Under the siege of nine yellow turban warriors, Ye Qingxuan leaped and moved, fighting endlessly, frowning tightly, staring at his opponent, looking for the weak point, the sound of beeping and popping could be heard endlessly, and the nine yellow turban warriors were beaten by Ye Qingxuan from time to time. Fist and kick destroyed, but in a few breaths, the body will be reunited, and the fight will continue.
Toure next to him looked impatiently, and shouted: "If you find Chongsu's real body, you will be able to break his sorcery!"
"I know!" Ye Qingxuan replied: "But the old Taoist Chongsu hid his real body among the nine yellow scarf fighters, it's hard to tell!"
When Daoist Chongsu casts his agility, his whole body will turn into a handful of floating dust, and the nine yellow turban wrestlers are made of mud and sand, and their every move is full of dust. It is extremely difficult to judge which yellow turban wrestler Chongsu's real body belongs to. superior.
Toure is outside the game, but as a bystander, he can see the parts ignored by the people in the game, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Old Daoist Chongsu wants to consume your energy, so naturally he won't fight with you, you can Be sure, the one hiding outside the crowd of yellow scarf warriors may be his real body!"
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he heard Chongsu Daoist roar: "You talk too much, kid!"
hum!
A yellow turban wrestler holding a pair of hammers suddenly let go of the hammer. The huge hammer head was like a thrown stone bullet, and it smashed directly at Tu Lei with an aura of destroying the city.
A figure flashed, and amidst the sound of a bang, Ye Qingxuan smashed the giant hammer head-on with a fist, looked at the nine yellow scarf warriors in front of him with a sneer, and said with a sneer: "Chongsu, from now on, hide your true self." Oh, I'm going to play a game of 'whack-a-mole' with you!"
Hoo hoo hoo—
As soon as the words fell, Ye Qingxuan turned into countless blue shadows and flew towards the nine yellow scarf fighters around him, using the influence of fiction and reality to confuse the judgment of real Chongsu.
Daoist Chongsu snorted coldly, closed his eyes and didn't look at the left and right phantoms, instead driving nine yellow scarf warriors at the same time, tossing and turning, laughing: "The boy wants me to protect the real body with a clone, so as to find the poor way? Naive ! Pindao uses this set of Jiugong footwork, if he has the ability to find out the real body by himself!"
After being broken by Tulei, real person Chongsu immediately changed his fighting style, and also set up a battle with confused footwork, making it impossible for Ye Qingxuan to judge where his real body was.
Bang, bang!
Two consecutive yellow turban warriors were defeated by Ye Qingxuan, but they were all buried in a stream of yellow sand, gradually returning to their original shape without any loss of strength.
At this time, Daoist Chong Su also launched a counterattack. Nine yellow scarf warriors surrounded Ye Qingxuan, and at the same time they aroused the gang energy. , and then shrink inward at the same time.
Nine thunderous sword gangs struck at the same time, Ye Qingxuan dodged left and right to avoid the six sword gangs, and was finally hit by the seventh cyan sword gang in the back. After that, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to open the King Kong system's qi shield to hold on...
Between the sword gang and the gangster gas shield, there was a sound of "嗞嗞嗞" like an electric current passing through, and it took a full ten breaths before the two sides exhausted their gangster gas and stopped their hands to pant at the same time.
Ye Qingxuan fell from mid-air, fell weakly on the ground, sweating profusely, and then was roasted by the high temperature raised by the friction between the stellar qi, causing white steam to appear all over his body. He couldn't help but raised his thumb and praised: " The old demon said, this is not a bad move!"
"Interesting! Interesting!" Daoist Chongsu's voice was equally exhausted, panting slightly: "Except for the golden body of Arhat of Zen Master Ningdu and the sword of Li Muchan who can compete with me, Pindao has never met anyone An opponent who can hold my Qingping Jiangang head-on... boy, you are really good. However, I don’t know how many times you can hold on?"
Before they finished speaking, the nine yellow scarf warriors roared to their feet and took their seats one after another, surrounding Ye Qingxuan again at the core.
whispering sound.
Ye Qingxuan sneered coldly, the light between his hands bloomed, and he said with a contemptuous smile: "Old demon, do you think I will give you a second chance to perform the same move? Look at the move!"
hold head high-
[Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms] With a push of both hands, it is like a dragon coming out of the sea, flying out with a bang, the body circled around Ye Qingxuan to protect the whole body, and then the dragon's body flew high into the sky, violently flying at the highest point Fly down!
[Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms] The most powerful move - "The Dragon Has Regrets"!
Well-
Daoist Chongsu was short of breath. Although he had already started preparing for the "Nine Palaces Qingping Sword Formation" the moment he surrounded Ye Qingxuan, this move required a lot of energy and he had to adjust his breath for a while. This palm came on the spur of the moment, before he was ready, the divine dragon formed from the stellar energy had already arrived...
Peng!
The dragon roared, and the first yellow turban wrestler was smashed to pieces, followed by the second, and the third...
Nine yellow turban warriors surrounded Ye Qingxuan in the direction of the nine palaces and gossip. The dragon's qi controlled by him, after a circle, they were crushed one after another and turned into yellow sand in the sky again.
Since you can't find where your real body is, then simply crush all of your body together!
After the last yellow turban wrestler turned into dust, the whole scene was covered with yellow sand and floating dust...
Ye Qingxuan was panting like a cow, but he looked around proudly, searching for the location of Daoist Chongsu.
"The old demon said, all the avatars have been destroyed, why don't you show up yet?"
Hahaha…
The floating dust in the yellow sand swept across and gradually expanded, forming a huge tornado-like wind wall around Ye Qingxuan, from which the real person Chongsu's laughter came out indistinctly, and said coldly: "Ye Qingxuan, do you think that poor Taoism is so simple? ? Humph, Pindao said that the yellow scarf fighters under Huang Taiyi's account are absolutely unbeatable by ordinary people... Come and see... "
The last roar was like a thunderbolt, powerful and powerful in the tornado.
Ye Qingxuan took a quick glance, and his face became heavy immediately. It turned out that in the tornado, nine illusory figures were slowly forming, and the yellow turban wrestler who had just been defeated by him reappeared unscathed.
Sure enough, without destroying the demon Dao Chongsu, it is impossible to destroy this magic formation!
This is Toure outside the field shouting: "Ye Qingxuan, there is no other way, you go, leave me alone!"
At the critical moment, this old man is somewhat loyal...
Ye Qingxuan sneered coldly, but his heart was moved, didn't he just find the location of Daoist Chongsu
Easy to say, easy to say!
It seems that some stunts that I usually feel that I can't enter the hall are worth a try...
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes suddenly, and his mouth was even more tightly closed. All the energy and energy of his body and mind were concentrated in the ancestral orifice, and then a faint and faint laughter rose, and Ye Qingxuan's voice spread to the surroundings. Passed on, "Old Ghost Chong Su, do you think you can confuse my eyes and escape from my palm with this trick of yours?"
This voice is insubstantial, as if it was transmitted from a ghost to the human world, making people unable to distinguish the specific direction of the voice, but it penetrates everywhere and spreads all around...
Hearing this, Master Chongsu's disdainful voice really sounded: "Ye Qingxuan, you have the ability, come to me!"
"OK!"
As soon as the voice stopped, Ye Qingxuan's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air, and he smashed his palms down on a slightly convex mound below with all his strength!