Yi Jing's eyes showed no emotion at all, as if they were like a well of abyss. Just like an old monk in meditation, his whole body is as steady as a mountain, and he seems to turn a blind eye to the power displayed by his opponent.
No one knows that his martial soul realm at this moment has been upgraded to the realm of Taoist clarity. The power of the martial soul is constantly flowing in all the soul veins of the body, filled with a kind of manly masculinity, which makes people feel comfortable at the first sight.
But after he forgot all the distracting thoughts that had nothing to do with the duel, his whole person entered a state of clarity in the spiritual platform. Respond to the other person's reaction, even if you are blind to the object. You can also feel everything around you.
The entire square turned into a battlefield, the place where he and Wu Yiqi had a decisive battle.
Wu Yiqi, on the other hand, was constantly gathering his martial spirit and demonic aura, and the evil aura exuding from his body slowly surrounded and tightened his body.
The furious demon-conquering pestle in his hand also exuded the same black mist, and the onlookers shook their heads and sighed.
Yi Jing just stared hard at him, forcing the other party to fight with all his magic skills. Having already exposed his identity to a certain extent, even an ordinary martial artist would definitely believe that Wu Yiqi was a member of the evil sect.
"Are you ready to die?" Yi Jing suddenly raised his head and faced his opponent with a naive smile on his face, as if he was talking to an old friend.
Wu Yiqi became angry and said, "My demon-conquering pestle can pound you into a pulp. Are you ready?"
"Okay, let's take a look at the sword." Yi Jing's enhanced soul sword swept out in a swift sweep. The sword was divided into three movements: chopping, sweeping, and violent stabbing. It was completed in one go and attacked the opponent's furious demon-subduing pestle.
There was a clang, the sword and the pestle struck each other, and a burst of sparks spread out in the air. At the same time, a deafening loud noise was made.
Like an earthworm, Yi Jing's body softened into a spring, based on the "Second Flying Manifestation Technique". He swayed slightly to the left and twisted his body to strengthen the power of the martial soul on the sword of extreme soul. Immediately in a doubling way, the second "Ruruo Zhending." was sacrificed.
This move is the magic skill in "Soul Soul Transformation". It is the martial arts combat skill that the brothers obtained from the demon prime minister Dong Zhuo when they defeated him. It belongs to the top-grade skills in the tomb of Wuhun Xianzun. It is very valuable. In Wuhun Continent, even if you have soul coins, you may not be able to buy them.
The power of the sword had already caused the extremely heavy Furious Demon-Conquering Pestle in the opponent's hand to swing back. At the same time, Wu Yiqi was thrown away and fell back to about five or six meters behind him on the square. His arms were numb from shock, and he looked at Yi Jing fiercely with a pair of fierce and frightened eyes.
"Qiang!" Yi Jing put the sword that strengthened the soul back into its scabbard and said calmly, "I have already found you and you still can't bear it, and you are so brazen that you want to mash me into a pulp. Wu Yiqi, I, Yi Jing, will see if you die today. .”
"Good boy, you really have the guts." Wu Yiqi was already riding a tiger, putting aside all worries and putting the Demon-Conquering Pestle aside. Hands formed a seal, all of a sudden. His body seemed to have mutated, his hands turned into four hands, and four hands turned into eight hands. Countless phantom palms produced a suction force, grabbing the weapons around him. The furious demon-subduing pestle also turned into a boundless phantom, immediately blocking all the three directions of Yi Jing's left, center and right.
A burst of horrified sounds immediately erupted from the VIP seats under the square.
Someone said, "I am afraid that the skills of the envoy surnamed Wu are only available to the evil sect. Such evil and weird martial soul magic skills. It is indeed destined that he is a member of the evil sect."
"Yes, I think back then we fought against the evil sect. Good and evil are not mutually exclusive. At that time, my Xuanzong disciples killed everyone in the Wuhun Palace. Countless evil demons and crooked ways were all hated on the spot. Only the evil sect Sheng Zhixuan can single-handedly " Demonic Thousand Hands. "He defeated my Xuanzong's martial arts master and escaped from the encirclement, so that he developed a carbuncle and finally became the big disaster today."
When Yi Jing saw voices denouncing the opponent all around him, his energy and energy were greatly boosted. The enhanced sword in his hand also became extremely sharp, and he stabbed the opponent in the chest with one sword.
"Well done." The other party shouted, and at the same time, he thrust the Thousand-Handed Furious Demon-Subduing Pestle against his Enhanced Soul Sword without any hesitation. With head-to-head confrontation, he managed to break into his sword net with just the slightest chance.
Such an inseparable hard blow was actually struck by the opponent with a mysterious technique on the edge of the enhanced sword at the moment when the phantom dissipated. Yi Jing felt as if he had hit a mountain, and there was a roar in his ears. Yi Jing subconsciously felt that something was not good about the situation.
At this moment, the reminders and warning sounds from Ba Fengnan and Tonkel also came frequently.
Yi Jing could not see anything with his eyes, which were completely blocked by the opponent's shadow. He was horrified in his heart, but he always maintained a little clarity and did not let himself be deceived or hallucinated by the other party's "demon soul phantom."
"I am now in an unprecedented magical space. No outsider can understand the feeling I am experiencing now. What should I do? How can I crack his magic!"
Yi Jing was not in the mood to think about why he underestimated the enemy and fell into the opponent's trap. At this moment, due to nature, the will to survive had overcome everything.
It was him who pushed this demon so hard that he unleashed his martial soul demonic power without any hesitation. Fight with yourself.
At this moment, someone shouted loudly, "The shameless evil devil actually used magic to attack the Lord of Yi Jing City. Everyone, come on and eradicate this monster from the Shanyang Gang."
The crowd around him was extremely turbulent, and the situation seemed to be tilted to Yi Jing's side.
However, Yi Jing himself clearly realized that if he could not break the opponent's clutches at this moment, even if the heroes rushed up and cut Wu Yiqi into pieces in the next second, he would have been captured by the opponent's phantom palm before that. If you are shot to death, how can you save your life to fight for the Martial Spirit Continent
"When the mind is set, the heart is set, and when the mind is set, the strength is exerted." A voice suddenly came from an unknown direction. It was extremely subtle, but clearly visible, and Yi Jing was shocked.
He vaguely felt that he had heard this sentence in a secret book before. It's just that I can't recall it for a while.
In this fatal moment of lightning, he let go of his embrace, the spark of intense wisdom. There was a bang in his mind, like a divine sign, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the sentence just now, as well as the identity of the person who said it.
"Master Jiuzhou Divine Beggar, Master Jiuzhou Divine Beggar is actually here!"
Yi Jing did not turn around to search for the target of the sound. At this critical moment, he combined all his spiritual power with the power of the ancient times. The entire figure glows, creating a mysterious aura that is naturally incompatible with the opponent's demonic aura. The halo of light surrounded his whole body, all-encompassingly.
"Broken, sky, one, sword!" Yi Jing shouted wildly, and the powerful sword struck out at the confinement, like a beam of smoke and dust, flying into the air.
Chichi! The sword light flashed continuously, the demonic shadow dissipated, and Yi Jing's body slowly fell from the air, landing very firmly on the ground. A terrifying divine light shot out from the eyes of Wu Yiqi, the master of the evil sect, and he saw that Wu Yiqi's body had been stabbed into pieces of cloth by the sword energy generated in the air. His clothes were ragged and ugly, like A beggar.
In his eyes, in addition to being ferocious, there was also a complex content that was extremely terrifying, shocking and confusing.
He could hardly believe it and said, "You, what kind of sword is this? Sword skill!"
Of course, Yi Jing would not tell him that he had already understood the secret of the heaven-shattering sword in the sword skill chapter.
He laughed and said, "Wu Yiqi, are you convinced?" After saying that, the "Second Flying Manifestation Technique" flew over, stretched out two fingers, and touched the tip of the opponent's furious demon-subduing pestle, sending a burst of martial soul power into it. Wu Yiqi's whole body felt like he was electrocuted, and he couldn't move immediately.
Yi Jing raised his sword and passed by. At this moment, all he needed was a slight wave of his arm. Wu Yiqi's body and head were removed.
Bafengnan and Tonkel's reminders sounded, and they reminded almost in unison, "Brother Huang."
No one except Yi Jing knew what this sentence meant.
Yi Jing was suddenly awakened and understood that if he killed the other party. Huang Gai would be treated ten times more poisonously than the Soul Vein Needle in the hands of the Back Sun Sect.
Immediately change the chop to a point, and gently touch the opponent's chest with your fingers. Wu Yiqi's body suddenly collapsed limply.
Yi Jing first apologized to the surroundings, then flew into the high left wall of Fengyun Building with Wu Yiqi in his arms like a little lamb. He let out a flying whistle, calling the two brothers Bafengnan and Tonkel to leave. Suddenly disappeared behind the wall.
The entire Fengyun Building suddenly became boiling again, even though the Yi Jing people were gone. However, his divinely assisted attacks just now, as well as his astonishing martial arts fighting skills like the gods of heaven, have already conquered everyone, making it clear to all the distinguished guests present who came to celebrate his birthday at the invitation of the sword madman. Becoming famous is not a fluke. He is able to take charge of Luo City twenty years away. He is indeed a martial arts warrior with real talent and knowledge. This is not a person who has gained fame in vain.
Yi Jing held the prisoner between his arms and ran up and down without feeling tired at all. On the contrary, I was in high spirits. I was able to successfully capture Wu Yiqi alive this time. It can be said that this operation ended perfectly.
As long as you have this victory in hand, use it in exchange for Huang Gai's life. It's a sure thing.
Their destination was in the direction of the Hall of Heroes at the Holy Maiden Gate.
After passing through more than a dozen streets and alleys, and then jumping over a mountain, the Yingfei Palace adjacent to Shanyang City has been vividly experienced.
As long as you pass through an old forest in front, then climb up thousands of stone steps, you can reach the destination of this operation.
Just when they were about to jump over the last street corner and fly down from the back of the tile, a phantom flew up from the woods in front of them and landed calmly on the back of the tile. Face to face with the three people who were trying to fall from above.