That one is the sword light! It is slender and sharp, flashing with a cold light, as if it can split the void. Wherever it passes, even the air is split into two, leaving a clearly visible crack, demonstrating its indestructibility.
power.
One is the sword light! It is even more dazzling. The tip of the sword points to a bright light, like stars falling, with the momentum of destroying the heaven and the earth. Everything that the sword light touches is changed in color. Its speed and power,
All reached shocking extremes.
When Ling Xiao's figure completely disappeared from sight, Ji Yuan's face instantly became extremely solemn, his eyes widened, revealing disbelief and shock. He knew well that the speed and power of this blow,
It far exceeded his expectations, forcing him to re-examine this opponent.
"So fast!" Ji Yuan exclaimed secretly in his heart. At this moment, he completely put away his previous contempt and replaced it with unprecedented vigilance and seriousness. He held the long stick tightly with both hands, and his muscles were tense, as if he was bracing himself.
A beast ready to attack, ready to face the coming storm.
boom!
With a deafening roar, Ji Yuan suddenly stamped his feet. As if the ground could not bear the force, it instantly cracked and countless gravels flew.
Immediately afterwards, the long stick in his hand seemed to be ignited, and raging flames surged out from the stick and spread quickly, forming a sea of blazing fire, which illuminated the surrounding space red.
In the sea of fire, Ji Yuan's figure was looming. He raised his long stick high and swiped forward suddenly. This swipe was like a sea dragon coming out of the sea, with overwhelming force. The flames and stick shadows intertwined to form a huge fire wave.
, sweeping towards the direction where Ling Xiao disappeared, its power was strong enough to destroy all obstacles in its way.
However, in the midst of this electric light and flint, the original two cold rays turned into hundreds of bright rays of light in an instant, like stars, densely packed in the void, making it dazzling.
Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be replaced by countless clones at this moment. It was no longer a single existence, but turned into a hundred smart and elegant phantoms. Each phantom exuded an aura that was the same as the original body, making people feel
It is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
"Daluo Tianmoying!" With this low voice, it seemed as if the whole world was trembling, and the mystery of this movement and combat technique was vividly displayed.
It is not only a means to evade or confuse the enemy, but also a deadly weapon to surprise and attack the enemy in battle. Ling Xiao uses this technique to find Ji Yuan's flaws in the ever-changing situation, preparing to give him a fatal blow.
hit.
Faced with this sudden change, Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with a trace of consternation, but it was immediately replaced by a more determined fighting spirit. He knew that Ling Xiao at this moment was no longer what he had been before, and if he was careless again, he would probably be doomed.
.
"Don't even think about deceiving me or trying to defeat me!" He roared, with undoubted majesty and power in his voice. He suddenly swung out the long stick in his hand, and the shadows of the stick overlapped one after another, like the roar of an angry sea.
A wave almost squeezed and distorted the surrounding space.
In the wave of sticks, flames and strong wind intertwined, forming hot and sharp blades. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, making bursts of harsh whistling sounds.
Ji Yuan's attack was undoubtedly the strongest one he could unleash at present. He vowed to break Ling Xiao's phantom, reveal his true identity, and deal a heavy blow to him.
However, how could Ling Xiao's Da Luo Tian Demonic Shadow be so easily broken? His hundred phantoms shuttled flexibly in the air, sometimes converging and sometimes dispersing, as if they were integrated with the heaven and earth, making it difficult to grasp their true location.
Every bombardment of the stick wave can only hit the phantom, but cannot touch Ling Xiao's body. This battle, at this moment, has become extremely fierce and stalemate. Both sides are looking for each other's flaws, preparing to give each other fatal blows.
A blow.
When everyone was waiting with bated breath, thinking that this fierce battle would continue like an endless night, and the air was filled with tension and uneasiness, suddenly, the tall and powerful Jizuru seemed to be frozen in time and stiff.
He stood there, motionless.
The surrounding air seemed to stagnate, and then, a gorgeous and mysterious pink mist rose quietly, slowly wrapping around his body, like the gentle but deadly morning glow, quietly swallowing up all life.
"Huh, this is the mist technique used by your affectionate Ji Hu! Since you are so attached to each other, then let you be united forever in the illusory illusion and go to hell together." Ling Xiao's voice was cold.
Like ice, without the slightest emotion, the long knife in his hand shone with a bloodthirsty cold light under the afterglow of the setting sun. Every slight tremor seemed to herald the death sentence.
As the last syllable of the voice fell, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly rose up, like an arrow from a string, and struck straight at Ji Yuan's head.
He turned his wrist, and the long knife cut through the air, causing a sharp whistle. The knife was as fast as lightning and as hard as thunder. In an instant, Ji Yuan's head flew high, and blood sprayed out like a fountain.
came out, dyeing the surrounding land red, and the pink mist seemed to tremble for a moment in this sudden change, and then slowly dissipated, revealing Ji Yu's lifeless body.
Jizaru's collapse did not cause any struggle or painful moans. His expression still remained at the confusion and confusion when it was shrouded in fog, as if even death itself could not free him from the sudden illusion.
Rather than saying that he was defeated by Ling Xiao's extremely sharp blade, it would be better to say that he was completely lost in the fog carefully arranged by Ji Hu and became an inescapable victim.
Ling Xiao stared at all of this, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes, including indifference to victory and recognition of the powerful power of Ji Hu's Mist Technique.
He knew very well that if he had not possessed an extraordinary martial spirit and an indomitable soul, he would have been unable to resist the temptation and erosion of the mist. But now, this power has become the sharpest weapon in his hand, and he ended it easily.
The life of Ji Yu.
He used Daluotian Demonic Shadow in front of him, just to confuse Ji Yuan and give him a chance to make a move.
As the bloodthirsty sword soul slowly approached Ji Yu's body that had lost its resistance, an indescribable devouring power began to permeate the air. This bloodthirsty sword soul seemed to be a living creature, and its desire for life force made it crazily absorb it.
Touching every drop of Qi and blood in Ji Yuan's body.
Under the influence of this force, Ji Yuan's body gradually lost its former strength and became shriveled and withered, as if all the vitality had been ruthlessly drained away by the years.
At this moment, there is a depressing and strange atmosphere in the air, and everyone's eyes are focused on this scene, witnessing the transformation of life and power. ()