Su Zimo couldn't dodge, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.
He is preparing to march in danger!
Pang Yu's finger was so sharp that it was impossible to escape completely.
It is rude to come and not reciprocate!
Su Zimo activated his soul crazily, staring fiercely at Pang Yu opposite him. In the blood between his eyebrows, a bronze square tripod vaguely emerged.
He wanted to use the Prison Suppressing Cauldron to resist the first wave of attacks from Pang Yu's sword.
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron is extremely hard, but it is difficult to completely dissolve the power of the ninth-level immortal.
Qinglian Yuanshen is also holding another treasure, the Three Treasures and Jade Ruyi.
This treasure has continuously absorbed the essence of the sun, moon and stars over the years. It is extremely hard and can withstand a second attack.
If he still can't completely resolve the edge, he still has nine days of rest.
Even if he is seriously injured, Su Zimo will fight to defeat Pang Yu!
His soul, after cultivating to the level of immortal, can already release peerless magical powers.
And among the peerless magical powers he has comprehended, there is one peerless magical power that can kill ninth-level immortals regardless of their cultivation level!
This move is extremely risky.
Su Zimo didn't know whether the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, Sanbaoyu Ruyi, and Jiutian Xi soil could withstand Pang Yu's offensive.
But he knew one thing, he must make Pang Yu pay the price!
Sensing the madness and murderous intent in Su Zimo's eyes, Pang Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm and a slight sneer.
"Want to resist?"
Pang Yu said softly: "In my eyes, your power is like an ant, overestimating your own abilities!
Uh-huh!
The sword finger descended and stabbed directly between Su Zimo's eyebrows, the sharp edge was sharp!
suddenly!
In front of Su Zimo, a tall figure appeared. His body was full of righteousness and aura, no weaker than the ninth-level immortal Pang Yu.
Yang Ruoxu arrived via teleportation!
Pang Yu teleported away and took action for the first time, but he didn't get there in time.
But this time, Yang Ruoxu arrived in time!
He shouted loudly, with righteousness reverberating in his chest. He raised his arm, clenched it into a fist, and struck Pang Yu's stabbed sword finger!
Just as Yang Ruoxu appeared and shouted loudly, Su Zimo also roared: "The moment of youth!"
A burst of peerless magical power came instantly and enveloped Pang Yu's body.
After Yang Ruoxu appeared, Pang Yu's attention was not on Su Zimo at all.
With a fierce look in his eyes, he stared at Yang Ruoxu and sneered: "Junior Brother Yang, your fist is not good enough to stop my sword finger!"
boom!
Pang Yu's sword finger collided with Yang Ruoxu's fist, and his energy burst out, creating a wave of energy that swept through the entire sword discussion platform!
The monks watching the battle all around were driven back by this energy and their bodies swayed.
Yang Ruoxu also knew that his current combat power was not Pang Yu's opponent.
But Su Zimo is right behind him, and he must not let Su Zimo get hurt!
He can't retreat!
Their fists and fingers touched each other, and their bodies stood opposite each other, motionless.
Pang Yu frowned slightly.
He felt something was wrong.
The power of his sword should be able to penetrate Yang Ruoxu's fist. How could there be a scene where they are equally divided now
Yang Ruoxu was also a little confused.
Could it be said that Pang Yu kept his hand
But at this moment, their expressions changed!
In Pang Yu's eyes, there was first a hint of astonishment, then confusion, fear, and finally horror!
When Yang Ruoxu looked at Pang Yu in front of him, his expression also changed drastically, showing a look of disbelief.
In Yang Ruoxu's eyes, Pang Yu's appearance turned old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His head was full of black hair, but in the blink of an eye, it turned pale as snow.
Pang Yu's face was covered with wrinkles, like an octogenarian who would die at any moment, and his clear and sharp eyes became cloudy and yellow.
Gradually.
The monks around him also noticed something strange about Pang Yu.
"Look, what happened to Senior Brother Pang?"
"Oh my God, why did Senior Brother Pang become like this in such a blink of an eye?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Pang Yu's body, which was originally as straight as a sword, became rickety and shrank in size.
The noise in the crowd is getting louder and louder!
Everyone looked at Pang Yu with inexplicable horror!
"I, I, what's wrong with me?"
Pang Yu's voice trembled slightly.
Only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his own voice had become extremely old.
Pang Yu didn't believe that this sound came from his mouth!
"Senior Brother Pang, what's wrong with your longevity..."
Yang Ruoxu also widened his eyes, wondering what the scene in front of him was going on.
He could clearly feel that there was not much life left in Pang Yu's body.
The lifespan of an immortal is 300,000 years!
Pang Yu is now only a hundred thousand years old and at the peak of his powers.
But now, Pang Yu's lifespan is running out, and it will run out at any time!
And all this happened in a moment.
"I, my, my Shouyuan..."
Pang Yu was full of wrinkles, and his dry lips moved.
He also realized what happened to him.
His longevity is exhausted and he is about to perish!
This is more terrifying than being seriously injured or having your soul damaged!
Even if the soul is damaged, there is still a glimmer of hope for treatment.
But the exhaustion of life span is the real death of body and soul!
"you… "
Pang Yu finally stared at Yang Ruoxu with cloudy eyes, panting heavily, his eyes full of resentment.
But when he saw Yang Ruoxu with a confused look on his face, he was stunned for a moment.
Just now, Yang Ruoxu just took action and faced him head-on. It was impossible for him to explode this kind of power.
And judging from Yang Ruoxu's expression, he didn't seem to know what happened.
But if it wasn’t Yang Ruoxu, who was it
Who is secretly attacking him...
Before Pang Yu died, a flash of light flashed in his mind. His eyes turned and landed on the monk in green shirt behind Yang Ruoxu!
At this time, the monk in green shirt looked calm and looked at him coldly. He was not surprised by this scene.
Pang Yu suddenly recalled that on the battlefield just now, someone seemed to have said, "Young beauty in an instant"!
"Yes, yes, it's you..."
Pang Yu raised his arm with difficulty and pointed at Su Zimo from a distance.
The direction where Su Zimo is is where Yang Ruoxu is.
In the eyes of everyone, the person Pang Yu was referring to was naturally Yang Ruoxu.
The battle just now was fierce, Yang Ruoxu shouted loudly, Su Zimo's low roar was almost covered up by this loud shout, and no one noticed it.
Who would have thought that an eighth-level earthly immortal could unleash peerless magical powers
Who would have thought that an earthly immortal's peerless magical power could kill the top five ninth-level heavenly immortals on the spot!
The corners of Pang Yu's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something else.
But in just a moment, his Yangshou was completely exhausted.
thump!
Pang Yu raised his arms and fell down on his back, his cloudy eyes wide open, refusing to rest in peace.
Until his death, Pang Yu couldn't understand why he died in the hands of an earthly immortal.