Xuan Ming felt the violent water essence, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "The fifth-level skill "Poseidon Art", this long-lost skill book, where did you learn it?"
Yun Mengxuan sneered, "I'm afraid you will never know in this life."
"It seems that you must know the whereabouts of the seventh-level skill "Sea Emperor Technique"." Xuan Ming said coldly.
Seventh level Kung Fu book!
The "Tianxuan Sword Technique" practiced by Yuan Futu was only at the sixth level, but the "Sea Emperor and Heavenly Emperor Technique" spoken by Xuan Ming had reached the seventh level and was already the pinnacle of martial arts books. He looked at Yun Mengxuan.
I couldn't help but become shocked.
"I said, you will never know in this life." Yun Mengxuan turned her head, looked at Yuan Futu and said, "If you want to survive, do your best to escape."
As she spoke, her body released an extremely thick stream of true energy, like a river bursting its banks. It was extremely majestic, but also had the immeasurable meaning of the sea. These water-based true energy was absorbed into the air, and suddenly turned into countless azure turbulences.
Seems extremely violent.
Xuan Ming only felt that the space he was in was changing. As screams began behind him, when he turned his head, he only found a few bloody corpses. He suddenly let out a heavy cold snort and controlled Bahuang Xuanbing.
Chopping down.
"Thirty times the mysterious heavy sword!"
A streak of earth-yellow sword light struck and collided hard with Bahuang Xuanbing. The heavy force caused the heaven and earth law to shake violently, resisting the momentum of the slash, and Yuan Futu's mouth and nose overflowed with blood.
, constantly retreating, each step causing the stone bricks to crack.
Yun Mengxuan took advantage of this gap to escape from the Lingxiao Palace. Xuan Ming's eyes were cold, and he once again brought up the Eight Wastelands Xuanbing and shot up into the sky, directly piercing her body, but the body turned into thousands of flowing lights.
The colorful butterfly flapped its wings and flew outside the hall.
"Taikoo Lingbao?"
Xuan Ming also guessed the magic weapon that could help her escape, and shouted: "Stop her!"
At this time, dozens of Shushan Taoists had rushed to this place, and they all used their flying swords to kill the butterflies in the sky.
Before Xuan Ming could turn his head, a bright red blood light appeared in his sight. He smelled a peak murderous intention to slaughter the world in his breath. With a wave of his sleeves, the Eight Desolate Xuan Bing was already lying in front of him.
Yuan Futu's long-awaited killing sword pierced into the Bahuang Xuanbing with a bang, and its power was suddenly reduced.
"Being able to use such a sword, I finally remembered who you are." Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and said, with anger contained in every word.
Now that he had been exposed, Yuan Futu simply stopped disguising himself, restored his true appearance, and said in a deep voice: "So what, to tell you the truth, Xuan Se has died in my hands."
When Xuan Ming heard this, he was almost furious. His eyes gradually widened and he said, "Then I will kill you and bury you with him!"
"Don't even think about it, thirty times the urgent shadow sword!"
Reaching this multiple, it was already Yuan Futu's ultimate speed. His figure suddenly became blurred and gradually dimmed.
Bang!
A crack appeared on the Bahuang Xuanbing, and it began to spread very quickly in an instant, like a fine spider. Finally, with a bang, a gap the size of a fist appeared.
It was clearly in the realm of returning to the void, but it could destroy his heaven and earth. The power of this sword can be imagined, which shocked Xuan Ming. He stopped thinking about it and walked into the rainy night.
With the help of the Jiying Sword with the highest magnification and the activation of the Wind Seal seven times in a row, Yuan Futu finally escaped from the Lingxiao Palace.
At this time, Yun Mengxuan's figure had long disappeared, and Yuan Futu said angrily: "You actually used me to escape. I must get this debt back!"
The cold rain splashed on his face, and Yuan Futu suddenly felt a little numb. When he looked carefully, he found a huge electric light across the sky, like a python with lightning flashes.
Above the electric light, stood a woman.
"Is it her?" Yuan Futu recognized that it was Elder Ye who was presiding over the treasure appraisal conference today.
Elder Ye stepped on the electric dragon with extraordinary momentum. It was hard to imagine that such a woman could cultivate the most overbearing thunder and lightning element to such an advanced level. She might have reached the secret realm of transformation into the sky.
The huge electricity spread out and wandered into the void, making Yuan Futu's body numb and about to lose all feeling, but he was still running as hard as he could, fighting for the last glimmer of hope.
Elder Ye stretched out her hand and pinched out an electric light about two feet long in the void, as straight as an arrow. She looked at Yuan Futu expressionlessly, as if the sky was looking at an ant running for its life in boredom. It was sad and ridiculous.
.
Immediately, she threw the arrow in her hand.
The arrow light struck, and huge circular ripples appeared in the void, swaying in all directions.
Yuan Futu was shocked, and he used the Jiying Sword again without hesitation, but this time it was not an attack, but an escape.
boom!
This tiny arrow hit a palace. In an instant, blazing purple lightning erupted in this huge palace. Everything was eliminated in the purple lightning and turned into endless dust.
If this person were hit, I'm afraid not even the bones would be left.
Continuously casting the high-magnification Jiying Sword made Yuan Futu feel unusually tired. Although the Wind Seal could also achieve the effect of teleportation, the speed was no longer as fast as Jiying, who had mastered the mysteries of the wind system.
Seeing this scene, Elder Ye seemed to be a little interested and said calmly: "The speed of the wind is indeed very fast, but I don't know if it can be faster than light."
As she spoke, another arrow appeared in her steady hand, and she threw it downwards.
This arrow was very fast, unimaginably fast. One moment it was in Elder Ye's hand, but the next moment it was behind Yuan Futu.
Between life and death, only a moment!
Yuan Futu turned sideways and sent out the talisman held between his fingers.
Ice Soul Talisman!
The arrow light touched the paper talisman and exploded with a bang. The paper talisman was split into several pieces with a screeching sound. Then, it was rolled up by the blazing purple electricity and burned, turning into flying ash in an instant.
Yuan Futu's heart was bleeding, and he was probably the only one who could use the best innate spiritual treasure as a shield.
Elder Ye sneered, as if he wanted to know what other methods he had, so he raised his hands this time, holding two arrows each.
At this moment, Xuan Ming stepped on Bahuang Xuanbing and chased after him, filled with anger.
Yuan Futu ran desperately without any direction or goal. As long as he continued like this, his Zhuhuang Sword and Yuanyang Dragon Armor would be damaged.
At this moment, an ancient tower appeared in his sight, with thick chains swaying in the cold wind.