He has the perfect realm power of the Golden Immortal level, the soul of the Intermediate Gang Immortal, and he is on the defensive path of the Sword Immortal. The so-called soul is the main attack, and the realm power is the defense. This complete combination allows him to advance and retreat freely in any battle.
Coupled with the sudden killing of so many immortal cultivators, Immortal Xuanji had already predicted the outcome from the beginning, or it could be said that he came here just for this.
"Nine Tribulations Sword Formation!"
The eight flying swords were tempered by the power of the world into a calamity sword, formed into a sword array and swept away. Immortal Xuanji's face turned cold. The power of the sword and shield was constantly strengthening, but it was still unstoppable. At the same time, the faint blue flames
He has been completely surrounded.
"What a cruel boy!"
Immortal Xuanji snorted coldly and was about to retreat first.
But Yuan Futu's attack became more and more fierce, and he directly struck out two collapse palms, but Xuanji Immortal's "Mysterious Scripture of Ten Thousand Flowers" was infinitely mysterious, and was resolved one by one in an instant.
"Kill him for me!"
After a battle, Xuanji Immortal realized that he was no match for this boy in a head-to-head confrontation, and he had no time to use the divine soul magic, so he immediately shouted.
When the immortal cultivators below saw this, they wanted to fly over, but before they even lifted their feet, they were blown away by Kong Lin's fierce fist.
I saw that Boss Kong was covered in blood. Although the defense of the Hundred-Refined Soul Body was strong, it could not withstand the continuous attacks of these dozens of immortal cultivators. Now his injuries were getting serious, but he ignored it and shouted loudly: "We are here.
Give it to me and kill him for me!"
Yuan Futu knew that Kong Lin was about to fight for his life, so he gritted his steel teeth and said, "Jinbao, let out your courage!"
"yes!"
After Jin Bao received the order, he tried his best to spray out the blue gall fire. The fierce fire was like a long snake that was winding away, connected end to end, and combined with the Nine Tribulations Sword Formation, trapped Immortal Xuanji inside.
"Boy, do you want to save your life? I will give you a ride, Wanhua Xuan Gong!"
Immortal Xuanji was furious and thought to himself: "There is no explanation about this kid in the information I received. What is going on? Is there someone in the city who wants to harm me?!"
Xuan Gong spreads out, and endless magnificent light fills the night sky. In the light, there are thousands of mirrors spliced together, large and small, in various shapes, and in every mirror, there is a figure of Xuanji Immortal. It is difficult to believe that
Distinguish reality from reality.
These mirrors are like a sphere, completely wrapping the void inside, forming a world of its own.
"Hahahaha, you are too young to kill me." Thousands of Xuanji Immortals in the mirror all laughed wildly, with exactly the same movements, then twisted their sword skills and released the flying sword.
Buzz!
There were tens of thousands of flying swords shooting out from all directions, and there was no way to avoid them. Yuan Futu was a violent swordsman, and he had no means of defense. He couldn't help but look cold.
"Dad, be careful!" Jinbao flew up behind Yuan Futu and opened his arms.
Countless flying swords hit the human body, but they penetrated directly in an extremely strange way. Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes and said secretly: "It's actually illusory. Sure enough, it's still an attack from the spirit. But these sword lights are completely the same as real ones, and it's impossible to judge at all."
, such a profound method.”
Poof!
There was a scar on Jin Bao's chest, which was behind him. The leather armor was cracked and white-gold blood flowed out.
"Jinbao, how are you?!" Yuan Futu asked in shock.
Jinbao shook his head and said, "Dad, I'm fine..."
"The "Mysterious Scripture of Ten Thousand Flowers" that I practice is not just as simple as the soul attack, it touches a more advanced level. You have also practiced the soul, and you must also know that pure attacks are very effective in a battle with the strong.
It’s very difficult to work.” Immortal Xuanji, who was hidden in countless mirrors, said coldly.
However, what he said is not unreasonable. The soul attack is completely different from the real battle method. Its battlefield is not here, but in the illusory arena created when each other's souls are fighting fiercely. Without being affected, others are
What they can't see, in their eyes, may be just two people confronting each other, but in fact the battle between the souls has progressed to an extremely tragic stage.
Pure soul attack is Yuan Futu's current method. Whether it is the Collapse Palm or the Tiangang Big Hand Seal, they are all ways to directly kill the opponent, while a real master will create a battlefield more conducive to himself to use the smallest amount of power.
You can put the opponent to death.
Buzz!
The second wave of offensive has arrived. These sword lights are bright and dazzling under the magnificent brilliance, with a breathtaking smell. Their auras are exactly the same. Yuan Futu can't tell which one is real. He is anxious.
Eight tribulation swords were released below, spinning like a hurricane, airtight.
In an instant, all the flying swords penetrated his body, and Yuan Futu realized that none of them were real, and he could not defend in this way forever. When the eight-mouth robbery sword stagnated for a moment,
, a sword light that had been dormant for a long time suddenly struck and pierced directly into the shoulder, bringing with it a stream of blood.
"Bastard!" Jinbao was furious and spewed out fierce anger, but the mirrors were not affected at all, existing as if they were phantoms, completely unreal.
Yuan Futu covered the blood hole on his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "The only way to defeat the divine soul attack is to use the divine soul to fight back...Jinbao, I can do it, but I have to build up my momentum. Come and help me buy time."
."
Jin Bao nodded, opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar. Although it did not have the power of the ancient dragon, it made the world of thousands of flowers faintly tremble.
Immortal Xuanji was secretly shocked: "I actually carry such a rare dragon species. If it awakens the dragon roar, I am afraid that my world of thousands of flowers will be shattered with a roar."
Yuan Futu took a deep breath and formed a seal with his hands on his chest. Immediately, a very strong wave of soul spread out. As the seals were superimposed, the wave of soul also multiplied, and it was already shaking before it was released.
A world of flowers.
How could Immortal Xuanji let him succeed? He continued to strengthen his attacks, and a stream of sword light gathered like a tidal wave.
Jinbao was trying hard to identify the real sword light. This was not a spiritual perception, but a keen sense unique to demons.
Miso miso miso miso!
In an instant, its body was covered with mottled scars, white-gold blood continued to flow out, and its blue eyes lost their luster.
09 Yuan Futu was not finished yet and was extremely anxious, but he found that the platinum blood was strangely flowing back and gradually gathered towards Jin Bao's chest.