He passed the Huangtian Dao Talisman to Zhang Yi, and no one in this world knows the power of the Huang Tian Dao Talisman better than him.
So his perception and judgment are not wrong.
The true energy in Su Qin's body shook again!
Hundreds of arms exert their strength again!
boom! boom! boom! …
Amidst the loud bangs, all the transparent light entangled on these hundreds of arms shattered, and the purple light like glass in the space could no longer bind these hundreds of arms.
These hundreds of arms go in again!
The majestic force swept up, and Zhang Yi's body flew back again.
Zhang Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He knew that his internal organs had been damaged, but he didn't even think about his injury, and made the simplest movement.
He just released the talisman in his sleeve.
The style of the robe he was wearing was the same as that of Xianfuzong. Both sleeves were extremely wide sleeves, almost touching the ground.
This kind of robe not only looks elegant, but if one wants to be irritable, it will be restricted by the big sleeves, so it will naturally slow down, and if it is slow, it will naturally be easier to meditate.
If you meditate, you will be less likely to get angry, and you will gradually become refined and cultivated.
However, in terms of long-term cultivation of this disposition, the greatest significance of the robes of the Immortal Talisman Sect is that there are many pockets in the sleeves, and the capacity is huge, which can store many talismans.
Su Qin always thought that he worked as hard as Zhang Yi.
But this is the same, and it can only show that even he subconsciously believes that Zhang Yi is indeed very focused and hardworking in his practice, without distractions.
Countless small crimson talismans of the same type gushed out from Zhang Yi's two sleeves.
Before the zhenyuan could fully arouse these small red talismans, the lightning fire on these small talismans had already swept out, causing Zhang Yi's two sleeves to burn.
These little red talismans passed through the burning sleeves, and instantly filled the eyes of Le Yi, Murong Xiaoyi, and Su Qin, like countless firebirds flying out.
This is the Blood Nitrate Thunder Fire Talisman.
In the Immortal Talisman Sect, this is a talisman that many practitioners can make.
The basic material is Zilei saltpeter, which happens to be produced in Zhongshu County.
The only limitation for refining this kind of talisman is that the cultivation base needs to reach the sixth realm.
Only when you reach the sixth realm can you use your natal vitality and blood to make talismans.
In terms of power, although this kind of talisman is powerful, it has not changed much, so there are very few people in the Immortal Talisman Sect who refine such talismans in large quantities.
Refining the same talisman repeatedly is extremely boring.
What's more, refining this kind of talisman itself will consume one's own vitality and blood.
"Are you crazy!"
So when he saw countless such talismans appearing, even Su Qin froze and couldn't help crying out.
Zhang Yi didn't have time to answer him. Forging the same talisman itself was a means for him to temper his patience, and when he was refining these talismans, he felt that the power of these talismans would be terrible if there were more of them.
Especially with the method of Huangtian Dao Talisman, the power of these Talismans will be completely detonated.
He must first ensure that he will not be directly killed by these talismans.
So at the moment Su Qin couldn't control his emotions and screamed, he ignored the injuries in his body and forced his sea of qi to squeeze out a large amount of true energy again.
At this moment, his body was thrown backward like a stone thrown by a catapult.
Huang Tian Dao Talisman perfectly cooperated with his attack.
A large amount of heaven and earth vitality drawn by the Yellow Heaven Dao Talisman was evenly and quickly injected into these Blood Nitrate Thunder Fire Talismans ignited by his true energy.
Countless clusters of purple-red thunderfires exploded instantly.
The chests of Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi instantly felt as if they were hit by a boulder, and the two of them didn't hear any sound at all, because their ears were so shaken that they couldn't hear the sound at all.
The two of them couldn't breathe, their eyes widened to the extreme, but their pupils kept shrinking.
Before him was an unimaginable picture.
These purple-red thunder fires squeezed each other to form a substance, turning into a huge purple-red light ball, and the thunder light in the light ball was like countless snakes jumping.
In the next instant, these purple-red thunder fires turned into billowing thick black smoke, shooting out.
A shrill and angry cry resounded in the thunder and fire.
Su Qin's figure pierced through the black smoke.
His body was still intact, not even a single piece of his clothes was blown apart, but most of the hundreds of arms protruding from his back had been blown to pieces, and few of them were completely intact.
Countless chi chi sounds sounded in these arms, as if there were many sheepskin valves leaking air.
"Zhang Yi! You still have..."
Looking at the figure of Zhang Yi who had just landed heavily a hundred feet away, Su Qin's eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled bitterly and angrily.
Many scattered Yin Yuan breaths gathered behind him and turned into small black flags.
The power of these small black flags is still strong, and they are about to fly towards Zhang Yi as he draws them.
At this time, he wanted to tell Zhang Yi, what else do you have.
However, before he could finish his sentence, his left leg was already in pain.
A simple, unpretentious, silent flying sword that can be described as extremely sinister has already cut through the inside of his left thigh in an instant, and cut open several of his main meridians in an instant!
This sword is the small sword that Zhang Yi has been holding in his hand!
When he retreated, the small sword quietly remained in the floating soil underground, turning into such a flying sword.
This is just a small method that many sword masters in Changling will use.
However, it was precisely because such a method was so common that Su Qin never thought that Zhang Yi would use such a small method in such a duel!
puff!
Black blood gushes out from the wound!
The small black flags that had just condensed behind Su Qin suddenly collapsed.
Su Qin pressed his palm on the wound on his thigh, even though he used several healing methods of the Qis people in an instant, but the sword intent that constantly invaded the flesh and blood still caused his wound to heal several times It collapsed again, and blood gurgled down the gap between his fingers.
Zhang Yi stood up amidst the dust and debris.
His chest was also full of blood, his back was full of stab wounds, and even embedded with some sharp stones, he looked not much better than Su Qin.
However, seeing Su Qin, who was also severely injured, holding the small sword that flew back, Zhang Yi was even more convinced that he could defeat this junior.
For some reason, at this moment, Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi, who were not far away from him, began to feel that he could defeat Su Qin even though they thought he was not too dominant.
Zhang Yi moves again!
He starts to attack.
The sword in his hand was lifted upwards, and a slightly curved sword light was raised in the air ahead, like a sheep's horn.
"The sword move in Baiyang Cave... Do you really want to teach me as a senior brother?"
Su Qin laughed like a maniac.