Chapter 143: Defending the enemy, Yuanyang ruler moves, the way to defeat the enemy
Su Twelve's pupils suddenly shrank, and a burst of true energy was injected into the whisk.
Swing the fly whisk vigorously in your hand, and three thousand white threads wind up with great flexibility.
In an instant, these five sharp arrows were entangled.
The whisk was moved smoothly, and a soft force surged out. After a slight pause, the five long arrows staggered and scattered all over the ground.
Easily repelling the oncoming attack, Su Twelve immediately held the Soul-Destroying Nail in his hand and stared at the direction of the arrow with sharp eyes.
In the center of his eyebrows, a silver arc of light was flowing in the Silver Moon Eyes.
"No, we can't drag it on like this any longer!"
"If I can't suppress the toxins in my body, I will definitely die."
Feeling that the toxins in his body were becoming active, Su Twelve's heart continued to sink.
Squinting his eyes, his face looked extremely ugly.
Just as he was about to take action, his heart suddenly trembled, and Su Twelve's eyes narrowed again.
No, the opponent's strength is not inferior to mine. Now that he has taken action, how can his attack be blocked so easily by me?
In my mind, a thought flashed past.
Su Twelve's heart tightened, and he hurriedly summoned a strong wind. He stepped on the invisible steps and used the wind to move more than ten feet to the side in an instant.
At the same time, a large black silk net fell from the sky and landed exactly where he was.
The black threads on the big net shimmered with cold light, and were filled with black air, which was extremely eerie and evil.
Although I don’t know its effect, I think it’s extraordinary that it can be used as a back-up by the opponent.
So cunning!
This man in the dark has so much combat experience, he is definitely not simple!
Su Twelve raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his expression suddenly changed.
Before he could react, he only felt a strong force supporting his body.
Another large black silk net rose from the ground, enveloping his entire body and hanging him in mid-air.
The big net wrapped Su Twelve, and the rich black energy turned into a cold and evil energy, which quickly invaded Su Twelve's body.
Su Twelve Books
He was injured by the poisonous sword, and this evil energy entered his body and immediately detonated the toxins in Su Twelve's body.
The next second, Su Twelve felt that the real energy in his body was stagnant and difficult to circulate. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of ice, and his beard and hair were covered with frost.
In the air, the flying sword controlled by him also trembled and fell to the ground.
"Boy, even if you are as cunning as a fox, you are still very immature in front of an old man!"
Knowing this, an old voice came from a distance.
It's just that this sound comes from all directions, it's so majestic, it seems to be everywhere, making it difficult to identify its location.
"Who are you?" Su Twelve asked immediately. When he spoke, his face was dark, his lips were trembling, and he looked weak.
"What's the use of knowing this for a dying person! Just die!"
All around, the old voice came again, filled with murderous intent.
As the words fell, the blood-red flying sword glowed three more points.
A strange blood-colored light flashed past, taking advantage of Su Twelve's restrained body to come towards him for his life.
"Checkmate? Since you don't want to show up, I can only ask you to come out!"
Su Twelve's eyes turned cold. Faced with this upcoming crisis, he could not even sit still and wait for death.
With a thought in his mind, the Yuanyang Ruler suddenly appeared in the sword pouch behind his back.
The translucent body of the ruler has Yunyang spiritual fire flowing like water in it.
Feeling the rich evil atmosphere surrounding him, in an instant, the Yunyang Spiritual Fire seemed to come alive.
Before Su Twelve could activate it, Yuanyang Ruler bloomed with a ball of golden-orange light.
In the light, a Yuanyang golden flower emerged, unlike before.
At this time, the Yuanyang Golden Flower was wrapped in a layer of light yellow flames, which was the Yunyang Spiritual Fire.
"Zizzizi..."
Under the light, the surrounding evil spirits are like attracted moths, flocking to them.
He pounced forward like a duck.
The Yuanyang Golden Flower received the blessing of this evil spirit, and its flames flourished.
One was ebbing and the other was ebbing, and in the blink of an eye, all the evil spirits around Su Twelve were wiped away.
His body was filled with warmth, and a warm energy quickly flowed through his limbs and bones.
The evil toxins that invaded the body were thus driven away.
Not only that, even the black silk net magic weapon covering his body was ignited by the Yunyang spiritual fire.
The true energy in Su Twelve's body resumed circulation at this moment.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the blood-red flying sword flew towards Su Twelve's eyebrows.
"Qiang!"
At the critical moment, Yuanyang Ruler, urged by Su Twelve, floated in front of him, blocking the incoming flying sword.
The Yuanyang Ruler was originally capable of attacking and defending, but now that it has been upgraded to a spiritual weapon, its power is even greater.
The bloody flying sword couldn't break through Yuanyang Chi's defense at all.
Not only that, at the moment it hit the Yuanyang Ruler, the Yunyang Spiritual Fire took advantage of the situation and emerged along the tip of the sword, instantly covering the entire flying sword in a flame.
Under the flames, the flying sword trembled violently and smoke rose.
Immediately, the flying sword fell to the ground with a clang.
The flame disappeared, the sword was pitted, and there was no magic light at all. It had become a useless sword!
Seeing this scene, Su Twelve breathed a sigh of relief.
He has been suppressed ever since he fell into the formation.
At this moment, Yuanyang Ruler showed his power, and he finally took a breath of pride.
Su Twelve squinted his eyes and couldn't help but secretly feel happy in his heart.
Fortunately, the Yuanyang Ruler Sacrifice was refined into a low-grade spiritual weapon in advance, otherwise, facing this endless offensive, I'm afraid it would be a disaster.
"What? How could this Yuanyang Ruler be a spiritual weapon?!"
The old voice came again, the words trembled slightly, and the voice was filled with incredible shock.
The Yuanyang Ruler was refined by the sect back then.
A top-quality magical weapon was later given to Su Twelve by the Great Elder Ge Tianchuan.
Everyone in the sect knows this.
But no one knew that this Yuanyang Ruler had long been secretly refined into a low-grade spiritual weapon by Su Twelve.
Spiritual weapons are extremely spiritual treasures. They are many times more powerful than pseudo-spiritual weapons, let alone magic weapons.
"Boy, you are really blessed! This low-grade spiritual weapon is going to be determined by old age, and today... I can't even keep you!"
"Come die!!!"
When he spoke again, his voice was full of greed and murderous intent.
The next second, the evil atmosphere around him disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the earth rumbled, and the surrounding boulders quickly gathered together, turning into three huge stone men ten feet tall in an instant.
The stone man is tall, like three moving hills. Each step makes a huge footprint, and the earth trembles with every step.
Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations enveloped the surface of the stone men, making their bodies indestructible.
The stone man raised his fist, like a huge hammer, and hit Su Twelve hard.
The Yuanyang Ruler is not only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but also the most precious treasure of Yuanyang, which is a deadlock against evil spirits and demonic atmospheres.
And this stone man was transformed from the earth element formation and is not restrained by this treasure.
Among the boulders, inside one of the boulders, stood a monk wearing a black cloak and a half-black, half-white mask with a ghostly face.
The monk's eyes shone with eagerness and calmness, and he obviously knew the way of life and death very well.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he formed seals with his hands, and the earth-yellow true energy rolled into the ground, continuously blessing the formation under his feet.
I really didn’t expect that this kid even had a low-grade spiritual weapon.
The power of the spiritual weapon is unbearable. If this kid uses all his strength, he might break the giant stone formation.
However, judging from the previous situation of the Seven Peaks Competition, this kid should not have many defensive means.
It seems...the only way is to attack with thunder and force him to defend with Yuanyang Ruler.