The dull sound of impact struck people's hearts directly. There was no explosion as imagined, no splash of light as imagined. The two golden lights were like two fires, colliding together and being annihilated at the same time.
Nanmen Yang trembled all over, his golden pupils became more angry, and he shouted loudly: "Go to hell!"
The golden light of the big sword in his hand became even brighter, like the blazing sun. In the blink of an eye, even the crescent moon above the formation lost its luster and became dim!
"Mountain-Breaking Sword"!
The sword tip had just cut downwards, and the whistling sound of the golden sword tip cutting through the air was faint at first. Suddenly, it was like a monster being torn apart, and it suddenly let out an extremely miserable scream!
The golden sword light formed by slashing was like a golden crescent moon, carrying a tearing scream, and slashed diagonally towards the talisman soldiers!
The runes all over the body of the talisman soldier became brighter, like insects swimming around. In the blurry face, the eyes became extremely distant and deep, with the usual indifference.
"I am born to fight!"
Jian Ning's four deep words came out of Fu Bing's mouth one by one, and he lunged and punched!
Another punch!
The golden fist-shaped light ball came out of the hand, and the roaring sound was like the magma surging and rolling from the depths of the ground. It carried an irresistible power and rolled over with a roar!
Boom!
There was another extremely dull boom, and the ground suddenly trembled, making people panic!
Some cultivators who were watching the battle changed their expressions and began to retreat backwards.
Nanmen Yang's huge body trembled again, and the upright hair on his head undulated like a random wind.
The two swords had no effect, and the fighting spirit and madness in Nanmen Yang's chest reached its peak! The golden pupils suddenly burned, almost turning into two golden flames. The golden light all over his body began to shrink inward, and a thin layer of trance appeared on his body.
If it were made of solid golden armor, the rich golden light wrapped around the blade of the giant sword in his hand would flicker like a flame!
As if realizing that the decisive battle was coming, the silent rune soldier's dazzling and bright runes came to life, like insects, twisting and swimming along its armor, and quickly swarmed towards its right fist once again placed on the side of its chest.
Fu Bing's majestic eyes became deeper and deeper, until they were nothing but empty!
"Go to hell!" The explosive roar was like thunder on the ground, and the blue mist around him suddenly exploded in all directions. With him as the center, a blank area with a diameter of one foot was cleared. The power of one drink was so powerful!
He slashed out slowly! There was no whistling sound at all!
However, every muscle in Nanmenyang's body seemed to be beating with the sword. As soon as the sword fell into the air, the suffocating power was already causing the ground to crack every inch!
"I am born to fight!" The deep voice was not loud, but it carried a different kind of power that pointed directly at people's hearts. With these four words, a firm belief filled everyone's heart.
All the runes all over the body poured into its right fist, and its entire body became dim and dull. Except for the fist, which was more dazzling than before, other parts of the body began to fade, like golden mist that could dissipate at any time.
Its movements are exactly the same as before!
Lunge and punch!
A transparent fist boomed from his right fist, like a fist carved from transparent crystal!
The fist did not hit Nanmenyang. It flew halfway, and when Nanmenyang's sword fell slowly, it exploded with a bang!
Boom!
This muffled sound was deeper than the previous two muffled sounds, but any cultivator who witnessed this punch and sword trembled uncontrollably when they heard this muffled thunder!
Kick, kick, kick! Nanmenyang took three steps back in a row, the golden armor all over his body turned into golden light again, and his expression was a little sluggish.
Opposite him, where the talisman soldiers were standing just now, there was nothing, nothing left!
"What a good opponent!" Although Nan Menyang looked a little slumped, he couldn't help but cheer loudly, looking at the place where the talisman soldiers disappeared with some regret.
At this moment, Yu Bai's angry and hateful voice reached Nan Menyang's ears.
"Nan Menyang! I will fight with you!"
In a corner of the Tianhuan Yueming Formation, Zuo Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and bright red blood fell on the ground in front of him, which was shocking. He controlled the talisman soldiers, and Nanmen Yang's last sword was far beyond his ability to bear.
.He just controlled the talisman soldiers to deal with Nanmen Yang, but he was also injured by a single blow. He couldn't help but be deeply shocked by Nanmen Yang's strength!
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bared his teeth expressionlessly.
Savage! Just have fun with Xiaobai!
Forced to control the chaotic spiritual power in his body, he gritted his teeth and continued to lay out the talisman array.
Nan Menyang and Fu Bing fought three times, making all the cultivators in the Fu formation dizzy and confused. This was a completely violent direct collision, without any tricks or dodges!
Many people are in awe. Although Nanmenyang's strength is well evaluated, many people are still not optimistic about him because of his grassroots background. Most people just think that he has a good future. No one expected that he has such a good future.
Terrifying strength.
Thinking of Nanmenyang's appearance like a god of war just now, many people couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
But what they didn't expect was another person, that was Zuo Mo!
Although talisman soldiers are rare, they are difficult to detect by these people. Most swordsmen scorned the talisman seals consumed like this. Of course, the most important thing is the power. None of the talisman soldiers they have seen before has such power.
!
The key is that the one who controls the talisman soldiers is a cultivator who is only in the foundation building stage!
This almost subverts many fixed concepts in their minds.
The gap in realm cannot be changed by one talisman soldier. However, Zuo Mo did it. Although he only managed to survive in three moves, this was already a miracle in the eyes of everyone.
And so far, the weakest player in this sword trial has still not shown up.
This undoubtedly reveals a message
——Zuo Mo still has means!
The formation remained motionless, and the halos gathered above Nanmen Yang's head all dispersed, and he was wandering freely as before.
Zuo Mo's amazing performance aroused the interest of many people. Like Chang Heng, he only entered the Talisman Formation because he found it interesting, but Zuo Mo's strong performance aroused great interest in him.
He was very curious, what could Zuo Mo do?
There is not only one person who thinks this way.
In the sky, Wuling Sanren exclaimed with some surprise: "Not bad, I can fight with Nanmen Yang for three times, the talisman soldiers are good."
Wei Fei's eyes also showed a strange look: "His spiritual consciousness seems to be quite powerful, which is rare. Is the Wukong Sword Sect good at cultivating spiritual consciousness?"
"Without spiritual consciousness, I can't afford the talisman formation." Wuling Sanren said with a natural expression.
"That's true." Wei Fei nodded.
The small mouth behind the plain black gauze could hardly be closed. The impact of the three strokes just now was too strong for her!
Unlike others, she had seen Senior Brother Wang of the Lingying Sect use the Talisman Soldier when Zuo Mo provoked the Lingying Sect. It looked like the same Talisman Soldier, but its power was completely different. She even suspected that this one
The talisman soldiers were able to kill the three talisman soldiers she saw last time.
Maybe he really has some means and doesn't need his own help...
For the first time, she was shaken by her own thoughts.
Suddenly, he remembered what Senior Brother Lin Qian had said to him, and he held a copper coin in his slender hand hidden in his sleeve. In the center of the copper coin, an eye was carved. The eye on the copper coin lit up slightly.
At the same time, the face of the yellow-faced man changed slightly, and his whole body remained motionless. It was as if his whole person suddenly turned into a stone, without any human breath.
The copper coin in Su's hand lights up and goes out.
A stone fell into Su's heart. Senior Brother Lin was fine with everything, but he was a little suspicious. Until now, she still half-believed what Senior Brother Lin said. If Senior Brother Lin hadn't taken out his sect's token, she would have died.
The sword passes.
"Someone just used "Candle Eye" again." Pu Yao suddenly appeared.
Zuo Mo had no time to deal with him: "As long as you stay safe, no one will be able to find out."
"You seem to be in trouble." Pu Yao asked with interest. In his eyes, Zuo Mo was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he always put his own safety in the most important position. He had never seen anyone talking to Zuo Mo.
When talking about safety issues, Zuo Mo had this tone right now.
"These bastards are adding insult to injury!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth without slowing down his hand movements at all.
"You want to fight them desperately?" Pu Yao was obviously gloating.
Zuo Mo was too lazy to pay attention to this idle pervert.
"You have a magic core, why don't you try to remove the magic core and mobilize your spiritual consciousness to control the talisman array?" Pu Yao found out like a conscience this time.
Use the magic core to mobilize the consciousness to control the talisman array? Zuo Mo shook his head subconsciously: "The Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array cannot be controlled until the seventy-two sub-arrays are completed."
"You don't just have the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array." Pu Yao said disapprovingly.
Yes! Why didn’t I think of this?
Zuo Mo only felt his eyes light up. He had fallen into a huge misunderstanding. He only thought about completing the seventy-two sub-arrays of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array, completely forgetting that he had laid out more than just the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array.
This is a huge talisman array!
"Actually, apart from increasing the speed of your spiritual consciousness growth, the demon core is also used as a distraction!" Pu Yao Jin was surprisingly good. He took the initiative to teach Zuo Mo like this without having to pay for crystals.
Rarely seen.
"Distracted?" Zuo Mo rolled his eyes angrily: "At this time, you still want me to be distracted?"
"The so-called distraction means dividing your consciousness and mind into several parts, and each performs its own duties at the same time." Pu Yao said lightly: "Most demons will be distracted, and some demons will even be born.
And a truly powerful demon with this ability can even subdivide its spiritual consciousness into tens of millions of memories, which is extremely powerful!"
But Zuo Mo didn't think about why Pu Yao was so uncharacteristic today. He was shocked by Pu Yao's words!
It was like a bolt of lightning hitting his brain.
Distracted!
Separate the spiritual consciousness and perform their respective duties at the same time...
He has always regarded his spiritual consciousness as a whole, and has never thought of dividing his spiritual consciousness to do different things at the same time.
He suddenly thought about spiritual power. Spiritual power can be broken down into whole parts. Could it be that spiritual consciousness is the same as spiritual power and can also be broken down into whole parts?
Is it really possible...
Zuo Mo's hands, which had not stopped from the beginning until now, suddenly stopped in mid-air!