Yuan Miao was slightly startled. Qin Sang had always been on the defensive before. This situation was too normal. Faced with the fierce pursuit of the Zhu Yan clan, most people could only try to parry. It was not that they did not want to fight back, but that they had no chance to fight back.
Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be able to do it with ease!
When the last word came out of Qin Sang's mouth, the sound almost rang in his ears.
Only then did Yuan Miao feel that the crisis was approaching. A cyan electric light appeared in his field of vision. It was so fast that it seemed to pierce the void in an instant and approach him. He immediately reacted and placed the red magic stick across his chest.
In front of me, I felt a fierce impact, as if I was hit by a mountain. My body trembled, and my eyes suddenly became dark.
The spiritual treasure in Qin Sang's hand was like a huge stone slab, covering him and being firmly supported by the red magic stick. The two spiritual treasures collided most violently, causing the arena to shake again and strange lights to flicker on the battlefield.
Yuan Miao had rich combat experience, a keen sense of spirituality, and his reaction was not unpleasant, almost instinctive. He had just parried the blow in time. If it had been anyone else, although he would not have been defeated on the spot, he would have probably lost the initiative in an instant.
He tried his best to stimulate his blood, shook his arms hard, and opened the spiritual tablets a little. His figure flew back, trying to gain room for adjustment, but before he could stabilize his figure, pressure hit him from above.
In desperation, Yuan Miao could only hold up his stick with both hands to block.
With a roar, Yuan Miao was hit hard and fell to the ground. His body was still stable, but his feet suddenly sank into the ground.
The Zhu Yan clan paid special attention to the arena. It was built with a very hard spiritual material, engraved with prohibitions, and blessed with the power of a large formation. Just now, the two of them fought so fiercely that they could not damage anything, but now there are two more
A footprint.
Yuan Miao was about to repeat his old trick, but he felt that the Spirit Card was about to break apart at the first touch, and then another threat came from behind. He had no time to move, so he had to forcefully twist the magic stick to block the blow.
The next scene made Si Lu and others watching the battle feel familiar. They had just seen it, but the two people had switched roles.
Now it was Yuan Miao who was being beaten. Faced with Qin Sang's violent attack, Yuan Miao seemed to be unable to resist. His feet sank into the ground and he didn't even have a chance to pull them out. He was hit hard by Qin Sang one after another.
, sinking deeper and deeper, almost sinking the calf.
At this moment, Yuan Miao felt extremely aggrieved. This was his best fighting style, but now it was reproduced by his opponent.
Qin Sang's fighting skills are richer than he expected. You know, it is one thing to be excellent in escape skills, but it is another thing to combine escape skills with fighting skills.
Especially when two martial arts monks fight against each other and fight hand to hand, sometimes the changes are only within a few inches. No matter how good the escape technique is, it may not be able to play a big role. Once used improperly, it may cause oneself to be unable to coordinate, and the opponent will catch the flaw. Yuan Miao
Just waiting for this opportunity.
But judging from Qin Sang's performance, the opponent had no such concerns at all. Qin Sang didn't even use any superb magical combat skills. He just relied on the thunder escape technique and the spiritual tablet to suppress him in place.
When Qin Sang used the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, Yuan Miao also sensed it, but he didn't expect that the seal had such power.
‘Boom!’
Yuan Miao knew that he had sunk another inch. He was like the wooden pile, and Qin Sang was the one who drove the pile.
This situation must change!
Yuan Miao couldn't find an opportunity, so he had to create it himself. He immediately changed his mind and the blood flames covering his body suddenly erupted.
He suddenly raised his head and his hair stood up, as if he had transformed into a blazing fire.
Dots of blood light were born in the blood flames. The blood light merged in the center of the eyebrows and bloomed into a blood flower. After some strange changes, it finally turned into a small blood seal and merged into the center of Yuan Miao's eyebrows in a flash.
A low roar sounded on the battlefield, like the roar of a demonic ape that had been passed down to the present world from ancient times.
When Ji Hong and the Zhu Yan tribe master heard the roar, they both felt their hearts pounding, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was aroused. The Zhu Yan tribe master jumped up, squatted down in his position, scratched his ears and cheeks, a look on his face
Looking eagerly at the ring, wishing he could take his place.
Fortunately, he hadn't lost his wits yet. He turned to look at Ji Hong, his eyes full of fighting spirit, eager to try.
Jihong sensed danger and hurriedly hid under Silu's collar.
At this time, the battlefield had changed. Yuan Miao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and fierce, and he seemed to have really turned into a demon ape.
The red magic stick in his hand pointed towards the sky, and a trace of coquettish blood appeared on the surface, which disappeared and instantly transformed into thousands of shadows of the stick.
Qin Sang's eyes were solemn. In his eyes, the other stick shadows no longer existed, and there was only one red magic stick heading straight towards his face.
This stick is extremely mysterious. I don't know how Yuan Miao did it. Was he able to determine his landing point in advance, or was he able to face the blow head-on no matter where he landed.
In short, Qin Sang had just escaped here, and the red magic stick was already in front of him, making him unable to dodge!
He made a decisive decision and immediately stopped the offensive. He flapped his phoenix wings vigorously and left the battlefield.
A fierce gust of wind passed in front of him. Yuan Miao failed to hit Qin Sang, but his goal was achieved. He rose up from the ground, escaped from the pit, turned somersault in mid-air, and counterattacked with all his strength.
Facing the crimson magic stick that was attacking him, Qin Sang once again chose to retreat, but this time it was just to put distance between him and Yuan Miao. Then he turned into a bolt of lightning and approached Yuan Miao at an extremely tricky angle.
.
'boom!'
When the two soldiers met in close combat, both of them were shocked. Qin Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, and Yuan Miao was obviously much more calm at the moment. Before the power of the blood seal faded, it would be difficult to suppress Yuan Miao like he did just now.
While thinking about it, Qin Sang's afterimage was shattered under the magic stick, and he had appeared in another place, waving the spiritual tablet to attack again.
With collisions again and again, the two fought together again, but this time they were no longer limited to one place, their figures were everywhere in the arena. If they were not restrained by the spiritual formation, they would have been beaten to the sky.
It seems that Qin Sang is still fighting and attacking fiercely, but his strategy has changed. He no longer pursues suppressing his opponent, but uses his own escape skills to the fullest to find his opponent's flaws in the fighting.
Yuan Miao is also tit for tat. He may not be able to catch up with Qin Sang, but Qin Sang will always attack. As long as he makes the most perfect response at the moment of the confrontation, Qin Sang will be helpless.
On the north side of the arena, there is a peak, which is only slightly shorter than this peak, and the arena above is also smaller.
I don't know when, the formation on this arena was also opened, but no one was fighting, there was only one figure.
This man was wearing a white robe, with a pair of golden eyes under the white robe. He stood there with his hands folded, his eyes shining with golden light, staring at the opposite side.
The large formation could not block his gaze. Looking at the two people fighting fiercely, his eyes flashed with a strange light.
Qin Sang and Yuan Miao seemed unaware. They only had eyes for their opponent. After a fierce fight, no one was able to suppress their opponent and win, but both of them were looking for opportunities.
'boom!'
There was another collision, and as usual, the two figures separated.
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At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in Yuan Miao's eyes.
Chance!
Finally he was waiting for it!
At the same moment, Qin Sang inexplicably noticed something strange. He seemed to have failed to do something well. He couldn't help but look at Yuan Miao, and saw Yuan Miao's body bathed in blood flames. Everything was as usual, but the strange feeling lingered.
He was certain that something had changed in the blood flames, but he didn't understand the reason.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he was surprised to find that two new heads grew out of Yuan Miao's back, which were exactly the same as Yuan Miao. Not only the heads, but also the arms, and even the red magic stick were divided into three.
"Three heads and six arms?"
Qin Sang immediately thought of this legendary magic and finally saw it with his own eyes.
The new growth is obviously a bit illusory and has not yet reached the state of solidification, but Yuan Miao's momentum has suddenly reached another level.
‘Swish, swish, swish!’
Without giving Qin Sang a chance to figure out his magical powers, the three magic sticks all attacked him.
Three rays of blood tore through the void, with enough momentum to destroy mountains and lands. Finally, they merged into one in front of Qin Sang and turned into a huge stick shadow that destroyed the heaven and earth.
At this moment, the shadow of the stick covers every corner of the arena. Under the magic stick, everything will turn into powder. Even if Qin Sang's escape skills are superb, there is nowhere to hide!
The magic stick hit his head, Qin Sang's expression sank, he set up a seal in his mind, and instantly golden light shot into the sky, and a golden sun rose behind his head.
The Sun Wheel Seal is a secret transmission of the Vajra lineage of Buddhism. The original meaning of this seal is the performance of the physical body. However, Qin Sang's dual cultivation of the Dharma and Body has raised the power of this seal to another level.
Even if you don't use the dharma body at this moment and just use your strength to activate this seal, its power cannot be underestimated.
The golden sun shines brightly, and the overwhelming blood energy escapes one after another.
Yuan Miao's mind tightened, and there was a warning sign, but the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot. There was no possibility of stopping. It would be up to him to see who was more skilled!
Jin Sun happened to be in front of the magic stick, and the two powerful forces collided together in an instant.
'Wow!'
Dazzling waves of golden light swept across the entire arena, and Qin Sang, Yuan Miao and even Jin Ri and the magic stick were engulfed by the golden light.
The arena was filled with golden light.
The next moment, a red stick shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the golden light, looking like a crack on the golden sun.
Suddenly, both the golden sun and the stick shadow were shattered, and the aftermath was still vast, with wave after wave constantly impacting the formation.
There was only a transparent light curtain between the viewing platform and the formation. Under the impact of the aftermath, the light curtain trembled and looked like it might break at any time, and the golden waves that were so close at hand were released.
Jihong retracted his little head into Silu's collar, and the master of the Zhu Yan tribe shrank his neck, losing all will to fight.
The violent aftermath could not subside for a long time, but there was a loud banging sound inside, obviously the fighting had begun again.
Yuan Miao's three-headed and six-armed body was still there, swinging the magic stick without leakage and not giving Qin Sang the slightest chance, but there was nothing he could do to Qin Sang.
After fighting for a few more rounds, Yuan Miao suddenly put away his magical power, stepped out of the battle circle, and shouted, "No fight! No fight!"
Qin Sang was startled, the spirit tablet returned to the size of a palm, the phoenix wings closed, and slowly fell to the ground.
"I can't hurt you, but you might hurt me! You win this time! No more fighting! No more fighting!"
Yuan Miao waved his hands repeatedly, looking a little frustrated.
It is true that if the fight continues, no one may be able to do anything, but as he said, Qin Sang may hurt him, and he has never found a way to break Qin Sang's escape technique.
In this case, it is not unreasonable to say that he is slightly inferior.
The Zhu Yan clan is warlike, but once they understand the situation clearly, losing is a loss and winning is a win, and they will not fight to the death.
Qin Sang said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, I accept the concession."
He has hidden his strength, but this is certainly not all of Yuan Miao's strength. It's just that some methods are not suitable for use in the ring. After all, they are not a life and death fight.
"Sooner or later, I will find a way to restrain your escape skills!" Yuan Miao was still unwilling to accept it, and glared and hummed.
Qin Sang smiled. He didn't dislike this kind of temperament. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm waiting for you, my Taoist friend."
"You wait!"
Yuan Miao said harsh words, waved his sleeves and removed the spiritual array.
Silu flew over and looked at Qin Sang with a hint of amazement in his eyes. He knew that Qin Sang's strongest weapon was actually the dharma body. He didn't expect that he could surpass Yuan Miao just by relying on his strength, power and magical powers.
Ji Hong's eyes shone brightly, and his little face was full of admiration, "Qin Guards, you are so strong!"
"I keep my word. From now on, except for a few forbidden areas of our clan, all three of you can come and go freely, and no one will make things difficult for you..."
Yuan Miao shook his sleeves, and three streaks of light flew out, turning into three red jade tablets.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Yuan."
The three of them felt that Yuan Miao's energy was on the red jade tablet, so they thanked them and put them away.
Yuan Miao looked outside the mountain and said, "We have something to say beforehand. There are many dangerous places near our clan. Even the tribes living nearby dare not approach them easily. If you break in and die inside, you can't blame others."
"Thank you fellow Taoist for reminding me, we know how powerful it is," Silu said with cupped hands.
Looking at the expressions of the three of them, Yuan Miao knew that they didn't take it to heart, and he hummed: "Don't think that I am being alarmist. Our clan is no better than other people. There is a place to the east where the filthy air gathers. Don't go near it."
Hearing this, Jihong and Silu still didn't react, Qin Sang's eyes flashed, "Dirty air?"
Yuan Miao nodded, "The origin of this Qi is unknown. It can pollute all things and contaminate everything. It is very dangerous to those of us who practice. There are ups and downs in it. It seems calm when it falls. Once the dirty Qi rises, it will swallow up everything."
Everything, even if you can get in, you may not be able to get a good deal!"
All things are polluted, and everything is uncontaminated...
The more Qin Sang listened, the more he felt that the filthy aura was very similar to the six-day old aura in Niehe River.
After entering the Great Thousand World for so long, Qin Sang has traveled through several Tianzhou, but he has not heard any rumors about Niehe.
He wondered whether Niehe existed in another way, which was usually hidden from the world and could not be seen by the world. Only the powerful could detect it.
Could it be that there is a section of Niehe River showing up here?
Qin Sang has always suspected that the ruins of the Storm Realm might be located on the Nihe River. It seems to make sense that the Storm Realm appeared in the world, was squeezed out by the Nihe River, and ended up here.
"That's all I've said, please help yourself!"
Yuan Miao waved his sleeves and robe, showing off his guests.
Qin Sang and Si Lu looked at each other and didn't want to ask any more questions, so they handed over and left.
After the three figures disappeared into the mountains, Yuan Miao withdrew his gaze and looked at the mountain peak next to him. With a flash of his figure, he ducked in and asked, "When did Brother Yuan come?"