The bloody color entered the cyclone, centering on the two of them, a series of mysterious formations emerged.
Immediately, a large area of light waves emerged, and in an instant, a huge Tai Chi pattern was formed again.
Compared with the previous Tai Chi pattern that almost enveloped the sky and the earth, the Tai Chi pattern in front of me is much smaller, but it is too solid.
"Facing the battle with your body, Xian Kunzhong is very wise and brave. Wang admires him, so this sword will be avoided!"
Wang Yao said in a dark voice.
He has condensed the intent to kill. Whenever he is in a battle, the intent to kill is strong, and his temperament will inevitably be influenced by it. It is very rare for him not to lose his true nature under such a fierce intent to kill.
He knew very well that it was not impossible for him to break through the Yin-Yang fish way diagram woven by the two Lords of Yin-Yang.
But the price for the two kings of Yin and Yang is too high, if not done well, life and death will be eliminated. In this way, the enmity will be deepened.
Right now, Xianjun Fang has surrendered on behalf of all the inner sect immortals, Wang Yao still wants to fight, nothing else but to use the powers to refine his sword and killing intent.
At this moment, the two Lords of Yin and Yang made it clear that it was a fight to the death, but it was hard for him to start, so he could only give up.
Of course, even if he stops, the Yin and Yang Lords will suffer a lot.
The two of them joined the formation with their bodies this time, using the essence and blood of their own lives to strengthen the formation.
This killing array is like a huge flesh and blood mill, every time it turns, it stirs up the life essence of Yin and Yang.
However, the sound of Wang Yao's war came out, the Tai Chi pattern disappeared, and the two kings of Yin and Yang couldn't control their figures, and they fell from mid-air, their faces were extremely dark. With a large bottle of pills and several source beads, the complexion of the two of them never improved.
Song Tianfang pushed away the two disciples, struggled to get up, punched Wang Yao, forced himself up, and walked crookedly.
A group of disciples of the Great Wilderness Martial Sect supported He Shuming, who had gradually fainted, and chased him wildly.
Song Tianfang and He Shuming just joined the formation with their bodies and urged the formation to be the strongest. Of course, they knew the danger.
However, the matter has come to this point, even if the two of them were seriously injured and on the verge of death, they still need to fight for this breath.
Wang Yao took the initiative to avoid the sword, and the two of them earned their breath. As for the Purple Light Treasure, the two of them hadn't mastered the superficial skills yet, so of course they wouldn't ask Wang Yao for it.
The two knew very well that if Wang Yao really tried to destroy the relationship between the two immortal sects and used his sword, even if the two of them blocked the blow of the dust sword, their bodies would probably be ruined.
With True Lord Yin Yang as a lesson, the subsequent competition started smoothly.
After all, there is no fear of losing one's life. The two kings of Yin and Yang can fight for their lives, but they also have to protect their face. No one among them is willing to back down.
If everyone shrinks back, there is still a saying that "the law does not blame the public", and returning to the fairy gate will be easy to do business.
But with Yin and Yang taking the lead, the law does not blame the others, so it can be stopped!
In just half a cup of tea, Xu Yi's eyes were fully opened, and the method Wang Yao showed opened a door to a whole new world for him.
In three consecutive battles, Wang Yao unleashed three swords, only Fang Xianjun took away a purple light treasure from Wang Yao by relying on the treasure dragon mother ancient shell.
Even so, the huge power displayed by Wang Yao's sword also caused a sword mark on Gu Bei, the mother of dragons.
For this reason, even though Fang Xianjun won a purple light treasure, he was still devastated, pointing at Wang Yao with furious hatred in his eyes, wishing he could swallow it alive.
But Wang Yao said, "Brother Fang took away a treasure of purple light after all, it will be regarded as a reward for the ancient shell of the dragon mother, brother Fang don't need to be angry, if this treasure is not of great significance to the noble family, I am afraid it is not like leaving a sword mark Simple."
Except for Fang Xianjun, the red-eyed Taoist and the young Yingxiu who participated in the battle were all seriously injured by Chen Jian, blood stained the spot, even the spirits in the Lingtai were also severely injured, and passed out immediately, how can there be a word.
The same is to comprehend the artistic conception, the ability that Wang Yao showed, but he did not even dare to think about it.
His deepest sorrow, according to Mu Guangming's statement, is obviously not lowly because he has cultivated to the point where the true intention invades the gods.
The comparable king Yao's intent to kill is really not as many.
What's more, Wang Yao's intent to kill was fused into the intent of the sword, and the two powers joined forces, the power was so great that Xu Yi had only seen it in his life.
This scene reminded Xu Yi of the sword king Feng Xifeng he had encountered in the Great Yue state in the past.
Today's Wang Yao is of course a hundred times better than Feng Xifeng of the past, but both of them have achieved amazing art by using the artistic conception as a mystery.
Xu Yi suddenly realized that it seemed that he had never bothered to study the meaning of the deepest sorrow, and only used it to supplement his spiritual thoughts, which was really overkill.
When Xu Yi thought about it secretly, the situation on the field changed again.
It was Wang Yao who asked the fairy in Tsing Yi for the crystal jade skull again, instead of a condition, naturally he was spared a sword.
Wang Yao asked himself that the terms he offered were already generous.
As a strong man, he sharpened the dust sword, although he barely restrained the killing intent and spared the lives of the combatants, but those who suffered from the sword were all injured in body and soul, and they would not recover for several years.
It will take a few years to maintain the body and not be able to practice. How much damage will be done to the monks. As an inner sect fairy, no one knows the severity of it.
With a thing outside of the body, to avoid the pain of a sword, Wang Yao thinks that this condition is very magnanimous.
Fairy in Tsing Yi said, "Brother Wang, why bother talking, Qin is willing to learn from Brother Wang's clever tricks."
Wang Yao smiled and said, "You are Qin Qing? The new student of Master Long? You can hurt me with only a few yuan. It is really a talent to make. But this problem of sacrificing one's life and not giving up money is not the same as that of Master Long. At odds."
Qin Qing said coldly, "If you want to fight, then fight, why bother to talk too much, Brother Wang let it go and die in martyrdom, Qin deserves to die!"
Wang Yaoyue's reddened eyes flashed with light, and he shouted, "It's really not a vulgar product, no wonder you can enter the eyes of the Dragon Master, anyway, since you want to be martyrdom, if Wang keeps his hand, I'm afraid you will look down on the Dragon Master. Sister Qin, Ready to accept the move!"
In the past, before he attained enlightenment, he once had a relationship with Master Long. At that time, he realized the killing intent with the inspiration of slaughtering life, but he bumped into Master Long and suffered a lot.
Running into Qin Qing this time, naturally the old and new scores will be settled together.
Now that he has achieved great success in cultivation, he really wants to learn from that dragon master again, and using Qin Qing's blood as a reference is also an excellent excuse.
Qin Qing entered the arena boldly, neither urging his battle clothes nor forming a spiritual wall, but his momentum continued to be high. A Yu Jian with a middle-grade water spirit stone placed on the hilt, under the urging of her violent spiritual power, Unleashes a sword light that is several feet long.
She wanted to use offense instead of defense, and fought desperately.
This cannot but be said to be a bad idea, but this approach has been proved by Chimu Daoist.
Compared with Wang Yao's Dust Sword, most of the attacks in the world are too slow.
Before you could release your big move, a cold light flashed, and everything was over.
Seeing that the battle between the two was about to break out, a voice came through the air, shaking the audience, "Slow down!"