The Blood Peak Sword and the purple monster spear clashed three times again, and the monster shot was blocked head-on by Jian Wushuang.
"You are the first one who can block my shot head-on, the Lord of Gods." Zi Yi glanced at Jian Wushuang, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he followed with a bang!!
Endless spear intent burst out, and the divine power in his body surged crazily, and he attacked Jian Wushuang again.
"go!"
Jian Wushuang pointed his finger in the distance, and the Samsara Sword Formation composed of eighteen Dark Blood Divine Swords burst out in an instant.
Wow~~~The surroundings instantly turned into a world of white snow and ice.
Jian Wushuang's own figure also rushed out violently, and the Samsara Sword Formation and his own close-quarters fighting ability were brought into full play.
While Jian Wushuang was engaged in a fierce battle with Ziyi, the remaining eight people from Taishang Wangqing Valley had already arrived in front of Leng Rushuang.
"Junior Sister Leng, come with us." Although the voice of the Leng Ao woman was cold, the way she looked at Leng Rushuang was obviously different from the others.
After all, they all know the importance of Leng Rushuang to Taishang Wangqing Valley, where there is hope for cultivating the most powerful magic.
He is also a disciple of Taishang Wangqing Valley, but once Leng Rushuang entered Taishang Wangqing Valley, he was absolutely loved by thousands of people, and his status was much higher than ordinary disciples like them.
Leng Rushuang glanced at Jian Wushuang who was fighting hard next to him, gritted his teeth, and said, "I can go with you, but you can't embarrass him anymore."
"Huh?" The face of the Leng Ao woman darkened. She gave Leng Rushuang a serious look and said in a low voice: "When you enter the Valley of Forgetfulness, you will forget all the love in the world. You are cold-blooded by nature and have no emotion at all. This is just cultivation.
I am the best candidate for the divine art in Wangqing Valley, but now, you are interceding for a man?"
"It's okay if you don't plead for mercy. Now that you're begging for mercy, this god named Jian Yi will definitely die!!"
"Only if he dies completely and never appears in front of you again will he not have any impact on you!!"
"What?" Leng Rushuang was immediately shocked.
"Junior Sister Qiu." The cold and proud woman glanced at the blue-haired woman behind her.
The blue-haired woman nodded slightly, and then she took a step forward, and a blue light suddenly burst out from a pair of dark eyes.
This blue light was so beautiful that it immediately attracted Leng Rushuang's attention as soon as it appeared.
Leng Rushuang's eyes immediately became misty.
Although she is extremely talented and can comprehend the rules as easily as eating and drinking, her training time is still short, and she is still only at the level of the Peak God Lord, facing the illusion cast by an immortal saint.
He had no ability to resist, and Leng Rushuang fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.
After Leng Rushuang fell asleep, the Leng Ao woman once again looked in the direction where Jian Wushuang and Zi Yi were fighting.
"A mere god can actually compete head-to-head with Junior Brother Ziyi, and his combat power has reached the level of a true saint. But unfortunately, he is very affectionate, and the person he will never forget is Junior Sister Leng. Such a situation
It is impossible for a person to let him enter the Valley of Forgetfulness, so I can only kill him."
"Junior brother Ziyi, don't mess around with him, just kill him!" the cold and proud woman shouted.
"Yes." Zi Yi nodded slightly, and immediately a burst of bright purple light suddenly burst out from his body, and a purple alien shadow appeared out of thin air behind him.
A terrifying aura burst out from the phantom of the purple alien beast, and Ziyi's eyes also turned purple, becoming extremely monstrous.
"kill!"
Zi Yi took action again, and the momentum was obviously several times stronger than when he fought Jian Wushuang before.
You know, Jian Wushuang had just fought against Zi Yi. Even though he had used his fighting ability and the Samsara Sword Formation to the extreme, and the world of swordsmanship had been fully utilized, he was still at an absolute disadvantage.
Now, Zi Yi's strength has obviously increased several times again, and the pair of Jian Wushuang has already formed a crushing force.
boom!!
There was a huge roar, and Ziyi held the purple spear in his hands, and the size of the spear in his hands suddenly increased.
It was obviously a spear, but at this moment it was like a huge stick being held by Zi Yi, and then violently smashed out.
In an instant, the world fell silent.
A series of mighty purple phantoms, crushing towards Jian Wushuang like lightning.
Jian Wushuang's expression darkened, he held the Blood Peak Sword with both hands at the same time, and immediately tried his best to use the sword to resist.
But as a result, as soon as the Blood Peak Sword came into contact with the purple phantom, a terrifying power immediately came into play.
This power is much more powerful than Jian Wushuang's own power, and it is completely crushing.
Whoosh!
Jian Wushuang's figure was affected by that force and fell directly downwards.
But before his figure actually appeared on the ground below, Zi Yi's figure suddenly appeared beside him, his eyes were like electricity, and a piercing light shot out.
"Demon Spear Destroys God!!" Zi Yi also let out a sharp shout.
The dazzling purple light was not hindered in the slightest, and directly impacted Jian Wushuang's divine body.
Although Jian Wushuang has two layers of body protection, the Nine-Year Star Armor and his own Golden Liu Armor, under this dazzling purple light, the Nine-Year Star Armor collapsed immediately. As for the golden armor,
Although the level of Liu's armor is not high, it has become extremely tough and powerful due to the incorporation of his perfect essence and blood.
This spear did not directly penetrate his Jinliu armor, but the terrifying power contained in the spear passed through the Jinliu armor and directly strangled his divine body to pieces.
Rumble~~~
Jian Wushuang's divine body immediately collapsed.
"Dead?"
Zi Yi stood in the void next to him, watching the scene of Jian Wushuang's divine body collapsing, but his expression was extremely indifferent.
Jian Wushuang's strength indeed surprised him, but he was surprised because his combat power was there. The combat power of a mere first-level true saint would not be his opponent at all.
But just then...
"Um?"
Zi Yi frowned suddenly, because he had already seen the void ahead, and Jian Wushuang's collapsed divine body had begun to reorganize under the gathering of a large amount of divine power.
In just the blink of an eye, an intact Jian Wushuang appeared in front of him again.
"Immortal?" Zi Yi looked surprised.
Even the cold and arrogant woman and others in the rear looked quite strange.
"He is just a mere god. His combat power is comparable to that of a first-level true saint. Yet he actually possesses an immortal body that only a true saint can control? This kid is a bit weird." The cold and proud woman pondered, but her eyes were strange.
Wei Wei turned cold, "No matter how weird he is, since he has some relationship with Junior Sister Leng, he must die!!"