Su Yun didn't want to say such discouraging words, but the reality was so cruel. It was necessary to consume two people in such a short period of time, and his strength was not as good as the other's. It was not easy to be able to hold on until now.
Su Yun's only advantage is probably this sword box. Compared with other magic weapons, whether it is the Holy Royal Armor or the Double Moon Sword, they can no longer play a big role.
Jihad didn't seem to want to tangle with Su Yun anymore. He held the long stick and stopped attacking Su Yun. Instead, he suddenly waved his hand and threw it into the void. The long stick was attached with the unique divine power of Jihad and struck the void. The space immediately shook and shattered, and a large number of cracks spread.
Su Yun was frightened when he saw this.
What an amazing destructive power! ! No weaker than the Dharma God!
With the holy war method, I am afraid that within ten strikes, it is enough to penetrate the void, and the sword box will be ready immediately.
"Su Yun! Hurry!" Ling Qingyu seemed to be anxious and called to Su Yun quickly.
Su Yun did not dare to neglect, and immediately rushed forward with his sword. Although he had little immortal power, at this point, he had no retreat and no choice. If he allowed Jihad to escape, not only would all of Su Yun's previous efforts be in vain, but also Even the Xiaoyao Palace and the Great Linglong Palace will be exposed and be surrounded and suppressed by the Immortal Court. At that time, all the strength in Su Yun's hands will really wither away, and he will be beaten back to his original shape.
Therefore, at this juncture, Su Yun could not just let the Jihad leave. Even if it cost his life, he would keep the Jihad here.
Otherwise, so many people who died would have sacrificed their lives in vain, and so many people who worked hard would have fought in vain.
The sharp sword energy surged around him as he ran, and he saw a large number of divine swords coming from all directions again. They seemed to be attracted by a magnet and rushed away crazily, and this magnet was the Holy War.
Seeing Su Yun rushing forward again, Xianting Holy War was extremely annoyed, and the fire in his eyes did not subside. He withdrew his giant form, threw away the stick in his hand, and shouted: "I don't know how. If you hold back even a little bit, you despicable person, today, either you die or I die!!"
As the voice fell, the stick suddenly broke into seven pieces. But as soon as it broke, each short stick immediately lengthened and turned into a new long stick. The seven long sticks rose into the air and hovered, and finally floated around the Jihad. , turned into a stick formation.
Ji Zhan put down the Dharma God in his hand and dragged it with his breath, while the other person closed his eyes, kneaded the magic with both hands, and started to cast the Dharma.
In front of those long sticks, a large amount of golden aura appeared. Soon, these auras quickly transformed into human forms at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, they all turned into the appearance of jihad. When those flying swords came, these holy war avatars were swinging their long sticks wildly. The flying swords could not penetrate at all, and they were all knocked away by the long sticks.
Su Yun frowned when he saw this.
The flying sword can hardly penetrate even half an inch, so it cannot hurt Jihad at all, let alone force him to use many methods or consume much of his energy.
Su Yun took out a pill from the space bag, swallowed it, and temporarily regained his breath.
Fighting alone, the advantages of the Holy Royal Armor cannot be used at all.
Ji Zhan looked at Su Yun coldly, and when he saw Feijian retreating and no longer attacking him, he immediately changed his tactics, and the seven clones held the golden stick and struck again.
The force as strong as mountains and rivers was attached to the long stick, and it attacked with the force of encirclement. Su Yun had nowhere to dodge even if he wanted to dodge.
At this point, we can only fight hard.
He gritted his teeth and rushed over, using all his strength to push his speed and strength to the limit, and hit the clones hard.
Boom boom boom boom... The golden stick of the clone shadow clashed with the Double Moon Sword, making a harsh trembling sound. The ripples that erupted when the collision was like blooming flowers.
Su Yun was very fast and could barely take the bombardment of the seven clones, but his strength was obviously not enough. Every time he withstood it, the power of the Double Moon Sword would be transferred to his arm. However, after receiving a hundred or so blows, his The arm was already numb, and after five hundred blows, it felt like it was dislocated, as if the arm was almost no longer his own. On the other hand, Jihad looked calm and composed, not feeling tired at all.
If you continue like this, you will only be beaten to death with a stick.
Su Yun secretly gritted his teeth and suddenly roared, sacrificing the Demon Bone Heroic Spirit that had not been used for a long time. The huge body of the Demon Bone Heroic Spirit made from the long-bone Yin Demon body immediately appeared in this vast world of sword boxes. Now Su Yun has reached this level. It is not what it used to be, and the energy filled in the Demon Bone Heroic Spirit is also extraordinary. However, controlling the Demon Bone Heroic Spirit also requires strength. Su Yun's strength is not much, and when he sacrificed it, he was even more exhausted, and was hit hard on the back. After two blows, his throat became sweet and blood overflowed, but he did not dare to mess up. He hurriedly stabilized his body and continued to resist the sticks from all directions. If he messed up at this time, he was afraid that he would turn into meat in the next second. .
After the Demon Bone Heroic Spirit appeared, Su Yun gave some of its breath. Although its current destructive power was not too great for Su Yun, it still had some effect at this critical moment. Just watch it drive its huge body, step on the sword platform, and rush directly towards the Holy War. The amazing size really gives people a sense of majesty that is difficult to describe in words.
Ji Zhan stared at the giant with wide eyes, and saw a fist coming towards him...
He can dodge, but once he moves, the attack of the clone he controls will immediately weaken a lot. He can see Su Yun's state in his eyes. If he persists for a while, he will definitely beat Su Yun to death.
But... there was no room for him to think in this lightning room.
The mountain-like fist of the Demonic Bone Heroic Spirit had already smashed over. Although the destructive power was not great, it still knocked Jihad away. His body was like a kite with a broken string, flying forward for a distance of ten thousand meters, and finally landed on a sword platform.
The offensive of the seven clones was indeed much weaker. Su Yun took advantage of the situation and took back the Demonic Bone Heroic Spirit. He raised his breath, knocked away one of the clones, and rushed out of the encirclement.
Seeing this, Ji Zhan quickly prepared his technique again and controlled his clone to chase Su Yun, but Su Yun did not run away, but rushed towards him.
The sharp double-moon sword is like a shooting star flying across the sky.
This is a desperate attack.
Jihad did not hide, and continued to control the clone, staring at Su Yun who was coming to kill him. He could see that this man was at the end of his strength. Although this blow would hurt him, he was confident that he could survive this blow. Kill Su Yun.
"Simply arrogant!!!!"
Ji Zhan snorted coldly, and his whole body was full of momentum. The seven clones shone with brilliant golden light, just like a god.
Su Yun gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and the muscles in his arms were swollen. Almost all the available breath was concentrated on the Double Moon Sword. The edge of the cold sword emitted a halo like a cold moon, and the ice was sharp. Even just a glance at it can make people tremble with fear and tremble in their souls.
The showdown between golden light and cold light!
Close!
Very close!
Su Yun could already feel the power of the holy war.
And Jihad could already feel the sharp sword energy around Su Yun.
The murderous intentions of both sides have been intertwined, colliding with each other, squeezing each other, tit for tat, and no one will give way to the other. At this time, it is not only a battle in terms of cultivation and realm, but also a battle in momentum and soul. Wherever you are weak, you are at a disadvantage, and wherever you are strong, you are also an advantage.
After a breath, the two sides were right in front of each other, and each other could feel each other's breathing! !
Jihad did not hide.
Su Yun didn't hide either.
finally…
Poof!
The sound of sword energy tearing flesh came out.
Jihad's chest was pierced.
At the same time, the seven clones also jumped up together, and the seven golden sticks that could destroy the world fiercely hit Su Yun's head.
The void was all messed up by these seven sticks.
Although Jihad's chest was pierced, he didn't seem to feel the pain. Instead, he smiled and murmured: "It's over..."
Su Yun's face tightened, and he immediately wanted to activate the remaining immortal energy to tear him apart from the inside of Jihad's body, but... as soon as he activated the aura, murderous energy came from behind. no! ! It's too late! !
His heart trembled. Although he was unwilling to give in, he decisively let go of the hilt of the sword and planned to dodge.
But in this flash of lightning, Jihad suddenly reached out and grabbed his arms, preventing him from escaping! !
Oops!
Su Yun secretly screamed that something was wrong! ! My heart felt cold.
Is it really... over?
The pressure of the stick had begun to squeeze his head.
These seven sticks would probably be enough to crush his head without hitting him on the head.
Careless! ! After all, he was careless. He thought that hitting Jihad would disrupt Jihad's clone. Unexpectedly, he was not affected at all and took the blow forcefully.
I lost.
Su Yun closed his eyes...
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
At this moment, a bursting sound that was enough to shatter the eardrums and tremble the soul suddenly sounded.
Su Yun was stunned. The explosion seemed to bloom right next to his ears, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. Then, a mysterious force enveloped his body. In an instant, he felt like his whole body was being emptied. The oppressive power of the holy war on him disappeared instantly, and the murderous intention and evil spirit also disappeared in this moment.
what happened
Su Yun's heart trembled. His keen senses could not adapt to this sudden change. However, when he looked towards the Jihad in front of him, the sight before him completely shocked him...
Looking at Jihad at this moment, a huge hole was blasted out of his chest, completely penetrated, and the top and bottom of his body were covered with streaks of blood. All his energy veins were shattered, and the immortal energy supporting the clone was directly interrupted, and the clone disappeared. .
Ji Zhan stayed where he was, maintaining the kneading posture, but the vitality in his body was quickly disappearing. His pupils were huge, blood spilled from the corners of his eyes, his mouth was slightly open, and his facial muscles were twitching. His internal organs could be seen very clearly. Su Yun saw that all the energy in his body reappeared. This blow almost completely destroyed the Jihad! !
He simply couldn't believe it.
Su Yun didn't know that his expression at this moment was the same as that of Jihad...
What exactly is going on
He turned his head in shock, only to see Ling Qingyu standing behind him at some point...
A pair of eyes that seemed cold and gentle looked ahead...