Zi Wuji, who had lost the power of Shura's roar, looked at the eight Eight Desolate Divine Swords circling around him with the sound of swords, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, even though the blazing fire in the Eight Desolate Divine Swords was somewhat stable. The degree, for him, is not ordinary.
The sword formation, just the sense of oppression brought by the sword force, already put Zi Wuji under great pressure, not even mentioning the cold light on the sword's edge, which brought out the sharpness.
Even though he still had no means to use it, the sword formation was completed, and the phantoms brought out by the eight Eight Desolate Divine Swords continued to remain in the void around his body. Zi Wuji, who lacked actual combat experience, was still thinking about what to do. I can do it, but this kind of hesitation in panic misses the opportunity to start breaking the sword formation. Generally, the earlier the sword formation is broken, the easier it is. However, when the sword power accumulates later and the power is fierce, it will be difficult to break the formation. Not so easy anymore.
The eight Eight Desolate Divine Swords surrounded Zi Wuji. It was not until the first sword energy bombarded Zi Wuji that Zi Wuji reacted and tried to resist.
"Boom."
One after another, the sword energy continued to crisscross and bombard Zi Wuji. Zhao Jiuge controlled the Eight Desolations Sword Formation with his mind. After experiencing the previous fight, he could finally let out a sigh of relief and rest for a while. As for Zi Wuji in the Bahuang Sword Formation, he naturally does not receive such treatment.
Zi Wuji, who was enveloped by the Bahuang Sword Formation, finally began to panic. Seeing the sword energy that was constantly bombarding him, he could only subconsciously resist, and after stimulating his own spiritual power to the maximum extent, He waved his arms wildly, and the purple aura released by his sharp claws directly shattered the sword energy.
At first, Zi Wuji felt that it was nothing, everything was relatively easy. The sword energy falling continuously was like pieces of paper, being chopped into pieces by his sharp claws. However, as time went by, Zi Wuji gradually discovered that Something was wrong, and as Zhao Jiuge watched this scene, the corners of his mouth began to curl wider and wider.
"Bang bang bang..."
Because the sword formation has been completed, the sword energy is constantly bombarding, and there is no time to stay at all. It is directly bombarded by the spiritual power that Zi Wuji continuously releases. However, as time goes by, I find that the level is getting more and more powerful, but I feel It's a bit too much.
At this time, Zi Wuji discovered the mystery of the Eight Desolations Sword Formation. He was already a little panicked, and immediately began to be afraid. Then looking at the sword light all around him, an idea came to Zi Wuji's mind, that is, as soon as possible He has to break away from the Eight Desolations Sword Formation, otherwise he will definitely lose if he continues. In that case, his wishes and ambitions will be directly frustrated. The most important thing is that in that case, he may return to his own family. , someone will support his younger brother, which will cause the inheritance of the future clan leader to become two situations. This result is naturally something Zi Wuji does not want to see.
As time passed, the purple-red luster around him began to flicker. The situation became worse and worse. Zi Wuji calmed down instead. He had never thought about it before. Today's situation has reached this level, and he hesitated in his heart for a moment before making a decision.
"Buzzing..."
The fluctuations of spiritual power have begun to emit from Zi Wuji's body. The fluctuations are somewhat abnormal. Although Zi Wuji is still resisting, the purple spiritual light covers and buries him in it.
Immediately, a sharp cry resounded, the sound was harsh, and it was somewhat similar to the Shura roar that Zi Wuji had displayed before. The next moment, Zhao Jiuge only saw Zi Wuji's figure disappearing in the Eight Desolations Sword Formation, What appeared was a purple-haired marten.
Zi Wuji was directly forced to use his true body. Generally speaking, the demon cultivator's own physical body is powerful, but after transforming into a human form, he was naturally affected to a certain extent. Now that Zi Wuji uses his true body, he just wants to fight and break this The Eight Desolations Sword Formation broke away.
Looking at the purple-haired mink figure that was two to three meters in size with red eyes, Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zi Wuji chose to reveal his true form. In that case, it only meant that Zi Wuji had reached the end of his rope, otherwise he wouldn't have done this. .
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge's mind was even more tightly controlling the eight Eight Desolate Divine Swords to prevent Zi Wuji from breaking away, so that he could give up. Anyway, now that the sword formation was complete, Zhao Jiuge was not too worried, just afraid of delaying it any longer. If he goes on, this Zi Wuji will beg for mercy. After all, once the demon cultivator's body is injured, it will affect his own strength.
Zi Wuji unfolding his body already meant that he was at a disadvantage and was about to start working hard. Anyone with a discerning eye could see all this, and many people even started to shake their heads slightly.
However, the Zi Wuji who used his true form was indeed much more ferocious. Every swing caused a sound of breaking wind, and even rolled up bursts of purple spiritual light. The sword energy bombarded by the Eight Desolations Sword Formation was easily It was shattered by him, but Zhao Jiuge controlled the eight small and exquisite Eight Desolate Divine Swords with his mind, and defended the sword formation tightly, leaving no gaps for Zi Wuji. Even if there was a gap, some Eight Desolate Divine Swords would circle around in an instant. , withstood the air attack.
Seeing that Zi Wuji couldn't break free even after using his own body, he became even more anxious. His movements were even a bit crazy, and he kept releasing his means to bombard the sword energy coming from all directions.
But all this was in vain. As time passed, the power of the sword formation became more and more intense. Both the power and the frequency were constantly improving. In the end, even Zi Wuji used his true form. There is nothing that can be done, and it feels like it is too much, but now that the main body has been used, what else can Zi Wuji do
Except for the current match between Zhao Jiuge and Zi Wuji, the other ten matches have ended. The figures on the competition stage are all watching this match. Everyone is watching Zhao Jiuge control the eight small and exquisite Eight Desolate Divine Swords. When Zi Wuji was forced by the wind and was in such a panic, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky in his heart, and even a little wary.
"Pfft..."
There was a dull sound, and it was a sword energy that could not be resisted, which directly pierced the arm of Zi Wuji's body. A small wound suddenly opened on the purple hair, but no blood spilled out, because when the wound appeared , a thin layer of ice froze the wound, and there was even a hint of cold air.
After the first wound, there will be a second one. Basically in the blink of an eye, there are several more wounds on Zi Wuji's body. I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be more and more wounds, but at that time, The defense failed completely, more sword energy enveloped him, and what awaited him was a bloody end.
Feeling the pain in his body, Zi Wuji began to feel fear in his heart. He was naturally afraid of death, and he could feel the rapid passage of blood and essence. Now he can still maintain it with his physical body, but after a moment of persistence, , I'm afraid it will be life-threatening.
The fear of death is getting stronger and stronger, and he has already felt the crisis in his heart. Zi Wuji, who is afraid of death, naturally wants to admit defeat, but his heart is full of unwillingness. If he just admits defeat, I am afraid he will lose a lot. Not to mention not being able to enter the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, even the marriage between the Colorful Spirit Crane clan and Han Yan has become impossible. In that case, the matter of the future leader of the Purple Marten clan will become a stalemate again. The longer it is delayed, then Naturally, there will be more problems, but compared with one's own life, all these do not seem so important.
"Pfft..."
Finally, when several more sword energy bombarded his body, wounds had spread all over his body, and there was still sword energy running around in his body, the last bit of hesitation in Zi Wuji's heart began to disappear. He was afraid and stayed. With Qingshan here, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. After all, you can only have everything if you save your life. If you lose your life here, it will only lead to the death of others and his younger brother.
"I surrender."
Feeling that the danger of death was getting closer and closer, as if it was only one step away, Zi Wuji didn't care about his face, or how embarrassing he was in such a mess at this moment, so he shouted loudly and frantically, The sound was so loud that it was as if others could not hear it. If you were too late, you might lose your life.