Two thousand four hundred and forty, are you still in a daze?
"Baby, you are finally ready to let go!"
Seeing the young man in gray clothes who suddenly appeared outside, Ke Yunshan breathed a sigh of relief, and then sneered, with a hint of extreme confidence in his tone.
Speaking of which, Ke Yunshan has some understanding of space artifacts. He knows that they can change in size according to the owner's wishes, but they need the blessing of the owner's pulse.
Just now, Ke Yunshan not only ignored this ancient artifact, he even ignored some of its special features. It was only at this moment that he remembered it belatedly.
When Lu Juetian heard Ke Yunshan's voice, although he was restrained by Wei Qi, his expression became a little ugly, and he secretly thought that the old guy was going to win after all?
Obviously Lu Juetian also ignored the characteristics of ancient artifacts. The black palace that seemed to be solid just now was not omnipotent after all. Under the bombardment of Ke Yunshan, a powerful man at the peak of the Holy Realm, he finally couldn't hold on anymore.
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Otherwise, how could the boy in gray take the initiative to come out of the black palace? This is obviously because the space artifact cannot withstand Ke Yunshan's bombardment.
The figure that appeared outside was indeed Yun Xiao's appearance, and his face became a little ugly. He seemed to be in no mood to argue with Ke Yunshan, but raised his eyes to look at the sky.
"Yun Xiao, you don't have to look, there are still ten breaths left before a stick of incense arrives!"
Ke Yunshan seemed to have guessed what Yun Xiao was thinking, as a joking smile flashed across his old face, and the words in his mouth also made the elders of the Holy Medical Alliance and the Heart Poison Sect feel melancholy.
"Are we going to fall short after all?"
Master Heart Devourer murmured in his mouth. Compared with Grandma Juehu who was in a good mood over there, this was completely reversed from just now. Grandma Juehu had always harbored the greatest hatred for the young man in gray.
Although there are only ten breaths left for the bet of a stick of incense, without the cover of the space artifact palace, how can a young boy in the late Dongyou Realm be in the hands of Ke Yunshan, a strong man at the peak of the Holy Realm?
How long does it take to hold on for ten breaths?
The outcome of this bet seems to have been determined. The young man in gray who used two space artifacts as a bet may have added his own life to the final bet. This is really a huge gamble of life and death.
The gold and silver treasures that ordinary gamblers bet on, or some heavenly and earthly treasures, are simply weak compared to this time's bet. Just the bets on those two space artifacts, the entire Jiuzhong Longxiao has no one.
within reach.
"Ten breaths? That's enough!"
Yun Xiao turned his gaze from the sky back to Ke Yunshan. The words he spoke clearly made the second elder of the Holy Medical Alliance very angry. He had never seen such an arrogant boy before.
Ke Yunshan sensed very clearly that the boy in gray clothes in front of him came out of the black palace out of necessity, because he could sense that if he made another powerful blow, the black palace might turn into its true form in an instant.
When the time comes, the boy in gray will still have nothing to hide. In this case, the opponent has exhausted all his cards. How can Ke Yunshan, a powerful person at the peak of the Holy Realm, have any worries anymore?
Under normal circumstances, if a strong man at the peak of the Holy Realm wants to deal with a cultivator in the late Dongyou Realm, it is impossible for him to use the second move.
That is to say, the young man in gray in front of him has amazing skills, which makes Ke Yunshan pay a certain attention to him. Now he only needs to guard against two points. As long as he guards against these two points, he will be invincible in this bet.
land.
One of them is to prevent the kid from using the Shadow Clone Pulse Skill and hitting a false body, which may delay a few breaths of time. Time is life now.
Another thing that Ke Yunshan needs to pay attention to is that the other party's supernatural talent of transforming into water, which caught him off guard just now, made the boy in gray seize the opportunity and almost capsized his boat in the gutter.
In Ke Yunshan's view, Yun Xiao could only delay time through these two methods, but he had been fooled once, how could he be fooled a second time? Everything seemed to be doomed.
boom!
The thoughts in Ke Yunshan's mind suddenly turned. In order to avoid giving the boy in gray time to leave a seal, he took action directly the next moment. The huge fang wolf hammer hit hard, and the target was not far from the black palace.
The young man in gray clothes.
It's just that no one, including Ke Yunshan, saw the joking flash in the eyes of the young man in gray when the hammer hit him. That was real joking.
"Huh? You don't even dodge?"
Until Ke Yunshan's huge mountain-toothed wolf hammer hit Yunxiao's head, he suddenly found that the gray-clothed boy showed no signs of evading, as if he was frightened.
Because Ke Yunshan sensed very clearly that the gray-clothed figure in front of him was not incorporeal, and in this way, even if the opponent could turn into water in an instant, he would be absolutely sure to kill him on the spot.
The talent of transforming into water can only catch people off guard the first time it is used. But after showing it to others once, how could Ke Yunshan, a powerful person at the peak of the Holy Realm, not be on guard?
The reason is that Yun Xiao's pulse energy cultivation is too poor. Even if he can transform into water, he will not be able to make waves in front of a serious person at the peak of the Holy Realm.
Transforming into water is just a means. It cannot give Yun Xiao a heaven-defying immortality. Once the enemy's power exceeds the critical point, it is not impossible to directly blast the pool of water into nothingness.
What's more, at this moment, Ke Yunshan also has a mountain-toothed wolf hammer in his hand. This high-level holy-level power weapon makes Ke Yunshan's blow several times more powerful. He is confident that he can smash the boy in gray.
For meat paste.
At that time, not only will this bet be a complete victory, but the two space artifacts will also belong to him, Ke Yunshan, and he will not even have to worry about Lu Juetian, the head of the Lu family over there.
The wishful thinking in Ke Yunshan's heart was rattling, but there was no lag in the movements of his hands. Seeing him pressing down with both hands, the head of the huge mountain-toothed wolf hammer was only a few inches away from Yun Xiao's head.
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Crack!
However, just when Ke Yunshan was so satisfied that he was about to smash the boy in gray into a ball of flesh, there was a sudden soft sound in his ears, and then he felt a lightness in his hands.
"This...this is..."
Ke Yunshan's surprise was truly extraordinary. As he turned his gaze to where the head of the Mountain Yalang Hammer was, he suddenly saw a scene that shocked him greatly.
Because the gray-clothed figure who in his imagination would be smashed into a ball of flesh, at some point had transformed into a very ordinary-looking ebony wood sword.
The black-gloss wooden sword just hung there quietly, motionless, but when the mountain-toothed wolf hammer hit it, it cut the head of the mountain-toothed wolf hammer directly into pieces like tofu.
Cut in half.
The so-called "cutting iron like clay" may be nothing more than that, but how could a living Yunxiao suddenly turn into an ancient artifact wooden sword? Ke Yunshan was really puzzled, and he was stunned on the spot for a moment.
"The figure of Yunxiao just now was transformed from that ancient artifact!"
After all, it is clear to onlookers that while Ke Yunshan was stunned, Lu Juetian and Wei Qi both had some guesses. Among them, the fire in the eyes of the head of the Lu family could not help but become more intense.
Because even he, the top poison master in the continent, had not sensed that the figure of Yunxiao was fake just now, and a wooden sword could actually transform into a human being, and it was so lifelike. How could this not make Lu Juetian feel sad?
Greedy?
An ancient artifact is already extremely precious, let alone such an ever-changing ancient artifact. When fighting against someone, if a wooden sword is unexpectedly thrown out, how many people can stop it?
Even in Lu Juetian's mind, if he could keep the ancient artifact wooden sword as his own, he might be able to fight against Canglong Emperor, the master of Canglong Emperor Palace.
People like Lu Juetian have always been extremely ambitious. They will only surrender to others when their strength is insufficient. Once their strength exceeds theirs, they may change their attitude instantly.
At least in Lu Juetian's opinion, even the Emperor Dragon Spear in the hands of Cang Long Emperor could not achieve such a magical scene. The blessing of this combat power was even more powerful than the Emperor Dragon Spear.
Such a weird and sharp ancient artifact has always been the dream of those who are at the peak of the Holy Realm. They no longer have many opportunities to break through to a higher level, so they can only pursue combat effectiveness horizontally.
Aside from the greed and passion in Lu Juetian's heart, the moods of many elders of the Holy Medical Alliance and the two from the Heart Poison Sect were extremely high and low.
"It seems that we underestimated him after all!"
Qin Poyun, the Great Elder of the Holy Medical Alliance, let out a sigh of relief, and immediately defused a powerful attack from Lu Shuang, the Great Elder of the Lu family. The heart he had just mentioned fell to the bottom of his heart in the blink of an eye.
"Elder Ke, how long has it been since this happened, and you are still in a daze?"
Just when everyone's thoughts were surging, a voice suddenly came from the black palace, and then another figure in gray appeared on the other side of the black palace.
At the same time, some people with keen minds sensed that the strange wooden sword that had just cut off the head of the mountain-toothed wolf hammer had disappeared, which gave them a strange feeling.
Many people's eyes were fixed on the young man in gray who reappeared, as if they wanted to see whether it was the real Yun Xiao or just an ancient artifact wooden sword, because this was probably Ke Yunshan's last chance.
Being reminded by the voice behind him, Ke Yunshan suddenly woke up. He looked up at the sky and realized that he seemed to have only the last three breaths left.