"Holy lady, be careful!"
On the other side of the sky, the faceless giant Fat Cat and another silver-haired faceless man moved together and blocked Jiang Ni almost at the same time.
"you……"
Jiang Ni's pretty face changed slightly, and when she wanted to speak out to stop him, it was too late. She could only watch the two faceless men being swallowed up by the colorful light in an instant.
"Tianbao! Longguang! Niudou! Xingchi! Tengjiao! Zidian! Qingshuang..."
Ye Dongfeng's way of dealing with it was different. Just listening to his continuous shouting, dazzling flashes of light flew out from his sleeves one after another, either red or orange, green or purple, with different colors, each centered on him.
Floating around, "...Beichen! Di Yan!"
If you look closely, you will find that each ray of light is actually a sharp needle with two ends about two feet long.
By the time he finished reciting, the number of pointed needles had reached eighteen, each with a different color but equally shining. If you look down from above, you can see that these light needles are slowly rotating clockwise, like a
It looks like a big turntable with colored lights on the edge, beautiful and interesting, and very pleasing to the eye.
"The shadows of Xianyuntan are long and leisurely, and things change and the stars move several autumns!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Dongfeng used the Yun Dao Needle again, pointed in the direction of the six-color radiance, and recited a poem loudly in his mouth.
"Ding!"
Eighteen sharp needles shook violently at the same time, releasing various kinds of spiritual lights one after another. They gathered at the top of the Yun Dao needle and formed a colorful ring the size of a washbasin, spinning crazily at an unimaginable speed, with six colors of light.
They collided head-on, causing a weird crunching sound.
The brilliant light that cannot be described in words swept across the heaven and earth in an instant, covering all directions.
Compared to his delicate operation of activating nineteen spiritual weapons one after another, Ye Tiange's response was much simpler and rougher.
"Creation of heaven and earth!"
His eyes were filled with light, and he grasped the handle of the ax with both arms. He let out a thundering roar, raised the sky-opening ax above his head, and struck hard upwards.
A golden light blade that almost spanned the sky and the earth shot out from the axe, and went straight towards the six-color radiance with lightning speed. Wherever it passed, there were explosions and dragon roars. The momentum was so strong and powerful.
The fierceness is far superior to any previous moves used against Shi Dou.
All the gorgeous words in the world cannot describe the grace of this axe.
This is an ax that makes the sky tremble and heaven tremble!
This ax amazed time and shocked the world!
Even in his heyday, Ye Tiange, who single-handedly killed six top-level Chaos realms, had never struck out with such a powerful and domineering axe.
The combination of the Coiling Dragon Body and the Sky-Opening Ax is so exaggerated and so abnormal!
Is this the true strength of Kaitian Territory Lord?
Feeling the terrifying power contained in this move to "create the world", everyone present changed their expressions. They finally had some intuitive understanding of this man who once almost won the title of "Number One in the World".
"I forbid it!"
As if being aroused by him to be competitive, Jiang Ni no longer remained on the defensive, but let out a sweet cry. The black ball that originally surrounded her body instantly shrank, shrank, and shrank again. In just half a breath, it condensed on her fingertips and turned into a ball.
Be a little inspired.
Dark to the extreme light!
Immediately afterwards, she jumped up and took the initiative, tapping her slender jade fingers like green onions towards the top of her head.
"Boom!"
The black spiritual light collided head-on with the six-color light produced by Zhong Wen, and a strange sound erupted from the passionate collision.
The next moment, these two kinds of light disappeared together, and not even a trace of spiritual residue could be seen, as if they had never appeared.
It all happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.
The moment the six-color light disappeared, the blue sky came into view again, and Zhong Wen had long since disappeared.
Also disappearing together were Liu Qiqi, Taiyi, Shidou and Nalanjie, who were more than twenty miles away, and other leaders of various small and medium-sized forces on the shore of the land.
Said to be a parting gift, Zhong Wen did not break his promise.
After throwing a big move, he led his people away from the Silver Temple without hesitation, without any nostalgia or hesitation. It was obvious that with his current strength, he wanted to kill Jiang Ni and Tie Wudi at the same time.
, Ye Tiange and Ye Dongfeng were still unable to catch up.
"Old man, old man!"
As soon as the bright light dissipated, Tuoba Godkiller was the first to come to his senses and rushed towards Tie Wudi's direction, shouting at the top of his lungs, "How are you? Are you still alive?"
The scream sounded rude, but his red eyes and cheeks stained with tears still betrayed his mood at the moment.
Seeing Tie Wudi's condition clearly made him tremble all over. His heart seemed to be grabbed hard by a pair of invisible hands. The pain was so severe that even breathing became extremely difficult.
At this moment, Tie Wudi's whole body was emitting a strange white light, his eyes were tightly closed, blood was hanging from the corners of his mouth, his back was facing the sky, and he was floating quietly in the air, unable to tell whether he was alive or dead.
His right arm was empty from the elbow down. The forearm, wrist, palm and even the sword of his life had all disappeared without a trace, but for some unknown reason, there was no trace of blood at all.
In other words, the Master of the Sword Pavilion, who was famous for his peerless swordsmanship, actually lost his right arm that he used to use the sword!
Blame me!
If it wasn't for saving me, with the old man's strength, how could he end up like this?
Tuoba God Killer, you are really blinded by lard!
Don’t you know how much you weigh?
Why do you have to die?
In the end, he didn't die, but instead dragged the old man down!
You are such a pig!
No, let’s put it this way, even pigs don’t want to!
You are worse than a pig!
Tuoba Killed the God stared blankly at Tie Wudi's bare right elbow, his face was pale, his eyes were cleft, his fists were clenched tightly, his teeth were clenching, and endless regret was constantly impacting every nerve.
, the heart felt like being bitten by thousands of ants, the pain was beyond words.
Whether the old man lives or dies is not even that important to him.
For the number one sword cultivator in the world, what exactly does it mean to lose the arm that holds the sword? As a fellow sword cultivator, he naturally knows better than anyone else.
It is no exaggeration to say that for today's Tie Wudi, living may be a torture more cruel than death.
"Old man!!!"
After a long time, Tuoba Godkiller finally could no longer endure the torment in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out an extremely sad roar, which made those who heard it sad and shed tears.
"You bastard, shut up!"
Unexpectedly, just when he was grief-stricken, Tie Wudi, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes and cursed viciously, "Old man, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf? This is really bad luck for grandma!"
"Old man, you, you are still alive!"
Tuoba Killed the God was happy at first, then his expression darkened. He glanced at Tie Wudi's broken arm and said stumblingly, "But, but your hand..."
"Zhong Wen's move is really terrifying!"
Tie Wudi didn't seem to care about the broken arm. Instead, he sincerely praised, "If I hadn't reacted quickly enough and decisively sacrificed an arm, I might have reported to the Lord of Hell by now."
"Sacrifice?"
Tuoba Killing God was stunned when he heard this, and a look of confusion immediately appeared on his face.
"You don't understand even if I tell you."
Tie Wudi glanced at him with disdain, "Who told you that you don't have any knowledge or skills on weekdays and only know how to fight everywhere. These subtle knowledge are not as solid as that girl Qingyan."
"How long has it been and you are still talking about these things?"
Tuoba Shishen said anxiously, "I heard that the Lord of the Night Territory is not only proficient in the art of refining weapons, but also has profound knowledge in medicine and alchemy. It happens that he is here. Let's quickly ask him to treat you..."
"Heal the shit!"
Unexpectedly, Tie Wudi suddenly glared at him and said angrily, "It's just an arm. If it's gone, it's gone. Even if he really has the ability to let me grow another one, it probably won't be as useful as the previous one, so don't worry about it!"
"ha?"
Tuoba was dumbfounded by these bizarre remarks, and it took him a long time to say, "Old man, did you sacrifice your brain as well as your arm?"
"Go away!"
Tie Wudi didn't see any movement, but "suddenly" appeared behind him, kicked his apprentice hard on the butt, then turned around and strode away, his speed was unbelievable, and his movements seemed to be completely unaffected, "Let's go"
Let’s go, go back to Jiange!”
"Old man, your arm..."
Seeing his calm demeanor and calm expression, the grief in Tuoba Shishen's heart could not help but ease a little, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Do you really don't need any treatment?"
"A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise."
Tie Wudi didn't look back, he just said eight words meaningfully.
Immediately afterwards, his feet swayed slightly, and his figure disappeared "swiftly".
"Wait for me!"
Seeing him like this, Tuoba Godkiller shook his head helplessly and had to follow quickly, and the two figures quickly disappeared from sight.
What a huge loss!
On the other side of the sky, Ye Dongfeng looked at the Yundao Needle with only half left in his hand, and sighed helplessly, with a trace of unconcealable surprise and regret flashing in his eyes.
In order to resist Zhong Wen's move of "eternal fall into reincarnation", the Yundao needle in his hand and the eighteen colored needles around him were all destroyed, and none of them remained intact.
It is no exaggeration to say that for Ye Dongfeng, who relies on spiritual weapons to fight, his combat power has dropped by at least sixty-seven percent at this moment, and the heavy losses are definitely far beyond imagination.
But the one who really felt the pain was undoubtedly Jiang Ni, the saint of Goddess Mountain.
This chapter has been completed!