Even though he knew he couldn't defeat him, he was still willing to surrender. Even though he was trapped in a corner, he still wanted to give it a try, just in case one day he was able to fight his way out with blood.
Unfortunately, this idea is too naive.
Now that Yu Wen Zhouyuan appeared, how could he not be prepared at all? Seeing the opponent's sword aimed at his head, Yu Wen Zhouyuan actually did not dodge. He shouted violently and burst out with colorful spiritual light. He stretched out his right hand and turned into a giant
fist.
"Creation Divine Fist!"
"What kind of secret technique is this? It's so powerful!" The woman was shocked, but she was a little lucky. The other party was dizzy, and he dared to take his treasure with his hands. He thought that he was so physically strong.
A demon clan.
Even though there are differences between body-refining monks and the talented flesh-based monsters, what is the difference between doing this and seeking death?
A violent look flashed in her eyes, and the woman waved her hands like wheels, firing out spells one after another. The sword light became more and more dazzling, but Yu Wen Zhouyuan turned a blind eye, and the giant fist transformed from her right hand came forward fiercely.
"Stab..." The two touched each other, and a heart-wrenching sound reached the ears, and the spiritual light burst out. The expression of the woman in palace clothes suddenly changed. The moment before, she was obviously ecstatic, but now she was full of stunned shock.
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She almost thought there was something wrong with her eyes.
The Immortal Flying Sword was actually caught in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, like a poisonous snake. No matter how vicious it was before, it was now held within seven inches and could not escape at all.
How is this possible? The opponent was clearly punching, but when did it change to grabbing?
Even the demon clan with extremely strong physical bodies in the later stages of the True Lord, except for a few thick-skinned ones, or those who practice special secret techniques, would never dare to pick up their own fairy swords with bare hands.
However, the facts are facts. The woman looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with eyes full of awe and fear, but she did not intend to give up her life. She stretched out her hand and patted her waist, as if she wanted to take it out.
What other treasures are there?
However, a ball of flame appeared in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, bursting into flames and wrapping the fairy sword.
Blue light flashed, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the fairy sword, and then it broke off inch by inch.
"Pfft..." The woman raised her head and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The magic weapon of her life was destroyed. She was naturally injured due to the connection between her mind and her heart. A smile appeared on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face. He was waiting for this opportunity, and the light flashed as he moved his steps.
, has disappeared from where it was.
Then he came to the girl in palace clothes and held her neck with five hook-like fingers.
"Senior, have mercy on me, junior... I don't dare to do it anymore." The woman in palace attire begged for mercy.
"Hmph, you think you still have a chance?" Yu Wen Zhouyuan said coldly, so what about the woman, he has already given the other party a chance, and it is her evil intentions, so don't blame him Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
People always have to pay the price for their actions, and there is no such thing as mercy in the world of immortality. A "click" sound reached her ears, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had already broken her neck.
In a flash of white light, a small Nascent Soul of the later stage of the True Master appeared in front of him. His features were picturesque, but his face was full of panic. He was clasping his hands in an attempt to escape.
But it was too late, Yuwen Zhouyuan moved one step faster, Qingxia flashed and turned into a ball of light to imprison her.
The woman was frightened and angry, but she was more afraid. Her eyes were rolling wildly, thinking of ways to escape, but Yuwen Zhouyuan could not allow her to argue cleverly, and he used the soul-searching technique without hesitation.
After about a cup of tea, Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head, and then the fire in his hand turned the damn guy into nothingness.
"I see, I didn't expect that there is an incarnation of Jiaowen guarding this cave." Yuwen Zhouyuan touched his forehead with his hand, and there was a look of deep thought on his face. This was a bit troublesome.
I now have two choices, either give up the treasure and turn around and leave. This way, I won't be in trouble, and I don't have to worry about the outcome.
This is not advisable! I finally got here, why should I give up the treasure?
So what about the incarnation outside the body? It's just an incarnation. Yuwen Zhouyuan is confident that although his cultivation is limited by the rules of heaven and earth, and his magic power is limited to the true self stage, his strength should not be reduced much, and he should be able to compete with the Lord Jiaowen's.
Transform yourself into a battle!
Besides, it's not Yu Wen Zhouyuan's character to shrink back. What's more, Yu Wen Zhouyuan doesn't think he will definitely lose. He has to give it a try no matter what.
This time I destroyed the incarnation of Jiaowen, and next time I will fight against the hateful Lord Jiaowen.
The thoughts in my mind turned around, and a surge of pride suddenly filled my chest.
With a flick of his sleeves, a sword light shot out from his fingertips, and a "stab" sound reached his ears, and the huge copper coffin had been cut open.
Boom! The dark wind surged out violently, gray-white corpse energy surged continuously, and a green-faced and fanged monster appeared in sight.
"This..." Although Yu Wen Zhouyuan had known that the old demon's external incarnation was hidden inside, his eyes still showed a look of shock when he glanced over it.
Corpse Demon! The monster in front of me is more than several feet tall. It is a tall zombie with purple-black pupils, a withered face, fangs exposed on the lips, and the entire body is wrapped in gray-white corpse aura.
Could it be that the woman got the information wrong? How could the old demon Jiaowen make the refined corpse into his own incarnation?
Yuwen Zhouyuan is also very knowledgeable, but he has never heard of such a thing.
Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not in the mood to delve into anything. He saw seven or eight storage bags placed in the copper coffin. Each one was bulging. Needless to say, they must be filled with treasures. Of course, if you want to obtain this
Treasure, you must first kill the zombies in front of you.
"Is it you?" A low and hoarse voice reached his ears, and the zombie raised his head, his tone full of surprise.
"You recognize me, so the information is correct. You are really the incarnation of that old guy Jiaowen." Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.
"Yes, you kid, how did you find this place?" The zombie's face was full of surprise. This island is very remote and unremarkable. Even if someone happened to pass by, they would never care at all. How did he know?
, your own secret cave.
"It's nothing surprising. Your true body was traveling abroad, and I took the opportunity to raze your Plague Dragon Island to the ground. Then, through the soul-searching technique, I learned the location of this cave eyebrow from your concubine." Yuwen Zhouyuan
Quietly.
"Nonsense. Although I am traveling in person, the four major disciples are all monks in the late stage of True Lord. What can you, a small True Lord monk, do, not to mention that although I have dozens of concubines,
But no one knows about this secret cave." The zombie yelled.
However, his expression showed a bit of surprise. This kid had a very strong evil aura and strong magic power. If he were caught off guard and suddenly attacked and killed his four disciples, there would be no chance at all.
Of course, he only thought about these concerns in his mind, and did not show any timidity on the surface.
"Believe it or not, although you are not the old demon of Jiaowen, there is no difference in your external incarnation. You indulge your disciples and prey on ordinary people. Today, I will do justice for heaven and kill you!" Yu Wen!
Zhou Yuan said coldly.
Before he finished speaking, he saw the spiritual light flashing in Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeves, the Zhoujin Destruction Sword had swam out, and a white hurricane rose out of the sky, seemingly slow but urgent, as if it was suppressing the opponent,
"Seeking death!" The old devil was furious. Although he was just an incarnation, his temperament was the same as that of Lord Jiaowen. A little cultivator at the peak of the True King actually dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
He laughed angrily, and saw his five fingers together like a knife, raised high, and then swung down downwards.
A bloody light wave emerged, with a strange shape that looked like a huge scythe. The surrounding gray-white corpse energy swarmed towards the light wave, and then collided with the white hurricane.
It seemed that both of them had just struck casually, but how powerful they were. The rumbling sound of explosions reached their ears, and the entire cave suddenly collapsed.
"boom…"
Naturally, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not want to be buried underground, so he broke out of the ground, and the boulders weighing a thousand kilograms were lifted up to a height of a hundred feet by him.
The sky has turned completely dark, the sun has fallen, the sky is like ink, not to mention the moon, there is not even a star, but it has no impact on Yuwen Zhouyuan, even without using the secret skills of spiritual eyes, with the immortal cultivator's ability
My eyesight can still see all the scenery clearly.
Suddenly, a few feet ahead, the space fluctuated, and a tall zombie appeared in sight.
"Boy, go to hell!" The zombie's face was filled with a ferocious smile. He raised his right hand and danced in the air. Countless green claws appeared in his sight, pressing down on him like a gust of wind and rain.
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At such a close distance, Yuwen Zhouyuan had no time to sacrifice any defensive treasures and magic weapons. However, there was no trace of fear on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face.
The "crackling" sound of bones bursting into my ears, I clenched my five fingers, and the muscles in my right hand suddenly swelled. The whole arm was more than a circle bigger than before. It looked extremely out of harmony with the body, but it seemed to be full of energy.
Explosive power.
"The Divine Fist of Creation, shatter the mountain with one punch!" Yuwen Zhouyuan exhaled loudly, as if a thunderbolt had been struck on a sunny day. The light on his right arm was breathed out, and countless runes the size of rice grains appeared. The vitality of the world around him
, also gathered crazily, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan punched him out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan struck, but he saw a golden light rising in the sky, and a huge vortex that twisted the space by a foot or so appeared in his sight.
However, compared with Jin Yi, the cyclone of power is obviously not the same, and can even be said to be so powerful that it makes one's heart palpitate.
The claw light emitted by the incarnation of Lord Jiaowen looked majestic, but at this time, it was like throwing ice and snow into a furnace, melting instantly, and the punch attack issued by Yuwen Zhouyuan, the golden cyclone could not be cast away.
In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed.
"boom!"
Lord Jiaowen couldn't help but be surprised. Although what Yuwen Zhouyuan showed was the peak of the true king, his strength was too incredible.
Surprise, surprise, there is no fear at all on the face of Lord Jiaowen's incarnation. This incarnation was originally made from zombies, and the characteristic of zombies is that they are extremely powerful. The opponent actually dared to hit him with his fists. This is not asking for death.