"Please rush over in a flying machine. Seeing that Brother Nakagawa Tiger gave up changing course, the guard took a step forward again, and glared at Brother Nakagawa Tiger like fire with his eyes and said.

"Rush over!" A neat step, all the cultivators took a step at the same time.

"I don't want to, but if we rush over at this time, Yang Yi will be sacrificed in vain, what do you want him to see at the last glance of his subordinates who are not obedient to orders?" Brother Zhongchuan Hu's eyes were also full of tears, he understood the mood of the cultivators, why didn't he want to rush over and exchange his life for Yang Yi, but at this time he gradually calmed down.

Brother Zhongchuan's words woke everyone up, but no one wanted to watch Yang Yi die for them.

"If we were to trade our lives for Boss Yangyi, I would do it. The head of the guard had a very calm face at this time, and his eyes were full of determination.

"I do!" all the cultivators shouted in unison, their eyes shining with determination at the same time.

"Maybe we can't get back the life of Boss Yangyi if we die. "Brother Nakagawa Tiger is still very calm, and he has been controlling his emotions.

Looking back at the other cultivators behind him, the guard chief sighed and said, "We have also experienced several battles, and we are not afraid of dying in battle, and there are many people who feel that their friends are dying by their side, and many people's lives are saved by their own companions. ”

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the grief and anger that suddenly rose in his heart, the chief of the guard continued: "But we can't watch Boss Yang Yi Yang Yi carefully weave a death trap for us and watch him die for us, I am afraid that we will lose even the last bit of courage to survive in the future, rather than becoming a lifeless living dead, we would rather advance and retreat with Boss Yang Yi Yang Yi and strive for this last glimmer of hope." ”

Brother Nakagawa Tiger sighed slightly, and had to admit that he was persuaded by the head of the guard, and looked around at the group of cultivators, but he didn't even see fear on a person's face.

Glancing nostalgically at the group of cultivators, Brother Nakagawa Tiger turned around with a smile, sat down in front of everyone, probed his spiritual power into the center of the magic circle, and controlled the armed transport flying magic weapon to make various changes.

Yang Yi didn't notice that the course of the armed transport flying magic weapon had changed, and he didn't have time to take a look at it at this time, the puppet warrior in front of him was right in front of him, even if he died together, Yang Yi didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and achieved the best effect after paying his life.

Without a sound, the two high-grade magic swords sprinted out in a trajectory of death, as if they were not hindered by anything, and easily pierced under the puppet warrior's heart.

The strength was exhausted, Yang Yi didn't even have the strength to cut through the talisman armor at this time, and in front of the puppet warrior, he was even more pitiful, that is, the two high-grade magic swords barely pierced the puppet warrior's surface protective armor and pierced into the control center.

Like playing a swing, Yang Yi's whole person hung in the middle of two puppet warriors, and two high-grade magic swords more than two meters long pierced into the small half. But Yang Yi laughed, the liquid metal was like an extension of his arm, and at this time he could already feel the energy surging madly from the control center of the talisman armor.

The small wound would not cause the power of the talisman to burst immediately, and Yang Yi did not have the strength to escape at this time, but the puppet warrior's counterattack did not delay without any delay.

Carrying the fierce wind, the puppet warrior's two high-grade magic swords quickly slammed back, hitting Yang Yi hanging in mid-air like a superb flying sword.

Death is so close, but Yang Yi's mood is very peaceful, since he knows that he will die, all worries and fears have been far away.

Feeling the howling wind and the biting murderous aura, Yang Yi's eyes slowly looked at the distant sky, where is Yang Yi's endless dreams.

The top-grade magic sword is getting closer and closer, and death is getting closer and closer, and the smile on Yang Yi's face is even thicker.

The blade of the sword was only a few centimeters away from Yang Yi's back, and the sharp murderous aura had even cut Yang Yi's skin, and a huge wound appeared out of thin air, and blood mixed with silver true qi gushed out, instantly soaking his back.

Suddenly, a cold breath that penetrated into his heart suddenly came, and he was threatened by his life, and the nameplate on Yang Yi's chest suddenly lit up at this moment, and a layer of reddish light suddenly appeared, enveloping him entirely.

Although the red light mask looked very thin, and even a little weak, it blocked the murderous aura of the two high-grade magic swords.

Boom!

Two dull sounds came out, and I felt as if I was being hammered hard by a heavy sledgehammer in my back, a warm stream of heat hit my throat, and a mouthful of blood arrows unconsciously spurted out, and at the same time, under this huge impact, Yang Yi actually flew forward quickly. But with such a powerful attack power, the pale red shield turned out to be only slightly deformed.

Blood spurted out, and Yang Yi's energy also reached its limit, and when he glanced at the void sky, the whole person suddenly fell unconscious.

Boom! Yang Yi had just flown out, when the two puppet warriors suddenly burst out, a puff of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and a huge air flow rippled out, and the magic crystal cannons within a radius of ten meters could not resist its power, and they burst out one after another.

The huge impact force caused the Beetle Flying Magic Weapon to shake continuously, and some magic crystal cannons were even uncontrollable and shot out indiscriminately.

Under this huge wave of air, Yang Yi bore the brunt of the bounce, and was bounced out by the air wave, like a fast-moving star, and even brought a burst of fierce flames behind him, if it weren't for the red shield, the heat generated by this huge friction alone would be enough to turn him into fly ashes.

Kiss!

As soon as he entered a coma, the pale red shield suddenly broke, and Yang Yi's entire body was exposed to the sky.

Without a protective shield and without the protection of silver true qi, Yang Yi could not survive in the sky environment at all, and the feeling of suffocation came, forcibly pulling him out of a coma.

The whole inner abdomen was burning hot and painful, Yang Yi opened his blurred eyes, and it was dark in his eyes, the main thing was the feeling of suffocation, which made the fiery breath in the inner abdomen even thicker, and a drowsy feeling hit, and he was about to return to a coma again.

Yang Yi always stayed awake, and even if he just came to his senses, he quickly figured out his situation.

Comatose, another coma means complete death, although I don't know how I escaped the puppet warrior's attack and self-explosion threat just now, but I can grasp myself, Yang Yi will certainly not give up easily.

Biting his lips tightly, relying on a trace of pain, Yang Yi maintained his sobriety, which could be extinguished at any time, and his mental power and perception instantly sank into his body, looking for the silver true qi that had completely lost control.

Empty, empty, Yang Yi only found that his body was empty at this time, not only did those silver true qi suddenly disappear, but even the spiritual power threads that connected these silver true qi also disappeared without a trace, and the lower cyclone formed by the black hole also floated quietly in the dantian, without a trace of rotation.

Without spinning, there would be no generation of Silver True Qi, and at the same time, the upper and lower cyclones had merged, and Yang Yi did not have the extra spiritual power to control the lower cyclone, but without the Silver True Qi, he would not be able to hold out for more than two minutes in this sky environment.

The spiritual power quickly probed into the lower cyclone, and a wisp of gold and silver power filled the period, like a burst of mist.

Yang Yi instantly understood that this was the dominant force of the lower cyclone, and only by making these forces operate would there be the generation of silver true qi. 、

Spiritual power entering the mist is like entering a muddy swamp, and every step forward is so laborious, but Yang Yi did not give up, even if it was a little bit of progress, he was constantly working hard.

The cyclone is not big, but in the exploration of spiritual power, it is like an infinite universe, and it is impossible to find the edge at all, and Yang Yi does not want to find the boundary of the cyclone, what he wants is to drive these forces to flow.

Suddenly, Yang Yi remembered the phantom that suddenly appeared in his mind when he fought against Han Qingtian, the trajectory of the energy in the phantom's body, especially the rotational ability that erupted after the power ran like this, wasn't this the same trajectory as the rotation of the lower cyclone?

There are no meridians in the lower cyclone, and there is no silver true qi that he can control, but Yang Yi is not without the slightest way, controlling his spiritual power silk thread, Yang Yi is constantly running the spiritual power silk thread along the trajectory of his imaginary power.

After a circle, back to the starting point, the spiritual power silk thread rushed forward violently, and suddenly a rotating force appeared, although this power was very weak, but it still drove some gold and silver power to rotate at the same time.

The effect was very weak, but Yang Yi did not give up, did not stop at all, and the spiritual power thread was running again......

It was getting smoother and smoother, and there were more and more two-color powers that rotated, and it only took a minute for the lower cyclone to magically rotate, and at the same time, the first trace of silver true qi also rushed out of the lower cyclone in Yang Yi's expectation, and poured into the meridians, and a trace of spiritual power silk thread was also generated at the same time, connected to this silver true qi.

Hush!

With a long breath, Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes, the cyclone rotated normally, and a silver protective shield had appeared on his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw everything in front of him, Yang Yi was suddenly shocked.

I saw that in the distant sky, the Beetle Flying Magic Weapon had slowly stopped trembling, and the angle of the Magic Crystal Cannon had also been adjusted, and at this time, Yang Yi exchanged his life for a safe armed transport flying magic weapon and did not escape, but the propulsion was full and quickly rushed towards the Beetle Flying Magic Weapon, and the distance between the two flying magic weapons was only less than a kilometer.

Crossing the blockade range of the magic crystal cannon, but it doesn't mean that the Beetle Flying Magic Weapon has no way to deal with the flying magic weapon that is close to him, defending against the counterattack magic circle, bursting the magic crystal, bursting the magic crystal, each of which will pose a threat to the armed flying magic weapon.

Just as Yang Yi had imagined, the entire Beetle Flying Magic Weapon suddenly lost its light, and dark holes appeared on the entire Flying Magic Weapon.

Immediately, bursts of faint flames erupted, and various bursting magic crystals were instantly launched, quickly filling the entire sky between the two flying magic weapons.

The armed transport flying magic weapon still did not slow down, and rushed straight towards these bursting magic crystals, straight towards the beetle flying magic weapon.