Yang Qingxuan wanted to retract his arm, but it was too late. The fifteen hanging beads shook the Jumang finger away and wrapped it around his arm. The whole arm felt like it was being scorched on fire, and the pain was unbearable.
"Hey!"
Even if he cultivated the most yang true energy, he still felt that his arms were about to split apart from the scorching.
On the other arm, Yang Corpse's hand grasped the Demon Slayer Sword and remained motionless.
Everyone was shocked and wanted to come up to rescue, but except for Du Ruo and Mo Lan, the other five struggled to get up, their standing was unstable, and they completely lost their combat power.
Du Ruo desperately urged the martial spirit to guard against the thunder, one after another thunder and lightning shot away, and said loudly: "Yang Qingxuan, step back!"
Mo Lan also tried her best to hit the ice edge, but she couldn't break through the air wave formed by the fifteen hanging beads.
Yang Qingxuan didn't want to retreat, but now both hands are imprisoned, unless a real strong man cuts off his wrist and cuts off the arm bound by the hanging beads.
He took a deep breath, and the real law on his left arm was running, and he gave up resisting, and instead sucked the terrifying Zhiyang true energy into his arm.
"Use the way of the other, and return it to the other!"
Zhiyang Zhenqi turned in the body, like a fireball rolling in the meridians, Yang Qingxuan endured the great pain, gritted his teeth and said: "Five Yangs are empty!"
On the hands, five flames emerged respectively, turning into animal heads, ten in total, under the rotation, it seemed like a big windmill leaped between the arms, and bombarded the body of the sun!
"Boom!"
Ten flames continuously bombarded Yang Corpse's body like a war hammer, shaking his body, but his two arms still held Yang Qingxuan tightly.
The two of them stood there in a stalemate, circles of Zhiyang zhenqi surged out and scattered in all directions, flames continuously burned in the air, and swished out.
The corpses all over the ground were all prostrate on the ground, making horrified sounds and trembling non-stop.
Du Ruo and Mo Lan's attacks became weaker, and they were completely useless under the terrifying air waves.
Yang Qingxuan is like a container at this moment, inhaling the yang energy of the fifteen hanging beads into his body, and then through the technique of "using the way of the other, and returning it to the other body", it is transformed into two moves of the five yang emptiness, maintaining that The ten flames of Yanyang competed with the Yang Corpse.
"Roar!"
The Yang Corpse kept roaring, he only had the instinct to attack, and he didn't have a high IQ, so he couldn't find out what was tricky, so he could only continuously stimulate the power of the sun in the fifteen hanging beads.
Yang Qingxuan didn't feel well either, the yang energy in these fifteen beads far exceeded the level of his six yang palms, his whole body was trembling with pain, if he hadn't practiced physical skills, he might have exploded on the spot.
Under the impact of this terrifying yang force, Wujin's vestment was slightly deformed, emitting a faint smoke.
The other seven people looked stunned outside the air wave. This terrifying scene was shocking.
Chen Zhen roared: "Captain!"
He stood up, took the spear and threw it over, and when he touched the air wave, he was shaken back and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Du Ruo and the three girls also covered their mouths, with tears in their eyes. Yang Qingxuan's body had already started to turn red and smoke was coming out, as if it was cooked.
The roar in Yang Corpse's mouth became stronger and stronger, becoming manic, and the ten flames of Yang Qi kept bombarding his body, and it also began to shake unceasingly.
Du Ruo gritted his teeth fiercely, and said: "Everyone is ready, and the moment the two of them parted, we will attack the Yang Corpse together. That moment must be his weakest moment."
Chen Zhen tremblingly said: "The moment they parted, will the captain be okay?"
Everyone's heart sank, and they didn't want to think about this problem.
In fact, everyone knows that the stalemate between the two at the moment must be at the cost of the end of one side, and now it is obvious that Yang Qingxuan must die, and he will not persist for too long.
Chen Zhen shed tears, silently picked up the Jiao Ruo startling dragon on the ground, lowered his head, and said nothing.
In the entire hall, apart from the sound of the surging air waves, there was only the trembling sound of corpses crawling all over the ground. The seven people stood quietly in mourning, paying the highest respect to Yang Qingxuan.
The pain in Yang Qingxuan's body became numb as his consciousness gradually weakened, leaving only numb techniques.
The shape of the sword between the eyebrows also dimmed, and with a flick of the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand, it turned into specks of light and dissipated in his hand.
Yang Corpse let out a loud roar, as if he had sensed the other party's weakness, his voice was irritable and excited, and his left hand was like a knife, stabbing into Yang Qingxuan's heart.
"Snapped!"
At the moment when everyone's hearts twitched and grief came from their hearts, a big hand came across the sky and grabbed Yang Corpse with a palm!
"This is… "
Everyone's eyelids twitched, and they saw Yang Qingxuan grabbing the arm of Yang Corpse, which was so hairy that it didn't look like a human hand.
"How can... lose to... you are like this... people are not people... ghosts are not ghosts... monsters..."
Yang Qingxuan lowered his head and muttered, as if unconscious.
But the seven of them were both surprised and happy. The happy thing was that he still had fighting power, and the big surprise...Yang Qingxuan in front of him seemed to be changing, not only his arms, but his whole body seemed to have hair growing.
Chen Zhen said in surprise: "What... what's going on? Could it be that the captain has also turned into a dead body?"
A strange color flashed in Du Ruo's eyes, and he said happily, "It's not a corpse transformation, it's a demonization!"
She explained: "During the long evolution of the major races, many races have intermarried, which will lead to intermingling of blood. Many human races have the blood of the monster race hidden in their bodies. This must be the case for Yang Qingxuan Yes! Among his ancestors, there were people from the demon clan, so before he died, he aroused the power in his blood and began to return to his ancestors to become a demon!"
Meng Rui's eyes flickered, and he said in horror: "Is it demonized?" He also knew the legend of demonization, but the phenomenon of Yang Qingxuan at this moment made him faintly feel that something was wrong, and he thought of another possibility.
Meng Rui lowered his head, looked at the Broken Blade in his hand, his thoughts returned to the mine, and he was horrified: "Could it be that drop of blood?"
Suddenly, a wild and domineering roar came from Yang Qingxuan's mouth, as if coming from the distant past, traveling through layers of time and space!
Everyone was in a trance for a moment, as if the hall and the corpse disappeared. With that roar, time and space seemed to flow back to the endless barren ancient times, the strong swallowed mountains and seas, and tore lightning with hands!
A figure stands alone in time and space, with shoulders as high as the sky!
Yang Corpse also seemed to be stunned, not understanding why the person in front of him had changed. When Yang Qingxuan raised his head, a hairy face appeared with a thunderous mouth, and his eyes shot golden light.
"ah!!-"
Yang Corpse let out an earth-shattering cry, the body hair stood on end in an instant, trembling like chaff, as if being greatly frightened, it went crazy in an instant, screamed in fear, and dropped the fifteen hanging beads , Flee outside the hall!
(end of this chapter)