The white shark's phantom figure hovered and flew, several times more flexible than a real shark. After hitting its head, the black light on the surface of the bone cone flashed wildly.
In amazement, Feng Long urged the mana in his body crazily, and his ten fingers rushed into the void continuously, causing the three-handed bone cone to swell several times, and then blocked the white giant shark's attack.
Faced with the fighting that was divided into four battle groups below, neither Ye Tianmei nor Hongsan took a second look, but instead looked at the heroic woman who was walking towards the scarlet figure.
Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, he naturally knew the potential of his late sect star, and he was extremely confident in his strength.
Although the skinny man saw Zhang Xiuniang for the first time, with the terrifying spirit of the crystallization stage, he could naturally feel the sword intent from this woman. After being shocked in his heart, he naturally couldn't pay attention to other people. Up.
Both of them are very clear that most of the key to victory lies with this woman.
At this time, Zhang Xiuniang walked with the sword in one hand to a distance of no more than seven or eight feet away from the blood-colored figure, and then stopped. The moment the snow-white long sword in her hand buzzed and whispered, an astonishing cold air filled the sword. .
A layer of crystal clear frost began to condense on the bluestone ground nearby.
When Hong San saw this, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and suddenly raised his head and charged Ye Tianmei in the distance and said coldly:
"It turned out to be an ice weapon that specifically restrains our sea clan's magical powers. Looking at the sword intent in this girl, she is definitely the core disciple cultivated by the nobility. It seems that Ye Daoyou has also planned this battle long ago. . Otherwise, these disciples will no longer practice secretly in the noble sect, how can they appear here for no reason."
"It's hard to talk about deliberately! I brought this junior out, just want to let him experience one or two by my side, but I didn't expect to meet Taoists and others. When did the nobles start to practice the magic way, such a heavy magical nature Breath, but I don't know what kind of magic power it is?" Ye Tianmei looked at the figure in the blood and said with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"What kind of technique, why use the old man to say more, fellow Taoist will know it in a moment." Hong San said with a slight gleam in his eyes.
Seeing this situation, Ye Tianmei narrowed his eyes, and immediately stopped talking to the other party.
At this time, Zhang Xiuniang had already shaken her wrists, and with a sound of breaking through the air, a dozen or so sword lights appeared without the slightest sign, and she slashed away at the blood shadow.
Faced with this sharp attack, the figure in the blood light did not dodge or dodge, but suddenly a strange whistle in his mouth, unexpectedly fitted to rush towards these sword lights.
Its movement was so fast that it almost flickered, and it narrowed the distance between him and the woman.
The other party behaved so strangely, even Zhang Xiuniang, a genius disciple with a psychic sword body, couldn't help being startled, but fortunately, she was not an ordinary person, and she immediately slid back a few steps silently when she subconsciously moved. At the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly swept in front of him.
Immediately, dozens of sword lights were drawn by the snow white long sword, and suddenly shrank unceremoniously, turning into a sword net and falling down, just to cover the blood shadow that rushed over.
With a flash of cold light, Jian Wang cut the blood shadow into more than a dozen pieces, and revealed his true face. He was a seemingly ordinary man in his twenties. Although his lower body was not turned into a fishtail, his upper body was already Green scales appeared all over his body, and his eyes became bright red like blood.
Zhang Xiuniang couldn't help but be in a daze for killing the seemingly tricky enemy so easily.
But at this moment, there was a "poof" in the broken corpse, and a mass of blood bounced out of it without the slightest sign, and after a blur, a bloodshot heroic woman shot out.
Zhang Xiuniang was startled, but with a movement of her wrist, the snow-white long sword slid around in front of her, turning into a crystal screen, trying to block the blood.
But at this moment, the bloodshot from the lasing shot suddenly trembled, and it broke apart out of thin air, and turned into a crazy dance of countless bloody runes.
When Zhang Xiuniang understood what was going on, a bloody rune array of several meters long had quietly formed around it, trapping it in the center.
The woman shuddered, and the long sword in her hand shook, she was about to rush out of the talisman formation with the body and the sword in one.
But it was too late.
The moment the bloody rune was formed, layers of bloody light curtains appeared with a buzzing sound, trapping the woman in it at once.
At the same time, Zhang Xiuniang felt that her body sank, and an invisible restraining force of the femur immediately acted on her, causing her movement to be more than ten times slower than before, and she seemed to be struggling to move her fingers continuously.
The heroic woman's face changed greatly, but immediately the mana in the body was urged, and the long sword in her hand turned into a half-foot-large, and slashed away from the bloody light curtain without hesitation.
There was a "boom".
After the scarlet light curtain shook for a few moments, it unexpectedly withstood the attack casually.
"This is a blood pattern formation! It was a treacherous corpse just now, not a normal Sea Clan person at all. Fellow Red Daoist, should you give me an explanation." Ye Tianmei saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and his voice suddenly sounded Asked Xiang Hong three times coldly.
"The niece of the holy machine asked the fellow Daoists for five places to play, but she didn't say that this battle must really dispatch five members of the tribe. In this battle, we only dispatched four people, and this corpse is just a spirit manipulated by one of them. It's just petting. Doing this, I don't know where it violated the previous agreement?" Hong Sanyi saw Zhang Xiuniang being trapped by the bloody rune array, and he was naturally happy, but he replied without showing the slightest color on his face.
Ye Tianmei raised her eyebrows when she heard this answer, but after scanning the figure in the bloody rune formation below, she didn't know what to think of, and she instantly recovered her calm:
"I'm not mistaken, this corpse should not have been truly sacrificed, otherwise the blood formation will not even be able to get out of the ordinary spiritualist trapped in it. Now, this semi-finished product is probably even three points of its true power. Neither of them can be brought into play. Fellow Daoists really think that the power of the magic circle of this level can trap me as a junior?"
"Really, the old man feels that even this level of blood formation is more than enough to trap this disciple of Guizong, unless she can cultivate such powerful supernatural powers as swordsmanship, otherwise..." The skinny man didn't believe it at all. , But half of the words in the mouth said, suddenly a loud noise came from the blood formation below.
Zhang Xiuniang actually muttered a word in her mouth, and suddenly stood up, turned into a snow-white rainbow and slashed fiercely on the blood-colored light curtain, causing a shallow crack to appear on its surface.
"Imperial Swordsmanship!" The skinny man saw this scene, and the expression on his face suddenly became uncertain.
But when he saw again, Xuebai Jinghong circled around, and Zhang Xiuniang, who appeared again on the ground, did not continue to attack immediately. Instead, after sitting cross-legged and adjusting her breath on the spot, she said with a smile:
"This disciple of Guizong actually cultivated the swordsmanship in the spiritual apprentice period, and she is so talented that she is extremely admired. But with her current mana, she wants to break through the formation, and it is definitely not something that can be done in a moment. If there is such a long time, I am afraid that the other competitions have already produced results."
After the skinny man said this, his eyes swept away to the other battle groups.
Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, and looked at the other people with the same glance.
I saw that in this moment, the other battle groups had clearly separated themselves.
Regardless of whether Hu Chunniang or Feng Long faced the attack from the Empress Dowager Dong and Xuanzhi, they were already at a disadvantage at this moment.
The yellow shield in Queen Mother Dong’s hand is no longer known when to put it away, but with both hands shaking hands as Zhongyu Ruyi waved, the white flowers rushing out of it have turned into the size of a bowl, and have been defensive from the beginning. In order to attack a weapon, Zhizhi turned frantically to Hu Chunniang.
Although Hu Chunniang sweated the two daggers in his hands into two dazzling cold lights, and laid a layer of sword curtains nearby, but under the impact of those white lights, his body was still shaking involuntarily, as if each The white flowers are so heavy that they can only support it.
What Feng Long faced at this moment was not a white shark phantom, but a giant blue shrimp that was more than ten feet long.
Under the violent attack of the two giant beasts, blue and white, he could only protect himself with a pale face.
As for Du Hai holding the sword in both hands, a wave of sword energy slashed at the cyan light curtain in front of him like lightning, seeming to have the upper hand, but his face was extremely ugly.
Because the middle-aged servant woman, who was her opponent, only raised the turtle shell with one hand in the light curtain, while silently meditating on the move with her eyes closed, she never fought back at all from the beginning to the end.
If a careful person observes carefully, you will find that with the middle-aged servant's thought of Fajue, the crack on the other side that trapped Zhang Xiuniang's blood-colored light curtain is slowly closing.
It turned out that the so-called "crude corpse" was secretly manipulated by this middle-aged servant woman.
No wonder she faced Du Hai's attack, except for using the spirit weapon in her hand to release a defensive light curtain, there was no more targeted action on the surface.
As for the battle group at the last place, it seemed extraordinarily weird.
The giant man who had taken Ran Xuedan's cultivation almost increased by nearly half at once. The seemingly heavy weapon in his hand was as light as a toothpick. Where the giant stick passed, a wave of whiteness was almost immediately set off. Hurricane Mengmeng.
But Liu Ming only held a cyan dagger in one hand, and a yellow light shield appeared on his arm. His figure was as light as there was no weight. He even moved with the wind in a hurricane, and always seemed impossible to avoid it. The heavy stick shadows, twisting his waist to death, flashed past like feathers.
In a short period of time, the giant man almost vomited blood in his heart depressed, and danced the giant stick in his hand more fiercely, wishing to hit Liu Ming upright with a stick, so that he could directly smash it into meat sauce.
Hong San and Ye Tianmei looked at the other places below, but their expressions were different.
The skinny man was first overjoyed when he saw the other battle groups, but his expression sank after his eyes fell on Liu Ming's side.
After Ye Tianmei saw Liu Ming's performance, his eyebrows moved slightly "Huh".