Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters life-saving place
The Crescent Scythe is a pure offensive weapon, its power is so powerful that it makes people palpitate.
This is a Zhenzong, Zhenzong level holy weapon, far beyond the comparison of ordinary holy weapons.
As soon as the sword light appeared, the aura of death invaded everything in the space.
Jing Yan felt this power and felt his soul tremble slightly. His eyes were fixed on the black sword light.
The space barrier was like a layer of paper, being cut and torn silently. The power of the laws between heaven and earth, and the original colorful halo were stripped away and turned into a pitch black like ink.
If the normal laws of color are alive, then the laws that are now black are equivalent to being dead. Even the laws are corroded by the breath of death.
The original war between humans and gods, in which a large number of holy warriors fought, shattered the world. The original perfect system of laws in the world was also fragmented, so that now, even the divine crystal cannot be conceived.
"boom!"
The black sword light is extremely fast.
Jing Yan almost subconsciously used the Holy Light Sword Technique, condensing his sword power and blasting out towards the black sword light.
There was an earth-shaking loud noise.
The light of the crescent sickle was successfully blocked by Jing Yan. However, the wisps of death aura were like tarsal maggots, spreading to Jing Yan and trying to penetrate. Jing Yan continuously activated his spiritual thoughts to remove the death aura.
Isolated.
"What a terrible holy weapon!"
"Damn it!" Jing Yan cursed secretly.
The weapon in his hand is not even an ordinary sacred weapon, which is such a disadvantage.
"Supernatural power?"
"Little bastard, you actually mastered magical powers! No wonder you are so powerful. But today, you will definitely die here!" The head of the Fang family looked ferocious, and waved the crescent sickle in his hand again.
The other nine saints of the Fang family also took up their positions and began to launch the most violent attacks on Jing Yan.
Two saints in three realms, four saints in two realms, four saints in one realm!
Who else in this world can resist such a formation?
Not to mention, in the hands of the head of the Fang family, there is also the Crescent Scythe, which is a sacred weapon of the clan.
In just the blink of an eye, Jing Yan was already injured. The siege faced by these ten saints was much stronger than the siege he encountered at Nishang Shenmen that day.
"Are the dignified first-class powers so shameless that so many people are besieging me? Aren't the Fang family afraid of being embarrassed if the news spreads?" Jing Yan's breath was a little disordered, and he stared at the head of the Fang family and shouted.
"Boy, you killed my son, and today our Fang family is seeking revenge. Huh, who dares to gossip?" The head of the Fang family obviously would not be easily provoked by Jing Yan.
Moreover, after seeing Jing Yan's magical power, he would not fight alone. He also completely believed in the words of Ji Rong, the old leader of Nishang Shenmen. This Jing Yan's fighting ability is indeed extremely strong. Even with the help of Ji Rong,
The power of Rainbow Divine Bridge of Nishang Divine Gate makes it difficult to keep him.
"Boom!" Jing Yan pushed his vitality to the limit and blocked all attacks from all directions again.
His body was knocked out again.
"Whoosh!" Taking the opportunity, the wings of the sky activated and turned into a stream of light and fled away.
"Want to run?"
"Do you think you can run away?" Seeing Jing Yan escape, the head of the Fang family was not worried at all.
The crescent-moon sickle in his hand slashed out with another blade, quickly attacking Jing Yan's figure.
Jing Yan did not turn around, but used his sword power to directly squeeze the sword light. The sword power could not defeat the sword light, but he squeezed the sword light in time and changed its direction slightly, passing through his body.
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Of course, about 20% of the energy on the sword light still hit Jing Yan.
The broken defensive artifact blocked part of the power, and the Tianlong spirit body withstood the rest, but did not cause fatal damage to Jing Yan. It was just the breath of death that was the most troublesome. Jing Yan had to use a lot of spiritual thoughts.
To isolate and block.
Sky Wings are extremely fast.
The head of the Fang family only had time to slash at Jing Yan's back before Jing Yan flew out of his attack range.
"This little bastard is so fast! His movement skills... seem to have been seen somewhere!" The head of the Fang family frowned.
"Clan leader, did you just say that Jing Yan has mastered magical powers?" a Fang family saint asked in shock.
"Well, if I read it correctly, it is indeed the power of supernatural powers! This kid must die. If he lives, he will be a big problem for our Fang family!" The head of the Fang family nodded.
"Chase!" the head of the Fang family shouted loudly.
"Yes!" everyone responded.
With the soul-locking lantern tracking them, they are not afraid of where Jing Yan can escape. No matter where Jing Yan is hiding, they can find him. The next time they find Jing Yan, they will first use some restraining power to restrict him.
This way, Jing Yan can be completely killed.
"Whoosh..." Jing Yan operated the wings of the sky to the limit, and his figure completely turned into a stream of light, flying towards the abyss of death.
As long as they enter the abyss of death, no one in the Fang family will dare to pursue him easily.
Jing Yan simply did not dare to enter the small world of Qiankun.
It is difficult to hide the Small World of Qiankun in front of warriors in the Holy Dao Realm. And once the Small World of Qiankun is discovered, the consequences will be difficult to predict.
Therefore, Jing Yan could only run away to avoid being caught up by everyone in the Fang family.
"Death Abyss!" Without any pause, he flew directly to the Death Abyss. At this time, Jing Yan had already seen the black mist above the Death Abyss.
In the eyes of other warriors, this place of death, a place where people shun, is Jing Yan's life-saving place.
Without any hesitation, enter directly.
The powerful crushing force suddenly swept in from all directions. However, this force was not something that Jing Yan could withstand now.
Jing Yan just felt it for a while before entering the small world of Qiankun. Although the power of the death abyss can be withstood, it is also extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the further down the abyss, the stronger the power of destruction. Jing Yan does not want to suffer this alive.
, so enter the small world of Qiankun and let the small world fall to the bottom on its own.
One day later, everyone in the Fang family also arrived outside the abyss of death.
"Clan leader, has Jing Yan entered the abyss of death?"
"Yeah!" The head of the Fang family nodded grimly, frowning and staring at the diffuse black mist.
"When you enter the abyss of death, even if you are in the third realm of the Holy Path, you will almost certainly die! That boy, do you want to die?" A Saint from the Fang family shook his head.
"He's not dead yet! The soul-locking lamp sensed that he's still alive!" The head of the Fang family gritted his teeth and said, "Damn little bastard!"
"Still alive?"
"How long can he resist in the abyss of death? Chief, let's wait here, he will come out if he can't bear it in there!" One person said. Of course, he didn't want to enter the abyss of death to pursue Jing Yan.
"Well, just wait! The abyss of death is too dangerous, we won't go in!" The head of the Fang family pondered for a moment before nodding.