Wudang Master in The Other World

Chapter 385: Boy, don't be proud

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Condensing the nine-day nine-flavored fire-gathering cauldron of the heaven-defying level on the body completely, the body and the artifact were combined into one, Yang Tian was extremely powerful. No matter it is any sharp knife, it won't break even if it hits it with a stabbing.

Yang Tian shrank whole body! Soft! Any knife stabbed on the body seemed to be cut into a cotton bag. At this moment, Yang Tian's whole body swelled violently. It was just the soft and hard body that stretched and expanded, and the flames all over his body exploded like a bead. Up.

When all the attacks of the two big beasts, the Nebula Longjiao and the Jiufeng Ghost Car, reached Yang Tian's side, his whole body was shocked and numb.

"Nine days and nine flavors are real fire, all in all directions!"

Yang Tian bent his hand and turned his arm outward, like a runner, tearing out arcs under his feet. The movement of the body, between the shaking of the arm, and the whole body, on the lines of the Nine Heavens and Nine Flavors Gathering Fire Ding, the light was brilliant, but there was no sound of wind, it was a serene silence and a sea of fire.

However, the Nebula Longjiao and Jiufeng Ghost Cars that surrounded him all hit him in the arm, as if the wind was blowing wheat, they flew out a hundred meters away, motionless, lying on the ground, dying.

Even the three heads in the middle of the Jiufeng Ghost Car fell on the ground without making a sound.

It was as if it was Yang Tian's hand that instantly drew the vitality of all the creatures surrounding him, causing them to die unclearly.

Between the shaking of this arm and the spinning of his body, Yang Tian's other hand seemed to be hidden and disappeared without a trace. However, when the peacock's large sword on the Sword of Demon Sword fell, he disappeared. Suddenly, the other hand appeared, suddenly enlarged, covering the sky and the sun. One finger flicked on the sword light, and then naturally, the elbow was attached to it, with the lines of the nine-day and nine-flavor gathering fire cauldron, The sword's edge wrapped in Wandao Jianguang, exhaled and slapped it!

Wow!

Between his palms, it was like a huge frog that suddenly screamed, followed by the sound of frogs everywhere, sweeping away the just dead and quiet atmosphere, and replacing it with vitality!

Snap shots with one palm break the harsh winter, and rejuvenate the earth, full of vitality. This kind of fist and fist is close to the true meaning of martial arts.

The peacock, which came flying faster than a crossbow arrow, opened a large sword formation, but Yang Tian was able to resolve it repeatedly and lost the offensive.

After that, Yang Tian clasped his five fingers tightly, clinging to the ten thousand swords, his entire arm was thick, and it kept swinging, as if the ten thousand swords were the tail of a peacock with infinite power. After being held, he would twist and fly. go.

"Martial arts is really horrible! Is this the real nine-day and nine-flavor gathering fire cauldron?"

Wu Ling felt that the peacock's large sword array blooming out of the Seven Stars Sword was held by the pattern of the gods on Yang Tian's body. Although he used all his spiritual power to urge the sword to struggle, the opponent The strength in his hand is like the oppression of a mountain, but he can't get out.

Wan Dao Jianguang was caught by a hand!

"Do you still want to die?"

With one hand, Yang Tian grabbed the peacock's tail, which was struggling fiercely. In addition, his body flashed and moved two or three miles away, his eyes swept around the surviving Nebula Dragon Jiao, Wu Ling.

From the start to the present, with just a few words of effort, now the nine heads of the divine beast Jiufeng Ghost Car have been completely burned to coke, and even the Nebula Dragon Jiao and Long Zhan have been knocked over to the ground, life and death are unknown.

However, Wu Ling's peacock opened a large sword formation, and now it was also grasped by Yang Tian with one hand, and he couldn't let it go.

With a lean, Long Zhan stood up in horror, unexpectedly lost the courage to fight again, and did not dare to surround him.

The method Yang Tian just broke out was really appalling. Although Long Zhan who survived by chance didn't lack the courage to desperately, he knew that his opponent could easily slaughter himself and go up to death. This was not courage, but stupidity.

"Wu Ling, although you have the Sacred Sword of Immortal Sword and the Sword of Spelling Demon, and this Sword can also be called a divine weapon, I can't help it, I can't destroy this Sword of Spelling Demon, but don't forget, this son The Nine Heavens and Nine Flavors Gathering Fire Ding is also a divine weapon." Yang Tian grasped the sword light of the ten thousand dao stubbornly, and did not dare to relax at all, his eyebrows rose and he sighed: "Wu Ling, I advise you to give up. !"

Although Wu Ling could hear Yang Tian's words, he turned a deaf ear to his ears, and from a place ten miles away, he ran the Demon Seven-Star Sword with all his strength to accumulate strength.

He drove the sword and shook, flew up, and competed with Yang Tian for strength. He also knew that Yang Tian, a scumbag, would take a huge amount of power to capture and hold the flying sword. It was definitely not that easy.

"Wu Ling, are you still struggling? Then don't blame me for making heavy moves."

After Yang Tian smiled coldly, his body moved again, and he grabbed Wu Ling's body that was ten miles away, where he used the talisman seal of the formation.

Seeing Yang Tian from a distance, Wu Ling Dangmo Qixing Sword pointed! Huh! An invisible ancient demon totem was condensed out of thin air, appeared behind Yang Tian, and slashed directly!

"Ancient Demon God Array?"

It was almost Wu Ling's spirit condensing the air flow, and when the ancient demon totem was not formed, Yang Tian's mouth popped out six words.

He seemed to recognize that this totem of the Demon God descended from the sky was a unique method on the Sword of Demon Spelling Seven Stars.

Condensing the void spiritual power with spiritual thoughts, resulting in various air knives, air swords, and air snakes, and finally condensed into the ancient demon totem, which can also shock and explode, and the power and lethality are almost equivalent to a divine beast. Can tear the flesh and burst the spirit.

Huh!

The ancient demon god totem slashed towards his back. Yang Tian didn't even look at it. He drew an arc under his feet and made a move. A series of afterimages swayed from his body. None of them hurt him.

The wind knife smashed into the air and exploded, shockingly gust of wind, and then disappeared.

"It turns out that you have written the ancient formation talisman in your Swinging Demon Sword, no wonder, no wonder." After dodge the attack of the ancient demon god, Yang Tian's cold voice remained unchanged, even mixed with some small jokes. The distance from Wu Ling's body was even closer.

No matter how dangerous and fierce it is, Yang Tian always walks leisurely, as if there is nothing in the world that can move him. Even Wu Ling, who was constantly releasing the Zhenwu Talisman seal scripture ten miles away, clearly felt Yang Tian's calmness, and his heart became more determined to kill this scumbag.

Wu Ling looked at the sky, it was already dusk, and the appearance of the stars was just a matter of time.

He was determined in his heart: "Hmph, I will make you proud for a while. Wait until the evening, I want you to look good!"