Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Two: Deserving of the Name
"Impossible, he can't find me." Xing Luoqi's eyes were deep, but for the sake of safety, he stepped on the seven-star step and changed forty-nine positions in one breath. Such a fast speed even without the cover of the starry sky array
, others can only see some afterimages.
Wu Yi, however, didn't care about the coming power of many seven stars. He let him come with hundreds of punches and left alone. The raging and violent true light of fire hung upside down to the west, instantly dyeing a large area of the sky red, burning with red flames, and the space was flooded.
With a hint of ripples, Xing Luoqi's gloomy face emerged.
He was really discovered by Wu Yi. He must have been locked by Wu Yi. Xingluoqi no longer avoided it. It just showed that he was courageless. He controlled the seven stars above his head to lower the starlight in order to block Wu Yi's true light of fire.
It's just that Xingluoqi didn't understand the Tao Yun. The power of the Seven Stars Divine Light is indeed not inferior to Dansha, but the lack of Tao Yun as the core is the difference between dead things and living things.
Although Wu Yi's Fire True Light was damaged, it was far less damaged than when he fought with Li Yunyong, and it quickly swallowed up all the starlight.
Seeing that the momentum was unstoppable, Xingluoqi moved away. Wu Yi puffed up his sleeves, and the true light of fire followed the trend and went straight to the seven stars above his head.
The fierce true light immediately destroyed the two stars of water and earth. The formation was incomplete and the starry sky world was mottled. This formation was nothing to worry about.
The formation was broken, and Xingluoqi's biggest support disappeared. A mouthful of blood almost spurted out from his mouth, but he forcefully swallowed it back, and his face was as pale as paper for a moment.
Xing Luoqi raised his fingers, pointed at Wu Yi, and said: "Go." The five stars that were still intact fell together, like falling stars, and the super high speed directly produced tail flames, and the momentum was heartbreaking.
This is the first time Xingluo Qi has used the trick of falling stars. It is the ultimate kill after the star formation is destroyed. In the past, no one has had the strength to force Xingluo Qi to use this trick.
After using this move, Xing Luoqi's face became even paler, his lips were chapped, and he looked sick, but there was a look of comfort in his eyes. This move was not inferior to ordinary magical powers. If it were not for the help of the mysterious weapon, he would
It can't be used either.
Rumble--a roar that lasted for dozens of breaths. Although it was blocked by the magic array, the powerful sound still spread out. For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the earth and rocks fell. The sound was terrifying, and several demon kings were heard.
He used his great magic power to create another magic ban outside the formation to block the aftermath.
The dazzling light dissipated, Wu Yi stood tall and tall, and the glazed jade light spread out three feet outside his body. As for Wu Yi, he looked completely intact.
"How is that possible?" Xing Luoqi was shocked and exclaimed.
"If my fellow Taoist has exhausted all his means, I will take action." Wu Yi smiled slightly and responded. Without giving Xing Luoqi a chance to reply, his fascia stretched, his blood soared into the sky, and he suddenly flew dozens of feet into the sky.
Xingluoqi was caught off guard and said hurriedly: "I——" Before he could finish the word "admit defeat", Wu Yi knocked him out. After being trapped by Xingluoqi for so long, Wu Yi had no intention of stopping.
If the star robe on Xing Luoqi hadn't exploded and dissipated his huge power, Wu Yi would have been crippled long ago. Although he was generally intact, the powerful impact came and he fell into a coma.
"Zhuzi, you are so cruel." Seeing this scene, an old Taoist sitting high in the sky wearing a black crown and a green scarf couldn't help but cursed. He raised his hand and took a picture of Xing Luoqi's unconscious body.
Next to it, Dansha swallowed and vomited to heal his wounds.
This person is the master of Xingluoqi, known to outsiders as Old Man Xingming. He has achieved magical powers and great elixirs. With his powerful cultivation, he is also a boss among the demon kings and is arrogant.
"Hmph, your skills are inferior to those of others, and your death will be in vain." A strong man wearing golden armor snorted coldly. It was Xie Wu, a real person from the Shui Tribe, whose cultivation level was also at the third level of the Golden Core. Due to his strength, the local demon king of the Biluo Realm could not help but
Dare to offend old man Xingming, but Xie Wu has no such worries. Anyway, it is a fight between Taoist sects, and the more chaos the better.
Old man Xing Ming was used to being domineering, and he released his aura. Starlight was like water, pressing down on Xie Wu, as if he was ready to fight after a disagreement.
In tense moments, the peacemaker of the Qingluan Tribe always comes out and tries to dissuade him. As a proprietor, he shouldn't let his guests fight on his own territory. Wouldn't it be a joke?
Old man Xingming snorted coldly and looked away. Out of sight, out of mind, but Xie Wu had no intention of giving up. He asked with a hint of inexplicable meaning: "Old Taoist, do you know whose disciple you were scolding before?"
"What do you want me to do?" Old man Xingming responded calmly.
"This person's master is Zhi Tianxuan, the master of the Shige Pavilion of Yiqi Sect. Please wish yourself well." Xie Wu did not think it was a big deal and deliberately provoked him.
Old man Xingming felt a knot in his heart, but he didn't want to lose face in front of all his comrades, so he insisted: "What about the real person? Is it possible that he will bully the juniors?"
Xie Wu laughed loudly. The old man Xingming's tone before was as if he wanted to stand up for his disciples. Now he has double standards. It's really ridiculous.
Other real-life demon kings who understood Zhitian's profound cultivation could not help laughing, but more people looked at Wu Yi out of the corner of their eyes. Is this the origin of this boy? No wonder he is so powerful.
The leader of the Qingluan Tribe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had not deliberately suppressed Wu Yi before. Otherwise, this relationship would not be good in the future.
To say who is the happiest here, it is naturally the Demon King and his wife of the Honghu tribe. My daughter has good eyesight, and she even invited such a Taoist master.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Xie Wu smiled secretly in his heart. Now he praises Wu Yi higher and higher. When the Ninth Prince defeats Wu Yi, the harvest will be greater, and it will be more conducive to the expansion of the water tribe's power in the Biluo Realm. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince and
He was not in a group, otherwise Wu Yi would not even be qualified to enter Fengchi to practice.
Catching pairs, Wu Yi then fought two monsters in succession, a leopard monster and a tree monster. They both had good talents. For example, the leopard monster, with gray and white fur, isolated spiritual consciousness, jumped around.
, seems to have disappeared, and is extremely difficult to deal with. As for the tree demon, it has strong vitality and can cut it endlessly. The flying leaves are like knives, extremely sharp, and can even change reality and reality, splitting the glass and jade light.
Although it took some time, Wu Yi still defeated them. Now, Wu Yi only needs to fight this last battle. After this battle, he will get the quota to enter Fengchi. In addition, he can also get
Thirty red fruits, a five hundred kilograms of flaming stone and other generous rewards.
The Yan Lian Stone is used for refining weapons. If an expert is given this weight, it can even be used to refine two or three mysterious weapons. Its value is inestimable.
As for the Ziqing Lingqiao Stone, it was the runner-up prize. If Wu Yi deliberately sought defeat, he could get it, but Wu Yi obviously did not have this idea.
The last opponent, Wen Yu, is a monk who has understood the meaning of the sword. It is normal for him to reach this point. It is strange that he cannot reach this point.
What made Wu Yi laugh was that when they first met, Wen Yu said to him: "Fellow Taoist, please go down. For the sake of our fate, I will give you some face. You are no match for me." He held his hands behind his back.
How could he be so cold and arrogant?
"This is what I want to say to fellow Taoists." Wu Yi responded lukewarmly.
Wen Yu sighed and shook his head slightly, as if he felt sorry for Wu Yi's stubbornness and said, "Please let it be."
A clear light suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, and a few irregular leaps came to Wu Yi's body. A golden white light flashed past, pressing against the neck.
The water-moving true light rose in front of Wu Yi. The clear light was stirred by the water and immediately dispersed. Only a sword ball was seen spinning. In terms of defense, the water-moving true light was better. The fire-moving true light was violent and violent. If you want to stop it,
It's difficult to hit a tricky sword pill.
Wen Yu originally had no desire to win with one blow, but with his divine will, the sword pill was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight. The division of the sword pill did not stop until sixteen sword pills were divided in a row.
The technique of sword light differentiation, the power of the differentiated sword light does not decrease much. This is the specialty of sword cultivators. Most of the monks will be overwhelmed by the endless sword light, and will be defeated and die.
This is not the first time Wu Yi has seen the art of sword light differentiation. When he fought with Qiu Buyan, he also used the art of sword light differentiation. However, Qiu Buyan was not as good at this technique as Wen Yu and could only differentiate to
Four, a big difference.
Wen Yu is no longer Qiu Buyan, and Wu Yi is no longer the same Wu Yi. It is another battle between dragon and tiger.
Sixteen sword lights flew up, like fireflies flying and silver flowers scattered. Under the beautiful scene, Sen Leng's murderous intent could not be concealed. With these sixteen sword lights, Wen Yu could defeat ten with one without any problem.
Bang bang bang, a series of banging sounds came. After testing dozens of times, the true light did not move at all. Wen Yu's eyes gradually became serious. His sword pill was made of heavenly iron mixed with earthly turbid copper, tempered by yin and yang fire.
It is made so that even Dansha can be cut off, but it can't do anything to this true light.
Obviously it is not a matter of material, but the power of the Dao Yun. Wen Yu narrowed his eyes, and the unskilled Dao Yun of the Golden Dao stretched out and poured it into the sword pill. The force of the sword pill increased by three points, and he let out a scream.
, tore apart Wu Yi’s water-borne true light.
Wu Yi held his hand against Jian Wan, as if he had grasped the whole space. The huge force of hundreds of thousands of kilograms immediately made Jian Wanru fall into the quagmire, unable to move. Wen Yu's face changed, and he hurriedly urged
Move, but the effect is not great, and there is no way to advance or retreat.
Seeing Wu Yi's hand reaching for the sword pill, Wen Yu was afraid that his sword pill would be taken away by Wu Yi. Wen Yu opened his mouth and vomited, shooting a mouthful of essence and blood towards the sword pill. After being watered by the essence and blood, the sword pill was able to get rid of Wu Yi's shackles.
was taken back.
Not daring to test with sword pills anymore, Wen Yu just used thousands of sword lights to cover Wu Yi, realizing that Wu Yi must have used some secret method to have such great power. It could not last long and wanted to wear Wu Yi to death.
The blood-burning technique has been activated for a long time, and it is indeed bad for the body. But since practicing the "Hunyuan Yuan Dao Jing" to the second level, Wu Yi can control the blood-burning technique as he wishes, and the damage is much less than before.
The blood in his heart has not repaired the injuries in his body for a long time. There are almost no peers who can hurt Wu Yi. Wen Yu is destined to return disappointed.
Wu Yi's defense could not be broken, Wu Yi's energy could not be worn out, and his speed was not even as fast as Wu Yi's. It was only a matter of time before Wen Yu was defeated.
At the moment of victory, Wu Yi was not very excited. Based on his absolute strength, this was just a well-deserved victory.
The foreign races will determine the top three, and then the demon birds within Fengchi Forest will determine the top seven. Then they will be able to enter Fengchi to practice. Wu Yi's heart is full of curiosity and expectation.