The blood sacrifice has reached its limit, and Ji Yun's cultivation level is no longer possible. The only thing he can rely on is powerful recovery and martial arts. After all, he is not a real Qi Sect yet. He has just temporarily entered this realm by relying on his secret techniques. He has not yet been able to find out the mystery of the Qi Sect realm, but it corresponds to the Qi Sect at its energy level.
"ah!"
Ji Yun roared angrily, his body flew out quickly, and a series of phantoms were drawn in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the Chuangsha.
"Sei Wing! Be careful, don't kill this kid by mistake!" Dunu exclaimed.
"Don't worry! I will pay attention to the right attitude!" Then I clenched my iron arm and swung my right arm, slammed the tip of Ji Yun's sword, and left fist came out and hit Ji Yun's right shoulder.
Ji Yun quickly leaned left along the force of the sword tip being smashed, and he narrowly avoided the heavy iron fist. The spiritual energy attached to the iron fist arm armor brushed the muscles of his shoulders, and a burning pain came.
When he gritted his teeth, he had not had time to stop using the Cable Round move, he inserted his sword body into the ground to support his tilted body. He turned his body and kicked the Cable Round abdomen, and withdrew several feet with the thrust.
Suo Lun was kicked back half a step and snorted coldly: "It's quite slippery..." This kick could not cause any damage to him, and even his protective spiritual energy could not be shaken. After all, Ji Yun's strongest is sword, and his fists and feet are just auxiliary.
On the contrary, Ji Yun was injured as soon as he met. The clothes rubbed by spiritual energy on his right shoulder had become powder, revealing scarlet flesh and blood, but no blood was flowing out. After all, the blood sacrifice had reached its limit, and the blood in his body was extremely low. He dared not let the blood that could barely maintain vitality flow out. It was a behavior of seeking death. Even a drop of blood could become a straw that broke the camel's back at this time.
The red light flashed on his right shoulder, and the wound was slowly healing. Ji Yun stared at the Chuanglun, and just took a slight test, he could roughly guess that his cultivation level was around the middle level of the Qi Sect.
Even if Ji Yun meets him alone, it will be difficult to get out, let alone an air sect is eyeing him.
Moreover, Ji Yun also found that the other party wanted to capture him alive and would not kill him, and at most he would be seriously injured.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a red light flashed in his eyes. The crazy look on his face had not diminished. The sword was raised flat and the dazzling red light spurted out, quickly wrapping the entire sword body. After three breaths, the sword in Ji Yun's hand turned into a two-meter-long spiritual sword. The light of the sword flowed, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
"Are you still going to struggle to death?" Duonu, who was standing aside, sneered at Ji Yun's behavior, and thought to himself: At such a critical moment, you actually use the spiritual energy to condense the sword. You are such an idiot.
The method of Condensing Swords by the Spiritual Qi Master can be used by warriors above Qi Master. Although the attack power is strong, the consumption is very huge. Most warriors will leave powerful killer moves until the end of fighting. However, the remaining spiritual energy is no longer enough to Condensing Swords. It is a purely useless skill. In the battle between warriors of the same level, most of them will win if they have the remaining spiritual energy, and the only thing they consume is to be slaughtered.
Although there is no spiritual energy and power, there is almost no body-building method in Yuntian Continent. Even if there is one, it is useless. All the warriors need to forge their body are precious spiritual medicines. It is impossible to get all of them in Yuntian Continent. So who can match warriors with the same level with just using their power?
Therefore, no one can use this kind of spiritual energy sword-condensing method except when he is really trying hard.
Ji Yun used this method for the second time. As soon as the sword began to condense, he felt the spiritual energy in the sea of qi flowing out like flowing water, and the sword in his hand became more and more solid.
"It seems that he is really trying hard!" Suo Lun looked at Ji Yun calmly, with no nervous expression on his face. He was confident that even if Ji Yun tried hard, he would not hurt him at all.
Ji Yun took a step forward and the blood-colored sword slashed straight down.
Suo Lun punched the sword, and the spiritual sword shattered. Ji Yun groaned and took two steps back, his face becoming paler.
"Boy, you'd better follow us obediently. His fists are not so good!"
Listening to Dunu's sarcasm, Ji Yun didn't care at all. He condensed the spiritual sword again and again, swung it again and again, and the explosion sounded louder and louder.
As Ji Yun sneered, a fairy used the way out, and a large piece of red silk rushed out, sweeping across the street and coming to the front of Suohuang.
"It's really troublesome!" Suo Lun was a little impatient, his eyes narrowed, and the iron fist arm armor flashed coldly, and he swung out a punch. The strong fist wind hit the blood silk, and an extremely strong explosion sounded, and the ripples in the space spread out in circles, raging in the air like a hurricane, lifting the roofs of many houses away.
Noisy voices sounded, and residents of the houses on the street walked out of the houses to check, but were stunned. The street was covered with gravel pits, four headless corpses were lying in the storm, and blood had been washed away by the rain. Three people were floating in the air, ready to fight at any time.
The residents of the imperial capital have a wide range of knowledge. Even a pig brain understands that it is three Qi Zong warriors fighting duels, and they run away with their heads covering their heads, fearing that they will be affected.
After a while, Ji Yun, Suolun and Dunu were left in the street again.
Suo Lun had a gloomy face: "I am worthy of being the second son of the Ji family, so scheming!"
"Haha, if you have too much award, how can you compare to Prime Minister Cha Kelin of the Tarot Empire?" Ji Yun's figure was shaking in the air, but his eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent. He had guessed something long ago. In Yuntian Continent, the only person who had just hit the Ji family was paying attention, and he was Prime Minister of the Tarot Empire...
"Surely smart!" Suo Lun sneered: "Donu, the noise is too loud now, which may disturb the strong people. Fight quickly!"
"Okay!" Dunnu responded, his figure suddenly rose, and his green claws swung out.
The two of them put away their playing mentality, hoping to take Ji Yun away, and that the attack position could make him lose the power of resistance.
Although Ji Yun was at the end of his strength at this time, the time limit for the blood sacrifice had not yet passed.
"A few breaths! I only have a few breaths to go!" A crazy flame burned in Ji Yun's eyes, and a roar was roaring, and a bloody sword condensed again. A dazzling red light flashed, covering the three of them in an instant.
"Moon-Chasing Sword!"
Ji Yun's roar came from the sky, and four blood-colored swords soared into the sky, slashing towards the space covered by red light with an unyielding momentum.
"Crack!"
The red light disappeared, the blood-colored sword broke inch by inch, Dunnu's breathing was a little rapid, and the green light on his claws slowed down a little, while Suolun's body was still upright, and his sharp eyes were tightly locking on Ji Yun.
Although Ji Yun had already predicted that this result was, he was a little disappointed. This was his strongest attack. When using martial arts in the state of condensed Qi into a sword, the consumption would increase by a factor of increasing, and the attack power would naturally increase. However, even Ji Yun could only barely use one move in such a state, and the remaining spiritual energy would not support him to continue using the second move.
"Who dares to be presumptuous in the imperial capital!"
The old roar echoed over the imperial capital, which made Ji Yun happy. Such a consumed attack was not ineffective. At least the attack range was large and the movement would be larger, so it would naturally be discovered by the strong men in the imperial capital.
"Donu! Hurry! Grab him together!"
Duonu waved his claws again, and the tips of his claws glowing green toward Ji Yun's shoulders.
Ji Yun twisted his body and narrowly avoided it. An iron fist came towards him again. The speed of the iron fist was much faster than that of the green claws. Looking at the iron fist that was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, he wanted to avoid it but couldn't escape it. Ji Yun felt powerless.
Seeing the iron fist magnifying rapidly in his eyes, he felt a little enlightened in his heart, as if he had grasped something, his waist subconsciously twisted, and his body miraculously appeared outside the step.
A confident punch fell into nothing. Suo Lun was a little surprised, but he calmed down immediately and swung the punch like thunder and fire again.
Just as he avoided a punch, Ji Yun felt happy, but in the blink of an eye, he punched him again. The sound of a bone breaking came from Ji Yun's waist, and he was hit twice and lay on the ground.
"What a troublesome boy!" Dunu spat, and wanted to step forward and grab Ji Yun who had lost his ability to resist.
"Dare you, thief!" A loud shout exploded in Donu's ears like thunder, and his whole head was buzzing. He was slightly calmed and saw an old man in a red robe blocking Ji Yun's face, looking at him with a gloomy face.
In the blink of an eye, another old man in a golden robe landed beside Ji Yun and checked his injuries.
"Takahashi! Fu Qingsheng!" After seeing the visitor, Suo Lun shrank his eyes and gritted his teeth and said the names of the two.
Fu Qingsheng also turned his head to look at Suo Lun, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "So Lun! You actually dare to come to Yaori Empire!"
"Duu! Run!" Suo Lun shouted at the top of his lungs, and his figure flew out first, thinking: ***, why are the first two old guys coming out?
If someone else came, he would dare to fight to take Ji Yun away, but he came to Fuqingsheng, and there was Takahashi, the dean of the Shenwu Academy. These two warriors of almost the antique level of Yuntian Continent made him lose all the idea of fighting.
"Want to leave? Have you asked me if I'm this old bone?" Fu Qingsheng snorted coldly and slapped his palms from the air. The golden palm wind mixed with powerful energy was printed on the body of Chuanglun and Dunu who had run for a distance.
The palm wind suddenly penetrated Donu's chest, shattering his vitality, and his eyes were unwilling to fall on the ground.
After all, the strength of the volcano is fifth level higher than that of Dunnu. He turned around and raised his arms to block the fierce palm wind with his arm armor. The palm wind shattered the arm armor like a shattered blow, and then hit his chest, causing his chest to sink, spew out a mouthful of blood, and quickly flew backwards with the power of the palm wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph! You're lucky!" Fu Qingsheng snorted coldly, and did not chase after him. Instead, he came to Takahashi and asked anxiously: "How is Xiaoyun?"
"Oh!" Takahashi sighed, closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Damn! You old guy! Tell me what you have!"
Takahashi glanced at Fuqingsheng with an anxious look on his face, closed his eyes and sighed again...