The Monkey King was so angry that Fang Xiu couldn't temper him, so he had to leave it to Qi Yun. The two were truly evenly matched.
"Old man, I didn't expect you to dare to come here. It seems you are really not afraid of death!"
The monkey king grinned his fangs in a ferocious manner, and one can imagine the anger in his eyes.
As the King of Ten Thousand Monkeys, all the gods once had a glimpse of the sky, but now they are attacked by two guys who are not as powerful as themselves. Where is the dignity?
He is now at the height of his power, and within a few hundred years, he may be able to return to the realm of the Martial Emperor. By then, Qi Yun will not be his own.
However, what he couldn't tolerate was that these two guys, whom he regarded as ants, still wanted to become the masters.
"In order to survive and to be free, old man, I will do my best until I die."
Qi Yun is also full of fighting spirit. Being alone for more than a thousand years is more painful than being in prison. He is no longer afraid of life and death, just to give it a try, so what else is there to worry about?
"Then I will make it happen for you!"
The Monkey King waved the giant ax in his hand, the iron rope stretched across the sky, the battle ax was astonishing, and his power reached the mountains.
Qi Yun took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't do it but he did it. How long he could last in this battle was up to him.
It has to be said that the Monkey King is really too strong, especially since the two have fought against each other before, so they know each other's strength and methods very well. At this moment, Fang Xiu's blood was boiling, but from the beginning,
Qi Yun fell into a passive position, and the confrontation between the two was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, especially the depression that has been held in his heart for thousands of years. At this moment, Qi Yun must vent it all before he will give up.
The blood-stained long sword was no longer at its best, but Qi Yun still persisted and fought the Monkey King bloodyly.
Fang Xiu was very excited to see this scene, but what faced him was also not simple. Hundreds of hairy monkeys were all very powerful. There were countless True Martial Realm Dzogchen and Half-Step Martial Kings.
Although it was very difficult for Qi Yun to fight one-on-one, what Fang Xiu had to face was the siege of so many hairy monkeys, which were also as big as a fight.
"They come, the security!"
Fang Xiu took a breath, raised his sword, and swept through thousands of troops like a mat.
Fortunately, the vitality in his body is full, even when facing so many hairy monkeys, he will not feel lacking. Wheel fighting has always been what Fang Xiu is best at.
The sword edge swept across, invincible at the same level. Although there were many hairy monkeys, Fang Xiu still had amazing fighting power. He kept pushing back one hairy monkey after another, and many of them fell into a pool of blood.
In the green valley, the shouts of killing shook the sky. Fang Xiu and Qi Yun were both at a disadvantage. Moreover, Fang Xiu had one more thing than Qi Yun, that is, he had to work hard to find an exit. Yuan Wen
A large formation must be broken through.
One after another, the hairy monkeys brought huge pressure to Fang Xiu. If there were too many ants, they would kill the elephant. With so many hairy monkeys, their strength is only half-step Martial King and True Martial Realm Dzogchen. Who can bear it?
"Kill the Thunder Elephant!"
"Thunder Tiger!"
Fang Xiu struck out one move after another, with thunderous power, fierce and fierce, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Although Fang Xiu was also taking every step, at least he was able to stabilize the situation in this battle. The violent and domineering Qi crisscrossed the area.
, like arrows, appearing and disappearing, capable of attack and attack.
Seeing the hairy monkeys fall down one by one, the fighting spirit in Fang Xiu's eyes became even stronger. His fighting spirit was no worse than Qi Yun's, and he became more brave and high-spirited. In this situation, Fang Xiu could
On the contrary, Xio was extremely excited during the fight, sweating like rain, and full of energy.
"Sudden thunder sound!"
"Brontosaurus!"
Fang Xiu showed his power again, violent winds and rains rose up, and the Nine Kills Thunder God Technique looked down upon Ling Tian. In less than an hour, nearly a hundred hairy monkeys had become the souls of his sword, and there was a rain of blood in the valley.
Fishy wind.
This battle, for Fang Xiu, can be said to be full of fighting spirit. There are so many hairy monkeys, it is simply the biggest training, and every time he attacks, he never shows weakness. From the sharpening of the sword, Fang Xiu's actual combat skills are getting stronger and stronger.
Skilled, but there were too many hairy monkeys, and Fang Xiu gradually fell into a stalemate.
Looking at Qi Yun again, the situation is much more difficult than his own, and he is losing ground. Fortunately, Qi Yun has rich experience, because he was also a true emperor back then, and the power of the Martial Emperor cannot be violated!
But now, it is different. His strength has already declined, and he is becoming more and more passive. In a short period of time, he may not be able to withstand the opponent's attack. The monkey king holding a giant ax is thin, but has
The power of the world, the domineering side, the ferocious face, the force of the world, and the complete advantage.
The showdown between strong and powerful was even more thrilling, but the one who really felt the crisis of life and death was Qi Yun. The Monkey King suppressed him and approached him step by step, almost not giving Qi Yun any chance. On the line between life and death, no one knew who could laugh.
to the end.
Fang Xiu went all out and summoned two human bone puppets. At this moment, he finally alleviated his sense of oppression. The two human bone puppets had amazing combat power, comparable to the strong ones of the Martial King. Their appearance instantly took over the battlefield. There was no need for it at all.
Fang Xiu had no worries, but at the critical moment, it was impossible for him to join forces with Qi Yun to fight against the Monkey King. Not to mention whether they could defeat the Monkey King, the most important thing now was to find an exit and leave this dark and dark Luoshen Valley.
Fang Xiu pulled away and retreated. At this moment, Qi Yun was completely defeated. The sword in his hand was cut one after another by the Monkey King.
The giant ax that dominated the world cut across the horizon. The moment it fell, the sword broke and he retreated. Qi Yun's blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of shock and unwillingness.
Fang Xiu knew that the time that Qi Yun could hold on was running out. If he continued like this, he might be in a miserable situation. Even if the sword was broken, the person would die. Even Qi Yun himself became confused in his eyes.
"Old man, your sword is broken, what are you going to do with me? Hahaha!"
The Monkey King sneered, his arrogance rising to the sky, arrogant and arrogant.
"Brother Qi, take the sword!"
Fang Xiu's eyes were blazing, and the Tyrant Sword in his hand flew away in an instant. Qi Yun's eyes lit up, his whole body was shaken, and he jumped up and took Fang Xiu's Tyrant Sword, his heart filled with passion.
"What a sword!"
"What a sword!"
Qi Yun couldn't help but say that this Tyrant Sword was so powerful that he had only seen it in his life, and even when he was regarded as an emperor in terms of strength, he had never seen such a peerless weapon.
Such a treasure, Fang Xiu would not hesitate to borrow the sword, which is also a great encouragement to Qi Yun. With the Tyrant Sword in hand, his combat power will definitely be greatly improved.
Qi Yun has high morale and a tiger in his heart.
Looking at each other, Qi Yun valued Fang Xiu even more and strengthened their determination to leave this place.
A scholar dies for a confidant!
Fang Xiu's ability to lend him the most important sword in his life has already shown how much he values himself. With such a good friend, what more could he ask for?
They were in dire straits, and the only chance was here. He would never give up. His sword was like his life, and Fang Xiu tried his best to help him. How could he live up to his request?
Moreover, Qi Yun also saw the two puppets behind Fang Xiu, blocking almost all the hairy monkeys. He was the only one left in this battle, and he must not lose control at the critical moment.
"Thank you."
Qi Yun clasped his hands in his fists and stared at Fang Xiu. His eyes were full of determination as if he was ready to die.
"Brother Qi, it's up to you!"
After Fang Xiu finished speaking, he turned to the Water Curtain Cave without looking back.
Qi Yun showed a relieved smile, holding the Tyrant Sword in his hand and laughing freely.
"Well, there will never be such a hearty battle. The majesty of the emperor, even if he falls into the mortal world, is still inviolable!"
Qi Yun stood up with his sword in hand, his temples as graceful as frost, and his aura dominated the heaven and earth.
"Old man, with the divine sword in my hand, you are also a dying insect. In my hands, you can't escape. The last time I let you escape, you have been living for more than a thousand years. It's time for you to die."
The monkey king swung his giant ax and slashed down into the void, his power was as fast as breaking bamboo.
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Qi Yun was full of murderous intent. After having the Tyrant Sword, his momentum was even greater than before. The power of the Divine Sword was unparalleled and made Qi Yun almost rekindle his fighting spirit. Thinking back to those days when a sword swept through thousands of armies, it seemed that it was coming back to him again.
Come to mind.
"kill--"
Qi Yun laughed wildly and slashed furiously with his sword, riding the wind and waves.
Like Qi Yun with divine help, the two needle-like figures overlapped again.
After the storm passed, Fang Xiu retreated straight to the Water Curtain Cave, leaving the rest to his fate.
After entering the Water Curtain Cave, Fang Xiu felt stronger fluctuations in vitality. It was like the eye of the storm where all vitality gathered.
"Such a strong vitality. No wonder the Monkey King is so powerful and domineering. This is really the center of the vitality storm. This battlefield of gods seems to be real."
Fang Xiu murmured.
In the Water Curtain Cave, an oval-shaped stone platform caught Fang Xiu's attention. All the energy seemed to be flowing out of this oval stone platform.
"Yuanwen makes up for it, right here."
Fang Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he landed there with incomparable precision. He was even more shocked. As long as he unraveled the entangled Yuan patterns in the oval stone platform, he could break through the confinement of the battlefield of the gods.
Everything was within Fang Xiu's expectation, but he didn't know how long it would take to crack it. It might be an hour or two hours, or it might be a hundred years or a thousand years. He didn't know.
Fang Xiu was calm and steady, and glanced at Qi Yun who was fighting fiercely outside the Water Curtain Cave. He had the Tyrant Sword in his hand, which had saved him a lot of ground, but it was still a fight at the end of the battle. If he wanted to kill Qi Yun,
It's probably a fantasy.
"We must untie the shackles of the Yuan Pattern Formation as soon as possible, which is the top priority!"
Fang Xiu's eyes flashed, his mind raced, and he began to devote himself wholeheartedly to deciphering the Yuan Pattern Formation.