"Get away!!" Yang Shan shouted violently and struck with a scimitar in his hand.
Bangka!
The senior's long sword collided with Yangshan's scimitar, and a terrifying force erupted, knocking him back.
"You're only at the third level of Dan Formation, but you dare to stop me?" Yang Shan looked at the senior with disdain, then moved his figure and continued to kill Yan Qi.
"Don't even think about it!!" The senior held his breath and rushed forward again.
Yang Shan frowned and curled his lips impatiently, "It seems that if I don't kill you, you will stick to it like dog skin plaster!!"
Yan Qi was drawing the Thunder Curse hurriedly, but with every stroke he made, he felt a stab of pain in his head. This was obviously due to lack of mental strength.
However, he could only grit his teeth and hold on for dear life.
The seniors and sisters are all trying to buy time for him, how can he let them down!
puff!
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spat out.
Yan Qi's face instantly turned pale, bloodless, and his eyes were blurred, as if he would fall down at any time.
"Ah!!" With a miserable howl, the senior who was blocking Yang Shan was blown away. There was a hideous wound on his chest, and his life or death was uncertain.
"In the way." Yang Shan made a fool of himself and his eyes fell on Yan Qi again, "Now, it's finally your turn!"
"However, from the look of you, I'm afraid you're going to die before the spell is finished, right?"
Yan Qi squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Shan who was walking over step by step.
His hands were trembling. There was only one stroke left, the last stroke. He had to persevere.
"Of course! I'm notoriously cautious, so... you'd better die." Yang Shan showed a cruel smile, took out the scimitar in his hand, and shot towards Yan Qi.
"Junior Yan Qi!!" The other seniors couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene. However, they could not protect themselves and it was too late to support them.
"Roar!!"
At this moment, a roar exploded, and the Spin Turtle appeared, blocking Yan Qi's way.
A clang!
The scimitar hit the shell of the spin turtle and was directly ejected.
"What?! You actually have a guardian spirit beast?!" Yang Shan's pupils shrank and he looked at Yan Qi in shock.
At the same time, he noticed a faint smile on Yan Qi's face.
"Thunder Curse!!"
Yan Qi shouted angrily and punched out the blue talisman.
Suddenly, the blue talisman exploded and turned into streaks of thunder, striking towards Yang Mountain.
At the same time, part of the thunder also struck at other enemies.
The power of the thunder curse at this moment is more powerful and more manic than during the previous competition.
At that time, the yellow talisman and the thundering curse made Deacon Gu Shan in the Nascent Soul stage look solemn, let alone the more powerful blue talisman.
"ah!!!"
Waves of miserable howls erupted, and the people in the Holy Academy were dumbfounded as they watched the enemy being struck by the thunder.
However, these thunderbolts seemed to have eyes, and none of them fell on him.
"So strong! Is this the strength of a spell master?" Everyone looked shocked, thinking that Yan Qi only had the strength of the eighth level of Qi refining, but the power of casting a spell could instantly kill people at the third level of elixir formation.
terrible!
No wonder spell masters are so valued!
Plop.
Yan Qi's body softened and fell down, feeling like the world was spinning.
"Yan Qi!" Everyone ran over quickly and fed him a spirit-restoring pill.
"Senior, senior, thank you for buying time for me." Yan Qi came over slowly, smiled brightly, and said, "Without you fighting for time for me, I wouldn't have been able to complete the spell."
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