Two thousand one hundred and sixty familiar breath
"I'm talking to Luo Yao, you don't think that the power of the Stone Death Holy Sword is only this little, do you?"
Seeing the disdainful sneer on Luo Yao's face, Yun Xiao couldn't help but let out a soft voice again, and immediately after finishing the words, the seal in his hand changed slightly, which made Luo Yao's heart tremble.
Swish, swish, swish...
While the seals in Yun Xiao's hand were changing, countless earth-yellow silk threads stretched out from the giant sword. At an extremely fast speed, they directly bypassed the dragon stone bi and headed towards Luo Yao's right hand.
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"Damn it, he even learned the power of stone death!"
Seeing this scene, Luo Yao couldn't help but cursed in his heart, but he could only accept this fact again. From this fact, it seemed that the other party's understanding of the Holy Sword of Death had indeed reached a very deep level.
The Sword of Death is divided into three stages. The first one is naturally to sacrifice the earth-yellow giant sword with a special aura. Ordinary cultivators of the same level cannot even withstand the first blow of the giant sword.
The second stage is to strike out these threads of stone death power from the khaki giant sword. Luo Yao, as the top genius in Long Academy, has only reached this second stage of cultivation.
This was something Luo Yao finally succeeded in cultivating after he broke through to the early stage of Dongyou Realm. However, he did not expect that a young boy who appeared out of nowhere could actually cultivate to this level.
As for the third stage, even the current Luo Yao does not dare to practice easily, because if he has not reached the late stage of Dongyou Realm or even the peak, practicing forcefully may cause serious damage to his body.
Although Luo Yao is an earth attribute cultivator, it is precisely because he comes from the Canglong Emperor Palace that he understands the dangers of overstepping the level of pulse skill training. It is not impossible that one careless move will completely destroy the whole body's pulse energy.
Therefore, only the extremely high-level experts in Canglong Imperial Palace have mastered this intermediate holy-level pulse skill to great perfection. No matter how talented Luo Yao is, he is still a little behind.
In Luo Yao's heart, no matter how blessed he was, the boy in black, Xingchen, could only reach the second stage of cultivation at most, and he naturally had his own way of dealing with these stone-killing powers.
This is the Pulse Skill that Luo Yao has practiced for many years. He knows very well what kind of power there is in the Death Stone. It is obviously impossible for the other party to hurt him in this way.
Swish!
I saw a series of khaki silk threads wrapped around Luo Yao's right arm, just like when he used this kind of power to deal with Yun Xiao just now, but the next result was somewhat different from before.
Previously, Yun Xiao was unprepared and a small hole was blown out of the back of his hand by one of the rocks. It looked quite tragic. Strictly speaking, he suffered a small loss.
But at this moment, Luo Yao, because he had already understood the power of Stone Death, was naturally on guard against such a situation, and instead seemed quite relaxed.
"Hey, Xingchen, you are really giving me timely help. You have made up for all the power I lost just now!"
Feeling that the power of those stone deaths did not cause any harm to him, Luo Yao felt a little proud, and a smile appeared on his face, and there was a hint of proud ridicule in his words.
Just as Luo Yao said, not only did the power of those stone deaths have no impact on him, but he used some means to appropriate the power for his own use.
He was undoubtedly very satisfied with his response this time. At the same time, he also felt a trace of contempt for Yun Xiao. He secretly thought that this boy was not good at using any means, but he chose to use the Holy Sword of Death. Wasn't it a wedding dress for him?
If it were not for the power of stone death from the same sect, how could Luo Yao be able to resolve it so easily and turn the opponent's stone death power into nourishment for his own loss of strength?
From Luo Yao's point of view, Xingchen was just stealing a lot of money and losing a handful of rice. This half-baked Holy Sword of Death also wanted to deal with himself, the top genius of Long Academy, and it was simply overestimating his capabilities.
"Since you know that this is the power of stone death, you should know that it has another change, right?"
Regarding Luo Yao's words, Yun Xiao was noncommittal, and when he said these words, Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, and then felt a slight uneasiness in his heart, because he already knew what the other person was talking about.
"No! This is impossible! It is impossible for him to cultivate the Holy Sword of Death to the third stage!"
Luo Yao roared crazily in his heart. Perhaps this was the reason for his disbelief, because the other change mentioned by the other party was actually the third stage of the Holy Sword of Death.
That is the Dacheng realm that can only be achieved by those who have reached the late stage or peak of the Dongyou Realm, or even the most powerful ones in the Holy Realm. How could the boy who is half a step into the Dongyou Realm in front of him reach such a level?
Luo Yao had never thought that such a thing would happen before. In his mind, it was simply impossible. Such a state of great success was simply a fantasy.
Although Luo Yao had not yet sensed the changes in the power of those stone deaths at this moment, he was already a little alert from Yun Xiao's tone. No matter how much he did not believe what the other party said, he did not dare to risk his own life.
Come and make a joke.
What if what Xingchen said is true, what if the other party has really cultivated the Holy Sword of Death to the highest level?
In fact, after witnessing a series of Yun Xiao's previous methods, Luo Yao had developed an endless fear of this young man in black.
Therefore, at the next moment, Luo Yao subconsciously sensed a crisis and desperately forced out the stone death power he had just absorbed from his body.
"The response was not slow, but it was too late!"
Yun Xiao looked at Luo Yao's movements and couldn't help but praise softly, but the next moment the seal in his hand changed quietly, and a majestic and strange force exploded directly on Luo Yao's right arm.
Bang!
A soft sound was heard, and Sheng Zhao, who was watching the battle not far away, suddenly saw a splash of blood coming out of one of Luo Yao's right arms, mixed with several pieces of minced meat, which looked quite...
For blood.
"Damn it!"
Compared to Sheng Zhao who was watching, Luo Yao, the person involved, had a face that was almost deformed. Although it was just a flesh injury, it was extremely painful.
It was as if a small bomb exploded in Luo Yao's right arm, blowing up all his meridians and blood vessels into a bloody mess.
From this point of view, Luo Yao is no different from Yun Xiao just now, and is even more miserable.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just as Luo Yao's face became extremely distorted and gloomy, three more soft voices came out, and then three blood flowers appeared, and his entire right forearm was almost out of shape.
This may be the third stage of the Holy Sword of Death, which is even more powerful than the power of Death that Luo Yao used just now. Even Luo Yao, who was extremely familiar with the power of Death, fell into the trap without warning.
In fact, Luo Yao's understanding of the Holy Sword of Death was only limited to the first two stages. He had not practiced to the third stage, so naturally it was impossible for him to have much in-depth understanding of the power of this stage.
But the guy named Xingchen in front of him, with a mere half-step cave cultivation level, actually studied the Stone Death Holy Sword to such an extent, which made Luo Yao feel extremely jealous despite the pain.
At this moment, Luo Yao really regretted it. If he had known earlier that the third stage of the stone death power was so powerful, he would not have absorbed the stone death power into his body even if he was beaten to death.
He just wanted to make the other party sick, and wanted to take the power of Stone Death as his own, but he didn't expect that this would simply lead a wolf into the house, and his entire right forearm was about to be blown away until there was only one bone left.
"Get out of here!"
Fortunately, Luo Yao was not comparable to those ordinary cultivators outside. He also had an extremely deep understanding of the Stone Death Holy Sword. After a brief period of panic and anger, he quickly composed himself and let out a violent blast.
The sound of drinking.
With the sound of this violent shouting, a special and strange aura suddenly rose from Luo Yao's body, and then the stone death force that was ravaging his right and forearm was struck by this force.
It was driven out of his body.
"This breath..."
Even Yun Xiao had a look of surprise on his face. Based on his understanding of the power of stone death, it was impossible for those stone death powers to be driven out so quickly. At worst, they would have exploded Luo Yao's right and forearm.
It's only when it ends that it comes to an end.
Once that time comes, Luo Yao, who has lost a forearm, will inevitably lose his strength. When Yun Xiao can deal with it again, he will not be so constrained. All of this is part of his plan.
But he didn't know what happened in Luo Yao's body. At this moment, a mysterious and powerful force appeared. Moreover, this force could not even be resisted by the power of Death, and was expelled directly.
"It seems a bit familiar!"
Although Yun Xiao was shocked, he was not too out of his mind. As he carefully sensed it, although it was quite vague, he could sense a hint of familiarity from the aura of power.
For a moment, Yun Xiao didn't know where this feeling of familiarity came from, but in any case, after this power broke out, Luo Yao's crisis was finally resolved.
Although Luo Yao's right forearm was blown to pieces, strictly speaking, it was just a flesh injury. It looked ferocious and terrifying, but in fact it did not have much impact on his combat effectiveness.
But being made like this by such a young boy, the pride deep in Luo Yao's heart finally rose uncontrollably. For him, this was simply a great shame and humiliation.
Luo Yao, as the number one genius in the Dragon Academy, could even be called the number one genius in the Nine Layers of Longxiao, had never suffered such a big loss. He had always made others suffer the most, and he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.