Chapter three hundred and eighty second critical moment
Chapter 382 Critical Moment
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A stone carved a deep mark on the stone wall, and Yi Xifeng washed his fair face with cold water from the waterfall.
He counted the dense marks on the stone wall. It had been nearly three months since they arrived in this prison.
In other words, the barrier of the Tower of Two Realms will be opened again soon. If you don't take this opportunity to get out, you will have to stay in the tower for two years...
Jin Zaomu is still going crazy every day. What he has talked about the most in the past three months is his admiration for a girl named Mingxiu, followed by cursing various obscene things about a girl named Pang Yan, and finally the need to help him.
The regrets of the old timers who escaped from prison.
Yi Xifeng was used to this. It would be better to say that without him, he would be alone in this place and it would be difficult for him to persevere.
In the past three months, Yi Xifeng first studied the fragments of the "Shadow Sky Climbing the Dragon" scroll in his hand to avoid the unprovoked attack by Madman Jin, and then began to practice the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One Technique.
Zhang Ao has only used the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One technique twice, but in fact the principle is opposite to his "Thousand Miles of Rivers". "Thousands of Swords Returning to One" emphasizes speed and continuity, while "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One" emphasizes the accumulation of power and
The ultimate explosion.
However, there was a problem when fusing the two qi swords. The swords of the same qi realm were difficult to fuse with each other and could only collide and die.
"Have you never herded sheep? The little sheep always follows the big sheep, and two little sheep will only fight." Jin Zaomu's words at that time woke him up.
However, because his Dantian was sealed by Han Sanli's seal, he could not let the sword energy form a gradient, so he was forced to give up practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One Technique.
At this moment, Jin Zaomu opened his eyes slightly and said dejectedly: "It seems that everything... is over."
He let out a miserable laugh, stood up slowly like a puppet, stared at Yi Xifeng and said: "You must not have enough dry food for two years, right?"
"Isn't there another day?" Yi Xifeng asked.
"Didn't you count that you were one day late?" Jin Zaomu sneered, watching the waterfalls around him gradually stop, and only a small flow of water remained.
Yi Xifeng was slightly startled. It is true that today is the day when the Tower of Two Realms will be closed...
"After today, the Two Worlds Tower will be closed, and every floor will undergo earth-shaking changes, and this place is no exception." Jin Zaomu's pale face showed a look of despair, and the sound of running water around him disappeared.
The spectacular waterfall seemed to be cut off in an instant.
"Mingxiu! Your understanding will never be able to enter the Biyou Palace! I will never be able to leave this divine capital, and we will never be able to meet each other in this lifetime!" Jin Zaomu responded with a heartbreaking roar.
His was the divine incantation lit up on the surrounding stone walls.
Just like when Han Sanli waved his hand, a spell sealed his Qi and blood, causing his cultivation to stagnate over the years, and his whole body was pale. Even though he was full of anger, his cheeks were bloodless...
"Master Han, you don't know right from wrong! I just killed the dog thief Ranzhi Mingxiu, so you throw me into this secret realm so that we will never see each other again? As the leader of the divine religion, you know that we will never see each other again.
The pain!”
The mantras on the stone walls around the waterfall shone brightly, seeming to be responding to Jin Zaomu with cold practical actions.
Yi Xifeng observed the incantations on the walls. On one of the walls, there was a painting of a man holding the earth with his hands and feet in the sky. It was similar to the mural on the second floor!
At this time, the ground beneath my feet trembled, as if the prison floor was about to crack.
Yi Xifeng didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped to a safe position, and then said to Jin Zaomu: "Run away!"
Jin Zaomu turned back quickly, looked at Yi Xifeng who was standing on a high place, and shouted sternly: "Old thief Pang Yan, you hurt me Mingxiu, I will cut you into pieces!"
He stepped on the fallen gravel and came to Yi Xifeng in a few steps. The two stood on an eight-foot-long boulder and started moving their hands.
Yi Xifeng didn't know how many times he fought against him. Originally, he was invincible at the level of the knight entering the room. However, after several battles, Yi Xifeng found that the opponent could only use the strength of the knight entering the palace, and they barely managed to draw.
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"Yansha punch!"
Jin Zaomu took two steps forward, gathered the surrounding gravel onto his arms, and attacked Yi Xifeng with a fierce stone fist.
Yi Xifeng positioned his palms and blocked the stone fist attack with "Wandering Dragon Tai Chi Wind". Unexpectedly, Jin Zaomu took those two steps and cracked the entire boulder. The two of them fought with each other, and the rock under their feet
The body has completely collapsed.
The final blow of "Yansha Punch Fist" was resolved by "Wandering Dragon Tai Chi Wind". Both sides retreated three feet. Yi Xifeng climbed the moon and climbed up the dragon, stepping on the gravel falling from the sky, looking down at his feet, only to see that
See Jin Zaomu's whole body turn into a tornado of sand and dust coming from below!
"Eight Directions Sword Curtain!"
Yi Xifeng shouted loudly. Although the move was called Bafang, with his current level of sword control, he summoned a total of sixty-four air swords, forming a gorgeous sword curtain in front of himself and Jin Zaomu!
"Boom -" With a violent impact, Yi Xifeng's "Eight Directions Sword Curtain" was scattered from a single point by the rotating sand tornado. This attack from the opposite side was already at the level of a knight entering a house!
"Pang Yan! I will kill you a thousand times! It's not enough!!!" Jin Zaomu roared in the sand tornado, driving straight in with the chaotic storm!
"Bah!" A slight sound made Yi Xifeng's mind move in mid-air. The sound came from his Dantian!
"It's a seal! The seal is loose!" Yi Xifeng pulled out the Night Sword Hanxing from his waist, and a burst of inner energy came out of his dantian and poured into the sword in one breath!
The state of power!
It was obviously much faster when running on the moon step to ascend the dragon. Yi Xifeng dodged the attack of the sand tornado sideways, his body was like a light swallow, his toes touched the gravel beside the tornado and he jumped into the air again.
At this moment, the two of them were already thirty feet above the ground!
The incantations on the surrounding stone walls lit up one after another. Every time they lit up, Yi Xifeng felt that the seal at his dantian was weakening, the internal energy available to him was becoming more powerful, and the power of the Night Sword Hanxing dancing in his hand was also getting stronger!
"A Thousand Miles of Rivers!"
Countless sword shadows formed from the air, and following Yi Xifeng's command, they flew towards the charging sand tornado like arrows from a demon-breaking crossbow.
Several boulders suddenly flew out of the eye of the sand tornado, scattering the shadow of the sword. Yi Xifeng jumped up, stepped on the boulder, and stepped in mid-air with the help of the boulder. The Night Sword Hanxing in his hand gave off a dark luster.
The Realm of Mang!
The surroundings of Yi Xifeng shone like starlight, and the sword rays slowly condensed. From top to bottom, he rushed into the eye of the tornado like a sword ray, and the speed was staggering.
Along with it, countless sword radiances descended. The sword radiance mixed with the sand and dust to create a path for its master.
"Dang——" Yi Xifeng's Night Sword Hanxing collided with the round sand ball formed in Jin Zaomu's hand, making a muffled sound!
The two of them were so close at the moment, the tip of the sword and the maracas were locked in a stalemate.
"See clearly, Jin Zaomu! I am Yi Xifeng from the Zhenwu Dao Palace!" The fair boy shouted loudly, and the energy in his hand burst out in an instant, smashing the sand balls he had accumulated!