Yan Zhaoge strode forward, came to Li Xingba, and then punched out again.
Li Xingba was aroused to be fierce, he simply ignored Yan Zhaoge's fist, but punched himself, directly hitting Yan Zhaoge's vitals.
Attack against attack, lose-lose style of play.
But even if he was weakened by the nine bends of the Yellow River, he was still a mysterious immortal.
The Xuanxian is quiet, but the real immortal is hard to hurt.
Li Xingba's idea was to fight Yan Zhaoge by taking advantage of his immortal body protection and not being afraid of the attack of immortal energy.
At worst, getting a punch from Yan Zhaoge, anyway, he won't have any serious problems.
But if Yan Zhaoge took a hard punch from him, he might not be able to bear it.
A Xuanxian, facing a real immortal, played like this, almost shameless, and it was completely shameless.
But for the current Li Xingba, being able to defeat Yan Zhaoge is the top priority, and nothing else is important.
Although Yan Zhaoge fought against them at this moment and no longer presided over the formation, the power of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is still exerting its effect.
In the dim river water, one after another flashing talisman spells loomed, maintaining their own operation.
The black wind and black mist are endless, and they are still wearing away and damaging the immortal bodies and immortal gangs of Li Xingba and the two.
Losing the five energies towards the Yuan Dynasty, and falling from the realm of Yuanxian to Xuanxian, it became more difficult for them to resist the strange and domineering power of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.
After fighting like this for a while, Li Xingba felt that he had continued to fall from the four-qi Xuanxian, and was cut into a three-qi Xuanxian!
This made him dare not procrastinate any longer, he only wanted to defeat Yan Zhaoge quickly, otherwise he couldn't imagine what would happen after a while.
Faced with Li Xingba's all-in-one fight, Yan Zhaoge remained calm.
The punch he punched, before it fell on Li Xingba, in the void, the power exploded first.
Yan Zhaoge's punch directly pierced the void in this side of the Tianhe tributary.
Where his fist landed, there was nothing.
No water, no air, nothing.
Even the concepts of time and space no longer exist.
The next moment, the surrounding time and space were forcibly drawn and rolled, converging and filling towards the point where Yan Zhaoge's fist force exploded.
Affected by this, Li Xingba's fist that was originally aimed at Yan Zhaoge was also pulled to change direction halfway and run towards that point.
"Yuqing opened the heavenly book, broke the good fortune, and even faintly revealed the artistic conception of reopening the world?" Li Xingba said bitterly, but his fist strength was involuntarily drawn by Yan Zhaoge.
Even though his fist was only a few feet away from Yan Zhaoge, it seemed as far away as the world at this moment, and it was hard to reach.
If he is still a Profound Immortal of Four Qi, then he can still try to persevere, continue his original direction, and resist the influence of Yan Zhaoge's fist strength.
But after falling to the Sanqi Xuanxian, Li Xingba had more than enough energy.
However, this strong man who has been famous since ancient times still does not lose his composure at this moment.
He was not in a hurry to withdraw his strength, or to exert strength ahead of time like Yan Zhaoge.
On the contrary, Li Xingba followed Yan Zhaoge's pulling force, and his whole body fit and rushed towards the blank spot.
He wants to use Yan Zhaoge's style to forcibly tear apart the blockade of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation on this side of the universe, and take the opportunity to rush out of the formation!
The purpose of fighting Yan Zhaoge was to find an opportunity to break out of the Nine-Twisting Yellow River Formation, but now he made the best use of the situation, which was exactly in line with his wishes.
"The reaction is fast." Yan Zhaoge also praised, but his subordinates were not slow at all.
Without stagnation, the artistic conception of the power of Kaitianshu immediately changed into Fantianshu.
Yan Zhaoge turned the world upside down with a backhand palm, blocking the gap.
In front of Li Xingba is no longer a smooth passage, but Yan Zhaoge's Fan Tianyin!
The turbulent air flow intertwined and turned into a huge vortex, completely enveloping Li Xingba, not giving him another chance to change his moves in order to hurt both sides, forcing him to take Yan Zhaoge's attack first, and then face Yan Zhao Song himself.
Li Xingba's red face turned black with anger, but he had no choice but to fight Yan Zhaoge again.
On both sides, one person was shocked again, and the other fell back.
But this time, Yan Zhaoge's body was only shaken slightly, his arms trembled slightly, and then he returned to normal.
But Li Xingba was beaten upside down, unable to control his figure, and was forced to spin.
As the nine bends of the Yellow River continued to weaken, Li Xingba's strength plummeted all the way.
On the other side, the little sage of the Crane Clan also encountered the same situation.
Yan Zhaoge manifested three incarnations by virtue of the changes of the divine finger in the beginning, one style, one qi and three qings, all of which were obviously weaker than real people.
But the three of them joined forces, and they turned around smoothly, and they were integrated into one body.
Even Xuanhuang's high-definition whirlpool and one soul twin body, the degree of tacit understanding of cooperation is nothing more than that.
The three incarnations of Yan Zhaoge joined forces to attack, their strength is definitely not as simple as one plus one plus one equals three, they played together the secrets of the Sanqing's unique skills, making it difficult for the little sage of the Crane Clan to surpass the thunder.
The three avatars soon weakened and eventually disappeared.
But after such a short period of time, the crane demon also became weaker and weaker after being worn down by the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.
With the passage of time, Li Xingba's two immortal bodies were worn out, and they inevitably fell from the combination of three qi to the state of two qi.
The dark wind and black mist kept blowing, making them drowsy and wanting to fall asleep.
But when it really fell to the cultivation level of the two-qi Xuanxian, one person and one demon were terrified.
What made them slightly sober was the sudden fear in their hearts!
Gongsun Hui, whose two qi are united, was banished to a real immortal in an instant by Yan Zhaoge's sword, and then beheaded!
At this level, Yan Zhaoge no longer needed to wait for the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to wear them down slowly.
The sublime and mysterious sword light reappeared, and Yan Zhaoge had a leisurely demeanor, as if standing on the nine heavens, looking down on the two Li Xingba who were prostrate in the world.
The sword light resembling the rewinding of the Tianhe River, at this moment, seemed to be more powerful than the dim Yellow River water, falling from the sky, falling towards Li Xingba and the little sage of the Crane Clan.
After encountering that sword light, one person and one demon who had already fallen into the realm of two qi and mysterious immortals, the celestial gang suddenly became unstable, and instantly dispelled, turning into intertwined but distinct immortal qi.
After being hit by Yan Zhaoge's Banished Immortal Sword, Li Xingba and Li Xingba were immediately banished to the Realm of Real Immortals.
The dark wind and black mist in the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation took the opportunity to sweep over, and completely suppressed Li Xingba and the little sage of the Crane Clan under the real immortal, not only for a moment, but even further weakened.
"Now, do you still want to continue that style of play that hurts both sides?" Yan Zhaoge smiled and slapped Li Xingba down with his palm.
Li Xingba had no choice but to raise his palm to resist, but was bent over by Yan Zhaoge in an instant.
The seemingly boundless power suppressed Li Xingba's immortal energy almost to the point of collapse, and his spirit and will tended to become numb.
On the other side, the palm of Yan Zhaoge's other hand fell, directly suppressing the crane demon until it showed its original shape.
"You two, do you still have any doubts about what I said before?" Yan Zhaoge stood on the turbulent waves with a relaxed expression on his face.