"If I hold a sword, you may immediately know where the gate of the King of Hell's house is opened." Yu Qiuyang said lightly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it forward, and opened his lips lightly: "Let's go"
, soldiers and fights, all are arrays, in front of the nine-character mantra, condense the qi into a sword."
Suddenly, the overwhelming yin energy in the cave became restless without warning, just like boiled boiling water. The corners of the great wizard's eyes twitched. He realized that the yin energy around him was constantly extending towards Yu Qiuyang.
The palms gathered away, and after a moment, a wide-back long sword gradually formed in his hands. The yin energy was invisible, colorless and tasteless, but at this time it instantly transformed in Yu Qiuyang's hands.
"Slayed" Yu Qiuyang's sword towards the sky and quickly slashed the sword. The great wizard raised the full moon scimitar in his hand and greeted him. He had a chance to dodge, but he felt that if he really avoided Yu Qiuyang's sword, he really wanted to avoid Yu Qiuyang's sword.
If he doesn't have to fight again, because if he hides, it means he's already showing his timidity.
Condensing the yin energy into a sword, the sword came out of Yu Qiuyang's hand, and the great wizard waved his sword and gritted his teeth and said, "Open it for me."
In the blink of an eye, each sword suddenly collided.
Yu Qiuyang looked at the scene coldly with his hands behind his back, and the great wizard's forehead was sweating profusely.
"Crack" in the flash, the full moon scimitar in the great wizard's hand made a crisp sound, and the entire blade began to shatter. With the sound of "Crack" the scimitar was broken into countless iron sheets,
The remaining knife handle was held in his hand.
"Puff" The great wizard raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The sword that condensed the energy into a sword destroyed the defenses laid by the great wizard. The sword slashed heavily on the arm of his left body.
"Shi" The great wizard's left arm was broken with shoulder-length, and a blood spurt was spurted out.
The great wizard pointed his fingers on his body a few times, stopping the blood flow. He pursed his pale lips and said tremblingly: "Yu, Yu Qiuyang, twenty, ten years have passed, how could I and me
Have you set aside such a big distance?"
Twenty years ago, Yu Qiuyang and the great wizard fought, and the two fought to the same level. At that time, their strength was similar. Twenty years later, not long after the two fought, Yu Qiuyang condensed his energy into a sword and almost cut off his life.
The gap between the two seems to be a chasm that is insurmountable, which makes it difficult for the great wizard to accept. You are already a postdoctoral fellow, but I am still wandering in my undergraduate degree?
Yu Qiuyang held his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, and said in a plain tone: "Twenty years, I have been walking on thin ice in the dark night, harvesting the injustice of the world, and defending the way. For twenty years, you have been offered the honor and honor in the shamanic place,
Maybe you are also trying to catch up with me, but the direction of your efforts is different. Can talking about war on paper and getting on the horse personally be the same?”
In the distance, Xiang Que, who was fighting with the red-haired zombie, heard Yu Qiuyang's words with a rolling magnificent aura and suddenly shivered. He wanted to ask Uncle Master loudly, you just hold it every day.
Swords doze, what have you harvested, and who have you been unfair for?
You are tired of eating. You are just trying hard, and you can't be too young as a human being.
The great wizard covered the wound on his arm and looked down at the broken arm on the ground. Half of the arm eroded by the yin energy had now become a dry limb like a fire stick, and the bones were covered with black color.
Obviously, even if I take it out, I can't get it.
His arm was broken, and even if he gave the great wizard another thirty or fifty years, the hatred between him and Yu Qiuyang would never be subdued.
"Go back and treat the wound as soon as possible. How many years can you survive if you delay the breath. If the time is delayed, the yin energy enters the body, and you will have to enter the gate of the King of Hell," Yu Qiuyang said lightly.
"Haha..." A miserable smile appeared on the face of the great wizard. He let go of the wound on his arm with his left hand, sighed quietly, and said, "It's just an old life, why are you struggling?
Living for decades is just a matter of making me feel sad and sad, for nothing,"
The great wizard's face suddenly filled with death. At this moment, he was completely disappointed and had already cut off all his thoughts.
Suddenly, blood burst out from his seven orifices. The great wizard broke his veins, then tilted his head and fell to the ground.
A person is plagued by death. In addition to being terminally ill and accidentally dying, when he loses his thoughts of living, he will also spread out his death. This is to have a desire to die. Even the Daluo Jinxian is weak in his power.
For example, if you use a hundred people to watch him, you may find a chance to end your life. This is the case with the great wizard now, so Yu Qiuyang is moved at all.
He didn't move, and he just let him die.
"Why......" Yu Qiuyang sighed.
A trace of soul floated out of the corpse of the great wizard. Yu Qiuyang waved his hand and pulled it over. Then he stroked the great wizard's soul with one hand and entered the underworld. Before leaving, he threw down a sentence: "The rest of it is the rest."
You can solve the matter yourself.”
"Oh, so handsome." Tang Xia arched his hand, his eyes full of stars.
Yu Qiuyang came and went like the wind, and it was quick and easy. After staying in this cave for a while, he solved the biggest troubles of Xiangque. He naturally did not want to interfere in the rest of the matter. He and the Taoist always did it.
One mind, let go of stocking.
For the lack of things, we may help you solve the situation that is completely beyond your ability, but you have to fill it with one pit after another on your life journey.
Xiang Que doesn't matter. The great wizard cannot pose a threat, and the rest is not worthy of fear.
"Great Wizard..." The remaining people from Na Yin and Shaman Cult walked to the corpse in a hurry, kneeling down on their knees, looking shocked and frightened.
In shamanism, the great wizard is the spiritual leader of the believers and the king in faith. His death is undoubtedly like the sky falling for the shamans.
"It's a pity that the soul was taken away," Princess Changming said quietly.
"Puchi" Xiang Que pierced through the chest of a red-haired zombie again, and slammed his wrist and pulled out a big hole in the zombie's chest. "Puchi" Xiang Que kicked the corpse and then pulled out his sword.
Rush towards the last zombie.
Without the great wizard staring at him, Xiang Que's pressure suddenly became much easier, and the remaining red-haired zombies could no longer pose any threat to him.
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