After using all his strength to use the second form of breaking the mystery, Han Yi's spiritual energy has been exhausted. That sword is the pinnacle of his swordsmanship. The high-level spiritual skill of the second form of breaking the mystery combined with the sword drawing technique almost pushes the power of this sword to the extreme. Of course.
, the consumption is also huge. In one fight with Feng Zhan, nearly 80% of the spiritual energy in his body was consumed. Now, although he took a whole bottle of Hailing Pill in advance, he still couldn't bear the consumption at all, and his Dantian was completely empty.
Han Yi's face turned pale. He looked at the incoming shock wave, unable to dodge and could only bear it head-on. The Thunder Sky Sword was returned to its sheath and put into the space to receive the ring. He crossed his hands in front of him, and boom, the terrifying power surged in the moment the shock wave hit.
His whole body flew up in the air and shot backwards. Bang, the huge force pressed him against the wall. His white clothes were torn apart, revealing his muscular but extremely thin body. Black spiritual power gradually flowed out from under his skin.
, Han Yi actually began to practice the Dragon Elephant Hegemony Body Technique at this time.
The raging shock wave dissipated after a few moments, and Han Yi fell from the wall, knelt on one knee, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior Brother Han, you are very strong, beyond my expectations. However, even so, you still can't win the bet, so give up."
Zheng Yi was standing in the distance. He was unscathed by the shock wave just now. Also, with his peak cultivation level in the late Lingzong period, he did have the strength to face such a shock wave.
Han Yi stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and moved his aching body. After a few moments, the Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body Technique seemed to have improved again.
"I haven't fallen down yet, nor have I admitted defeat. Senior Brother Zheng said this a little too early."
He was thinking about countermeasures as he spoke. Now that his spiritual power is exhausted, the only power he can rely on is the power of his physical body and the power of his blood. Kui Long Jue does not require spiritual power to be activated. Although there are evil wings that can be used, in that case,
Without the flying spiritual weapon, the ability to cover up the evil spirit and turn into wings will be exposed, and I don’t know what kind of disaster it will cause.
And the power of the bloodline involves the blood of Kui Long. The ancient dragon has long since disappeared in the Xuanling Realm. Once exposed, the consequences may not be more terrifying than if the Kui Long Jue were known.
Is the road to gambling war going to end? In that case, all the previous efforts will be in vain.
"Hiss, hiss." At this moment, a snake hissed into his ears, and a blue light emitted from the Kui dragon pattern on his chest. It turned out to be an evil spirit actively communicating with Han Yi.
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"You mean to use that." Han Yi heard the evil spirit's meaning, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it."
"Hiss, hiss."
"Haha, I'm sorry, I forgot about you."
Han Yi raised his hand and pressed the place where the blue light flashed. It seemed that after swallowing the ghosts in the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, the evil spirits had mutated. They actually had a hint of intelligence and could actively communicate with Han Yi.
"Then, come on."
He raised his hand to make a hand seal, and the ancient and mysterious handprints kept changing. The sky made of evil energy descended, and the entire fighting battlefield was submerged in an instant.
"The Soul-Suppressing Prison, open."
Boom, the sky was blown away, and the black evil energy formed a barrier, covering Han Yi and Zheng Yi, and an invisible wave surged towards Zheng Yi.
The sudden attack of spiritual power was so violent that Zheng Yi's face turned pale and he had a splitting headache.
"How can spiritual attacks be so mixed and impure?"
He covered his head, his eyes were bloodshot and terrifying. Boundless darkness came in, Han Yi's figure could no longer be seen, and he couldn't even feel the other person's breath.
Such a situation is very unfavorable to him. Han Yi's physical strength is too strong. Once he succeeds in a sneak attack, he may lose the power to resist in an instant.
At this moment, in the darkness in the distance, Han Yi formed a seal in his hand. The Kui dragon patterns on his chest, left arm and right arm were twisting, as if they came to life. They spread their wings, and a flash of blood suddenly penetrated.
Han Yi's body.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong... A burst of Shen Xiong's heartbeat sounded, and the red-gold blood boiled completely, flowing like lava, bringing terrifying power. The blue-purple thunder patterns growing in the blood vessels flowed fiercely
The light and thunder flashed out.
Han Yi's image completely changed at this moment. Countless black thunder patterns spread from his heart and spread all over his body. A black ancient rune appeared on his forehead, and his pupils were like golden flames.
The blue-purple electric arc on the upper body of the woman flashed and made a crackling sound.
In the darkness, Zheng Yi felt uneasy, as if he was being targeted by some ancient beast, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Phew, a black shadow suddenly approached, with blue-purple electric arcs flashing all over its body, and a foot-long golden light shooting out of its eyes. A huge coercion rushed towards him, causing Zheng Yi's pupils to shrink suddenly, and he turned pale with fright.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Han Yi punched out, and thunderous lightning shot out. Zheng Yi swung out a sword light, boom, the sword light exploded, and thunderous arcs continued to shoot out.
Zheng Yi's face changed drastically, and he dodged a blow. Han Yi continued to approach, and more and more electric arcs were fired from his hands. Those electric arcs were like a group of swimming snakes, which was dangerous and terrifying.
The blue light on his body suddenly became extremely strong, and his spiritual power surged out without reservation. Being in this strange barrier, Zheng Yi did not dare to take it lightly. Those arcs were violent and powerful, and even he felt a fatal threat.
The translucent long sword emits a solid sword light, and countless ice crystals grow on the ground, and the cold air is overwhelming. The sword light collides with the electric arc and explodes. The power of thunder spreads, and the ice crystals on the ground shatter one after another.
Han Yi closed his eyes, gathered all his momentum, and covered the Soul-Suppressing Prison with his mental power, locking Zheng Yi's position. He moved silently, went behind Zheng Yi, and punched out.
The moment he suddenly launched his attack, Zheng Yi noticed the approaching aura. The overwhelming blue-purple thunder light pressed down on him, like a sea wave hitting his face.
Zheng Yi suddenly turned around, and his spiritual power gathered on the long sword, exploding instantly.
"Ice Art, Frost Realm."
He drew a circle with his sword, and blue ice crystals formed a layer of ice wall, sizzling and spreading, completely blocking him.
Boom, thunder bombarded the ice wall, crackling explosions, ice crystals flying, shining like stars under the reflection of light and shadow.
However, the ice wall only lasted for a few breaths before it was full of cracks and finally collapsed. After all, it was a defense formed by Zheng Yi hastily, so it was naturally unable to withstand Han Yi's deliberate attack.
The terrible thunder bombarded his body, and Zheng Yi flew backwards, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood. His face, arms, neck, and exposed skin were all scorched black, and his clothes had several holes, as if they had been burned by flames.