"It's not too late, it's just a small Taixu Yin-Yang Nine Heavens Formation. www.51o.net" Yang Chen said the name of the formation that besieged everyone in one sentence.
"How do you know?" Guan Zhenyao's face was stunned, and then she showed an incredible expression: "What are you going to do?"
An earth-yellow flying sword appeared in Yang Chen's hand at some point. It was the natal magic weapon Xi soil flying sword that he had snatched from the hand of Taitianmen elder Ming Guangruo, which had never been used before.
This breath soil flying sword contains a trace of breath soil energy. As time passes, this breath soil will slowly engulf the surrounding materials and gradually increase its size. Although it will take thousands of years for this breath soil energy to double.
It may even take a long time, but this does not hinder the power of Feijian.
This was especially true when the flying sword was still in Xiao Tian's mouth. Yang Chen grabbed Xiao Tian and swung his sword in the direction of several formations he knew.
If it were an ordinary flying sword, this cutting action would not have any effect. But it was different now. The Xi soil flying sword was held in Xiaotian's mouth, and it had a completely different effect.
Swish, swish, several rays of sword light visible to the naked eye separated from the blade of the flying sword and flew towards the direction Yang Chen wanted to strike. Boom, boom, boom, several consecutive booms, and the place hit by the sword light was all.
Start to explode.
"How is it possible?" Guan Zhenyao had been preparing for this day for a long time. She was good at alchemy and even studied the formation of the Taixu Yin and Yang Nine Heavens. When she tested it in person, let alone the sword light, she personally activated it.
It was impossible for Feijian to stand in the formation and attack the center of the formation. Now Yang Chen actually did something she couldn't imagine with just a few sword rays. How could she not scream in surprise?
Surprised. Guan Zhenyao is also a master in the late Nascent Soul stage. I can't say how rich his combat experience is. But he also knows that now is not the time to be surprised.
When the formation eyes of the Taixu Yin-Yang Nine Heavens Formation began to explode, Guan Zhenyao said softly directly to the mute aunt behind her: "Auntie, they are bad people. Kill them."
The old lady, who had been standing there tremblingly, raised her head. Suddenly her eyes flashed with light, and her body, which was originally very stooped and thin, suddenly began to expand crazily, like a blown up balloon.
From a skinny old lady, she instantly transformed into a fierce woman with a figure comparable to that of a strong man in just the blink of an eye. The long crutch that was half as tall as her body now became
After holding up the eyebrow stick, the old lady didn't even make a sound. She swung the stick high and smashed it down on Yang Chen who had already rushed forward.
The mute aunt became obsessed with practicing martial arts, and has almost forgotten many of her previous attack methods. The only thing she has not forgotten is to hit people with the dragon-headed walking stick that she originally refined into a magic weapon. This direct and refreshing attack method is
The mute aunt's technique makes her feel comfortable.
The formation eye was exploded by Yang Chen, and the formation naturally began to lose its effect. Yang Chen's figure naturally had no obstacles anymore and rushed directly to the front.
Boom, at the moment when the dragon head crutch and the Xirang flying sword collided together, the surrounding canyon seemed to have detonated a small nuclear bomb, and the whole thing exploded. Countless flying rocks and dust enveloped everyone's figures.
There is no trace left in it.
"Hmph, you are overestimating your own abilities. How dare your little Nascent Soul bare your teeth with your great aunt!" Although she couldn't see what was going on, and her spiritual consciousness couldn't detect the situation around her mute aunt, Guan Zhenyao still said happily.
Laughter. But soon she remembered something and suddenly exclaimed: "Auntie, be careful not to damage his Qiankun bag."
Obviously, Guan Zhenyao was afraid that after Mute Auntie destroyed Yang Chen's Qiankun Bag, her plan would fail. She had seen with her own eyes the power of Mute Auntie's move, and two Mahayana masters were unable to follow it.
No matter how you put it, Yang Chen's hands were only at the Nascent Soul stage. This time, they might have turned into pulp.
Buzz, a low bell rang, Guan Zhenyao suddenly felt a shock in her mind, and felt dizzy. The smoke and dust in front of her eyes suddenly dissipated, revealing the figures of the mute aunt and Yang Chen.
"How is that possible?" Even in her daze, Guan Zhenyao couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the scene in front of her.
At some point, a big golden bell appeared on Yang Chen's body, completely covering his figure. The mute aunt's dragon-headed crutch hit the clock in front of Yang Chen's eyes, motionless.
On the surface of the big golden clock, there are two illusory dragon shadows moving up and down, flying constantly.
This scene was completely different from Guan Zhenyao's imagination of Yang Chen turning into a puddle of flesh. Guan Zhenyao couldn't help but scream. The mute aunt didn't know how to hold back. This crutch must have been hit with all her strength, but it turned out that
Not only did he not smash Yang Chen to death, it seemed that he didn't even smash Yang Chen's protective magic weapon.
What kind of magic weapon can block the full blow of the mute aunt in the Mahayana stage? Guan Zhenyao's brain was already a little dizzy and she could not accept this fact at all.
But what shocked her was yet to come. After Yang Chen's golden bell, there was his flying sword. At this moment, the blade of the flying sword was cutting into the mute aunt's dragon-headed walking stick, and it had already cut into it by almost half an inch.
.Not only that, as the two of them increased their strength, the blade seemed to cut deeper. After a while, the crutch might be cut off directly.
This is the magic weapon of the mute aunt. I don’t know how many battles she has gone through, but it has never been damaged. Now it has been destroyed like this. Even though the mute aunt is brainless, the pain on her face is not hidden at all.
. Even if she didn't know the pain, the damage to her natal magic weapon was closely related to her mind, and she was still in great pain at this time.
Before Guan Zhenyao could react, Yang Chen and the mute aunt had already punched each other with their free hands. There were two loud bangs, and their fists hit each other's body at the same time. This time,
Not even Yang Chen's golden bell could block the dumb aunt's fist.
Yang Chen's figure flew up directly, flew back dozens of steps, and fell directly into the arms of Gao Yue who was following behind. The castration was still not gone, and even Gao Yue couldn't help but step back a few steps. This disappeared.
This powerful force.
Looking at this scene, Guan Zhenyao's face showed a smile again. The mute aunt's fist was no worse than the magic weapon, and even the body protection magic weapon may not be able to block it. This point, Yang Chen's useless golden bell has already explained the problem
.
But Guan Zhenyao's smile only appeared for a moment, and immediately turned into a shocked expression. (To be continued)
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