"Stop being so fussy, hit me if you want!" Qingyang said impatiently.
Qingyang's words completely angered the short man. A small first-level foundation-building monk on the other side actually took the initiative to provoke himself, a third-level foundation-building monk. He really didn't know how to live or die. He snorted coldly and said: "Humph, since
If you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then I will help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the foundation-building monk had a thought, and a seven or eight-foot-long purple gold dragon sword appeared in the air, transformed into a dragon-shaped light and shadow, and struck Qingyang.
Qingyang had already made preparations for a long time. He took out the three spiritual swords of Qingmu Sword, Hantan Sword and Qianfeng Sword, and displayed his special skill Three Yuan Sword Formation, a huge sword formation with countless swords.
The sword shadow moved towards the purple gold dragon sword.
The current situation is extremely unfavorable for Qingyang. It is difficult for the iron-armed monkey to defeat the tall third-level foundation-building monk, and it is difficult for the alcoholic queen bee to hold off the fifth-level foundation-building monk for a long time. Once the fifth-level foundation-building monk is
Once the monks are out of trouble, the situation on Qingyang's side will quickly collapse, and there will be no hope of victory, so Qingyang must make a quick decision and kill the others before that happens.
Seeing the power of Qingyang's sword formation, the short third-level foundation-building monk was also a little surprised. He did not expect that Qingyang, a first-level foundation-building monk, could actually use such a powerful sword formation. As soon as this sword formation was used,
It can cause huge pressure on yourself.
Although the short monk was surprised, he still felt a little disdain for Qingyang, because the other party's cultivation level was much lower than his. He felt that Qingyang's sword formation was evenly matched with his, and no one could do anything about him.
It is simply impossible to defeat yourself.
The short monk quickly paid the price for his carelessness. The Purple Gold Panlong Sword struck the three-yuan sword formation without causing any waves at all. It flew back faster than before, and the three-yuan sword array flew back faster than before.
The sword formation continued to kill the short monk.
Seeing that the power of the sword formation on the opposite side had not decreased much, and would soon fall on him, the short monk was horrified, but at this time, it was too late to use other means, and he could only use the true energy throughout his body.
, activating the body’s defensive shield.
When encountering the Three-Yuan Sword Formation, the defensive shield of the foundation-building monk was like paper and was instantly destroyed. However, the short monk also had a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon on his body. It was just that things happened in a hurry, and the defensive spiritual weapon was
The power has not yet been activated to its maximum extent.
Just hearing a bang, the Three-Yuan Sword Formation broke through the defensive spiritual weapon and struck the short foundation-building monk. The two consecutive layers of defense also consumed most of the energy of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation. The short monk continued
He took five or six steps back and fell to the ground.
Looking at him at this time, he was completely naked, with wounds of all sizes everywhere. There was not a single piece of intact flesh and blood on his body, and a large area of blood and flesh was sprayed out, almost dyeing the entire surrounding area red. Received from this
He was severely injured. Although the short monk was not dead yet, he was already unable to move. He lost half of his life and was left to be slaughtered.
Naturally, Qingyang would not miss such a good opportunity. He raised a flying sword and struck the short monk's head. Facing the attack, the short monk could not resist and could only ask for help from the tall monk next to him.
It's just that the tall monk was dragged by the iron-armed monkey. Not to mention that he couldn't get rid of the iron-armed monkey. Even if he could free his hands, it would be too late. With a pop, the spiritual sword struck the short man.
The short monk's neck and head instantly fell to the side, and then Qingyang cast a spell to release a ball of flame, which burned the short monk's body and soul completely.
After taking care of the short monk, Qingyang quickly turned his spirit sword around and cooperated with the iron-armed monkey next to him. One person and one monkey joined forces to deal with the tall third-level monk.
Qingyang killed the short monk cleanly just now. This was because Qingyang's Three-Yuan Sword Formation was extremely powerful, but also because the other party was too careless and underestimated Qingyang's strength. Otherwise, although Qingyang would have won in the end,
But it won't be won so quickly.
Although the tall monk didn't have time to save his companion, he knew Qingyang's true strength and knew that the boy's cultivation level was not high, but the sword formation he used was so powerful that he could kill even the third-level monks of the Foundation. There you go.
The short monk learned from the past, the tall monk will naturally not give Qingyang an opportunity to take advantage of, and every time he faces Qingyang, he has added a lot of insurance.
The tall monk was extremely cunning. Two quarters of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Qingyang did not hurt the other party. This was partly because the tall monk was stronger than the short monk, but the more reason was that the other party was more cautious.
Don't give Qingyang a chance to cheat.
In desperation, Qingyang could only resort to head-to-head combat. He and the Iron-armed Monkey teamed up to hold the opponent down, and then used the three-yuan sword formation to attack forcefully. In this case, the tall monk could only fight head-on.
, although he was more prepared than the short monk, but facing the huge power of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation, injuries were inevitable. Before long, the tall monk's defense methods had been exhausted, and his body suffered continuous heavy injuries, and even his movements were unable to move.
Much slower.
No one could take advantage of this hard-fought approach. The tall monk suffered heavy injuries, and the true energy in Qingyang's body was almost completely consumed. His spiritual mind was overloaded, and the energy and blood in his body were boiling, as if it were boiling.
Like boiling water, there is a danger of riots at any time.
Not only Qingyang, but also the iron-armed monkey's condition was not much better. His physical strength was almost exhausted, and he suffered numerous injuries. Blood flowed down his hair and formed blood scabs. Especially on his back, because
Once he failed to dodge, he was hit directly by the tall monk's spiritual energy, cutting out a half-foot-deep hole, with even the bones leaking out. If it weren't for the fact that this place was not a vital point, he might have been able to kill the iron-armed spirit in one blow.
Monkey's life.
When the battle reaches this level, it depends on strength and perseverance. No tricks will work. It just depends on who can hold on longer. But overall, Qingyang and the Iron-armed Monkey still have a slight advantage.
, with two against one, even if it consumes the opponent, it can consume the opponent to death.
The tall third-level foundation-building monk never thought that he would be pushed to this extent by a first-level foundation-building monk. Seeing that his life might be in danger if he was delayed any longer, he immediately made plans to escape. However,
Thinking about Master Lingxu's methods, thinking about the name of the Blood Demon Sect, and thinking about the spiritual blood master in the Nascent Soul stage, this idea was instantly dismissed.
The tall man was worthy of being a monk who could enter the middle stage of foundation building in one step. His potential should not be underestimated. Even in this situation, he persisted for a full quarter of an hour, and the alcoholic Queen Bee became more and more difficult.
, the illusion is on the verge of being shattered at any time.