The flames of smoke are everywhere in the Great Array.
Peng Yaolong slapped out palm after palm, even with his extraordinary realm and powerful body, he was panting exhausted with so many palms, but he couldn't stop.
Various organs are raging in the array. The underground air column turns into sharp wind knives, whistling and cutting people in the air; unprovoked thunder and lightning will be generated in the air anytime and anywhere; the most deadly ones are the fireworks and the raging fire waves. Constantly pouring from all directions, ruthlessly roasting the moon-washing students, the flames brought up large swaths of poisonous smoke, and the smoked people even had more difficulty breathing.
The students of Washing the Moon had to unite to form a circular defensive line and guard the mine pool. In this case, even Peng Yaolong, who has always been accustomed to strong crushing, had to abandon his former domineering style and switch to targeted measures. .
When the wind knife comes, try to hide as much as possible, and there is no need to knock it down; in the face of thunder and lightning, remove as much as possible, and there is no need to die; in the face of the never-ending poisonous smoke and fire, Sweeping with the palm of the wind is much better than relying on the body to fight. When more spells come over, you have to think about whether to use this spell is more appropriate, or whether to use that spell is more cost-effective. A shield that blocks several attacks and just breaks does not maximize the value. After blocking the attack, the aftermath can hit you just so that you can hurt yourself without hurting. That is the most subtle control.
Peng Yaolong had never liked this kind of calculated battle before, but now he can't help but count it. Every time he saves a little mana, he can support a little more time and have a little more hope of comeback.
But even so, under the exhaustion of the formation, everyone gradually couldn't support it.
Wei Tianchong and Qi Shaoming, who had not entered the world, first consumed all their auras and had to enter the center of the circle to recover on the spot, followed by two students with lower strength.
"Big brother, it won't work like this, we won't last long!" Zhu Fengdao shouted.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Peng Yaolong shouted angrily: "If you can't support it, you have to support it. My moon-washing students are not that easy to be overwhelmed. The advanced inner circle of the lack of aura, I will support it first!"
As he said, his arms shook, and a stream of vigorous force gushed out, pushing the extended ring of fire a few meters away.
This move is actually a bit wasteful, but Peng Yaolong knows that there is not only calculation in the battle, there is one more unreasonable and more important thing, that is morale!
The retreat of the ring of fire made everyone's spirits slightly uplifted, and even the turbulent flames no longer looked so terrifying.
However, at this moment, the whistle and whistle suddenly sounded in the distance. Accompanied by the sound of the whistle, there was a sharp spirit and six figures that were passing through the stream of fire and smoke.
"Mu Yi!" Peng Yaolong laughed wildly: "Your tortoise son is finally willing to bubble up, give me a punch!"
He held back for a long time, and now he finally saw Mu Yi and the others come over. He was overjoyed. Unfortunately, when the punch was made, Mu Yi just lifted his hand slightly, and a palm appeared in the air, already supporting Peng Yaolong's punch. Said leisurely: "Brother Peng, I know you are waiting for Tang Jie. But he is destined to be impossible to break through. Look at the nine of us, there are only six here. You can understand that there are three others who have gone to deal with Tang Jie. Give up earlier. Right, brother, so as not to increase the casualties."
Peng Yaolong laughed: "Mu Yi, you son of a tortoise, fight if you want, where is a lot of nonsense. Since I have promised Tang Jie to stick to the end, no matter if he succeeds or not, he will never retreat. of."
As he said, two punches in a row crashed in the past.
Mu Yi flicked his two fingers to dissolve the fierce fist strength, and sighed: "If this is the case, it can only be offended."
As he said, he drew the bamboo flute from behind and put it to his mouth, and a ray of flute sound floated out.
As soon as the flute sound came out, Peng Yaolong, Ye Tianshang and the others also became serious, and said in the same way: "Be careful, this is a heavenly sound without phase!"
The reason why Qijuemen is called Qijue is because they have seven secrets, which are extremely magical. If only by the power of the secret method itself, they are not inferior to the six great arts. What really restricts them is not that there are no powerful secrets, but that there are too many things to learn that distract them.
This phaseless Tianyin is one of the seven secrets of the Seven Great Schools. It is said that there is a sound in the ear, and the method is in the heart. It is said to be the most unpredictable and difficult to resist spell.
At this moment, when Mu Yi played the flute, there was a sound of whistling and turning in the air, like an orioles coming out of the valley, and it turned melodiously.
A poor student sneered: "My pastor brother's Wuxiang Tianyin can be resisted if it hides his ears. It is also called Wuxiang Tianyin."
Following the utterance of these words, a group of moon-washing students realized that it was wrong at the same time.
Zhu Fengdao took the lead in exclaiming: "My spiritual energy loss has accelerated!"
"mine too!"
"And I!"
A group of people began to shout.
I was in a difficult environment, and every bit of aura must be cherished, but under the influence of Mu Yi's unphased heavenly sound, for some reason, the consumption of aura suddenly increased.
Mu Yi took the bamboo flute away and said leisurely: "This is a river of spring|water, which enters the organs with sound, shuts down the qi, seizes the gods and exhausts the enemy, is the beginning of the chapter."
Ye Tianshang snorted coldly: "First use the big formation to exhaust the enemy, and then use my strength to seize the Divine Comedy. Is this how the people of the best do fight?"
Mu Yi was not angry, but just smiled and said, "Seven people do not fight like this, but I am. What I cultivate is the rotation mentality and the non-phase sound of the sky. It is not easy to attack single-handedly, and it is more advantageous to attack in groups, so every time Before the battle, we must first use all means to weaken the opponent and exhaust the enemy division. Next, there will be two bright moons."
Speaking of Mu Yi playing the bamboo flute again, another melodious musical rhythm floated, but with the melodious music, everyone found that their spirit was a little vague, and even casting spells became difficult.
As Mu Yi said, his Wuxiang Tianyin is the most advantageous group battle. No matter how many people there are on the other side, he will be hit by every song, and it is difficult to resist, even if he covers his ears, he will be affected.
Peng Yaolong and Ye Tianshang were frightened and angry. If you really want Mu Yi to blow it down like this, then don't fight anymore, you will be crippled by Mu Yi directly.
Peng Yaolong roared: "The big guy rushed out and killed this kid!"
He had already rushed to Mu Yi first.
Mu Yi still focused on playing the flute, but the five outstanding students around him appeared together. Then Lin Wang sneered, and suddenly a jade ruler appeared in his hand, pointing to the front of him: "One finger counts the sky!"
Peng Yaolong and the others felt that the distance between them and Mu Yi and others had suddenly become farther, and it seemed that they couldn't rush to the end no matter how much they rushed.
At the same time, the other four students made a move together, but they made the same gesture, the fire-catching tactic, the electric-conducting tactic, the horrifying wind tactic, a large swath of fire, thunder and lightning and the wind blade pounced on Peng Yaolong and the others at the same time.
At this moment, the twelve students of Xiyue Xiyue looked like a big wave on the peak of the flood, five students of Qijue built a levee like a dam, vowing to defend the peak, and Mu Yi was the last assailant. now.
A song with two distinct moons makes it difficult for the students to develop the method, and they have to distract more attention to cast the spell, and the control and use of the environment are greatly reduced. Then Mu Yi has said again: "Three crimes in Jinyuan."
The sound of music is continuous, with inexhaustible tenderness, the twelve-month-washing students only feel exhausted physically and mentally, and their fighting spirit is diminished, and they have no intention of fighting again.
A student even yelled: "Go back, you can't win. The other party has only six people here, Xiao Wen is missing, it must be sent to stop Tang Jie, he can't make it!"
"Fart!" Peng Yaolong roared: "I believe Tang Jie, he won't let us down. Didn't you see that only one person was teleported away from the other party? That must be Tang Jie's doing."
"Maybe Tang Jie himself was teleported away, he couldn't beat three of them." Long Tao snorted.
"Fart, fart!" Wei Tian cursed, "Tang Jie is not so easy to lose."
"Then he has the ability to give away another one. Taking the second one can at least prove that the first one is not him! Why hasn't there been any movement so far?" Long Tao was also angry.
At this moment, a beam of light suddenly lit up in the sky.
"This is..." At the same time a faint of excitement and doubt rose in the hearts of the students.
Instead, Mu Yiyouyou said: "It's Liu Jin. I didn't expect that when the three of them intercepted, he was beaten back by two. Now only Xiao Wen is left."
"Hahahaha." Peng Yaolong laughed loudly: "Sure enough, it's not good for you now, right?"
"It's okay." Mu Yi replied lightly: "It's enough to defeat you before then... Sixiao Jiangmei!"
The flute sounded again.
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After sending off Liu Jin, Tang Jie took a breath and hurriedly ran towards Dumenqi.
Only a few steps after he ran out, he was stopped by a figure, it was Xiao Wen.
At this time, Xiao Wen was already furious.
No wonder he was angry. Tang Jie, the bastard, took advantage of his spellcasting opportunity to use the night and terrain to repel Sun Yi and Liu Jin successively. Tang Jie was equivalent to directly smashing him. If it weren't for him to wake up in the end and get in the way to Dumen Banner in time, I'm afraid that Tang Jie would be thrown off by Tang Jie, and he might draw the flag directly.
Xiao Wen was naturally not a stupid, but anyone who was shaved looked like a stupid at least at that moment, and it was this that made him more angry as he thought about it.
At this moment, there was a strange pattern floating in front of him. Although it was a picture, it was formed by the condensation of spiritual energy. It shone in front of Xiao Wen and looked quite radiant.
Promise Catalogue
Tang Jie naturally knew what it was.
Different from Wuxiang Tianyin, Wuxiang Tianyin is characterized by change, which is difficult to prevent. Every cultivator will have different characteristics. However, the characteristics of Wuji catalogue are fixed, or in other words, the changes are limited.
The pattern on this Promise Catalogue is actually a route map of Qi travel, and every stroke and every stroke has a profound meaning.
It has only three meanings. One is to replace one's own Qi to make the method faster, one is to extend the Qi to make it more powerful, and the other is to have both.
Xiao Wen has never used the Promise Catalogue in the ring, so Tang Jie doesn't know which route Xiao Wen chose, but he knows anyone who completes the Promise Catalogue, you'd better not fight him, because that means His strength has risen by a big step.
At this moment, he looked at Xiao Wen and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Xiao. Senior Brother Xiao has amazing strength. If you are looking for something like a junior like me, let me go."
He said that he flashed to the side as soon as he turned his figure, clearly intending to bypass Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen said angrily: "Don't even want to run!"
Pinching the Fa Jue to the front, an arc of light flew at Tang Jie, Tang Jie did not dare to resist, flew up to avoid him, and saw that arc light hit the stone behind him. A huge pit beyond imagination.
Tang Jie was startled: "Arclight Slash!"
This arc light cut has entered the category of law. Although its power is relatively small in the category of law, the speed of forming the law is relatively fast. Coupled with the role of Xiao Wen Wuji's catalog, it can be used as easily as a spell, and the speed is so fast that Tang Jie also felt his scalp numb.
At that moment, he had understood that Xiao Wen's Promise Catalog was obviously a fast cast route of choice.
This is also the most powerful route in the early days. It can be imagined that the speed of the spell is used.
At this moment, Xiao Wen saw that a blow was ineffective, and he applied both hands again, applying the seal together, and his left and right hands actually clicked an arc slash at the same time.
"Fuck it!" Tang Jie cried out strangely. This Xiao Wen was able to cast spells twice, no wonder he chose Arc Light Slash. This spell is indeed a spell that can be used simultaneously.
Two arcs of light slashed Tang Jie at the same time. The speed was extremely fast and the power was extremely powerful. Even Tang Jie couldn’t dodge at once, so he could only concentrate his full strength to dodge a blow, and the other arc light was falling on Tang Jie. The condensate cover and the invisible golden body were activated in advance.
Just hearing the bang, the shapeless golden body was not broken, but Tang Jie was still vomiting blood and flying.
"Come again!" Xiao Wen roared, and before Tang Jie landed, two more arc lights flashed out.
"Your sister!" Tang Jie cursed. The Heartbroken Knife split several times, and the two arcs were cut down by the Heartbroken Knife. However, the huge power could not completely eliminate it, and Tang Jie shook him into the air again, Tang Jie Unfortunately, I found that I couldn't get down anymore.
Xiao Wen had already laughed wildly and attacked again. After he opened the Promise Catalogue, he didn't use any other spells. He directly arced the left and right and made more bursts of fire, like a human-shaped self-propelled cannon, booming. The booming madness poured out firepower. The endless flashing brilliance of the Promise picture book on the chest, each flashing represents an arc chop that takes shape quickly under its action.
Facing this fierce and wild cannonball-like bombing attack, the only thing Tang Jie could do was to hide, block, and resist.
If you can hide, you can hide, if you can't, you can use a knife to block it, and if you can't, you can only use your body to resist.
The blood spurted mouth after mouth, and the person was like a trapeze. It either jumped up and flew by itself, was blown up, or was shocked. In short, there was no time to land.
Tang Jie also wanted to fight back, but Xiao Wen's attack was so wild and fast that he didn't give him a chance at all. Whether it’s the golden thread or the evil spirit, Tang Jie is too late to use it, because even if Tang Jie relaxes a little, he may be chopped by continuous arcs and become a dead body in the next moment.
At this moment, Xiao Wen had no intention of retaining his hands at all in his anger, let alone consider the sect feelings.
"Hahahaha, Tang Jie, I see how rampant you are, let me die!" Xiao Wen laughed, his face became a little distorted because of his anger, and the arc slash fell more and more crazily. The speed was extremely fast. The two arc slashes have not hit the target yet, and the last two arc slashes have been sent out again. The arc slashes are all howling sharply, and there is a wolf in the big array. What organ traps, fireworks and sulfur are all in Xiao Wen's wild. Tear to pieces under the attack.
"Your sister, when have I been rampant?" Tang Jie felt helpless.