Chapter 1215 The overall situation has been decided!
The hot flow from the elixir also woke Yang Xiaobao up in an instant, and his dazed thoughts suddenly improved a lot.
It was as if there was endless strength in his body, supporting Yang Xiaobao to stand up.
"Huh...this is the power of the tenth level of Hou Tian Realm."
Yang Xiaobao clenched his fist gently, and he seemed to be able to feel the infinite power contained in his body, which was dozens of times more powerful than his own acquired power!
"Huh? You can still stand up. I really underestimate you."
The black-robed monk came closer and was very surprised to see that Yang Xiaobao could still stand up.
I originally thought that the attack just now had completely broken down Yang Xiaobao's resistance.
"It seems that your physical body is not weak, then..."
The black-robed monk wanted to say something else, but Yang Xiaobao didn't give him this chance. He immediately used Houtian Gangqi with all his strength and slashed out a sword from the gentian in his hand!
The sword energy burst out, flowing out like a long waterfall, blooming with bright brilliance, heading straight towards the black-robed monk!
"How is it possible..."
The black-robed monk was caught off guard and was overwhelmed by Yang Xiaobao's sword energy.
Then another sword light shot into the sky, as bright as the bright sun and as gorgeous as a shooting star. In an instant, it cut off the bloody spear that had pierced the three deacons and saved the three deacons.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Xiaobao moved, passed the three deacons, and rushed towards the black-robed monk.
The gentian in the hand was stimulated, and as a spiritual treasure, a dazzling spiritual brilliance bloomed at this moment, and the sword energy roared, becoming even more powerful!
The sword energy surged one after another, like a river, pouring in one after another.
"ah!"
However, the black-robed monk roared angrily and used Houtian Gang Qi to fight against the sword energy. With the blood-colored armor on his body, he actually rushed out of the wave of sword energy!
However, the blood-colored armor was also quite damaged. It was obvious that Yang Xiaobao's sword energy had caused huge damage.
Yang Xiaobao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he endured the pain and used his skills.
The power of Qi and blood is surging, the physical body is beating like thunder, and the Houtian Gang Qi is as vast as a long river soaring into the sky. They all surge together, merge into one, and chop it down with the gentian in the hand!
Boom!
In an instant, Longdan seemed to have split through all obstacles and landed in front of the black-robed monk.
The blood-colored Houtian Gang Qi could not be blocked, and was torn apart by the sword energy. The bloody armor could not be blocked, and was torn apart by the gentian!
The sword fell, the sword energy rose, and the black-robed monk was sent flying.
The sword energy continued unabated, cutting off the mountain top, and finally cut deeply into a nearby mountain peak, and also embedded the black-robed monk in it.
The power of a sword is so terrifying!
Yang Xiaobao used all his strength to strike out with the sword, but he was completely weak. He held the sword and stood firm.
His acquired Gang Qi and Qi and blood power seemed to have been drained away in one breath, and waves of weakness came from his limbs and bones.
"It's so scary, this, this sword..."
The three disciples watched Yang Xiaobao cut off half of the mountain with one sword, and then the sword energy surged into the sky, carving out a long sword-marked grotto on a nearby mountain. They were speechless in horror.
This kind of combat power is probably not weaker than the tenth level of Hou Tian Realm!
"Is his cultivation a secret method, an elixir, or a special spiritual treasure?"
The three injured deacons were also shocked by Yang Xiaobao's terrifying combat power.
They are well-informed and know more about things that can suddenly increase their combat power.
Any method that can greatly increase one's combat power and cultivation will have some side effects. The more powerful the method, the greater the side effects.
"His sword is already at the level of Lao Lu. I'm afraid it will do a lot of damage to himself."
The deacon surnamed Yang had the highest level of cultivation and the most thorough understanding. At this time, his eyes looking at Yang Xiaobao were full of worry.
Yang Xiaobao didn't know what others were thinking at this moment, but he held his sword very cautiously and was on guard. He used the Tianyang breathing method and the sword refining technique to do his best to recover himself.
It is very difficult to deal with warriors at the tenth level of the Houtian realm, especially warriors like the black-robed monks who have bloody figures as armor. I am afraid that one sword is not enough.
Bang!
In the Jianhen Grotto, a figure slowly flew out.
Most of the blood-colored armor on his body has been broken into pieces and is so mutilated that it cannot be restored. Even one of his arms was cut off!
It was cut from the shoulder to the waist, covered with blood.
"I really underestimated you..."
The black-robed monk said in a hoarse voice, looking at Yang Xiaobao, full of anger, resentment and unwillingness.
Yang Xiaobao's sword was so terrifying that even now when I think about it, I still have lingering fears. If it weren't for the bloody armor created by the Gu Master's Gu technique, I might have died by Yang Xiaobao's sword just now!
But even so, one arm was lost!
Boom!
Before the black-robed monk and Yang Xiaobao could catch their breath, a violent explosion suddenly came from the sky, attracting everyone's attention.
Whether it was the vision of a fire dragon burning the sky or the sight of a sea of blood, they all suddenly disappeared!
Then a figure, engulfed in blazing flames, fell down and slammed into the dense forest not far away, causing a large earthquake and breaking countless ancient trees!
"Who lost?"
Yang Xiaobao, the black-robed monk, and the disciples and deacons of the Tiandi Sect all had this thought at the same time.
The vision in heaven has disappeared, and no one knows who will win and who will lose.