As soon as Xuanmu finished speaking, Jiang Zhao nodded, glanced at Xuanmu with a complicated expression, then used the sound attack spell and stepped towards one of the monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom.
A trace of loneliness flashed across Xuanmu's expression. He watched Yin Su pulling Yin Ning away gradually. He muttered to himself with some melancholy: "Maybe you and I are not the same people, and we will be strangers from now on. Thank you.
You helped me in the first level."
With that said, he flew in the direction of Chongpeng. Looking at Chongceng with only Nascent Soul left, he said with a guilty look on his face: "Chongpeng, your body has been destroyed. It's better to quickly find another body.
Let’s seize the body.”
Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul of Chongpeng turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he left silently.
Xuanmu's face became crazy again at this time, and the killing intent in his eyes became even more intense. He took out the killing sword in his hand and slashed it with one sword, and a bloody sword light moved towards the distance with the power to break through everything.
Blast away.
At the next moment when the red light roared, countless miserable howls could be heard.
The howl was extremely sad and echoed in the air for a long time. This sound made all the monks feel a chill in their bodies, as if they were not immortal cultivators in the second heaven, but demon cultivators existing in the underworld.
The bloody light in the sky condensed into red threads and converged towards the killing sword. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, he saw that the red light on the third crystal on the Killing Sword became more and more intense. In the blink of an eye, in the entire sky, all the monks who were killed by the sword of the Killing Sword were covered in blood.
Drain.
Under this blow, Xuanmu not only did not show a trace of pity, but instead looked at these monks with a mocking look. He held the killing sword in his hands with both hands and slashed down with one sword. A line of dozens of feet long.
The phantom of the red sword suddenly appeared from mid-air.
Seeing that dozens of monks were about to die under this sword, Master Yanwu swayed and was already close to this place. He moved his right hand vigorously into the air. An extremely strange magic weapon appeared in his hand again. This magic weapon was as if
It's a crossbow. If you just look at it, you can't see anything special about it. It's almost the same as an ordinary crossbow.
However, when Master Yanwu slowly raised the crossbow, Xuanmu was surprised to find the heart-stopping red arrow.
The arrows are made of Fire Tree Silver Flower, unique to the Flame Dance Kingdom. The arrow body is made of Fire Tree, and the sword tip is carved of Fire Tree Silver Flower. The crossbow is branded with a layer of prohibition.
Xuan Mu was not very clear about the restriction, but he could still feel that the restriction was attached to the crossbow, and it could actually emit a breath that shocked people.
The arrow pointed at Xuanmu's chest. Xuanmu's expression gradually softened and he smiled and said, "Why didn't you take out this magical weapon in the first place?"
His question was indeed about the strangest part. He could think of this, and although he couldn't guess the details of the answer, he could still make a general guess.
Master Yanwu didn't answer, his expression remained unchanged. He didn't know whether it was because he had not yet adapted to this physical body that had just been taken away from him, or because he was so scheming and calm. His eyes were fixed on Xuanmu. As long as Xuanmu moved slightly.
, the crossbow in his hand will be activated instantly, and the power of the bow and arrow made of the fire tree cannot be underestimated.
Xuanmu grabbed the killing sword with his right hand, and his body moved accordingly.
"It's moving." Master Yanwu murmured secretly in his heart, and gently tapped the crossbow with his right hand. The fiery tree and silver flower arrows on the crossbow suddenly rushed out from the strings. As the fiery tree and silver flower sword rushed out,
At this moment, the arrow body suddenly changed and turned into an extremely terrifying flame.
There is a silver flame in front, and a green flame burns on the arrow shaft made of the fire tree. The green flame is magic fire. There is no such thing in the fairy world, and there are very few in the spiritual world.
This kind of flame appears because the magic fire is too harmful to immortal cultivators. Whenever the skin touches this magic fire, the body will collapse little by little. If you say this and still feel that the damage is not big enough, then let's talk about it
The damage this demonic fire does to Yuanying.
If the Nascent Soul is exposed to this bit of demonic fire, the entire Nascent Soul will be damaged. All Nascent Soul stage monks know exactly what it means for the Nascent Soul to be damaged. That means a decline in cultivation. It may even fall.
At the Beast Pill stage, if that happens, I am afraid that I will be directly excluded from the second heaven by the rules of heaven and earth and return to the first heaven.
Master Yanwu did not pause. He quickly grabbed his right hand from his waist, and another fiery tree and silver flower arrow appeared in his hand. His palm just left a light shadow in the air, and the fiery tree and silver flower arrow appeared again.
On top of the crossbow.
Then, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly. You could clearly see streaks of red light rushing out of the tiger's mouth in his hand, and then immersed in the crossbow. The index finger of his right hand suddenly moved, which was originally made of purple gold wire drawing.
The bow string was slowly pulled open by the crossbow.
The middle finger of Master Yanwu's left hand was tightly clasped on the crossbow again. The string of the crossbow was finally stretched into a full moon shape. At this time, the index finger of his right hand suddenly moved. The movement was very slight.
, it is difficult to find if you don’t observe carefully.
But with such a slight movement, the fiery tree and silver flower arrow rushed out from the crossbow again. A flickering green fire light pushed a little silver fire light and quickly moved towards the left block of Xuan Mu.
Xuanmu grabbed the killing sword in his hand, but he looked a little unconcerned. He slashed at the green fire with a sword. With this sword slash, a streak of blood filled the sky.
Amidst the miserable sound of the wind, the light of arrows and the light of swords collided.
It collapsed at the same time. This fire tree was originally red, and even the best fire tree was only red and slightly purple. How could this fire tree have green magic fire?
Xuanmu was constantly thinking in his heart, and he wanted to find out the other party's flaws. There were two doubts in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out.
This has nothing to do with his cultivation, but rather has something to do with his knowledge. After all, he is still a little younger and does not know much.
A fiery tree and silver arrow appeared again on the crossbow held by Master Yanwu, and the crossbow was opened again with his spiritual power. This green light was directed towards the bottom of the black wood to block it.
Xuanmu's expression remained as usual. He continued to walk towards Master Yanwu. Although the closer he got, the more serious the danger. But there is an old saying - if you don't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf.
If you want to understand the strangeness of Master Yanwu, you must do it like this, there is no other way.
Master Yanwu didn't pause at all, and said to himself: "Since you want to play, I will make a bet with you. I bet that you will lose this round." He just said this in his heart, because he knew that this was the last time.
An arrow. This arrow expresses his desire to live and his dream of dominating the second heaven.
His right hand quickly touched his waist, leaving a bunch of hand shadows in the air. After the hand shadows disappeared one after another, his right hand had already placed the arrow firmly on the crossbow. At the same time, his right hand rested on the crossbow.
He touched the purple-gold string of the crossbow. This time, his hand was not as red as before, but it also emitted bursts of red light, which showed the richness of the fire spiritual power in his body.
The sudden red blood vessels bulged high on the back of his right hand, which looked a bit shocking. He suddenly pulled up the bow string. This was not caused by the restriction on the crossbow, so it naturally consumed a lot of spiritual power.
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As his spiritual power was consumed more and more, the fingers with abrupt meridians on his right hand began to tremble slightly. The bow string was suddenly pulled apart, and Xuanmu had already stepped more than ten feet away.
"Ah...!" Master Yanwu roared suddenly, his voice was so shrill that it almost made him hoarse. He saw the bow string being pulled apart quickly, and then suddenly let go.
As his right hand suddenly let go, the fiery tree and silver flower arrow suddenly separated into two. One of them went directly towards the top of Xuanmu's head to block it. The other one pointed directly into Xuanmu's abdominal cavity.
Xuanmu was startled by this sudden change, but his body did not pause at all. He grabbed the killing sword with his right hand and slashed it down with one strike. The power of this sword was enough to shock all the monks in the second heaven. This
It was not a red sword light that was tens of feet long, but a large piece of bloody red light spread out from the killing sword.
The green light was faint and the silver light was shining. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was close to Xuanmu's chest.
"Since I want to bet, I am not afraid. I don't believe that my reaction will be slower than one of your arrows." Xuanmu sneered to himself in his heart, and the green light was about to pierce into his body, but
There was a loud buzzing sound that shook the earth.
That fiery tree and silver flower arrow suddenly hit the killing sword. Considering the material of the killing sword, naturally there would be no abnormality under this fiery tree and silver flower arrow.
The fiery trees, silver flowers, and arrows stopped abruptly in the air, motionless. Time seemed to have stopped.
Both the monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom and the monks from the Dream Kingdom stared blankly at this. One was the number one leader of the Dream Kingdom, and the other was the ancestor of the most powerful force in the Flame Dance Kingdom. The two of them were
The battle decided the outcome of this battle.
Therefore, these thousands of monks have placed their hopes on this battle between these two people.
Xuanmu's body didn't move. He didn't move because he followed the method of waiting quietly to see what happens if the enemy doesn't move and I don't move.
Master Yanwu wanted to stay still, but he had already moved. His body did not move. What really moved was his face, which could not help but twitch. A mouthful of blood poured into his mouth, and he was almost sprayed by him.
He came out, but was forcefully held in his mouth.
As he suppressed it more, the blood and essence surged more violently in his body, and his face became even more ugly.
Finally, two lines of blood-red blood flowed out of his nostrils. Then, there were holes in his ears, and two lines of blood spurted out from his ears.