Zhong Huawu was about to attack Xie Zun when he suddenly heard Yi Jing's mocking voice behind him. He immediately became so angry that his chest heaved sharply and cursed, "You are looking for death. Since you want to die first, I will do it first." you."
"Uncle Zhong, you have been fooled. Attack the evil master first."
"Qiang!" "Qiang!" The enhanced soul sword withstood countless qi forces attacking from all directions at the same time. The power of the martial soul surged rapidly in his body. His seven-layered martial soul shield also cracked inch by inch, and his physical body The mortal body suddenly appeared in front of the demon sect masters who looked like wolves and tigers.
There were not ten but twenty Demon Sect masters who attacked him. If these people continued to attack him with the same power as before. Without one or two fierce attacks like before, Yi Jing would definitely be annihilated by the enemy on the spot.
Just when Yi Jing was unable to withstand the four punches with both hands and was about to lose his support, the evil master Sheng Zhixuan finally showed his loyalty to him.
"Boy, catch it."
"What's this."
"Hmph, I will never take advantage of you. This is my Sovereign Kung Fu Zhen Zi Jue. There are four formulas in total, and two-handed moves. I guarantee that after you learn it, you will be able to run rampant in the Wuhun Continent."
If the situation hadn't been critical at this moment, Yi Jing would have had to show off the fact that he had mastered ten moves of the Sovereign Art, which would have made Xie Zun, this old boy, mad to death. I feel excited just thinking about it.
But the Demon Sect master's attack was so fierce that he didn't have any extra time to do it.
I had no choice but to suppress this thought and know the few words of "I am the only master of power" by heart. The tip of the sword was raised slightly, and a domineering power arose under his feet. With this very domineering power, he immediately rose into the sky. The masters of the Demon Sect who were attacking him from all directions fell into vain in an instant.
"Sword Flying, let's go." Yi Jing shouted, and he was already above the ice palace.
At this moment, Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan not only used the energy of Wuhun Eternal Life Art to eliminate the poisonous fire in his eyes. He also quickly slapped his palms twice and beat several immortal deacon-level Demon Sect masters into a pulp.
Zhong Huawu, known as the top master of the Demon Sect, was shocked to realize that Yi Jing was about to escape and shouted, "You guys, follow me."
"Uncle Zhong, don't worry! I'll leave Old Devil Sheng to me to deal with later."
Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan saw that even a group of very powerful subordinates could not attack the Evil Lord, so she decided to take action in person.
At this moment, Yi Jing was flying with his sword, leaving the Ice Palace, and had already circled the entire underground palace.
However, although he remembered the way he came, the Demon Sect blocked the way he came because of a big battle.
With the vast area of the entire underground Ice Palace and the bizarre building facades around it, he had to rely on his ability to find the exit and leave the devil's palace. This was not a difficult task, but the difficulty was that he had no extra time.
Zhong Huawu and other Demon Sect's masters came over one after another to kill him and followed him tightly. He unleashed his Tiangang fantasy magic with all his strength, and the pursuit continued.
At this moment, Yi Jing finally decided not to fly with his sword.
"Strengthen the Ultimate Soul Sword, come down." Yi Jing shouted, and the sword was spinning rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it was standing on the ground. Waiting for the attack of dozens of Demon Sect masters.
"Mr. Zhong, you have such vicious eyes. You know that my martial arts fighting skills are inferior to those of Evil Lord. So you picked a soft persimmon to pinch, but I think you are wrong. I, Yi Jing, am not a soft person who can be manipulated by others. Persimmon, if you don’t believe me, do you dare to agree to a one-on-one battle with this city lord? If I lose, not only will I teach you the martial arts immortality technique, but I will also let you do whatever you want.”
As soon as Zhong Huawu heard the name of the secret book of Wuhun Immortality Technique, his whole devil heart immediately moved.
After all, the Wuhun Immortality Technique is the only superior skill in the entire Wuhun Continent.
Although it is not a martial soul combat skill, it is inextricably linked to the martial soul combat skill. Who can get it. They will be like Yi Jing and others, who are mature at a young age and have a martial spirit realm that is more than twice as high as their own age.
As a veteran of the Demon Sect who has lived for more than a century, the gold and silver treasures, soul coins, etc. on Wuhun Continent are to him. It has long since lost its allure.
The only thing that can seduce Zhong Huawu, besides the power within the sect, is the secret book of martial arts.
He had already made up his mind to use his "Crazy Demon Dance" to swarm Yi Jing until he was completely annihilated.
But when he heard the words "Martial Soul Immortality Technique", he became a little uneasy.
The facts are before our eyes. Evil Lord only learned one or two formulas in the Martial Soul Immortal Art, and he was actually able to undo the dragon's saliva. That was the poisonous mist that Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan had spent several years carefully preparing to deal with the Evil Lord. It was developed from the most poisonous poison in the Wuhun Continent, combined with more than a dozen long-lost demon sect tempering methods. Even the Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan herself didn’t have an antidote.
Who would have thought that such a difficult poison could be cured by a few formulas of the Martial Soul Immortal Art
The status of Wuhun Eternal Life Technique in Zhong Huawu's mind immediately jumped.
When Zhong Huawu heard that he was willing to hand over the Martial Spirit Immortality Art in exchange for a chance to duel, he immediately pointed his finger and shouted, "Are you really willing to duel with me? If you lose, don't refuse."
Yi Jing's eyes were scanning back and forth on more than a dozen Demon Sect masters.
While using his martial soul sensing power to sense the strength of these masters, he dealt with Zhong Hua's martial arts, "I, Yi Jing, as the city lord, how could I lie to you, an elder of the Demon Sect, with my status as a city lord? This is not a slap on my face. Your own mouth? Humph, you look down on me so much, well, I, Yi Jing, will use the Martial Soul Eternal Life Technique to perish with you."
More than a dozen martial arts cultivators approached with their swords drawn. Yi Jing shouted loudly, "Don't come over."
Zhong Huawu was startled and immediately shouted to his subordinates, "Back off."
"Great Elder, the sect master has told us that Yi Jing must not be allowed to leave the Ice Palace."
"I know this, and I have a way to keep him. Stand back, do you hear me? This is an order."
Zhong Huawu has always had the greatest authority in the Demon Sect besides the sect leader.
As a deacon-level master of the Demon Sect, no one dared not listen to his order. Suddenly, he backed away helplessly, keeping a certain distance from Yi Jing. Waiting for the chief elder to deal with Yi Jing.
Yi Jing rolled up his sleeves slowly and said calmly to Zhong Huawu, "When the Great Elder was famous far and wide, I was still wearing open crotch pants. When you were walking around the world, Great Elder, I was still a beggar in Kyoto City. But Time has passed. As the saying goes, the wind and water have taken turns. Come to my house next year. Now we are basically equal in status. I, Yi Jing, never dreamed that in just a few years, I would be able to change the color of everyone on Wuhun Continent. The great elders of the Demon Sect are on an equal footing. Haha, just thinking about it makes me laugh."
Zhong Huawu originally had a proud look on his face, but when he saw Yi Jing praising him, he almost stopped his offensive movements and twirled his beard to smile.
Unexpectedly, Yi Jing changed the topic and first praised him and then suppressed him. In the end, it turned into suppressing him. The look on his face immediately became more and more weird and strange, and it was indescribably ugly.
"Okay, brat, you have been a beggar more than ten years ago. Today I will beat you back to your original form."
"How brave, Zhong Huawu. Do you still think that your martial arts fighting skills are the best in the world?"
"Take your life." Zhong Huawu was furious, arguing that he would never be able to defeat Yi Jing, and he knew it himself.
Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan reminded him clearly when dealing with Tolstoy, Ba Fengnan and Yi Jing. You must not say too many words to them. This commandment is indeed prophetic.
But now it's too late to regret. I'm so angry that my body is filled with fire, all of which were triggered by Yi Jing. There is simply no way to maintain a normal state of mind. After taking action quickly, on the surface it looked like a "Devil Palm with a Back Yang". It was extremely powerful, "Crazy Demon Dancing." The ten moves were shot out almost in one go, but Yi Jing unexpectedly used his body skills to strengthen the extremely powerful weapon in an unpredictable manner. The Soul Sword was withdrawn.
A set of extremely variable footwork was running under his feet. Sometimes the phantoms overlapped, sometimes crossed left and right, and sometimes walked up and down. No matter where the opponent's "Crazy Demonic Dance Palm" hits, it misses him.
Whether it is the Yang-Back Devil Palm or the Mad Demon Dance technique, it requires a huge amount of martial soul power to be used.
Zhong Huawu himself was already over 16 years old. At this moment, he launched an almost unreserved attack, and what was even more irritating was a dozen special moves. Not a single move hit Yi Jing. After he finished a scene, he was out of breath from exhaustion, sweat dripping down his face like rain.
When Yi Jing first made up his mind, he used the strategy of weakening the enemy. He never dreamed that this strategy would be so effective.
After a small amount of exertion, the opponent was exhausted, but he still had no new strength. He laughed loudly and slashed out with the sword of enhanced soul in an instant. After the opponent made a "swallowing demon and fattening" mark, he also used old moves at the same time. At this moment, Yi Jing's enhanced Ultimate Soul Sword just filled the gap in the opponent's moves, "Sword Breaking Wave!"
Chichi! The tip of the sword that strengthened the soul was like a mad snake spitting a message, and the space was suddenly filled with the light of the sword tip.
Zhong Hua Wu Rao is a veteran in Wuhun combat skills, but it would be difficult for him to withstand such an unconstrained offensive move. He immediately backed away in shock.
boom! He bumped into a mechanism of the Ice Demon Palace behind him, and there was a roar next to him. Amidst the roar, a huge stone door suddenly appeared in front of Yi Jing.
The mechanism that opens the stone gate is inside the Ice Palace, while the mechanism that closes the stone gate is outside the palace. At this moment, Yi Jing saw a door open, and he wanted to escape from the devil's cave. He immediately threw away the three unfinished swords, flew forward, unfolded the magic of Tiangang, and escaped into the empty door.
"Evil Lord, bullshit." This is the slang of the Evil Sect, but he actually learned it and used it to invite the Evil Lord to leave the Demon Sect's secret lair.
When Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan heard his greeting, he first felt a burst of joy. As long as Yi Jing stayed alive for a moment, he would be able to attract a large number of Demon Sect masters to him.