The moment he slapped his palm, he even deliberately paused for a tenth of an instant, wanting to see the look of fear on Yunchuan's face before he died.
It just made him feel a little surprised that Yun Chuan's face did not have any of the fear he had shown before death that he wanted to see. On the contrary, there was a faint mockery, even in Xing Wudao's eyes. At that time, there was pity in his eyes, and he spoke softly: "You are dead."
At the moment Yunchuan spoke, Xing Wudao's body was covered with cold hair, an incomparable, even with the breath of a great power-level figure in the Yuan Fei realm, bursting out, mixed with an extremely terrifying heat. Coming to him suddenly.
"It's the breath of the treasure of the womb, how is it possible! Yunchuan, you yin me!"
He looked up, and suddenly roared with horror, and only saw an extremely dazzling sword shadow in his eyes, submerging his whole person, dazzling red, as if the entire sky became red, mixed in that red. The snow white sword light became the last color in Xing Wudao's life.
After the sword light passed, only two charred corpses of Xing Wudao fell down and were caught by Yunchuan. He took away all the things in his pubic storage space and took out a mirage. After reaching the hand, after the white light flashed, Yunchuan's figure directly entered the mirage realm.
"What, I said that day, it's just a cat and a dog, and dare to yell from me all the time, Brother Gui, don't you say that I can't enter without a mirage? Now I have it, don't give it away!" It came from afar with a ridiculous voice.
The sound of the wind whistled, and no one spoke for a long time, only the sound of swallowing and foaming because of the shock.
One move, just one move, caused the inner disciple Xing Wudaoluo of Falling Star Sect to be defeated, and he didn't even react to the reaction.
Even many people didn’t react, after all, the moment when Xingwudaoluo was defeated and died was too fast, from Xingwudaoluo’s defeat to Yunchuan’s mirage stepping into the mirage and disappearing. Just a few breaths.
"How can he have a treasure that can be used!"
"The treasures of the Yuan fetus generally need to understand the matching martial arts, and this matching martial arts is at least Xuan-level, even if it is a strong man in the Martial Pill realm,
Within a few years of the Yuan Tibao’s kung fu, he could not fully display its power. If the supporting martial arts Yunchuan only comprehend the entry level, he would definitely not be able to directly slay Xingwudao in the middle stage of the martial arts realm with a single blow. , Looking at the power of just now, the treasure of Yuan Tire is clearly already fully activated by power! "
"How is it possible that his savvy aptitude is so enchanting? I heard that this Yunchuan is only a second-rank bloodline aptitude. Even if this aptitude is not the bottom, it is absolutely impossible to fully display the power of the treasure of the original birth. !"
"Xing Wudao wanted to be ashamed, but he still died under the same routine. He wanted to kill Yunchuan with a single blow. Then the defense would be extremely weak. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible even for the treasure of the fetus He was chopped in half at once, aggrieved to death."
Many Wu Xiu who saw this scene were shocked and inexplicably, unable to calm down for a long time.
On the other hand, Gui Yantian and others who originally thought Yunchuan should be the result of certain death, the joyful color on their faces directly froze on their faces, Gui Yantian’s blood and tears, Dan Fengwu’s laugh, Li Tianhan The coldness, at this moment, is as static as time.
Especially before the young man stepped into the mirage, the ridiculous words, the ups and downs in a short time, almost made the breath of Gui Yan weather almost alleviated.
"The primordial treasure consumes a lot of money. I am afraid that this little thief can only perform a single blow in a short time. We can quickly enter the mirage, maybe we can hunt it down and take the treasure of the primordial fetus. Brother Wudao takes revenge!"
Gui Yantian wiped away the blood and tears on his face, calmed his mind, gritted his teeth, and said.
"Vengeance for Brother Wudao!"
Tan Fengwu and Li Tianhan heard that Yunchuan might consume a lot of money now, and they could not use the treasure of Yuan Tiong again. There was a trace of greed in their eyes, but they still looked sad, righteous and awe-inspiring, and followed the ghost Yan Tian one by one. Later, they stepped into the mirage together.
After a dazzling white light flashed, Yunchuan's face showed a strange color, and he looked around, the dim sky, the gray earth, and the distant mountains collapsed and fractured, and the swamp-like earth gurgled bubbles one by one. Everything about the purpose made Yunchuan feel shocked.
"The mirage looks like a fairyland when seen from the outside, but it's down inside.
It's like a place of death, but I don't know how this mirage was formed, how big the chance is, there is a relatively big risk, I must not take it lightly here! "
His face is faintly pale, and the aura on his body is much weaker than before. Gui Yantian's guess is good. Although the power of the treasure of the original fetus is great, he is still a little reluctant to use it now. What's more, his previous blow was to completely urge the power of the Xuanyang Sword, and after one blow, it made the Yuanli in his body empty.
Yunchuan sat cross-legged, took out a few yuan stones to absorb them, and the few yuan stones instantly turned into powder. A bitter smile and distressed look appeared on the boy's face. His fake pill was quenched by the cold spring water and the blood fire spirit fruit. Refining, although the power can even surpass the real Martial Pill in the early stage of the Martial Pill Realm, but correspondingly, the amount of vitality that needs to be supplemented is dozens of times more than that of the normal fake Pill. A rough estimate is that at least more than two thousand yuan stones are needed to restore him to heyday.
He didn't move around, but calmed down here to recover his vitality, and at the same time he separated a trace of consciousness to pay attention to the wind and grass around him, so as not to be taken by others.
After a short half-day, Yunchuan’s expression suddenly changed. Looking far away, there were rumbling noises from the mountains in the distance. It seemed that something was rushing here, following his gaze. Looking at it, I saw a fire-red ore the size of a human head, as if it were spiritual, passing by his side, smashing broken mountains along the way.
"That's.... There is such a big fire source stone. There are many opportunities in this mirage. The fire source stone is an excellent material for refining the treasure of the primordial birth, and it is the same as my Xuanyang sword. It seems that this fire source stone is the best, and it has a hint of spirituality, but I don't know what I am avoiding, but if I can get it, my Xuanyang sword ability will definitely have a big increase!"
There was a hint of joy on Yun Chuan's face. He was optimistic about the location of the source of fire. He slammed, and stopped the head-sized source of fire, and turned into thousands of palm shadows. Although the source of fire was facing left and right. Suddenly, but still couldn't break free from Yunchuan's encirclement, and gradually the force of the collision slowed down.
(End of this chapter)