Volume Two, Huo Zhan Xuanjing, Chapter 219, Melee (Part 2)
This phantom of a white shark was circling and flying, and it was several times more agile than a real shark! After it collided with it, the black light on the surface of the bone cone flashed wildly.
In shock, Feng Long frantically activated the magic power in his body and pointed his fingers into the void, causing the three bone awls to grow several times in size before blocking the attack of the giant white shark.
Facing the fight that was divided into four battle groups below, neither Ye Tianmei nor Hong San took a second glance, but all looked at the heroic woman who was walking towards the bloody figure.
Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, but he naturally knew the potential of his sect's late star and was extremely confident in his strength.
Although the skinny man saw Zhang Xiu Niang for the first time, with his terrifying spiritual thoughts in the crystallization stage, he could naturally feel a sword intent that was ready to move from this woman. After being shocked in his heart, he naturally stopped paying attention to other people.
Already.
Both of them knew very well that the key to victory or defeat below would probably lie with this woman.
At this time, Zhang Xiu Niang, holding the sword in one hand, walked to a distance of only seven or eight feet away from the bloody figure, and then stopped for a moment. The moment the snow-white sword in her hand hummed to itself, an astonishing cold air spread from the sword.
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On the nearby bluestone ground, a layer of crystal frost began to condense silently.
When Hong San saw this, his face suddenly turned ugly. He suddenly raised his head and said coldly to Ye Tianmei in the distance:
"It turned out to be an ice-type spiritual weapon that specifically restrains our sea clan's supernatural powers. Judging from the strong sword intent in this girl's body, she must be a core disciple trained by the noble sect. It seems that fellow Daoist Ye had planned this battle well in advance.
.Otherwise, how could these disciples, who no longer practice in the secret place of your sect, appear here for no reason?"
"It's out of the question! I brought this junior out just to let him practice for a while, but I didn't expect to meet fellow Taoists and others. But when did the nobles start practicing demonic skills? Such a heavy demonic nature
Aura, but I don't know what kind of magic power it is?" Ye Tianmei looked at the figure in the bloody light and said with the same doubt flashing in his eyes.
"What kind of technique is it and why is it useful? I'll tell you more. Fellow Taoist will know it in a moment." Hong San said with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
Seeing this situation, Ye Tianmei narrowed his eyes and immediately stopped saying anything to the other party.
At this time, Zhang Xiu Niang flicked her wrist, and with a sound that broke through the air, more than a dozen terrifying sword lights emerged without any warning, and slashed away at the blood shadow.
Faced with such sharp attacks, the human figure in the bloody light did not dodge or dodge. Instead, he suddenly let out a strange roar from his mouth and rushed towards these sword lights.
His movements were so fast that he closed the distance between him and the woman by almost half in a flash.
The other party acted so strangely that even a talented disciple like Zhang Xiu Niang with a psychic sword body couldn't help but be startled. But fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. She immediately subconsciously moved her steps and slid back a few steps silently.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly struck the void in front of him.
Immediately, more than a dozen rays of sword light, pulled by the snow-white sword, shrank abruptly and turned into a sword net, falling down, just in time to cover the blood shadow rushing over.
With a flash of cold light, the sword net cut the blood shadow into more than a dozen pieces, revealing its true face. It was a seemingly ordinary man in his twenties. Although his lower body had not turned into a fish tail, his upper body had.
Green scales appeared all over his body and his eyes turned bright red like blood.
Zhang Xiu Niang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she killed the seemingly formidable enemy so easily.
But at this moment, there was a "pop" sound from the broken corpse, and a ball of essence and blood bounced out from it without any warning, and after blurring, it turned into a bloodshot body and shot towards the heroic woman.
Zhang Xiu Niang was startled, but with a movement of her wrist, the snow-white long sword swiveled in front of her and turned into a crystal curtain of swords, trying to block the blood streaks.
But at this moment, the blood streaks that shot out suddenly trembled, shattered into pieces out of thin air, and turned into countless bloody runes dancing crazily.
By the time Zhang Xiu Niang realized what was going on, a blood-colored talisman array several feet tall had quietly formed around her, trapping her in the center.
The woman trembled, shook the long sword in her hand, and rushed out of the talisman formation with body and sword in one.
But it was already too late.
The moment the blood-colored runes were formed, layers of blood-colored light curtains appeared with a buzzing sound, trapping the woman in them.
At the same time, Zhang Xiu Niang felt her body sink, and an invisible force of restraint immediately acted on her body, making her movements more than ten times slower than before. Even moving her fingers seemed to be very laborious.
Naturally, the heroic woman's expression changed greatly, but immediately the magic power in her body was activated, and the long sword in her hand suddenly became as huge as half a foot, and she slashed away at the blood-colored light curtain without hesitation.
There was a "boom" sound.
After the bloody light curtain shook for a few times, it actually withstood the attack as if nothing had happened.
"This is the blood pattern formation! That was a weird corpse just now, not a normal sea tribesman at all. Fellow Daoist Hong, should you give me an explanation?" Ye Tianmei saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly a voice
He asked Hong San coldly.
"Just now, Holy Ji's niece asked Taoist friends for five quotas for the battle, but she didn't say that this battle would definitely involve five clan members. In this battle, we only sent four people, and this trick is just a spiritual pet controlled by one of them.
"Doing this, in some way, violates the previous agreement?" When Hong Sanyi saw Zhang Xiu Niang trapped by the blood-colored talisman formation, she was naturally happy in her heart, but she replied with no trace of emotion on her face.
When Ye Tianmei heard this answer, her eyebrows stood up. However, after glancing at the figure in the blood-colored talisman formation below, she suddenly regained her composure instantly as she thought of something:
"I read that right. This weird corpse must not have been truly refined yet, otherwise even ordinary spiritual masters would not be able to escape from the blood formation it transformed into. Now, I'm afraid this half-finished corpse may not even have one-third of its true power.
None of them can be exerted. Do fellow Taoists really think that the power of this level of magic circle can trap a junior like me?"
"Really, I feel that even this level of blood array is more than enough to trap this disciple of Guizong. Unless she can master the powerful magical power of sword control, otherwise..." The skinny man didn't believe it at all.
He looked like he was speaking, but he was halfway through speaking when suddenly there was an earth-shaking loud noise from the blood array below.
Zhang Xiu Niang suddenly jumped up while muttering something in her mouth, and turned into a snow-white rainbow and struck the bloody light curtain fiercely, causing a shallow crack to appear on its surface.
"Swordsmanship!" When the skinny man saw this scene, his expression suddenly became uncertain.
But when he saw Zhang Xiu Niang again, the white frightening rainbow circled and landed again, she did not continue to attack immediately. Instead, she sat down cross-legged and adjusted her breath on the spot, then laughed and said:
"This disciple of Guizong actually mastered the art of sword control during the period of spiritual apprenticeship. She is so talented that I admire her greatly. But with her current magical power, breaking out of the formation is definitely not something that can be done in a short time. And
If it takes such a long time, the competition in several other places may already have results."
After the skinny man said this, his eyes swept away towards the other battle groups.
Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, and looked at the other people with the same gaze.
I saw that in just this moment, several other battle groups had clearly distinguished themselves.
Both Hu Chunniang and Feng Long were at a disadvantage when faced with the attacks from Empress Dowager Dong and the middle-aged servant girl.
The yellow shield in Empress Dowager Dong's hand had been put away at some point, but when Zhongyu waved it with both hands, the white light flowers that surged out from it had turned into the size of a bowl, and the defense from the beginning
The object turned into a sharp attack weapon, rolling up and down towards Hu Chunniang crazily.
Although Hu Chunniang was dripping with sweat, she danced the two daggers in her hands into two dazzling cold lights and laid out layers of sword curtains nearby. However, under the impact of those white light flowers, her body still shook involuntarily, as if every time
Each white flower is so heavy that it can only be supported with difficulty.
What Feng Long faced at this moment was no longer a white shark, but a giant blue shrimp that was about ten feet long.
Under the phantom attack of this two-headed giant beast, blue and white, he could only protect himself with a pale face.
As for Du Hai, holding the sword in both hands, the sword energy struck the green light curtain in front of him like lightning. He seemed to have the upper hand, but his face was extremely ugly.
Because the middle-aged servant woman who was his opponent just held up the turtle shell with one hand in the light curtain while silently reciting some spell with her eyes closed, without any counterattack from the beginning to the end.
If an attentive person observes carefully, he or she will find that as the middle-aged servant woman chants the spell, the crack on the other side of the blood-colored light curtain that trapped Zhang Xiu Niang is slowly closing.
It turns out that the so-called "weird corpse" was secretly manipulated by the middle-aged servant woman.
No wonder she faced Du Hai's attack. Apart from using the spiritual weapon in her hand to release a defensive light curtain, she didn't take any targeted action on the surface.
As for the battle group at the last place, it seems particularly weird.
After taking the Ran Blood Pill, the giant man's cultivation level increased by nearly half at once. The seemingly heavy weapon was as light as a toothpick in his hand. Wherever the giant stick passed, waves of white blood almost immediately set off.
hurricane.
But Liu Ming only held a cyan dagger in one hand, with a yellow light shield on his arm. His body was so light that he seemed to have no weight at all. He actually moved with the wind in the hurricane, and every time he faced a seemingly impossible escape, he
The shadows of heavy sticks flashed past like feathers with a twist of the waist.
In a short period of time, the giant man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood in his heart. He danced the giant stick in his hand more and more fiercely, wishing that he could hit Liu Ming straight on with one stick and smash him into meat paste.
Hong San and Ye Tianmei had different expressions when they saw the situation in other places below.
The skinny man was overjoyed at first when he saw the other battle groups, but when his eyes fell on Liu Ming's side, his expression darkened.
After Ye Tianmei saw Liu Ming's performance, he slightly moved his eyebrows and said "Eh".