At that moment, all the hairs on Xu Yi's back exploded, and the villain in the depths of the altar glared and raised his eyebrows.
Subconsciously, Xu Yi played a Quick Body Talisman, and the terrifying power of the Talisman was instantly generated. Unexpectedly, it was still unable to break through the shackles of the weird mountain halo.
As soon as Xu Yi gritted his teeth, he shot out six consecutive Swift Body Talismans at the same time. A huge momentum was generated instantly, pushing him to break through the strong restraint.
Xu Yicai rushed out of Guangshan's oppression, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were full of blood. This kind of tyrannical breakthrough was like hitting an iron wall with savage force. Although the iron wall was broken through, it caused great harm to his body.
The terrifying power erupted from the six swift body talismans boosted Xu Yi, and he only rushed nearly a hundred feet. He was in great pain all over his body, and before he could recover, the mountain of light that had been compressed to the extreme exploded with a bang.
When the explosion came, Xu Yi spat out a mouthful of blood. This was just the damage caused by the huge sound wave.
The next moment, the Bailing battle suit on his body once again gathered a mask, and at this moment, a terrible shock wave blasted in an instant.
With a crash, the protective light shield gathered by the fourth-tier Braun battlesuit shattered instantly.
In the blink of an eye, the violent shock wave easily shattered Xu Yi's thought wall that had gathered hastily. Xu Yi was like a straw, being rolled up into the air lightly, his limbs were injured everywhere, and blood gushed from his mouth. He resisted the pain, but it could not shake his extremely resolute mind at all.
The shock wave almost shattered the mask of Bailing's battle suit, and he buckled a middle-grade spirit stone with his big hand, and put it into the groove on his chest. It's just that the speed of the shock wave far exceeded his movements.
At this moment, he was blasted into the sky by the violent air wave, and the big hand holding the middle-grade spirit stone finally touched his chest. In the blink of an eye, the Tier 4 Bailing battlesuit formed a thick protective mask again.
As soon as the mask was formed, the huge lightsaber cruising in the sky cut across the sky. With a bang, the thick protective mask became as thin as a cicada's wings in an instant.
At the same time, the spirit stone in the groove of his chest turned into a fingernail again. Before the giant lightsaber fell for the second time, Xu Yi replaced the middle-grade spirit stone again.
"Okay, okay, what a bitch!" Young Master Yun shouted coldly with his face livid.
With both hands pinching the magic formula, urging the giant lightsaber, chasing Xu Yi, slashing violently again and again.
Looking at the scene alone, it is undoubtedly the third son Yun who has the absolute upper hand, but in fact, the third son Yun has absolutely no satisfaction in his heart. Even if he broke his head, he didn't expect that it would take such a lot of effort to deal with such an ant.
Aside from other things, his set of Eight Wind Swords alone, even though they are all third-tier magic weapons, the combined power of a complete set of third-tier magic weapons is often better than many fourth-tier magic weapons.
His set of Eight Wind Swords was nurtured by an elder of the Yun family for many years, but because of his improved realm, he couldn't use it, so he passed on this set of Eight Wind Swords to him.
In the past against the enemy, the third master Yun didn't need to use this set of eight wind swords at all. The Yun family's secret spiritual spell alone was enough to sweep away the powerful enemy.
But today, against Xu Yi's thorn, not only did his family's magical skills not have the effect of destroying the enemy, even his Eight Wind Sword, one of the bottom of the box, was still unable to determine the situation.
The power of the Eight Wind Sword is not only due to the divine sword itself, but also because of his many years of cultivating and refining the divine sword, and this kind of cultivating and refining will cost a huge price.
Now, the Eight Wind Sword can be said to be overused, and if it is used next time, it will take countless painstaking efforts to re-cultivate and refine it.
This battle made Third Young Master Yun extremely aggrieved. In his eyes, the reason why Xu Yi was able to persist for so long was all because of these kinds of treasures that would never appear in the hands of a monk of Xu Yi's class. Naturally, he recorded all these bad debts in Yinqiu's humble woman.
His heart was broken, but the third master Yun did not slow down at all. He felt ruthless in his heart. Even if he could not use this set of Eight Wind Swords for several years, he would have to capture and kill Xu Yi, the villain.
With six consecutive blows, Xu Yi replaced six middle-grade spirit stones. Counting the previous consumption, nearly ten middle-grade spirit stones have been wiped out in ashes.
The third son Yun's eyes were about to burst, and the resentment towards Princess Yinqiu in his heart had reached the extreme. On the other hand, he felt a little sense of crisis.
According to the current situation, he didn't even know how many middle-grade spirit stones were hidden in Xu Yi's Sumeru Ring. If the consumption continued like this, his Eight Wind Sword would be the first to collapse.
The third young master of the Yun family was feeling sorry for his Eight Wind Sword, but he didn't know that Xu Yi's heart ached enough to bleed!
The consumption of nearly ten middle-grade spirit stones, every time they are consumed, is nothing but a momentary ease. And this moment is short enough to be measured by breath, and the exchange for nearly ten middle-grade spirit stones is only less than ten breaths.
In other words, the medium-grade spirit stone in his Sumeru Precepts would last no more than ten breaths at most.
What's even more frightening is that with the violent attack of Third Young Master Yun, countless cracks as thin as fish scales gradually appeared on this Tier 4 Bailing battle suit.
Xu Yi knew that the situation in front of him was critical, and he had to make a decision. But this decision was something he absolutely did not want to make.
He was beaten passively and was always at a disadvantage. On the one hand, the third master Yun's offensive was too fierce to suppress him, and on the other hand, it was his strategy.
All along, Xu Yi must have his own strategy in every battle, but what he didn't expect was that in the face of absolute strength, there was no room for strategy at all.
Just as he placed another mid-grade spirit stone on his chest, Xu Yi cast out the Gale Talisman.
He fixed his eyes on the face of the third son of Yun, as if he wanted to remember to death the only guy who could steadily put him at a disadvantage since the battle.
When the Gale Talisman was fired, a blue light flashed, and with great force, Xu Yi's body was ejected instantly. At this moment, another blue light appeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes, Cyclonus' figure suddenly stopped, and the power of the wind talisman disappeared instantly.
Almost at the same time that Xu Yi made his decision, Third Young Master Yun also made his decision, and he typed out a blue talisman.
If Xu Yi hadn't been pushed forward by the distance derived from the wind talisman, he would have seen that the talisman that Third Young Master Yun shot was also blue.
It's just that the water mark in the corner of the talisman is purple.
This is clearly a Tier 4 Water Talisman.
The third son of the Yun family also saw that the Eight Winds Sword seemed to be unable to perform meritorious deeds and showed signs of collapse, so he gave up this strange talisman.
He is like a red-eyed gambler, the Eight Wind Sword is his bet, if he does not give up his money, the investment in the Eight Wind Sword is doomed to nothing, this is impossible for the third son of the Yun family to be willing.