The killing intent turned into a hovering candle, and the talisman was broken.
Talisman breaks it with talisman, even if Su Qin refuses to believe that Zhang Yi's talisman can do this, but all this is already a fact.
"You really surprised me."
Su Qin didn't make another move right away, he took a deep breath, looked at the dignified but firm Zhang Yi, and said this slowly.
"It's just that you can break my trick with such a talisman, just because you have been practicing in the Immortal Talisman Sect longer than me."
Then he looked at Zhang Yi again and said this.
He had to admit that the Zhang Yi in front of him now was more troublesome than most of the seven realm masters he had faced before.
Zhang Yi's methods are also very complicated, but each of them is the top work of this practitioner's world, and they are all extremely powerful.
In his view, trouble means risk.
He didn't want to take the risk of injuring himself to defeat Zhang Yi.
So he wanted to break Zhang Yi's confidence first.
However, today, the big brother of Baiyangdong showed a side he couldn't understand.
In other words, he never really understood his elder brother.
"No."
Facing his words, Zhang Yi shook her head, and replied in a very serious tone: "Even if you have stayed in the Immortal Talisman Sect to practice as long as me, or even longer than me, you are not as good as me in the Talisman Way." It may surpass me. This has nothing to do with your talent and hard work, but that you will not have real friends, and the suzerain and their teachers will not really like you. They will definitely not pass on some secret talismans to you That kind of people."
"It's like that between people."
Zhang Yi looked at Su Qin, whose face changed slightly, and said slowly: "If you don't treat people sincerely, they won't treat you sincerely. If you just want to use others or the sect, then in the eyes of others and the sect, you are also It's just a weapon that can be used to do things, a tool to kill people. You are so smart, don't you even understand this truth, do you want to be a tool to kill others? "
Su Qin was silent for a moment, and then said: "All I do is to not want to be someone else's tool."
"Then you have gone astray." Zhang Yi said very simply and with certainty.
"Winners and losers, even the laws of the world are determined by the person with the greatest power and strength in this world. What is the difference?" Su Qin sneered, "As for practice, you should have heard of what is called using strength to break the law." road!"
When he finished speaking, both of them stopped talking and didn't want to say anything more.
A thousand cups of wine is less when you meet a bosom friend, but a few words are more than a few words if you don't speculate.
The two are essentially different people, no one can convince the other, and no words can break the other's heart.
Two terrifying auras, or auras that shouldn't appear on practitioners of their cultivation level, bloomed at the same time.
The wealthy businessman's courtyard where the two were located centered on the two of them, and all the houses collapsed and turned into rubble flying out.
Even in the eyes of practitioners, this is a very shocking picture.
In the ruins on the ground, wisps of black yin energy are constantly floating upwards.
The blackness on Su Qin's face became thicker and thicker, and the meridians in his flesh and blood began to bulge out, and his face seemed to have a painted face, which was extremely ferocious.
Behind him, there is a red light that is brighter than the sun.
The red light collided with the black air, forming clusters of vitality vortexes, like countless red Bana flowers flying in the air.
Hundreds of blood-colored arms protruded from his back. Although they were condensed with true energy and heaven and earth energy, they looked no different from real people's arms with their outer skin peeled off.
Compared with Su Qin, Zhang Yi, holding a small sword in his hand, seems to have not changed much.
However, another terrifying breath was drawn by him.
Over the ruined courtyard on this side, the sky seemed to be lowered a bit, and it kept pressing down on the ground.
And the sky began to be covered with a thick yellow brilliance, like a piece of the most common talisman paper from the Immortal Talisman Sect covering the sky.
A voice like the scream of a ghost resounded in the sea of qi in Su Qin's body.
With the sound of this sound, the entire space trembled, and hundreds of arms behind him grew bigger and stretched, and they all slapped towards Zhang Yi together.
Each of these arms contains terrifying power, and the most astonishing thing is that the nature of vitality is almost different.
Some are purely violent, some have corrosive flames, some are concentrated with intense corpse poison, and some are blindly cold.
At this time, Su Qin was already stronger than when he killed Yan Xiang in Changling.
There are not many masters of the seven realms in the world who can withstand such pure power.
This is what Su Qin wants to tell Zhang Yi!
No matter what state you are in, no matter what sword skill you are, no matter what kind of talisman you are, all of them can be broken with strength!
Power is great!
At the moment when these hundreds of arms slapped towards Zhang Yi at the same time, countless wind pressures had just swept across Zhang Yi's body, and there were already countless sounds that almost cracked bones in Zhang Yi's body.
His body had been shaken off the ground and flew backwards.
The ribs and sternum in front of him felt severe pain and were almost broken.
However, Zhang Yi's expression remained firm.
The little sword in his hand, which was like an ordinary rock, began to become crystal clear and glowing.
Then he held the sword tightly, injected the power in his body into it continuously, and slashed towards so many magic arms that were overwhelmingly coming in front of him.
The sword path of the sword in his hand is very lawful and not chaotic at all.
Sword Qi lit up in the air, forming runes at the same time.
His sword also represents his mind and reason.
There is a reason for everything in this world. This reason is not determined by whoever has a big fist, but the choice between right and wrong, good and evil in the hearts of the people.
The yellow sky trembled slightly like cloth.
Following the pull of his sword, many strands of crystal clear and holy light fell down.
These rays of light are like transparent strings, falling on those arms one by one.
The arrogance generated by countless impacts bloomed in this space like thousands of trees and flowers.
Zhang Yi's body shook violently, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Su Qin let out a muffled groan, and was also impacted by these arrogance, and took a few steps back.
"Huang Tian Dao Talisman, unexpectedly even this Dao Talisman was passed on to you." An uncontrollable roar of anger burst out from between his thin lips.
Zhang Yi was still retreating.
The sword he swung just now not only drove the power of Huang Tian Dao Talisman, but at the same time those sword lights formed a fixed talisman again.
Hundreds of arms slapping forward are entwined with countless transparent rays of light, and the space is constantly glowing with purple light like glass. For a while, these arms can't move forward, but the powerful force fluctuates, constantly following the pull of the forces of both sides. This space is constantly vibrating outward.
Just outside this ruined courtyard, at the place closest to the battlefield of the two, stood two young practitioners about their age, two friends of Zhang Yi.
The male is Le Yi, and the female is Murong Xiaoyi.
"Can he win?"
Murong Xiaoyi's face was extremely pale, looking at the constantly shaking space, it was difficult for her to breathe under the expanding wind.
Le Yi's complexion was not much better than hers.
Hearing Murong Xiaoyi's question, he gritted his teeth and stared at the yellow sky, then shook his head: "At least the Yellow Heaven Dao Talisman I taught him and his current strength alone should not be able to stop him. "