Ye Mo threw out the last three formation flags, and even the top-grade spirit stone, and then shouted: "Seal it for me."
In an instant, Ye Mo's defensive formation was set up, countless white lights flashed, and the place where Ye Mo and Ji Zhiyuan fought was no longer an open space.
I arranged the formation, and the territory here is mine.
Ye Mo swept over with his spiritual consciousness again. Ji Zhiyuan was hiding in the shadow of his sword, staring at the formation that Ye Mo had set up. After a while, he murmured to himself, "Level 3 peak formation."
Law?"
As soon as Ye Mo's consciousness moved, the countless sword shadows in the formation were completely swept away by the white light in Ye Mo's formation and disappeared.
He let out a long sigh and continued to be beaten passively. It was not until his formation was laid out that he had any room to speak. This formation belonged to him, and every formation flag had his divine mark. If he wanted
If there is any Shadowless Sword in his territory, then don't dream about it.
What Ye Mo didn't expect was that the formation he had set up with top-quality spiritual stones was originally a third-level elementary formation, but now it was almost at its peak.
After swallowing two pills again, Ye Mo still couldn't heal the wound caused by Ji Zhiyuan's shadow sword. There were even faint waves of cold breath coming from the wound. Ye Mo secretly screamed that it was terrible but also said that he was lucky.
, if he doesn't arrange the formation and expects a few secondary formations to escape from Ji Zhiyuan, that is wishful thinking. This guy is really powerful, Ye Mo has seen a lot of golden elixirs perfect, but
To be honest, I have never seen a more powerful guy than Ji Zhiyuan.
This guy with this price definitely has a place in the Jindan Hall of Fame, and his ranking won't even be low.
"You are indeed a formation master, and your formation cultivation is not simple." Ji Zhiyuan appeared again, and although his tone was cold, there was a hint of emotion. His sword was as thin as a cicada's wings.
The flying sword was suspended in front of him, still carrying that permeating cold aura.
Ye Mo used the 'Purple Sword' and had no intention of talking nonsense with this guy. The 'Purple Sword' once again brought out countless purple sword lights. Different from the previous swords, this time all these purple sword lights gathered together.
It formed a knot around Ye Mo's body, gathering more and more, and finally formed a purple ocean. At the same time, some beads of sweat appeared on the top of Ye Mo's head.
Ye Mo knew that his purple light couldn't help Ji Zhiyuan for a while. Now that his formation had been set up, he simply used a conspiracy. When his purple light sword energy was concentrated to a certain extent, he would attack Ji Zhiyuan in one go.
.When the time comes, combined with the formation attack and 'Shadowless', he will not believe that this Ji Zhiyuan has three heads and six arms.
"Wait a minute." To Ye Mo's expectation, Ji Zhiyuan actually asked Ye Mo not to do anything.
Without waiting for Ye Mo to speak, Ji Zhiyuan said again: "Although your formation is powerful, I'm sure you can't do anything to me in the end. As long as you let go of the formation, I will leave voluntarily. The rest of the grievances will be wiped out.
I won't even hold you accountable for killing the two Jindan disciples of our sect just now. You have to know that even if I didn't escape in the end, the 'Ghost Immortal Sect' will know that it was you who did it, and you will never be able to escape 'Ghost Immortal Sect'.
Door's pursuit..."
"Go to hell..." Ye Mo sneered, not taking what Ji Zhiyuan said seriously at all. Under the agitation of true energy, countless purple sword lights swept towards Ji Zhiyuan overwhelmingly. At the same time,
Shadows and attack formations were also activated.
Don't say that the 'Ghost Immortal Sect' is just a five-star sect. Even a six-star, seven-star or even nine-star sect dares to threaten Ye Mo. He will never show mercy.
Ji Zhiyuan's face changed. He didn't expect that Ye Mo was not afraid of the 'Ghost Immortal Sect' at all and dared to attack him. But at this time, he couldn't think about that much. The flying sword above his head was as thin as a cicada's wing.
Bringing countless silver lights out.
But here is Ye Mo's formation. This formation is filled with Ye Mo's formation flags, and every corner is under his control.
Ji Zhiyuan's silent sword shadow that rolled up all over the sky did no harm to Ye Mo. Almost at the same time that his sword shadow was activated, the white light shield that arose from Ye Mo's formation was like having eyes.
He blocked his sword shadow.
Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of Ji Zhiyuan's terrifying sword skills. That kind of sword skills was like ghost energy, dark and cold, invisible and hard to catch, but it was everywhere and could even kill people.
His strength is astonishing. If he hadn't set up a formation here in advance, he really wouldn't have been able to find a good way to counterattack with this kind of sword skill.
"Boom boom boom boom boom"
When Ji Zhiyuan's ghostly sword shadow was blocked by Ye Mo's formation, Ji Zhiyuan urged his flying sword. The ghostly sword shadow suddenly changed.
The feeling of being unable to touch disappeared. In an instant, it became fierce and oppressive. Like lightning and thunder, the formation that blocked Ye Mo's sword skills was struck with a roar. It seemed that the formation could be exploded at any time.
Ye Mo's heart trembled. He immediately knew that the opponent's sword skills were far from what he had just shown. If his formation did not use the best spiritual stones, it might have been destroyed.
Thinking of this, how could Ye Mo dare to be lazy? After the 'Purple Sword' swept away the endless purple light sword energy, he clenched the 'Purple Sword' again and slashed through it with one strike. He couldn't let Ji Zhiyuan continue to push the sword.
His true energy bombarded his own formation.
"Bang bang..."
There were countless dull sounds again, and Ye Mo's purple sword light completely hit the shield that Ji Zhiyuan had propped up like a pot lid.
Ye Mo saw Ji Zhiyuan spurting out several mouthfuls of blood after being struck by his sword light, but the sword light was finally blocked by him.
Although the purple sword light was powerful, it didn't seem to have much lethality when faced with Ji Zhiyuan's pot-lid spiritual shield. Ye Mo didn't dare to hesitate anymore, the 'Huan Yun Xing Yi Sword' had already been slashed out.
In the past, Ye Mo's use of the 'Huan Yun Xing Yi Dao' always inspired countless sword lights, and then he would use his own thoughts to control the sword lights. But this time, Ye Mo did not activate any sword lights, so he closed his eyes and struck out with the sword.
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He chose the place where he felt the most and struck out. If others saw this strike, they would definitely be puzzled. Because the place where Ye Mo struck out with the strike was exactly in the middle of the round shield in Ji Zhiyuan's hand.
That is to say, the most powerful protection point of the round shield. If there is a difference, it is that Ye Mo's sword is slightly tilted.
Ji Zhiyuan also didn't understand. He didn't understand why Ye Mo would use such a knife. But he immediately sneered, Ye Mo was competing with him for real energy. He might trust the kitchen knife in his hand, but
A mere first-level Jindan monk dared to compete with him in terms of true energy, even when he was holding a middle-grade spiritual weapon. That was really underestimating his plan to achieve true energy.
The next moment, Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' had already struck his shield weapon.
"Click"
This sound stung Ji Zhiyuan's eardrums like a needle. How could he hear this sound? Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' smashed his shield weapon like cutting off a piece of tofu, and then directly
The same hit him on the chest. With a "pop" sound, after his shadow sword injured Ye Mo several times, Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' hit Ji Zhiyuan for the first time, and Ji Zhiyuan was seriously injured.
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He actually found the most vulnerable part of his spiritual weapon at this moment, and could also split the spiritual weapon shield by destroying the internal structure of the spiritual weapon? Ji Zhiyuan looked at the broken spiritual shield in his hand in disbelief, with only one thought in his heart
Sound, how is this possible? He couldn't even care about the foot-long wound on his chest that already hurt the bones.
Any magic weapon has its most vulnerable point, which is the magic weapon's cover. The better the level of the magic weapon, the smaller the cover. But to a monk, the magic weapon's cover is nothing at all, because his own magic weapon is
It was refined by oneself, and no one knows about it except himself. Even if others know, if the true energy struck on the magic weapon cannot echo the structure of the magic weapon itself, it will not be able to harm the magic weapon.
But after Ye Mo discovered the weakness of his spiritual shield, he could seize the structure of the spiritual weapon and split his shield in half with one knife, which made him not be shocked.
Seeing that Ji Zhiyuan was extremely horrified, Ye Mo would never let go of this opportunity. He slashed out the 'Purple Sword' in his hand again, the Phantom Cloud Flying Sword. At the same time, the 'Wuying' lurking on the side also rushed forward.
The moment Ji Zhiyuan's blood was swallowed up by the 'Wuying', he saw Ye Mo's purple kitchen knife again, and his heart was torn.
"Puff puff puff puff."
Countless blood mist splashed up, and Ji Zhiyuan was completely enveloped by Ye Mo's Phantom Cloud Flying Knife.
At this time, Ji Zhiyuan was not even as good as the golden elixir perfection monk that Ye Mo met in the 'Shayuan Medicine Valley'. The golden elixir was directly swallowed by 'Wuying'.
Ye Mo did not continue to let the 'Wuying' swallow Ji Zhiyuan's meridians, but directly called the 'Wuying' back and put away his formation flag.
As for Ji Zhiyuan's flying sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, Ye Mo took it into the Golden Page World. He didn't dare to put his ring in it, just in case.
At this time, Ye Mo was only happy. He was happy that he had defeated Ji Zhiyuan, but more importantly, he had truly mastered the feeling of wielding a sword with his will.
Ji Zhiyuan, who had lost his golden elixir, looked at Ye Mo blankly and muttered something that he didn't know what he was talking about.
After Ye Mo took back the formation flag, he looked at Ji Zhiyuan and said coldly: "How do you heal the wound of your flying sword? Tell me, I will give you a pleasure if you tell me. If you don't tell me, I will tell you."
That way, your soul will be burned with fire."
Ji Zhiyuan shuddered, and his eyes suddenly became cold and gloomy again, "Ye, you are finished. Even if you escape throughout Beiwangzhou, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of the 'Ghost Immortal Sect'...
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Ye Mo slapped him in the face and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Say it or don't say it."
"You're dreaming." Ji Zhiyuan said with a sneer. He believed that with Ye Mo's initial cultivation of Jindan, even if he were killed, there would be no way to prevent his secret method from escaping and regenerating his soul. He could still become a ghost cultivator again.
Time is very precious to Ye Mo, so he doesn't have time to talk to Ji Zhiyuan. He took out a five-color flag and said to Ji Zhiyuan, since you don't want to say it, then there is no need to say it.
"Colorful Soul-Eating Flag?" Ji Zhiyuan suddenly changed his face and shouted in shock.
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