As the largest ninth-level sect in the north, the Yinji Sect has two public martial emperors in the sect. They have profound knowledge and are better than the Haotian Sect. (learn w.ou.m)
The strength of the true disciples of this generation is slightly stronger than that of the Haotian Sect. Hu Hai, Jun Si, Wang Cheng, and Chen Xiao, each of the four of them, faced off against one person, which seemed very difficult.
There are several scars all over his body, his combat power is declining sharply, and the situation is extremely critical.
"Hey, Hu Hai, I can't hold on any longer, so give up as soon as possible. This true dragon's bones definitely belong to our Yinji Sect."
The person facing Hu Hai was a thin and tall disciple of the Yinji Sect, wearing a blue shirt and holding a five-foot long sword.
The exquisite swordsmanship and profound cultivation completely suppressed the giant ax in Hu Hai's hand and was unable to be used.
The giant ax was originally about opening and closing, moving forward indomitably and domineeringly, but at this moment, it was shrinking its head and tail, and was in a hurry, and could only passively defend.
The rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by the swordsman of the Yinji Sect, and he was forced into a state of embarrassment. If he was not careful, his body-protecting essence was broken, and there were many sword marks on his body.
Hu Hai gritted his teeth and said nothing. He resisted the opponent's offensive and tried hard to find an opportunity to make a comeback. He remained firm and strong.
The other three, whose cultivation level was even lower than Hu Hai's, seemed even more unbearable. Surrounded by dangers, they were like falling leaves in a strong wind, and there was a possibility of defeat at any time.
Shui Lingling, who was fighting against Bai Wuxue, wanted to help, but couldn't get away.
After all, what she was best at was mid-to-long-range combat. If she and Bai Wuxue were to distance themselves and fight alone, their strength would definitely be superior to that of Bai Wuxue.
But at this moment, Shui Lingling, who was fighting at close range and wielding a purple long bow, really couldn't free her hands.
It is already very difficult to remain undefeated in the hands of Bai Wuxue.
Bai Wuxue looked relaxed, with snowflakes fluttering all over her body. She stood in the wind and snow and said with a faint smile: "Shui Lingling, I admit that your strength is a bit higher than mine. It's a pity that you, the junior brothers, don't seem to live up to the expectations."
"I advise you to give up on this real dragon's bones, lest you bring shame on yourself."
Shui Lingling looked slightly angry and murmured in her heart that if Xiao Chen were here, there would be no need to be so passive at the moment.
Thinking of Xiao Chen, Shui Lingling felt guilty. If she hadn't insisted on forcing her way through the real dragon storm, Xiao Chen wouldn't have to die in it.
call out!
Bai Wuxue's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he immediately caught the flaw exposed by Shui Lingling in her daze. She stepped forward and snowflakes gathered in the palm of her hand.
The palm of his hand was suddenly as cold as jade, moving towards Shui Lingling's lightning-like seal, silently, this palm contained powerful murderous intent.
By the time Shui Lingling reacted, she had no way to avoid it and could only wait to receive the palm forcefully.
The cold air poured into her body like wind, and Shui Lingling's red lips turned pale white, and her hair was covered with a layer of white frost.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Shui Lingling's body exploded back a hundred meters, and she quickly ran Xuanyang Jue, causing white mist to rise from her body.
After the cold air was removed from the body, his face looked better.
The wind and snow kept blowing, and the cold air was everywhere. Bai Wuxue laughed coldly and said, "Shui Lingling, you will also make such a low-level mistake. You really disappoint me."
boom!
Below, a cry of pain suddenly came from Haotian Sect Junsi. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and the weapon in his hand was knocked off by his opponent's sword.
Then he flew out with his palm and spat out a mouthful of blood. Jun Si's face turned pale. The person who hurt her laughed ferociously and flickered, intending to give her the final blow.
Seeing this scene, Bai Wuxue couldn't help laughing and shouted coldly: "Shui Lingling, you have been completely defeated, do you still want to persist?"
Shui Lingling's pretty face showed a slight reluctance, but now that the situation had reversed, there was no chance anymore and she could only give up.
There is no doubt that Hu Hai and others are not filled with despair. They finally came to this burial place, but in the end they still got nothing.
Huh, at this moment, a gust of wind blew by, rolling up Jun Si's body. The wind spun in a circle and rushed towards the person who hurt her.
boom!
In the calm air, there was a sudden thunderous explosion, which made the entire space tremble.
The disciple of the Yinji Sect screamed in agony, his ribs on his chest were all broken, and he flew backwards in a panic, hitting the huge bones of the real dragon.
His face was twisted and in pain, the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed out like a fountain, and his eyes showed deep reluctance.
The sudden appearance of the strong wind shocked everyone. They couldn't help but pause in their hands and looked away.
The strong wind did not dance, Xiao Chen, who controlled three green dragons and used the Soaring Cloud Technique to the extreme, slowly appeared.
"Junior brother Xiao Chen, you are not dead!"
With Junsi in my arms, my eyes are full of surprises.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and drew out a gentle force, slowly pushing Jun Si's body downward.
Hu Hai and Chen Xiao looked overjoyed. They saw that Xiao Chen was back alive and had greatly improved his strength. They wounded a Yinji Sect disciple with one palm. They were undoubtedly in high spirits.
Only Wang Cheng's face was pale, his heart was shaken, as if he had seen a dream demon, and he murmured: "How can this guy not be dead?"
His opponent, however, had no scruples. Taking advantage of his confusion, he kicked him directly in the face and knocked him out.
Xiao Chen floated lightly and came to Shui Lingling's side, saying: "Senior Sister, leave this person to me. You go down there and clean up those reptiles."
When Shui Lingling saw that Xiao Chen was not dead, the knot in her heart was suddenly opened, and a smile finally appeared on her cold face.
But when Xiao Chen said this, he said a little worriedly: "Is it really possible?"
Xiao Chen smiled confidently, looked at Bai Wuxue and said, "It's impossible to defeat him, but blocking him with hundreds of moves is just easy."
After a hundred moves, Shui Lingling will definitely solve the trouble below. When the time comes to encircle Bai Wuxue, the opponent will definitely lose.
"I trust you!"
Shui Lingling smiled softly and floated downward. With a slight pull of the bow string, she forced Hu Hai's opponent to retreat quickly.
Bai Wuxue was expressionless, looking at Xiao Chen with cold eyes, and smiled disdainfully: "I don't know what adventure you got that made you so confident and want to die so much."
Xiao Chen smiled softly, summoned the Moon Shadow Sword with his left hand, stepped on the phantom of the green dragon, and said calmly: "I'm standing here to see how you kill me."
Ice big handprint!
The snowflakes floating in the air suddenly condensed together to form a huge ice palm, which appeared out of thin air and pressed hard towards Xiao Chen like an iceberg.
This move appeared out of thin air with no trace to be found, but it was surprisingly powerful. It once made Xiao Chen embarrassed.
The purple clouds crowded together in the Dantian in the body floated out piece by piece, turning into billowing true energy, flowing in the meridians of Xiao Chen's body like a torrential river.
In an instant, the true energy stirred up, and the clothes danced without any wind. All Xiao Chen's true energy was mobilized at this moment.
The Immortal Thunder Concept and 70% of the Perfect Sword Intent all came together, and Xiao Chen was highly concentrated.
The sword flashed, and a purple lightning bolt high in the sky cut through the void, illuminating the dim bone burial ground in a bright light.
The sword's intention, artistic conception, true energy, everything, gathered on the Moon Shadow Blade, turning into a bright purple sword light, surging out.
Click!
There was a burst of light, and the ice handprint was directly split in half. It passed by Xiao Chen, and then shattered into pieces and turned into ice fragments all over the sky.
Due to the static electricity remaining in the air, it crackled into a drop of water and fell to the ground with a thin splash.
The blade was pointed directly at Bai Wuxue. Xiao Chen stepped on the green dragon, clad in white and making secret gestures, with endless fighting spirit in his heart.
Seeing the other party calmly breaking through his big ice handprint, Bai Wuxue's pupils shrank slightly, looking quite surprised.
He clearly remembered that half a month ago, Xiao Chen was in a panic when faced with his big ice handprint. He had to throw out the special move from the bottom of the box to resist it.
How is it possible that such great progress has been made in such a short period of time