0861: Vigorously Fire Lindao - Rongshen One Strike Monthly Pass
Amidst the strange laughter, King Xiaoyao formed a knife with his right hand, following a mysterious route like a slithering snake, and struck straight at the center of Jiang Dali's eyebrows.
In this extremely short distance, King Xiaoyao's techniques changed in countless ways, making subtle and subtle changes every moment, full of magical power that confuses people's hearts.
However, Jiang Dali closed his eyes, which were still burning, at that moment. He let out a smile that was not surprised but delighted, stretched out his arms, and the cloak behind him suddenly exploded into a black shadow like a dark cloud.
In the dark shadow, his palms instantly transformed into shadows of fingers all over the sky. Suddenly, the strength of one finger was poured into his index finger, placed across the center of his eyebrows, and the other palm slid out like a moon fishermen from the bottom of the sea, pressing it as if it were empty.
This lightning-fast response did not exceed King Xiaoyao's expectations.
Peng!
Finger wind exchanges, the air explodes.
Instead of being shaken back, King Xiaoyao was pulled forward by a strange force and took a step forward.
It turned out that the seemingly strong force at Jiang Dali's fingertips suddenly turned into a feminine force during the lightning exchange.
Such a strange change was apparently due to the use of the Immortal Seal to 'borrow' part of King Xiaoyao's power from life to death, then reincarnation from death. After two transformations, it was returned to the other party.
This strange force-strengthening move, which was somewhat similar to Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi, immediately disrupted Xiaoyao Wang's rhythm.
However, its figure moved forward like a ghost, shattering all of Jiang Li's unfurled black cloak and shooting in all directions.
Xiaoyao Wang gave a sharp scolding and crashed into the scraps of cloth. He avoided Jiang Dali's left palm force like lightning and struck Jiang Dali's ribs with a palm that was faster than the electric sparks and flints.
"Lock!!"
clang!!!
Jiang Dali's body trembled, and he felt that the ten snares that had invaded his body were tightened again.
At the same time, the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows shook, and the unpredictable Yin and Yang gods of King Xiaoyao invaded, bursting out with a suppressive divine will that made him tremble even when he was in a powerful state.
The heart-taking net completely exploded, and King Xiaoyao's eyes pierced with sharp light and he laughed, "Three flowers lock your life!"
Jiang Dali's golden face suddenly darkened, and all the strength he had exerted in his whole body seemed to fall into the void at this moment. His whole body was empty and he couldn't use any strength. It was as if a piece of steel had been thrown into the layers of cotton, and it was impossible to make steel for a hundred years.
To turn into softness around the fingers.
Appearing in front of many Black Wind Village players in the outside world, the two sides were fighting at high speed. They suddenly fell into a state of stasis when King Xiaoyao put a palm on Jiang Dali's body. Two rays of light appeared strangely on their bodies.
Two ropes entwined together.
Jiang Dali's body exuded golden light, while King Xiaoyao's body exuded lavender light.
The lavender brilliance is like a rope wrapped around Jiang Dali's body. Even between his eyebrows, there is a lavender rope-like divine power that penetrates deep into the ancestral aperture between Jiang Dali's eyebrows, forming the essence, energy, and spirit.
All aspects of restraint and blockade.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while. The blood bar on Jiang Dali's head began to decrease at a slow but extremely steady rate, while the blood bar on King Xiaoyao's head began to rise strangely and then recovered quickly.
Seeing such a scene, many Black Wind Village players were shocked and became anxious and frightened.
"Hahahaha——Master of Black Wind Village! You will become the strongest prisoner of war under my throne of Xiaoyao!!"
King Xiaoyao laughed wildly, his white hair flying, and his entire body swelled like a sail. His eyes pierced with sharper brilliance, revealing a stronger divine intention, reaching between Xiang Jiang Dali's brows.
However, at this moment, Jiang Dali's dantian suddenly erupted with a suction force.
This suction force was extremely weak under the restraint of King Xiaoyao's net-like Xiaoyao True Strength, but it became extremely strong and strong. It suddenly burst out with purple light, emanating from the pores of Jiang Dali's extremely majestic body, like tiny suction ports, bearing the brunt of the suction.
Xiang Xiaoyao Wang placed his palm under his ribs.
Whoosh whoosh!——
The rain all over the sky and the muddy water in the puddles on the ground were sucked into the sky and flew up diagonally, towards Jiang Dali.
"Well!!!"
King Xiaoyao's eyes glared, his face and muscles twitched, and all his clothes were sucked by the suction force. The corners of his clothes began to tilt toward the river unnaturally, and even the heels of his feet began to slowly lift off the ground.
However, the true energy in his body is as stable as a rock and slowly circulates in his meridians. The pores are tightly closed, making it difficult for any trace of it to escape.
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At this moment, another scene appeared in the spiritual world of Jiang Dali's ancestral cavity.
The power of King Xiaoyao formed by the condensation of the Yin and Yang gods is like an endless thick dark cloud, like the black mist pouring out of the bottomless abyss, filling and covering his ancestral aperture, sealing off his Yin and Yang gods.
suppress.
Jiang Dali's power of yin and yang was like a bright moon covered by dark clouds at this time. Most of the light was cut off by the thick black and tough clouds, and only a few moonlight-like brilliance remained at the edges and gaps.
Confronted with the opponent's increasingly powerful Yin and Yang gods, the collision created a ferocious spiritual shock wave.
This kind of mental confrontation is particularly dangerous, and is more intense than any competition of moves and physical collisions.
It is impossible for outsiders to know how powerful it is.
If it weren't for Jiang Dali's yin and yang gods, which were formed by surviving the catastrophes of heaven and earth, they would have been decisively defeated by the more tyrannical yin and yang gods of King Xiaoyao at this moment.
The gap between the two small realms of Heaven and Human Realm can often be an overwhelming advantage.
However, it was precisely because of the tenacity and strength of the gods of heaven, thunder, earth, fire, yin and yang that Jiang Dali endured until this point.
But if his yin and yang, which are like moonlight, are completely suppressed by King Xiaoyao's yin and yang, which are like dark clouds, to the point where no light can be seen at all, that will be the moment of his defeat.
At that time, a series of chain reactions caused by mental trauma will cause the battlefield in the body to be defeated more rapidly, and he will become a puppet controlled by King Xiaoyao like the four bearers.
"Hehehe - Master of Black Wind Village, I have told you before that your energy absorption is of no use to me! Just accept your fate!"
The pupils of Xiaoyao King's eyes dilated and contracted for a while, and he forcibly restrained and stabilized the true energy in his body to prevent it from leaking out, causing the three flowers to become unbalanced. His eyes flashed to spread his thoughts with powerful divine will, and with a sneer on his face, the two gods of Yin and Yang took a more powerful posture.
It turned into a spiritual storm and struck within Jiang Dali's ancestral cavity.
Jiang Dali seemed to be unaware, letting King Xiaoyao cling to his body like maggots on his tarsus, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.
King Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.
However, even stronger spiritual power has rushed into Jiang Dali's eyebrows without any reservation.
Login time.
In the spiritual world of Jiang Dali's ancestral aperture, the dark clouds transformed by the power of the Yin and Yang gods of King Xiaoyao expanded rapidly like an explosion, rolling up and down on top of each other, like a ferocious devil that wanted to swallow everything.
Lose.
In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed in Jiang Dali's spiritual world.
The moonlight representing the two gods of yin and yang dimmed, causing his body to instantly withdraw from the indestructible state of the golden bell, and the golden glow around him suddenly dimmed amidst the exclamations of many copycat players.
Before King Xiaoyao had time to be surprised and delighted, suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed out from nowhere in Jiang Dali's spiritual world, splitting open the dense dark clouds like a sharp knife, and headed straight towards the person covered by the dark clouds.
The two gods of yin and yang were pierced.
Click!!
A earth-shaking loud noise exploded in the air, transforming into a flaming unicorn-like arrogance. In an instant, amidst the strong roar of the knife, the shadow of a flaming red sword with a dark red blade and domineering speed was formed.
Come!
The special effects of the powerful fire sword - Level 1 Fusion God!
"What!!"
King Xiaoyao was so shocked that he almost lost his mind.
Buzz!!!
The rain curtain was broken by the red and hot sword energy.
The astonishing and sharp sword intent suddenly erupted in the rain behind King Xiaoyao.
"Here comes the knife!!!"
Jiang Dali opened his eyes with a swish, and his eyes were like electric torches, shining brightly, as if they were trying to penetrate people's heart.
King Xiaoyao's whole body flashed with purple light, and he wanted to forcefully break free and retreat. However, at this time, his three flowers locked Jiang Dali's body, as if he was deep in the palace, and it was not possible to escape in an instant.
It was such a delay.
"laugh!!!"
King Xiaoyao's eyes widened and his body trembled greatly.
A blade as red as lava and steaming hot suddenly emerged from his chest, and directly pierced Jiang Dali's chest with a sneer, cutting open Jiang Dali's rock-hard muscles, and directly hit him with a snap.
Above the sternum, a burning pain instantly came along with the extremely strong evil knife intent.
For a moment, both of them were struck by the sword, and their bodies were as hot as lava, and their minds felt as if they were being burned by flames.
"Wow!!"
King Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of steaming blood, and a "-31788!" damage appeared above his head. The health bar suddenly dropped a lot, reaching below 40%.
Jiang Dali gave a sharp shout and suddenly grabbed the red and hot blade. Ignoring the severe burning pain between his fingers, he suddenly pulled out the blade and pressed down brutally.
Click!!
King Xiaoyao screamed, and the blade cut almost from his chest to his abdomen.
He immediately turned his hands into claws and grabbed the blade angrily. His eyes bulged and he glared at Jiang Dali. Blood and saliva flowed from his mouth. The two gods of yin and yang suddenly rushed out and attacked Jiang Dali without any reservation.
"die!!"
Jiang Dali shouted angrily, and the two gods of yin and yang rushed out from the ancestral orifice at the same time, not afraid of hitting the two gods of Xiaoyao King.
Both of them had a huge roar in their minds, and their orifices were bleeding.
But in an instant, Jiang Dali forced his spirit with fighting spirit, rushed out with his majestic body, and slammed into King Xiaoyao's arms. He slapped his palms alternately. Suddenly, he slapped more than ten palms on King Xiaoyao, and each palm exploded.
Showing an astonishing amount of strength.
Bang bang bang bang——
King Xiaoyao's body was trembling like chaff, but he didn't fall far away under the psychic energy of the powerful Fire Lin Dao. He just kept beating. Blood splattered in his eyes, ears, nose, chest, and abdomen, and the blood strips on his head were as crazy as blood.
fell.
call!!
The last big fist full of veins was punched hard.
“Peng!!!!”
The powerful fire sword on King Xiaoyao's chest was directly blown away, and his body flew out like a cannonball, breaking through the rain curtain and slamming into the mountain rock wall. It exploded with a click and opened up a large blood mist, and the health bar above his head was instantly cleared.
All the bones in his body were broken, and he fell to the ground exhausted.
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Hulonglong! Hulonglong! The sound of thunder was accompanied by the sound of rain, and the heaven and earth became chaotic in the torrential rain that fell.
Dark clouds surged violently above Jiang Dali's head, and dull thunder rolled in the distant horizon.
Sharp lightning tore through the gray-black chest of the sky, and the torrential rain poured down like a vent of anger, pouring on Jiang Dali's face and body, washing on the face and body of King Xiaoyao, and impacting the shocked eyes of all those watching the battle around him.
The face and body...have not calmed down for a long time...
Xiaoyao King!
Coming out of the mountain like lightning!
Defeat like lightning!
Death like lightning!
In the entire village, except for the sound of wind, rain, thunder, and Jiang Dali's gradually returning to a steady breathing, there seemed to be no other sounds.
The leader of the Black Wind Village, who could not even be killed by King Xiaoyao, was still standing. Even the wind, rain and thunder could not suppress his breathing, as if he were a giant standing on the top of the mountain breathing.
despair--
despair--
Jiang Dali stepped on his tattered shoes and jumped up the mountain rock. He lowered his head and glanced at Xiaoyao Wang, who was staring up at the sky in disbelief. Then he looked at the hideous wound on his chest that was torn by Dali's Fire Lin Knife.
The severe pain made him grin. This kind of long-lost fighting and injury was the enjoyable process that a man in the world should enjoy besides drinking.
He raised his thick neck and looked far into the distance.
But seeing the Heifeng Village shrouded in rain, it seemed as if it was submerged in the water. The rain was pouring, the river under the village was swollen, and the rolling waves were surging like an earth dragon. Who could stop the dragon from soaring?
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