Ye Xiaochuan is a wretched person. He relies on the green sword that he shoots continuously as a cover. He hides in a corner where the sun and moon fall at the same time and cannot hit him. He secretly moves the universe towards the middle-aged man.
A sword.
He has a lot of experience breaking turtle shells.
Situ Feng had taught him back then that if he wanted to break through other people's defensive barriers, he had to attack them a little bit.
In the early days of his seclusion in Fenghuang Mountain, he couldn't break through Jingse's protective barrier of Vajra Dharma. Later, after being pointed out by Situ Feng, Jingse spent the rest of the day running around with his head in his arms. The other party had not reached the realm of heaven and human beings. Ye Xiaochuan
I have the confidence and ability to break his protective barrier. The nine jade pieces flying around that guy's body are too annoying, like a door god stationed outside the defensive barrier, or
As many as nine.
The middle-aged man also discovered something was wrong with the Qi Sword. Although there were thousands of green Qi Swords shooting down from the sky, and each one was very powerful in attack, he could easily resolve them.
However, among the blue qi swords that fill the sky, a sword qi with extremely powerful attack power will appear from time to time. Every time the sword qi hits one's defensive barrier, the barrier will vibrate slightly.
He wanted to fight back, but his mental power finally found Ye Xiaochuan's location. It turned out to be dozens of feet away from him, not within thirty feet of him at all.
He secretly cursed Ye Xiaochuan for being as cowardly as a mouse and as cunning as a fox. Now he finally understood why Baihua Fairy and Feng Xiuxue fell at the feet of this boy one after another. This boy was not only afraid of death, but also wretched. He was like getting into a rice warehouse.
The big rat inside is sneaky and sneaky. He first leaves himself with his skin and bones in a safe area far away from the battle circle, and then uses his sword skills crazily. You can't hit him.
He, he can get you, and he is in an invincible position. It's a pity that he cultivates the wind law of close combat, not the fire law of Lan Qiyun, Zhao Wuji, Gu Pan'er, and Zuo Qiu, who can attack from a distance.
It is not Ye Xiaochuan's strong point. Not only is the power of the Qi Sword condensed in the Wanjian Style somewhat compromised, but even the Qiankun
The same goes for a sword.
It was already difficult to break the middle-aged man's defensive barrier, and now it was even more difficult.
Ye Xiaochuan is not in a hurry. In the battle situation in front of him, the human cultivators have an absolute advantage. He feels that it is the cultivators in heaven who should be anxious, not the cultivators in the human world.
Even if this meaningless fight would last forever, he would still be willing to accompany it.
Of course it won't take so long. It's morning now. He estimates that the winner of this battle will be decided at dusk today. Only the craziest people can think of such an unrealistic idea to completely annihilate the six tribes of Tianren.
Eliminating more than half of them will have achieved Ye Xiaochuan's strategic goal. If two-thirds can be eliminated, there will be no war in the world for at least the next five years.
Things happened. Hua Wuyou appeared again driving the White Bone Demonic Dragon. Many people saw him, but no one dared to do anything to him. This man, who was more beautiful than any woman, was like the only god in the universe, traveling around
Above Taixu, looking down
There are ants-like beings under your feet.
Hua Wuyou's cold and calm voice echoed throughout the sky and the earth.
"Who dares to fight with me?"
These six simple words made everyone in heaven and earth speechless.
In the distance, Yu Jizi and others looked at each other in confusion. Master Kong Yuan wanted to take a step forward to challenge, but was held back by Yu Jizi. The difference in strength was too great. No one in the field could be Hua Wuyou's opponent in a single fight. Death in the Xumi realm
Abnormal, able to play Jade Machine, Qiankunzi, Master Kongyuan, and Guan Shaoqin at the same time
, Tuoba Yu and the other five are not at a disadvantage.
Yu Jizi felt that if he wanted to deal with this pervert, he would have to dispatch ten heads of the four major factions of the righteous way and the six major factions of the demonic sect to attack at the same time. If Master Kong Yuan takes action, he will definitely lose.
Of course it's not that exaggerated.
Sumeru is not invincible. Before Xuanying reached Sumeru, she was surrounded and suppressed many times by the Righteous Path of the World and the Demon Sect of the Western Regions. She was seriously injured every time. At that time, her cultivation was at the peak of immortality.
After reaching Sumeru, his strength tripled. Although he was powerful, he was not invincible.
Hua Wuyou may not be stronger than Xuan Ying. If the two really fight, his chance of winning is only 40%, while Xuan Ying has 60%.
No one dares to fight, no one dares to fight.
Hua Wuyou's contemptuous laughter resounded throughout the world, followed by the roar of the terrifying white-bone demon dragon at his feet.
The roar of the demon dragon was much more domineering than Hua Wuyou's mocking laughter. Before this monster became a skeleton, it was the second-ranked black dragon among the top ten ancient monsters in the world. Its predecessor was the black water snake.
A long time ago, he was killed by the Nirvana Phoenix nine times, and now he has become an undead bone dragon, but his domineering power has not diminished at all.
Hearing the dragon's roar, Wangcai was furious. He looked up and saw a huge white-bone demon dragon hundreds of feet long. The little fat bird immediately withered and hid in Yun Qiyou's arms, never daring to show his face again.
Wangcai was as greedy for life and afraid of death as his master, which undermined the dignity of the fire phoenix. But Fugui was a proud ice phoenix. It couldn't stand the roar of the demon dragon, and before Yun Qiyou could say anything, it was already flying high.
, as the phoenix sings, wealth and honor
His body rapidly expanded and turned into a huge ice bird with wings spread over a hundred feet, soaring up to ninety thousand miles to confront the white-bone demon dragon.
Another person who couldn't stand the arrogance of the White Bone Demon Dragon was Defu, the Dragon King of the West Sea.
A three-foot-long golden dragon walked out of Yaoguang's sleeve. When he saw the white-bone demon dragon in the sky, he became as angry as an irrational bull. He opened his small mouth and let out a dragon roar.
Despite its small size, the roar it makes is terrifyingly loud, no worse than a black dragon.
Therefore, cultivators on the battlefield can hear the roar of a dragon in the sky and another on the ground, plus the cry of a phoenix intervening from a third party.
Yao Guang's heart skipped a beat. She stood on the wasteland, holding a fairy sword that she had just picked up that was not a low-grade spiritual weapon. She raised her neck and looked at the white-bone demon above the nine heavens.
dragon.
She said: "What a terrifying dragon." Axiang said: "Look at your ignorant appearance, you still want to be a big sister? This white-bone demon dragon is the one who was burned to death by Shenfeng Duan Xiaohuan 160,000 years ago.
A black dragon evolved from the black water black snake. It is not scary. The one standing on its head
A young man is scary."
Miss Qingying nodded and said: "He is quite scary. After shouting for a long time, no one dared to challenge him. I guess no one is his opponent."
Axiang said: "You don't know him? Didn't you inherit the memory of your ancestors?"
Qingying hit his head hard and said with some embarrassment: "Since Zhu Xiaomei's ancestors thousands of years ago, there have been problems with the memory inheritance, and many memories have not been preserved."
Axiang was stunned, and then said after a while: "That person is Hua Wuyou, the leader of this catastrophe in the heaven. More than 20,000 years ago, Kunlun, the human god of war, died in his hands."
After saying that, she began to stuff the messy magic weapons stuck on her back and waist into the Qiankun storage bracelet, leaving only the Hunyuan stick she snatched from Feng Xioxue, and the Qiu Feng stick she got from Monk Conghua.
Here comes Tianluo Needle.
Qingying said: "What are you going to do?"
Axiang said: "Let's go up and meet him." Yaoguang and Qilisi clapped their hands at the same time and said: "You are brave, we will cheer you on from behind."