Heaven and man are one, and Yang Yi immediately jumped away.

But the Rune Puppet Guard is completely a war machine, and without orders, he will continue to fight until his mental power is exhausted. Yang Yi retreated, and the rune puppet guards immediately followed, and the sword slashed towards the vital point of the talisman armor, and each attack was aimed at the most vulnerable part.

The opportunity has been lost, Yang Yi can only continue to dodge at this time, with the state of the unity of heaven and man and the lightness of the talisman armor, although Yang Yi did not let the rune puppet guard attack again, but the counterattack has become impossible, and the top-grade magic sword and metal solution sharp sword have completely become decorations.

It can't go on like this!

Yang Yi frowned, people have limits, even if the talisman armor has super defense, but no one dares to guarantee that it will not be broken before the rune puppet guard's spiritual power is exhausted.

Twist the waist, sideways, step.

Staring at the attacking figure of the rune puppet guard, Yang Yi unconsciously used the so-called lost footwork.

Like a dream, like an illusion, obviously one step out, but the person magically took two steps back, obviously walked to the left, and the person actually rose into the air.

Yang Yi instantly became a dancer, a dancer who showed himself on the stage of war, and every step out, the mysterious steps, and the ever-changing body shape, each of which was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the competition venue.

Faster and faster, Yang Yi had no enemies in front of him at this time, only himself and the wonderful feeling of being immersed in the pace.

Under the brilliant magic crystal light, accompanied by the rune puppet guards, Yang Yi's speed became faster and faster, and gradually there was no human shadow in front of everyone's eyes, only a silver shadow kept flashing, constantly circling around the rune puppet guards.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Suddenly, the beautiful scene suddenly changed, although it was still the same situation before, but this time it was no longer the endorsement of beauty, but the endorsement of death.

Every flicker of the silver figure will be accompanied by a violent sound for a lifetime, and every time the silver figure appears, the high-grade magic sword will also appear at the right time, at the angle of the trajectory.

For a full five minutes, the rune puppet guards tightly protected the center of the magic circle with both hands, and they couldn't even take a single step, the attack of the silver figure cut off any direction for him to move, and the high-grade magic sword left light white scars on his body like insults. Ever since the silver figure began to attack, the rune puppet guards had barely stopped shaking, not the kind of frightened trembling, but the trembling of being shocked by the aftermath of the attack.

Bursts of strong winds flew out, forming powerful whirlwinds, hovering around the rune puppet guards, with the help of Yang Yi's wonderful steps, the strong wind also had a certain amount of damage, tearing force, whenever Yang Yi attacked the gap, these whirlwinds also took advantage of the situation to advance, constantly invading and tearing the rune puppet guards.

Yang Yi laughed slightly, even if the rune puppet guards had super defense, but Yang Yi also believed that the rune puppet guards could be torn apart without using a metal solution sharp sword.

The battle was raging, and no one was able to intervene at this point.

Yes!

Suddenly, Yang Yi felt a sharp pain in his brain suddenly exploding, and he was not pretentious, holding his head in his hands, and his magical footsteps stopped.

It just so happened that at this time, the rune puppet guards suddenly began to counterattack, completely ignoring the invasion of the surrounding whirlwind, and the high-grade magic sword struck straight out......

Boom! The sharp pain in his waist came, Yang Yi knew that he was being attacked, but at this time he couldn't care about this, the sharp pain in his brain tortured him, and the severe pain made him not even have the strength to move his fingers.

The sudden change surprised everyone, and Higashishima Kawanomiya looked at Yang Yi with some anxiety, the lollipop in his hand had been crushed by him.

Vice President Xiao ** Dailang also stood up violently, squinting his eyes and staring at the dueling arena.

What the hell is going on?

Yang Yi was also confused, and the pain was intense, but just like before, the pain went very suddenly, and Yang Yi even froze for a while.

Boom!

The rune puppet guard's top-grade magic sword slashed at the talisman armor again, and Yang Yi flew out with a muffled snort.

Twist the waist, sideways, step......

All the movements are done in one go, and Yang Yi is too familiar with the pace he created.

After a short period of passivity, Yang Yi once again seized the initiative, the lightning-like figure shone all over the field again, and the rune puppet guard's attack was contained, so he had to protect the center of the magic circle in his chest with his arms again, forcibly resisting Yang Yi's crazy attack.

Yes!

Just like just now, the severe pain hit instantly, and at the same time, Yang Yi felt a sharp pain in his waist at the same time, and the counterattack of the rune puppet guards arrived just right.

Enduring the severe pain, Yang Yi turned around and looked at the viewing platform while dodging the counterattack of the rune puppet guards like a raging storm.

The severe pain in his head was fundamentally the characteristic of a mental attack, coupled with the rune puppet guard's just right counterattack, Yang Yi immediately thought of Nakajima Nan, a mental manipulator.

Sure enough, in front of the stands, Nakajima's index finger and ring finger were clasped together, pointing to his temples, his eyes were bloodshot, beads of sweat the size of beans kept slipping down, and there was a terrifying smile on his face.

Lifting the silver cyclone to gather his eyes, Yang Yi looked at it intently.

A trace of translucent silk thread was slowly being retracted by Nakajima, and soon disappeared on Nakajima's forehead.

Spiritual power thread.

Yang Yi immediately understood everything.

This kind of spiritual power thread, Yang Yi himself also has, and it is stronger than anyone else, but he never thought that he could use it as a means of attack.

Knowing the principle, Yang Yi smiled indifferently, the silver cyclone ran wildly, and the upper cyclone located on the forehead was also controlled by Yang Yi and floated beside Yang Yi.

The spiritual power was frantically injected, and the speed of the upper cyclone rotation became faster and faster, and the silk threads instantly became much thicker.

Yang Yi already felt that his control over the silver cyclone was more refined, but Yang Yi was not satisfied, he wanted the extra spiritual power silk thread to counter Nakajima's mental power attack.

On the one hand, there was the crazy attack of the rune puppet guard, and on the other hand, there was a sharp pain, and Yang Yi's resolute character was undoubtedly reflected at this time.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Yiqiang held on to the sharp pain and did not fight back.

The upper cyclone turned faster and faster under Yang Yi's control, and gradually, Yang Yi lost control of the upper cyclone, and the only spiritual power thread connected to the upper cyclone was only constantly conveying the state of the upper cyclone, and all of Yang Yi's instructions were ejected back by the rapidly rotating cyclone.

Frowning slightly, Yang Yi did not force it, the spiritual power is different from the silver cyclone, this is completely an illusory existence, Yang Yi knows that if he forcibly interferes, the result will be almost the same as another attack by Nakajima Nan.

The cyclone turned faster and faster, and soon exceeded the limit that Yang Yi could perceive, at this time, in Yang Yi's eyes, the cyclone had stopped and was at absolute static, but the momentum of the strong transmission made Yang Yi feel some palpitations.

Suddenly, the whole situation changed abruptly, and under Yang Yi's special observation, the cyclone really stopped spinning, and suddenly stopped, without any warning.

The pause lasted only a second, and suddenly, the cyclone rapidly expanded, and powerful and wonderful perceptions were transmitted at the same time.

One, two, three......

As if caught by something, the cyclone resumed its rotation again, but the speed of rotation was extremely slow, and even the translucent silk threads that had been connecting Yangyi and the silver cyclone trembled violently, as if they could break at any moment.

Turn!

Yang Yi couldn't help but get anxious, if the upper cyclone stopped spinning, it also meant that Yang Yi lost control of the silver cyclone, and the terrifying feeling of breaking the meridians at the beginning made Yang Yi still have palpitations when he thought about it.

At this time, Yang Yi could only wait, while suffering the severe pain caused by the attack of the rune puppet guard, while waiting for the upper cyclone to resume operation.

Time passed minute by minute, although it was not too long, but in Yang Yi's eyes, every second made him tired.

Finally, after a violent tremor, the upper cyclone resumed its rotation again, and at the same time, a feeling of enlightenment filled Yang Yi's mind, and Yang Yi instantly entered the wonderful feeling he had when he was cultivating.

Entering a state of cultivation during the battle is definitely an act of looking for death, which Yang Yi knows very well, but he has no choice at all in all this.

Kongming, still Kongming, Yang Yi felt as if he was a cloud at this time, a weightless white cloud, in the sea of knowledge, he was so small.