I found that the situation was unfavorable, as if I was caught in a big net.
At this point in the fight, Ji Xuande had to admit that Liu Lingjun's magical powers indeed surpassed his own.
Seeing that his defeat was exposed, Ji Xuande decided to fight to the death. While he still had the power to fight back, he immediately used the last sixth-grade high-grade spiritual talisman, the Qingming Sword Talisman, in an attempt to break the balance.
This talisman was extremely powerful, turning into a giant sword dozens of feet high and falling from the sky. One sword cut through the protection of the Purple Qi Xuangang. If Lingjun hadn't sacrificed the sixth-level dragon armor talisman in advance to add an extra layer of protection,
I'm afraid my body will be cut off.
The Dragon Armor Talisman is made from the poisonous dragon's reverse scale. Hundreds of years ago, the monks of the Ziyang Sect beheaded two sixth-level unicorns. One was from the Qingli Sea, and the other was the young boy from the Poison Dragon Pond.
Although limited by Jiaolong's cultivation, these two sixth-level spiritual talismans are only low-grade sixth-level ones.
However, the Qingming Sword Talisman broke through the Purple Qi Xuangang. It was already at the end of its powerful crossbow and had no power to break through the protection of the Dragon Armor Talisman.
Just as Ji Xuande was preparing to continue his efforts, the Sky Blue Divine Sword kept flashing and stabbed the dragon armor talisman several times, leaving scars on the talisman.
At this point in the fight, Ji Xuande has consumed 60-70% of his mana.
At this moment, Lingjun was certain that the Yuan Shen magic weapon was not in his hands.
Although they are both at the sixth level of Yuan Ying, Liu Lingjun and Ji Xuande's magic power is far inferior to Zhang Zhixuan's. Even if the Yuan Shen magic weapon is given to them, their magic power is not enough.
A sixth-level Nascent Soul monk could barely activate the Yuan Shen magic weapon when he was in good condition, but Ji Xuande sacrificed six sixth-level magic talismans in succession, and had to control three sixth-level magic weapons to fight against the enemy.
Even if the soul magic weapon is in his hands, the magic power is already somewhat insufficient.
Thinking of this, Liu Lingjun's confidence increased greatly, his eyes instantly turned purple, and two rays of purple light shot towards the Sky Blue Divine Sword.
Liu Lingjun's cultivation level is the same as Ji Xuande's, and his spiritual consciousness is even a bit stronger.
Hit by the purple energy divine light, Ji Xuande's consciousness attached to the Sky Blue Divine Sword immediately dissipated.
Ji Xuande was about to take back the treasure, but Lingjun used the object control technique to grab it first.
Without this sixth-grade high-grade magic weapon, Ji Xuande's defeat has been doomed.
A large amount of purple sun fire was released from the purple flame silk, and the purple gas clouds were quickly refined.
Wrapped in the purple flame silk, wisps of fire poison continued to seep into Ji Xuande's body.
It seems that in just a few moments, the physical body will be roasted by the purple sun and sky fire.
Ji Xuande no longer hesitated and immediately forced the Nascent Soul out of his body.
A ray of spiritual light shot out from Ji Xuande's head, and Nascent Soul instantly flew away into the sky.
At this moment, Ji Xuande was already determined to die. He did not choose to escape, and the essence from his mouth continued to spray on the last two sixth-level spiritual talismans.
A silver needle and a golden thunder formed instantly.
The golden thunder struck the Dragon Armor Talisman hard, shooting out large and small light groups.
With one blow, the Dragon Armor Talisman actually made countless holes, large and small.
The thunder and fire calamity clouds wrapped around Liu Lingjun, but did not break through the protective aura. After all, it was the aftermath of the battle. Most of the attacks of the golden thunder talisman were blocked by the dragon armor talisman, and the remaining power could no longer hurt Lingjun.
The Dragon Armor Talisman was damaged, and Ji Xuande looked a little happy.
Even if he dies, as long as he gets Liu Lingjun, it will be a big success for Yanghuo Palace.
Ji Xuande's life is short, and he will live to the end of his life in three to two hundred years at most.
Liu Lingjun has not yet turned around, and he still has at least two thousand years to protect the sect.
Although Ji Xuande's calculation was good, it was a pity that Lingjun still had many means to defend himself.
In addition to the Dragon Armor Talisman, there is also a sixth-level low-grade defensive magic weapon that can be used. Although this battle has consumed a lot of treasures, Lingjun is far from exhausted.
Seeing the silver needles coming one after another, it was as if a gangrene in the bones was constantly chasing Liu Lingjun.
Although there was still one Dragon Armor Talisman left, Liu Lingjun did not want to waste it in this battle.
Ji Xuande has lost his physical body and has no physical body Dantian. The mana accumulated in Yuanying is far from enough.
If he ran for his life now, he could still escape from Liu Lingjun's hands. But he refused to give up and actually stayed in the same place to fight Liu Lingjun, which was like holding an egg against a stone.
Ji Xuande's Nascent Soul was quickly wrapped in the Purple Flame Silk, and did not last long before being turned into ashes by the Purple Sun Heavenly Fire.
In the first sword fight, Ziyang Sect won in the end.
This war spirit consumed three Heavenly Thunder Beads, two sixth-level spiritual talismans, and captured three sixth-level magic weapons, without sacrificing much of the sect's heritage.
On the contrary, Yanghuo Palace consumed eight sixth-level spiritual talismans, lost three sixth-level magic weapons, and even killed the sect's Nascent Soul.
In the first sword fight, Yanghuo Palace suffered heavy losses.
Ji Xuande was burned to ashes, and Gao Hongxi's face gradually grew colder. The man sneered, flew up into the sky without politeness, and laughed loudly: "Head Ziyang, it's time to understand the cause and effect of the two sects."
Gao Hongxi called for formation, but Zhang Zhixuan would not show weakness. He laughed loudly and said: "I am about to learn Elder Gao's magical power."
The grievances between Ziyang Sect and Yanghuo Palace were all caused by Ji Xuande.
Now that Ji Xuande is dead, as long as Yanghuo Palace decisively admits defeat, Ziyang Sect has no excuse to continue pursuing the case. After all, the two parties have signed a sword fighting contract, and no war can be launched regardless of victory or defeat.
However, Gao Hongxi is a proud and arrogant person. Although he is no longer sure of winning in a duel with Zhang Zhixuan, the famous sect of Yanghuo Palace cannot afford to lose this person.
Gao Hongxi had a flash of inspiration in his hand, and a two-color feather fan appeared in his hand.
With a surge of mana, this man suddenly shook his two-color feather fan, and instantly a strange and strange wind blew out with Gao Hongxi as the center.
This strange wind was half white and half black. When the strange wind first started blowing, there seemed to be no movement on the surface.
The black and white strange wind kept spinning and soon turned into a huge tornado.
The tornado kept spinning around Zhang Zhixuan, and suddenly a burst of light flashed, and two dragons, one black and one white, turned into two dragons.
A fierce aura erupted from the dragon, and it suddenly pounced on Zhang Zhixuan's body.
In the last fight, Gao Hongxi did not use this magical weapon.
Zhang Zhixuan was also a little unfamiliar with the power of this treasure.
However, facing the Yuanying Great Monk, Zhang Zhixuan did not dare to be careless at all, and the Purple Qi Xuangang was formed instantly.
The two dragons kept tearing at the purple air shield, making a harsh sound.
Zhang Zhixuan naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He took a deep breath and sprayed out a white flame as thick as a baby's arm.
This is the Pure Yang True Fire that Zhang Zhixuan has practiced hard for hundreds of years.
The white flame attached to the Purple Qi Xuangang and immediately turned into a blazing wall of fire, stained by two dragons.
The two dragons were wrapped in pure Yang true fire and turned into nothingness in a short period of time.
Just as the dragon disappeared, the sixth-level medium-grade magic weapon in Gao Hongxi's hand turned into ashes.