Zheng Shiyi's face turned stern, and he suddenly pushed one foot hard on the ground. His body suddenly stopped, and then the sole of his foot supporting the ground suddenly exerted force, and his body turned to one side at a weird angle and turned to the side.
Yasha clan's joint twisting technique!
From the side, a cold sword energy fell almost close to the body. Although the long knife did not hit the body, it just passed by the sword energy, but it felt like a sharp dagger had been scratched through the skin, and there was a stinging pain. feel.
Just as he dodged the attack of the black sword, Mizuno Yang's short figure appeared in front of him, and the shield in his hand that seemed to be even bigger than his body suddenly flew out. There was an iron chain on the shield connected to the other end of his palm. .
The shield flew past, and the surrounding space seemed to be cut into pieces, revealing a clear scratch.
Can't dodge!
Zheng Shiyi flicked his wrist, and a strong smell of blood spread in the air. The blood-red Blood Prison Pagoda appeared. He reached out and grabbed the Blood Prison Pagoda and smashed it against the falling shield.
In the air, bursts of buzzing sounds were blown, and the sound was as loud as an eagle covering the sky, flapping its wings and flying down.
The surrounding air seemed to be exploded by a huge sound at this moment, making crisp detonation sounds, and the surrounding space trembled faintly under the blow.
The next moment, the Blood Hell Pagoda collided with the shield.
What a magic strategy!
The real magic strategy in Zheng Shiyi's body was running rapidly, and a seemingly endless black aura spread out and poured into the Blood Hell Pagoda along his arms.
In the Blood Hell Pagoda, tens of thousands of blood essences boiled at the same time. The entire tower seemed to be burning crazily, and a feeling of blood connection came.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to be plunged into a world of blood.
The strong smell of blood was even pungent to the point of nostrils.
The blood-red tower body collided with the shield on the opposite side, as if two meteorites the size of mountains were colliding together. A loud noise that seemed like a thunderbolt in the clear sky immediately erupted, and the world seemed to completely explode at this moment. Open normally.
Waves of sound surged around in a manner that was even visible to the naked eye.
Where the tower body collided with the shield, a ball of extremely bright sparks burst out. The sparks from the friction between the tower body and the shield splashed onto the ground, and even ignited every weed on the ground.
Under the collision, the huge shield fell back.
Mizuno Yang's whole arm trembled violently, and the whole arm seemed to lose its intuition for an instant. Then his body trembled, and a huge force came, flowing along the arm and all over his body in an instant, and the energy and blood in the body surged crazily due to the impact. He stood up and retreated backwards uncontrollably. There was a deep look of surprise in his eyes that were much smaller than ordinary people.
It's so powerful. My martial spirit is a mountain god martial spirit that is famous for its strength. It is best at frontal combat. Even Su Yi'an, who is best at frontal combat among the so-called top ten warriors of the Holy Tomb, would not be afraid of him in a head-on collision.
However, he was the one who suffered the loss in the head-on collision, especially since Zheng Shiyi hurriedly responded to his own attack after dodging the sneak attack of the Black Killing Sword. Even so, he was repulsed. If he attacked with all his strength, wouldn't he be seriously injured?
A sense of horror suddenly arose in Mizuno Yang's heart. If Zheng Shiyi were allowed to continue to grow and reach the third level of Soul Refining Realm like himself, how terrifying would he be!
When Zheng Shiyi and Shui Yeyang collided, they also took a few steps backwards. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This Shui Yeyang was short in stature, but his strength was terrifying.
Suddenly, another strong wind blew through the air.
Feng Weiqiang, who had never made a move, jumped out from the side. She stretched out her palms and spread her fingers apart. Her palms quickly grew in size, as if they were covered with a pair of iron hands, and her five fingers turned into rootless and extremely sharp blades. The dagger was slashed in front of Zheng Shiyi.
The fingers were sharp and cut through the air, leaving clear cracks immediately.
No, it's too late to dodge.
Zheng Shiyi looked at the sharp claws that were already close in front of him, raised his right fist and punched forward.
The power to lift mountains!
On his right arm, muscles swelled rapidly, and he punched forward.
Liuhe magic power, earth evil barbarian spirit palm, thunder strike!
Above the body, waves of brown earth power surged rapidly into his arms, and with a punch, his fist seemed to turn into an extremely towering mountain, pressing down towards the opposite side.
And on top of this high mountain, there seemed to be waves of thunder lingering, as if they were golden electric snakes, beating constantly, trying to electrocute everything around them into a piece of charcoal.
Faintly, there was also a shadow of a wild giant flashing past, hidden in this punch that contained endless power.
The punch was filled with endless and heavy power, but it was also extremely violent.
Before her fist landed, a swirling hurricane had already rolled up. The strong wind blew, and Feng Weiqiang's black hair danced wildly in the wind, but her short hair actually looked like a crazy witch.
She waved her palms rapidly in front of her, and claw marks visible to the naked eye flew up, tearing apart the strong wind blowing in front of her, and the hurricane retreated to both sides.
The next moment, a pair of her palms swiped across Zheng Shiyi's arms, and her sharp fingers were like the claws of the legendary Blood Demon Eagle, easily piercing the skin on Zheng Shiyi's arms.
Feng Weiqiang grabbed hard with her palm, and the barbs on her fingers went deep into her muscles.
Almost at the same time, Zheng Shiyi's fist also hit her arm heavily, and in an instant, a sound that seemed to be hitting an iron stone came out.
Feng Qiangwei's slender body trembled violently, and an overwhelming force poured out. The violent force of the impact caused her arm to flick open, and the barbs that penetrated Zheng Shiyi's muscles were withdrawn, but they brought up pieces of Pieces of flesh with blood.
"Pfft..."
Feng Weiqiang's throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The violent force rushed into her body along her arms, but the impact shocked all the internal organs in her body.
One of Zheng Shiyi's arms has turned into a bloody mess, revealing the dense white bones under the muscles. The blood in the exposed muscles has turned green, and even the bones have been affected, showing a green color and a sense of dizziness. It even arises from the mind.
Her attacks are poisonous!
The dragon grass martial soul in Zheng Shiyi flew out with a bang, and countless vines, branches and leaves emerged, quickly repairing his injured body, and at the same time, he even more frantically absorbed the toxins introduced into his body.
Feng Weiqiang looked at Zheng Shiyi's injured wound, which quickly returned to normal flesh and blood color, and a deep look of surprise appeared on her face. His martial spirit could actually detoxify.
A large part of the reason why he is known as one of the ten strongest people in the Holy Tomb is because his claw attacks contain terrifying toxins.
Let alone a warrior at the first level of the Soul Refining Realm, even a quasi-existence at the fourth level of the Soul Refining Realm will be greatly affected by his own poison, and even the third son will have a headache if he is poisoned by his own poison.
But Zheng Shiyi, his martial spirit can detoxify so quickly. Even an extraordinary martial spirit wouldn't be so terrifying.
What kind of martial spirit is this martial spirit? How can there be such a martial spirit in the world!
“Chichi…”
There were chissing sounds in the air, one step behind Feng Weiqiang's attack, and seven colorful rays of light slid down from his side. Each ray of light seemed to be filled with endless destructive power, and each one seemed to be cast by a peerless master. It was a blow that used all his skills in his life.
Every ray of light seems to be able to penetrate the mountains easily, and even the sun and moon in the sky can penetrate!
Before Zheng Shiyi could stabilize his figure, seven rays of light had already fallen!
Can't escape!
Zheng Shiyi looked solemn, and eight black dragon-like gases swam out of his body, lingering around his body as if protecting him.
I don’t understand the devil!
The current level of cultivation is enough to completely release the eight demonic dragon energy of the incomprehensible demon.
"Roar!"
An explosive roar came from the side, and Honghu suddenly jumped towards Zheng Shiyi's side, his huge body completely blocking Zheng Shiyi behind him.
Seven colorful rays of different colors fell and completely bombarded Honghu. Suddenly Honghu let out a scream that seemed to be very tragic, and his body continued to fly down in the direction of Zheng Shiyi under the impact.
In the next breath, its body collided with Zheng Shiyi's body.
Zheng Shiyi suddenly felt a huge force coming towards him, and his body flew about ten feet to one side and landed on the ground. As the distance between him and Mizuno Yang and the others widened, the countless gun shadows in the sky finally showed no scruples. It fell like a downpour, beating wildly on his body.
The eight black dragon auras rotated rapidly. Although all the gun shadows were blocked, as the gun shadows continued to fall, in just one or two breaths, the color of each demonic dragon aura changed. They all became dim and looked as if they would break at any moment.
"blocked!"
"Uncle Ten Wings, he actually blocked the attacks of three masters of Su Yian's level with his own strength. It should not be said that it was four. Qi Xuanlang's strength is no less than the other three!"
"This is the only one in the Holy Tomb except Shuanglong and Sanzi. They all attacked together, and there were even nine other masters who formed a formation to attack from a distance, but Uncle Master still blocked it!"
"Uncle Master is only at the first level of Soul Refining Realm, but they are already at the third level of Soul Refining Realm!"
In the distance, the ten members of the Sword Controlling Sect looked blankly at Zheng Shiyi, who had withstood the opponent's first round of attacks. Their hearts were filled with shock. They were able to enter this holy tomb, and they were not unknown in the Sword Controlling Sect. .
When Uncle Shiyi entered the sect, his strength was not necessarily higher than theirs, but what about now
In just a few months, Uncle Shiyi has grown to a height that they can only look up to.
While several people were sighing, a voice suddenly came out from the side without any warning: "Go quickly, leave quickly!"
(End of chapter)