The two of them were still fighting fiercely without reservation. Yang Wu's fighting spirit was as strong as Ji Qing's, and retreat was impossible.
If Yang Wu fights timidly at this time, he will definitely lose his inner demons. If he cannot break them and stand up again, his future cultivation will be difficult.
How could Yang Wu understand this?
When there was some faint fear in his heart, he quickly understood that how could he be afraid of the difficult road? Even if he died, he should die on the road of pursuing the road instead of shrinking back.
I don't know whether it was because of the strong fighting spirit under the influence of psychology, or because the skills used by Yang Wu had the shadow of Hongmeng Tyrant Technique. Ji Qing was still frightened when fighting. His opponent was already showing signs of decadence and showed signs of counterattack.
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Ji Qing's face was as cold as ice and snow.
Ji Qing's sword came out of his hand and started fighting Yang Wu on its own. Its speed was not even half weaker than in the hands of its master.
Freeing up his hands, Ji Qing raised his hands and made a grasping motion. The warm wood spirit energy on his fingertips flickered, and the luster faded as he played a flute across his mouth.
The music is sometimes as melodious as a cauldron sinking a boat, and sometimes as slow as a boat on a lake. His exquisite skills are rare in the world.
It's as if this was written just for this battle, just to please myself.
Everything Ji Qing does has its own meaning, and he can never underestimate the treasures in the world of cultivation. Treasures are either for improving cultivation or for fighting.
The same is true at this time.
Lu Leyao hid her hands with her sleeves and kept pinching them with her fingers. The spiritual elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, light and darkness were all reflected in her hands, and even the golden light of merit was blessed on her fingers.
"Not good" Lu Leyao's expression suddenly changed.
The positioning plate turned into a speck of dust, as light as every tiny speck of dust in the air. It was very, very small and could not be touched by mental inspection.
Ji Qing flew towards Yang Wu at a fast speed. At the same time, Ji Qing's sword shook violently, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy around him, and the long whale sucked water and surged.
"Buzz buzz..." it let out a violent cry, and once again grew into a huge sword that reached the sky. It was even more powerful than before, and so powerful that no one else could think of disobedience.
Yang Wu held a nine-ring sword, and nine identical nine-ring knives flew out of the storage bag at the same time. The nine-ring knives were mainly nine-ring swords.
Form a nine-ring Yaozhu array.
The sword array was completed, and Yang Wu centered nine nine-ring knives around him, changing their directions instantly and forming a round shield pattern with a strange amplitude.
Ji Qing's uncontrollable magic weapon thrust straight into the round shield and knife formation.
At the same time, Lu Leyao's positioning plate had reached the sky above the battle platform, and the runes on the positioning plate instantly connected with the battle platform formation.
There was a loud "boom", and Yang Wu's formation, with the nine-ring broadsword as the main one and nine nine-ring knives as the auxiliary, collapsed instantly.
The spiritual patterns on the ten knives were broken. Except for the main knife, the other three knives were broken into two sections and fell to the ground lifelessly like scrap metal.
The sword-holding peak was shaking like the earth was shaking. The Yuan Ying Dan Dan, who was a high-level student, had a solemn expression on his face. He said that he would not be torn apart due to the shaking of the heaven and the earth. They were all shocked by this scene.
The foundation-building monks were able to maintain their dignity while cultivating, but the little Qi-training monks were embarrassed. Except for some outstanding people with extraordinary backgrounds and great luck, they were either pushed to the ground, or were knocked over several times.
Ten feet away, it looks like five bodies falling to the ground.
But Ji Qing's sword still moved with great brilliance.
Coming towards Yang Wu to kill him, Ji Qing's expression on the stage changed drastically.
"Junior Brother Yang, retreat quickly!"
There was no way Yang Wu could retreat. His bravery and invincibility just now were all due to the unyielding will in his heart that supported him in the fight.
In fact, he was already at the end of his strength, and was suppressed by such a magical weapon. Although he could maintain his dignity and barely stand on the stage, his feet were nailed to the battlefield as if they had taken root, and he could not move.
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Ji Qingshen rushed after the magic weapon like a fleeting glimpse of the wind. He anxiously pressed the magic formula to summon back the magic weapon. He was so anxious and helpless.
Lu Leyao also made the same movement while covering his face with frost, and never stopped moving his hands.
Ji Qing's roar was so sincere, so many people were moved by it, and Lu Leyao's beautiful eyebrows jumped fiercely.
The two grew up together, and they seemed to understand each other, but also seemed to have never known each other before. Of course, Lu Leyao did not intend to kill Yang Wu in public because of Ji Qing.
If you are not as skilled as others, you can blame others.
It's just that she doesn't like to do something so affectionate and sad, as if she didn't mean it.
It's just that the magic weapon is out of control.
How can a magic weapon that has already lost control be recalled? Even if we can hope for it, it is beyond our ability.
Hengxu Huayang Daojun and Qiqi took action towards the big sword. The vigorous Nascent Soul power gathered overwhelmingly to form a trap and knock down the big sword.
The big face turned out to be weird, one turned into nine.
The other four small swords were divided into two and entangled with the Nascent Soul power of the two Dao Lords Hengxu Huayang. The other five small swords were divided into different directions to kill Yang Wu.
Killing several vital parts of the head, neck, and heart respectively, the level of cunning is such that even if the Ancestor of Transformation God comes here to save him, even so, it is difficult to save his life, and it is impossible to escape the ending of being torn into pieces.
Not to mention those Nascent Souls on the high platform further away, there was no time to save them.
"Boom" sounded loudly again!
When the dust settled, the magic weapons of the Nascent Souls on the high platform could only barely maintain the vibration of the mountain caused by the leakage of spiritual power. It was no longer as big as the first explosion, and would not knock people over.
On the ground.
Taojun Huayang said in a stern voice, "Ji Qing!" His face towards her was no longer as gentle as before.
"Uncle Huayang, this disciple is guilty!"
Ji Qing is neither humble nor arrogant. His attitude towards admitting his mistakes seems to be good, but he is not humble at all.
This is because the magic weapon is out of control. At best, she is not good at learning. The magic weapon is too powerful and contrary to her own strength, and she cannot fully control it.
This kind of thing has never happened before.
Jingwei Daojun said: "Okay, the world has its own rules. Is it normal to have hardships on the road? Monks who practice immortality go against the sky and fight against the world. They should be prepared for life and death if they are not strong enough. Ji Qing did not do it intentionally, but it is true.
His misconceptions are understandable as he has the intention to make up for it. After this competition, he will go to Siguoya to practice for ten years!"
After surrendering himself to death as a disciple, Jingwei Taojun became more and more arrogant and domineering, and together with Lu Yan's master, he was known as the "Shuangjue" of Taiqing. This "jue" means literally.
The end of extinction.
If they don't get what they want, they can really kill people to death.
Taoist Master Jingwei's statement was considered to have a result. Taoist Master Jingyi nodded in agreement, and the other Taoist Masters had nothing to say. This chapter has been completed!