"The Formation of Bamboo Water!"

Priest Shenwei spoke harshly, and in surprise, he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

His face turned a little pale, and he was no longer as awe-inspiring as before.

"Assuming you have some knowledge, in this bamboo forest, every bamboo section contains extremely rich water vapor, which is the dew collected every morning over the years."

"Such pure water is the greatest boost to my He family's bloodline. Under this formation, the strength of my He family's people will make a qualitative leap."

He Yuanyang laughed, he stretched out a finger, and inserted his fingertip directly into the joint of a piece of bamboo beside him.

This finger pointed down and poked a small hole on the bamboo joint. In the small hole, there was clear dew flowing from the bamboo joint.

The dew seemed to be alive, swimming on his fingertips, which was quite magical.

"First of all, He Chuan and others were able to leapfrog and win by relying on the Bamboo Water Formation. Speaking of which, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. After you entered the formation, I officially activated the formation. In order to destroy

I have taken great pains to display your divine power as a powerful Taoist priest."

He Yuanyang squinted his eyes.

When Taoist Master Shenwei first appeared, the reason why he asked the four members of the He family to take the lead was to buy time.

Now that the formation is fully activated, even the divine master who has entered the realm of Yin and Yang will definitely die here today.

"But you are only a first-grade King Kong!"

Taoist priest Shenwei shouted angrily. As soon as he spoke, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a stream of blood essence. The blood essence formed a blood mist in front of him. Taoist priest Shenwei flew up with his fingertips, and quickly disappeared in the blood mist.

Above, draw a complicated spell.

"I am in the realm of Yin and Yang! If you have never stepped into the realm of Zhixuan, how dare you speak bravely!"

Taoist Master Shenwei's voice was decisive, and now it was clear that he was resorting to desperate measures.

Real cultivators are like warriors in the Vajra realm, but because their techniques are mysterious, ordinary Dharma cultivators are often more powerful than ordinary Vajra realm warriors.

This is especially true in the realm of Yin and Yang, where the opponents are often against great masters who have broken the Vajra into the Zhixuan.

"In this case, even if I use up a dozen of my cultivation today, I will completely drive your He family into the abyss! When you die here, I will see what your He family can do to fight the Luo family!"

Priest Shenwei was already furious.

Everyone felt that there was a powerful momentum rising from Taoist Master Shenwei, and the waves were magnificent. In front of him, under the blood mist, more divine lights were revealed.

Not long after, Taoist Priest Shenwei raised his body, and in front of him, the blood mist condensed into a bloody figure.

When the figure appeared, Master Shenwei vomited three mouthfuls of blood again and merged into the blood shadow.

The blood shadow's aura was even more intense, and its entire body was like a god or demon, standing on the ground. Wherever it passed, the ground collapsed.

A whole blood shadow jumped out, the blood mist dispersed, and with overwhelming murderous intent, it rushed towards He Yuanyang's position.

He Yuanyang grabbed hold with one hand, and hundreds of aqua-colored swords arose from the air, floating in all directions around him, densely packed with sharp swords.

As he pointed forward with one hand, the water swords all over the sky swept towards the bloody figure.

boom!

The water-colored long swords instantly penetrated the bloody figure completely.

However, within a moment, all the water-colored long swords were suddenly stained by the diffuse blood energy, and the sword body turned into streaks of red luster, and then disappeared directly, being dissolved into water vapor and dissipated in the air.

And the bloody figure had already taken this opportunity to reach He Yuanyang, roared loudly, stretched out his big hand, and was about to pinch He Yuanyang's neck.

"I have already said that in the Bamboo Water Formation, no one is my rival. Even if you burn up a dozen of kung fu, it will only add to the laughter."

He Yuanyang did not dodge, but suddenly blue light shone all over his body, and the big hand of the bloody figure suddenly pinched his neck.

This time, the expected sound of a broken neck was not heard. Instead, in the eyes of everyone, the palm of the bloody figure penetrated directly from He Yuanyang's neck.

"how so!"

"Did his neck disappear?"

Seeing this, I was not impressed, and there were waves of exclamations from around me, full of confusion.

Taoist Master Shenwei's face changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "Transform into form with water! How could you possibly have reached such a state of cultivation!"

"How is it possible that even the great ancestor of your He family, He Batian, has never reached a state!"

The voice of Priest Shenwei was filled with incredulity.

His body couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing Taoist Master Shenwei acting so rude, the hearts of everyone in the Zhan family have fallen to the bottom.

"Transform into water?"

Lin Yi looked there, slightly surprised.

The so-called turning into water means turning one's body into water, and water is a fluid thing and is so soft that no matter how strong the force is, it cannot hurt him at all.

The ability of He Yuanyang in front of him was beyond Lin Yi's expectation.

"If I have never reached this level, how can I have the face to call myself a century-old genius of the He family!"

He Yuanyang laughed heartily. His height of 1.65 meters seemed particularly tall at the moment.

A water-colored long sword formed in his hand, and then he grabbed the hilt with one hand, swung the sword's edge, and slashed at the bloody shadow in front of him.

This sword was different from the past. There was extremely strong sword power accumulated on the sword's edge. The sword's edge cut and cut off the bloody shadow's head directly.

Then the sword in his hand kept blazing, and every time the sword came out, a puff of blood mist was cut off from the bloody figure.

Not long after, the entire bloody figure exploded with a bang and completely disappeared from the world.

As for He Yuanyang, there was not a single scratch on his body, and he still looked the same as before.

On the side of Taoist Master Shenwei, the moment the bloody figure disappeared, his entire body more than doubled in size, his face turned pale, and just standing there, he was a little shaky and could hardly stand upright.

"Now the bamboo forest here is covered by the bamboo and water formation. I will chop off your head first to comfort the spirit of the great ancestor of the He family in heaven."

He Yuanyang came slowly. Every time he moved forward, a bit of mist suddenly rose up from his feet, as if he were riding on the waves, which looked particularly magical.

The old man of the Zhan family suddenly sat on the chair, his face particularly ugly. Zhan Tianang clenched his fists, but he was helpless.

Taoist Master Shenwei stood there, bowing slightly and breathing heavily, as if he was dying.

Zhan Tianyu ran to his side and held his arm. His pretty face was as white as snow, and he was also frightened by He Yuanyang who was approaching him step by step.

"It's over, it's over, I could have known I wouldn't have come!"

Youlong's face turned pale with anxiety.

The masters beside him quickly retreated one by one at this moment. Even if they could not leave the bamboo and water formation, they all hoped to distance themselves from He Yuanyang at this time.

However, when He Yuanyang just walked up to Taoist Master Shenwei.

A cell phone rings.

The sound came suddenly and was a bit abrupt.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked along the source of the sound, and saw a young boy standing aside, taking out an iPhoneX and answering the call with a tense atmosphere.
Chapter completed!