The self-destruction power of two refined corpses in the early stage of aggregation is so powerful that it can definitely threaten the monks at the top of the aggregation at close range. However, the self-destruction distance is a hundred feet away, so the self-destruction power is naturally greatly weakened.
As an old man surnamed Zhu who was in the late stage of aggregation, he got rid of the blast energy with great ease.
Although the self-destruction of the two refined corpses did not cause much harm to the monk surnamed Zhu, it also made him frightened. At this time, one can naturally imagine the anger in his heart.
The last time he fought with the monk surnamed Chu, he suffered a loss at the hands of two corpses. If it was just him, he was confident that it would be difficult to defeat the monk surnamed Chu. But now that the other party did not have the help of the corpse, he wanted to kill him.
, naturally I am very convinced.
His body flashed, mana surged in his body, and a sharp blade transformed from a secret technique flashed out.
With his consciousness locked, he saw the majestic and powerful sharp blade flashing out. Although the old man surnamed Chu could not dodge quickly, he did not panic at all. He waved his hand back, and a magic weapon he relied on flashed out.
, transformed into a size of about ten feet in the wind, and faced the opponent's secret attack to block it.
Amidst the roar, the black giant blade several feet in size was shattered on the spot by the secret technique of the old man surnamed Zhu.
The realms of the two were already one level apart. Under the attack of the other party's secret technique with all his strength, even if the old man surnamed Chu used his magic weapon with all his strength, he could only just resist the opponent's attack.
At this time, the magic weapon that the old man surnamed Chu hastily sacrificed could not fully exert its full power and was instantly shattered, which was understandable.
The cyan sword blade didn't seem to lose much power, the light flashed wildly, and it still rushed forward.
But with the momentary barrier of the magic weapon shattering, the old man surnamed Chu finally dodged his vital point.
Green light flashed, and an arm, together with the shoulder blade, was separated from the body of the old man surnamed Chu by a sharp blade. A scream of pain appeared on the scene at the same time.
Without the fearless corpse-refining guards, the old man surnamed Chu could not resist a single blow in front of the late-stage monk surnamed Zhu, and was seriously injured.
"Humph, at this point, why don't you just surrender?"
With a flash of his body, the old man surnamed Zhu stopped and did not attack again. His consciousness locked on the old man surnamed Chu who was covered in blood, and he spoke in a cold tone.
Looking at his severed right arm, the old man surnamed Chu did not use any means to stabilize the injury. Instead, he looked at the monk surnamed Zhu opposite him who looked relaxed, with a ferocious look on his face. A ferocious look flashed in his eyes, and his face
His upper muscles were twisted, and his teeth made a squeaking sound.
"Old man, Mr. Chu knows that he can't be kind today, but you can't even think of capturing me. When I die, someone will naturally avenge us. Mr. Chu will take the first step now and wait for your arrival in the Netherworld. Brother Zhao,
It was Chu who was incompetent and ashamed of his brother, so Chu went away."
Faced with this situation, the old man surnamed Chu knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to live and die again.
As the cold words came out, three magic weapons appeared in a flash and shot towards the mid-convergence monk who was fighting with the big man named Zhao. Three huge roars immediately resounded on the spot.
The old man surnamed Chu actually blew himself up on the spot with three powerful magic weapons on his body.
The purpose is to buy a little time for the big man named Zhao to escape quickly.
A mouthful of blood essence spurted out from the mouth of the old man surnamed Chu as the three magic weapons exploded. The old man surnamed Chu, who was already covered in blood, now became like a ferocious beast. Not only did he lose the slightest fear, but he revealed a
The aura was so overwhelming that even the monk surnamed Zhu, who was standing two hundred feet away, couldn't help but frown slightly.
Everyone has fear, but if a person is afraid to the extreme, then there will no longer be any fear in his heart, but will be replaced by fearlessness and the madness of risking his life to fight.
At this time, the old man surnamed Chu no longer had any desire to survive. He knew that he had no ability to resist the opponent, but he wanted to self-destruct his body. No matter how powerful the monk surnamed Zhu was, he could not stop him.
The self-destruction of the three magic weapons brought that person together in the mid-term.
"Brother Zhao, retreat quickly!" With the sound of the explosion, the old man surnamed Chu shouted out. Then the mana in his body surged wildly, and he wanted to self-destruct his body to block the monk surnamed Zhu on the spot.
The aggregation monk self-destructs, and with almost a flash of thought, he can activate the majestic magic power in his body.
But just as the old man surnamed Chu called his companions, a cold snort containing incomparable power was heard in the distance: "Humph, how dare you hurt Qin's friend, none of you can leave here safely today.
"
Although the voice was not loud and came from a distance, the old man surnamed Chu, who was about to detonate the magic power in his body, was shocked when he heard these words, and a sense of surprise surged out of his heart.
His hands moved quickly, and the wounds on his body were quickly treated.
"It's Fellow Daoist Qin, Fellow Daoist Qin is here!" Two shouts of surprise echoed throughout the scene.
As cold snorts sounded, the two waves of monks fighting in the distance burst into shouts at the same time.
The originally suppressed scene suddenly reversed with the sound of words coming from afar, and the two waves of monks who were at a disadvantage simultaneously burst out with unspeakable potential.
When the voice sounded, it was still hundreds of miles away, but when it fell, a colorful escaping light appeared in everyone's eyes.
The light flickered, and a young figure wearing a light blue gown appeared on the scene.
The figure did not stop at all, and in a flash, it shot towards the blood-stained old man surnamed Chu.
"Junior is so brave, are you the one they say can avenge him?" Seeing the young man shooting at him and heading straight towards the monk surnamed Chu without stopping, the late monk surnamed Zhu gathered his eyebrows.
, he immediately said coldly.
Amidst the words, a green light flashed and appeared. Within the light, the green blade flashed out again. The majestic vitality energy swept across and struck at the light blue figure.
With the powerful spiritual consciousness of the old man surnamed Zhu, he had already seen that this young man who came in a hurry was just a person in the middle stage of the Convergence.
A mere junior in the middle stage of the gathering dared to shoot past him from a hundred feet away in front of him.
This naturally made the old man surnamed Zhu very angry.
His shots, both in terms of timing and position, were extremely accurate. With all his strength, the monk surnamed Zhu was confident that he could kill this ignorant junior on the spot with one blow.
At a distance of a hundred feet, with the full strength of the monks in the late stage of the aggregation, it can be said that the attack can be reached with just one hand.
"I'll settle the score with you later." In a calm voice, the light blue figure suddenly became illusory and disappeared in front of Qingyou's sharp blade.
The powerful green blade flashed past an illusory figure amidst the whistling sound, and shot forward. With a roar, it cut into the stone wall of a mountain peak, creating a huge groove several feet deep.