A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Yi Jing's mouth, and the sword that strengthened the soul suddenly put away when he struck down. Changing the sword into a palm, it was like descending from the nine heavens and hitting a punch that could destroy the world.
Ba Fengnan cooperated with him and executed nine consecutive moves of the "Earth Immortal Sword", and the sound of "swishing" was heard in the air.
Demon Lord Bituo was instantly plunged into a state of invincibility. There was no way to avoid the duel between masters. The slightest distraction will immediately lead to death.
However, the distance between the two sides' straight-line attacks was so close that it was inevitable, with only half an inch left. The three finally broke out.
Yi Jing's palm and Ba Fengnan's sword formed a strong rainbow light that moved forward and struck the opponent.
Demon Lord Bituo shouted wildly, "Rise up the dragon!" The surrounding air was all involved and turned into a rising dragon, absorbing part of the energy from the strong soul-stimulating palm and the sky sword.
The two sides were still fighting to the death. When we looked at the face of Demon Lord Bituo, he was able to resist the two brothers Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan with his own strength. He still showed that he was in a state of ease and did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all.
In fact, only he himself knows about his own affairs.
The next second when the battle became more intense and white-hot, Yi Jing could no longer hold on. He let out a depressed groan and threw the powerful sword at the opponent. His body was like a kite on a parabola, flying backwards involuntarily. The wounds on his body that had already been split open widened further at this moment. Under the violent surge of blood, the whole person fell into it with a heavy roar. On a street.
His eyes began to become very misty, but the fire in his heart still did not go out.
"I can't die! Brother Ba can't withstand the full attack of Demon Lord Bituo."
A belief always supported him, making Yi Jing slowly sit up again. He pointed at his chest to stop the bursting wound. The blood no longer flowed out as violently as before.
"Master Yi, how are you?" Although Ba Fengnan deployed the Quicksand Ghost Sword with all his strength at this moment, he was still fighting and retreating. Just now, Yi Jing and Yao Zun had a head-to-head fight. On the surface, it seemed that Yi Jing suffered a big loss, but in fact, Demon Lord Bituo also consumed most of his energy. Otherwise, he would have already made a heavy move at this moment, breaking through the sword net of the Quicksand Ghost Sword and injuring Ba Fengnan.
Although Yi Jing had sat up at this moment, he found that the soul veins in his body were not smooth at all. Without making any promises, he went all out to enter the realm of harmonious inner breath.
Wave after wave of martial soul power began to slowly rise from the soul vein acupoints on the body. After the intense exertion, he finally let out a long breath.
"Qiang!" Yi Jing flicked the sword with his fingertips, which was regarded as a response to Ba Fengnan.
Ba Fengnan felt reassured when he saw that he could still make such light and joyful finger movements.
Just when Ba Fengnan was dealing with Demon Lord Bituo with all his strength, Yi Jing held the sword that strengthened the soul and silently touched another high wall.
The two people under the high wall happened to pass in front of him. Yi Jing jumped down instantly, and the sword light of the enhanced soul sword rushed towards the opponent's door.
Demon Lord Bituo was furious, thinking that Yi Jing had been shocked to death by his Dragon Palm.
Who knew that the opponent still had the power to counterattack now, and Yi Jing took advantage of the location and attacked from top to bottom, no matter how much he wanted to kill Ba Fengnan. I had to give up this rare opportunity.
In an instant, the two of them took advantage of Demon Lord Bitu's pause to regain the initiative.
"Haha, Demon Lord, if anyone watches today's battle, it will definitely be called a legend. And Brother Ba and I are the masters of this legend. What do you think?"
"Hmph, let's see how long you can dominate."
Yi Jing cried with a grimace and showed a mocking expression to the Demon Lord, "Yes, in terms of the power of martial arts. The two of us combined may not be your opponent. But we are better because we are young. You know how important youth is to a person. What does it mean?"
"Huh, young man, inexperienced. You are exposing your own weakness, boy, you are so stupid."
Ba Fengnan, who was opposite him, couldn't stand listening anymore. He was eager to resolve the battle and shouted to Demon Lord Bituo, "Demon Lord, your fourth son died under my Sky Sword. If you want revenge, come on. I'm just worried. You are old and frail, and are no longer able to take revenge. Among your many disciples, Yi Jieshi is a idiot. He Lianbao is a coward, and the only decent disciple is the third demon Phoenix Vivian.
It's just a pity that she belongs to the daughter's family, otherwise I, Ba Fengnan, would be interested in killing her like the fourth child. "
Taking advantage of this opportunity, while Demon Lord Bituo was adjusting his breath with all his strength, Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were also trying their best to restore the power of their martial souls.
Yi Jing saw that the Demon Lord didn't seem to be angry at all, and said calmly, "Brother Ba, you made a mistake in saying something. Demon Phoenix Vivian's ability is especially superior to that of the boss and the second child. You must not do it when you meet her. Underestimating the enemy. But if I defeat her, it would be good to be my wife for a few days."
The Demon Lord's eyes suddenly widened, and Yi Jing knew that his words had touched his heart. He chuckled and slashed out three swords in a row.
"Tianlong sword skills, Fubo combat skills, and sky-shattering sword skills!"
When these three sword rays attacked the Demon Lord with all their strength, the wounds on his body opened again, staining his clothes red.
However, Yi Jing's will to fight was so awe-inspiring. The instant he broke through the limit of the Wuhun realm again, the power of the Wuhun in his body accelerated its return, continuously supporting him to make breakthroughs in Wuhun combat skills.
Seeing that Yi Jing had already taken action, Ba Fengnan could not miss the opportunity. The Sword of the Sky swung out four swords, two swords in a circle, two swords in a circle, producing two completely different whistling sounds, stabbing at the famous actor. The master of evil in the world.
The two of them used a strong tacit understanding to deal with this evil spirit. At this moment, one word from the two of them and one word from me. Use words to undermine the other person's confidence. Ba Fengnan had already sensed the former's intention in saying that.
They are all the most powerful monks of the younger generation in Wuhun Continent. In time, they will definitely be another master-level master who is qualified to aspire to the Wuhun Continent.
Facing their combined bullying sword skills, Demon Lord Bituo didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. In shock, he immediately took two steps back to the left.
The Enhanced Extreme Soul Sword came straight at him, but the Sky Sword came at a turn. It seemed that the latter had already figured out where he would stay. The speed with which he launched his moves and changed his moves greatly exceeded his expectations.
"One sword from the universe!" Ba Fengnan flew over the opponent's head, held the sword in both hands at the same time, and stabbed the top of the opponent's head rapidly.
boom! At this fatal moment, Demon Lord Bituo broke through a gambling wall. Yi Jing had already expected that he might avoid him on another street. He immediately flew over and thrust out the enhanced soul sword towards the hole.
Unexpectedly, Demon Lord Bituo laughed loudly and said, "City Lord Yi Da, do you want to beat the rabbit with grass?"
"Haha, Demon Lord. You can't escape today. I'll give you my words again, you will definitely die today."
If it were normal times, even on any occasion on Wuhun Continent, Yi Jing would say such words. Guaranteed no one can trust it.
At this moment, Demon Lord Bituo was indeed at a disadvantage. With his ambition taken away, he could not use all his exquisite moves.
This is extremely fatal to me, a master-level martial arts master.
The quicksand ghost sword that spreads freely takes over the creation of heaven and earth. At this point, his sword skills are indeed advanced, making Demon Lord Bi Tuo unable to avoid it.
The key problem is not that Demon Lord Bituo cannot resist this sword, but that at this moment, he is already at a disadvantage. The opportunity was taken away.
For both sides, the winner is often not the one with the most powerful martial arts skills. It's about who can seize the opportunity and advantage first.
Ba Fengnan took the opportunity of victory deliberately created by Yi Jing to the extreme.
The Quicksand Ghost Sword has always been about rising suddenly, like black clouds rolling over the city. The longer the delay, the stronger the combat power it will explode.
Just when the Demon Lord was sandwiched between the two of them, Ba Fengnan and Yi Jing shouted, "Suffer death."
"Chi!" "Peng!"
The Demon Lord was immediately injured internally, and before he could issue the "Rising Dragon Palm" in his hand, he was already floating into the distance like a trail of the setting sun.
"Look at the gun!"
At this moment, in the shadow of the backyard of a manor, a person suddenly shot out, his spear flashed and he stabbed out quickly.
Demon Lord Bituo let out a scream and suddenly fell onto the back of a tile of a house. There was a big hole in the tile back and he fell down.
Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were so surprised that they didn't react for a while. The middle-aged man took off the mask on his face and said to Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan, "Brother, are you okay?"
Yi Jing carefully identified it under the moonlight for a while, and with his rich imagination and memory, he immediately said, "Nu'er, my God, you are actually Nu'er."
Nuer laughed loudly and hugged Yi Jing.
Ba Fengnan was a little surprised and said, "The elder of the Ice Tribe, Lord Nu'er?"
Nu'er turned to him, nodded slightly, turned to the hole on the back of the tile and said, "Don't chase the poor criminals. There is no way that Demon Lord Bituo could be killed so quickly. This may be an illusion he deliberately created to lure us into being deceived." .”
Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan immediately nodded to him with great conviction and said angrily, "Follow me quickly." They put away their spears and retreated to the long street. After turning left and right, about half an hour later, I came to a human backyard.
Nu'er cautiously glanced in the direction of the cross street a few times, and after confirming that no one was following him, he calmly said to the two of them, "Come in with me."
This is a secret location set up by the Ice Tribe in Kyoto City, Wuhun Continent.
On a fire bed, Ba Fengnan said to Yi Jing, who was more seriously injured than him, "How is it? Does the wound still hurt?"
Yi Jing shook his head gently at him, "The Ice Tribe's holy healing medicine is no worse than the one we prepared ourselves. It is indeed very effective. Once you apply it, you will feel ice cold."