her body, and the silver sword in her hand attracts the power of the newly realized star pattern, which is infinite. The power of silver light was still dazzling, and she shouted: "Whoever kills whom!"
The power of silver light contains an evil aura. It is a mutated power, and its power is even more evil, no worse than Yanchuan's sword skills.
Countless sword energy continued to entangle, and many sword shadows collided. The dragon scales on both sides continued to be chopped to pieces, and a lot of blood kept splashing. The battle was extremely fierce.
The predators on the battleship were stunned. Such battles would be of great benefit to them and might help them take a step further in the future.
The battle between the Semi-Saints spread across the sky for hundreds of miles, and countless clouds were swept away by the sword energy. The battleships retreated again and again, and even activated their defense forces.
Yang Wu watched the battle calmly and murmured in his heart: "Yunqi's fighting talent is definitely more than that. She has been silent for too long and needs to find her former fighting will."
This battle lasted for most of the day. After the white-haired witch used her silver-haired talent, Shichuan, whose combat power was greatly reduced, was finally captured by her.
"Ah..." Shichuan was choked by Silver Hair, and he could hardly breathe. A lot of blood was still flowing on his body, and the white bones appeared, which was shocking.
boom! boom! boom!
The white-haired witch didn't have any mercy at all. She dragged Shichuan and smashed down towards the solitary peak. Shichuan's body hit the mountain peak and the mountain kept trembling.
The Semi-Saint's physique is strong enough, but after his combat power is about to disappear, his defense power decreases, and no one can bear such an angry attack.
Shichuan was beaten half to death by the white-haired witch before being dragged to the battleship.
The white-haired witch is not having a good time either. Her hair is disheveled, her clothes are white and stained with blood, her breath is weak, and her condition is not very good.
Yang Wu looked at her with pity and said, "Take the third-level Xiaoxuan Pill."
The white-haired witch nodded slightly and took a third-turn Xiaoxuan Pill given to her by Yang Wu.
The power of the third-turn Xiaoxuan Pill was astonishing, and it quickly restored her injuries. Her breath calmed down, and the energy she had consumed was quickly restored.
The predator on the battleship had just the slightest urge to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but was immediately suppressed.
The white-haired witch is too powerful. After she recovers, who else will be her opponent
What's more, the overly young lord hasn't taken action yet.
He seems to only have the strength of the top Tianyu realm. If they really want to fight, no one among them can be his opponent. He must belong to a peerless monster, or there is a mysterious and powerful soul attached to him, which makes him so abnormal.
Yang Wu removed the Qiankun Ring from Shichuan. He used his powerful soul power to impact, and the restrictions of the Qiankun Ring instantly collapsed.
After Shichuan realized it, he wanted to die.
"The collection is really rich!" Yang Wu couldn't help but said with joy after opening the Qiankun Ring.
This Qiankun Ring is hundreds of square meters in size, and it is packed with things. In addition to most of them being mysterious spiritual stones, there are also many high-grade herbs, strange stones and beads, and even high-grade mysterious techniques, combat skills, etc., among which there are also suspected... Sacred things are of extraordinary value.
The plunderers on the battleship all showed envy. They had been plundering for many years, and the value of their wealth was definitely not comparable to that of Yanchuan.
Yang Wu looked down at Shichuan and said, "Do you want to die or live?"
Shichuan ignored Yang Wu and closed his eyes, trying to recover from his injuries and escape as soon as possible.
"Oh, pretending to be dead, right? Then I will deprive you of your soul and seal you away from reincarnation forever." Yang Wu said lightly, and the fighting spirit emerged.
The fighting spirit solidified and manifested its soul body. The powerful martial arts will swept over the battleship, frightening the plunderers. They all knelt down and shouted in unison: "My lord is mighty!"
It is not possible for ordinary people to separate their fighting souls from the body. It can be done by reaching the realm of dragon transformation, but there is absolutely no way it can be as solid as Yang Wu's soul, and the pressure is so strong that it can approach the holy realm.
Many plunderers were terrified.
If this war spirit suddenly comes towards their divine court, their souls will definitely be unable to stop it.
Such a young evildoer suppressed them from any dissatisfaction.
Shichuan opened his eyes, his soul emerged from between his eyebrows and shouted: "Kill!"
As a semi-saint, Shichuan has extraordinary soul power. Even though his body has been disabled, his soul power is still strong.
It's just that Yan Chuan's soul power couldn't compare with the face demon, and it was taken care of by Yang Wu's fighting spirit in two or three blows.
"Deprive!" Yang Wu quickly grabbed Shichuan's soul and prevented its soul from returning to his body. This meant that his body lost its soul, fell into a state of death, and would soon rot away.
"Please... please let me go!" Yanchuan Soul said with a look of horror.
"I resisted just now, but now I'm begging for mercy. Isn't it too late?" Yang Wu smiled lightly, and then he took out a jade bottle, intending to seal Shichuan's soul in the jade bottle.
"Let me go, I'll tell you a huge secret." Yanchuan said loudly.
"What secret?" Yang Wu asked curiously.
"How about letting my soul return to its original form first?" Yanchuan begged.
"No, you have thirty breaths to tell the secret. If it interests me, I'll let you go. If the secret is of no value, just go die." Yang Wu showed no mercy.
To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.
"I know a Tibetan place, where an amazing inheritance is hidden. It may be the place where the Buddha sat and transformed, or it may be a secret place in the holy realm." Shichuan said quickly.
"You don't know where it is, let alone what it is. Is this considered a secret?" Yang Wu said dissatisfiedly, and a ray of blue flame quietly appeared on his finger, which was beating like a small black basalt. , will burn Xiang Shichuan's soul at any time.
Shichuan said in horror: "Don't burn me. I know where that place is, but it's dangerous there. I can't break in by myself, so I haven't succeeded yet. I can take you there immediately."
"How do I know if you lied to me?"
"How dare I lie to you when my life is in your hands."
"That's right, I will first deprive you of a ray of original soul power and keep it for you. If it is true, I will return it to you." Yang Wu said, and forcibly intercepted a ray of soul power from Shichuan.
ah!
The soul of Shichuan was damaged, which was a damage to his foundation. It would be difficult to reach the star pattern realm again.
The surrounding predators felt a chill in their bodies and minds. They were afraid of following in the footsteps of Shichuan.
Yang Wu generously gave Shichuan a three-turn Xiaoxuan Pill to help him recover quickly.
Seeing that the dying Yanchuan had rebounded strongly from the edge of death, the plunderers couldn't help but be interested in the elixir in Yang Wu's hand. They were even more sure that this was definitely a peerless monster from the powerful clan. Otherwise, how could he be so rebellious? Heaven’s elixir.
Shichuan recovered from his injuries in a short period of time, but his aura was still sluggish, and the half-saint's demeanor would not be restored for a while. After all, he was missing an arm.
"Okay, tell me where that place is." Yang Wu said to Huachuan.
Shichuan knew that fate was hard to change, so he could only accept his fate. He pointed in one direction and said: "It's in the canyon not far away."
"So close?" Yang Wu said in surprise.
"Otherwise, why would I be guarding here? There is an ancient formation hidden there. I discovered it by accident. I can't break in with my strength. Without the master of the holy formation here, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in." Shichuan said.
"Let's go take a look first."
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Not far ahead, there is indeed a canyon, and there is a large river under the canyon. The river flows eastward. From time to time, strange fish jump out of the water, and the sounds of ape cries are constantly heard on both sides of the bank.
The battleship landed and everyone rushed out from under the battleship. Yang Wu put away the battleship and looked down at the place.
Suddenly, dozens or hundreds of vicious birds flew out of the woods, targeting Yang Wu and his party.
Without Yang Wu taking action, these vicious birds were killed by the predators around him.
"On the gorge wall, there is a crack there. After passing through, you will reach the land of Tianzang." Shichuan pointed to an inconspicuous crack in the wall.
"Lead the way." Yang Wu did not rush over stupidly.
Shichuan had no choice but to descend towards that place. When he was approaching, he said: "There is a fierce ape guarding here. In the semi-holy realm, I am no match for it."
This guy's mind is not simple. If Yang Wu hadn't intercepted his original soul, he would definitely have been put into trouble.
Sure enough, an ape head popped up from the crack in the wall. Its ferocious eyes looked at Yang Wu and his party, and a roaring voice sounded: "Roar!"
The sound was deafening, like Sanskrit music, going straight into everyone's souls, and everyone fell into a state of sluggishness.
The ferocious ape rushed out from the mountain wall. Its body, which was not very tall, flew by like a meteor at an astonishing speed.
In an instant, it reached the height of Yang Wu and the others, and blasted out a fierce fist. The earth-yellow fist was as powerful as a huge rock, crushing towards Yang Wu and the others.
The souls of everyone present were disturbed, but Yang Wu remained awake. He looked at the ferocious ape with high fighting spirit and said, "What a good opponent!"
Yang Wu rushed out and concentrated his barbaric fists to attack the vicious ape.
Barbaric elephant punch!
A wild elephant stood in the sky, and a huge elephant leg turned into a fist and fell, crushing the ground.
boom!
The two fists collided together like meteorites, causing the canyon walls to tremble and the river to burst.
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