After the eye-catching white tiger swallowed the spear, it made a clicking sound, and it didn't lose the wind at all.
I don't know what's special about this mist. After swallowing the long hair, not only did it not dissipate, but it became more solid. At this time, the eye-catching white tiger seemed to have flesh and blood.
"Are you a practitioner of the Penglai Immortal Sect?" the middle-aged man exclaimed upon seeing this.
The two of them stopped here for a short time, and Yang Yi also arrived with his sword.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he knew that if he didn't deal with the two people in front of him as soon as possible, he would not be able to escape today, so he didn't care which immortal sect the other party was a disciple of, and immediately decided to take a ruthless action.
Then his heart skipped a beat and his right hand shook! The whole arm exploded with a bang, and the blood that spattered immediately formed a cloud of blood mist.
"roar……"
The next second, there was a loud roar in the snow mist, and then a black dragon rushed out and directly knocked away the eye-catching white tiger.
There was an earth-shattering sound.
Seeing this shape, Le Shui felt bad, and his body fell sharply, narrowly escaping the black dragon's attack.
But just as his body fell, hundreds of bone spears shot out from the ground instantly, emitting bursts of metallic light and extremely sharp.
"drink……"
He roared, quickly moved his fingers, and a black vine suddenly sprang out from under his feet.
Boo hoo hoo…
In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by a vine armor.
Bang bang bang...
Those ancient spears pierced the vine armor and made a dull sound, but they were blocked.
However, due to the inertia generated by the impact, Le Shui felt his blood surge.
At this moment, the black dragon hovered above Leshui's head and transformed into a fire dragon burning with green flames.
There was a bang.
It hit Leshui's rattan armor directly.
Although the rattan armor is extremely hard, it is afraid of fire. The middle-aged man's cultivation level is higher than that of Le Shui, and he is also very handy in converting magical powers.
It was obvious that his purpose in this operation was to use this fire dragon to burn down Leshui's vine armor.
In this short moment, both sides had already used their magical powers to attack and defend for several rounds. Just when Leshui was in critical condition, Yang Yi took action.
He used his magical power, without any fancy, and quickly issued five wind and thunder talisman sword techniques, but this time the sword he used was the Sword of Haoran.
Boom boom boom...
The blood on this middle-aged man's body was thicker than that of the previous vendor, and Haoran's Sword could no longer bear it any longer.
"boom……"
Ten rune sword techniques intersected and merged into a powerful sword energy, which swept directly towards the middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he was very shocked. He knew that the other party was just a disciple in the early stage of the virtual image, but how could he display such a powerful sword technique.
Which powerful disciple is he?
Now that the situation was critical, he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he poured all the blood into his pupils, and at the moment of life and death, he roared loudly: "Ah..."
boom……
With a loud noise, the huge sword energy swallowed up his entire body, and it took a long time before it gradually calmed down.
The fire dragon he cast and the bone spear on the ground also disappeared at the same moment when his affection was swallowed up.
Le Shui also escaped this disaster, but he did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he raised his head and shouted to Yang Yi in mid-air: "Be careful, that's just substituting one thing for another."
When Yang Yi heard Le Shui's cry, he immediately became vigilant. Then he heard a rumbling sound above his head. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, as if it was like a big pot being dropped directly towards them.
Peng...
Immortal method, stealing the beam and replacing the pillar.
When the middle-aged man was about to die, he immediately used this magical method to replace himself with the living being next to him.
But before the creature can use it, it must be something that has been sacrificed by him.
Moreover, a monk who has learned how to substitute others will definitely have many such substitutes with him.
Yang Yi has used the Haoran Sword so many times, but this is the first time he has failed to kill the target.
However, he thought about it and found that he had relied on the Haoran Sword to kill masters in the Reality Stage and Dharma Stage Stage before, and they mostly succeeded when they were caught by surprise and carried out sneak attacks.
If a master of that level takes precautions, no matter how powerful the sword energy he uses is, he will still be able to kill the opponent.
…
Snap...
After a crisp sound, a white light lit up in the darkness, illuminating the entire space.
If you look at it from the outside, there is a copper bell the size of a house that is directly buckled on the ground, trapping Yang Yi and Leshui inside.
The middle-aged man must have been shocked when he saw the lethality released by the Sword of Haoran, so he did not dare to confront him head-on, and simply used this method of abandoning the magic weapon to escape.
He ran away, but he trapped Yang Yi and Le Shui inside the bell.
Yang Yi looked at Le Shui and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Le Shui felt very embarrassed looking at Yang Yi.
Just now in the living room of the Governor's Yamen, Yang Yi made sarcastic remarks to the three demon-slaying pavilions because of his relationship with Xiang Furong.
Just now, Yang Yi stepped in to help him resolve the crisis. Not only that, the power of the sword energy that the other party had just displayed was really frightening.
If the demon cultivator on the opposite side had not practiced the magical power of substituting others, they would definitely hate Xixi on the spot.
Is this a monk from the early stage of virtual phase?
Le Shui was very shocked and even regretted.
When he thought of what he had just said to Yang Yi in the governor's office, his forehead was covered with several black lines.
At this time, he was thinking in his mind that his elder brother, whom he had always respected and admired, probably would not be able to perform such a powerful sword technique at his age.
The two of them were in the same space, and it felt like even the air around them was freezing.
After a long time, Le Shui spoke first to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Ahem..." He coughed twice, and then said slowly, "I...my attitude before was indeed a bit inappropriate."
Hearing that Le Shui was the first to break the silence and speak softly to him, Yang Yi did not pursue it too much, but smiled and said: "It's okay."
People who have met Xiang Furong, even his demon-slaying brother's disciples, have a bad impression of her, let alone Le Shui, an outsider? So it's not his fault that he blames her like this.
"Thank you so much, Brother Yang, for rescuing me just now, otherwise I'm afraid I would have gotten into big trouble." Le Shui said again.
As a core disciple of the Penglai Immortal Sect, Le Shui would certainly not be instantly killed by a fire dragon, but he would not be able to get out of trouble so easily without using some life-saving trump cards.
Fortunately, Yang Yi helped him in time and solved the crisis.
Yang Yi smiled after hearing this and said: "We all belong to the righteous people, and we all want to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. We should help each other."
After these few words, the atmosphere was not as awkward as before.
After adjusting their breath, the two stood up and carefully observed the bronze bell.
Le Shui swung his sword towards the bell wall, and the sword light shone brightly. After a clang sound, there was not even a trace on the bell wall.
"It's really too strong," he said with a frown.
Yang Yi also swung his sword towards the ground to see if he could break it open and drill out, but it also didn't work.
With a clang, the fine scale sword made a scratch on the ground, but it also failed.
When the big black bell suppressed them, it should have carved formation patterns here, so naturally it would be impossible to leave any loopholes. The area under the bronze bell was also shrouded by the formation patterns used by the men in black, making it extremely hard.
"It seems that we can't get out of trouble by ourselves, and we have to wait for someone to rescue us." Le Shui said pessimistically, "I guess someone from the governor's Yamen will arrive soon."
"Didn't you find that it's not breathable here?" Yang Yi looked at him and asked.
Hearing your words, Le Shui was shocked, and then he realized the crux of the problem.
As long as a practitioner has not reached the state of asking the mind and seeking the truth, he will not have the ability to create a world of his own within the body, so he still needs to breathe fresh air.
Even with magical powers like the Turtle Breathing Technique, a certain amount of air must be stored before holding one's breath.
Practitioners need no less air than ordinary people, and even several times more than ordinary people.
Because their breathing is longer and more powerful, they require more energy between exhalation and inhalation.
If all the virtual images in the body were activated, Yang Yi would be able to swallow up all the air in this small space in the blink of an eye.
Now in such a small space, how long can they last with enough air to breathe?