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Looking at Wang Yi, who was pale and his breath was declining, the Yin Devil smiled gloomily:

"Boy, I can't hold on, hehe, do you want Ancestor to spare your life?"

Of course, although he said so, the attack of the Yin devil did not stop at all, but became more and more ferocious, and the attack was deadly.

And Wang Yi didn't seem to hear anything, just kept swinging his sword, sword after sword, and swinging his sword seemed to have become Wang Yi's instinct at this moment.

The sword light was repeated, one sword after another, the previous sword just dissipated, and the latter sword slashed again. The most important thing is that the further time goes by, the more tricky Wang Yi's angle of sword is, and there are a few times when even the Yin devil is embarrassed.

Tearing and pulling, the robe was torn, the face of the Yin Devil was iron-blue, very ugly, although it was said that Wang Yi's sword light just cut through his robe and did not bring him substantial damage, but he still felt a strong sense of shame, not to mention that since the robe was cut this time, was it far from the next time to cut his body?

The anger in his heart erupted, and the momentum around the Yin Devil suddenly rose a notch, and the strength of the cultivators belonging to the Crystallization Stage was revealed at this moment.

I saw a series of yin winds, fireballs, and fire snakes bombarding Wang Yi continuously, setting off a frenzy of wind and fire.

Under this frenzy, although Wang Yi's sword light was sharp, he could only barely protect himself, protect his body, and had neither the chance nor the ability to fight back.

And the Yin devil still felt that this was far from enough, and from time to time he used ebony thorns to give Wang Yi a cold shot, hoping to completely crush Wang Yi. Of course, from another point of view, Wang Yi's strength is indeed amazing, and with the strength of the True Yuan Period, he can force the Yin Devil to such a point.

But as the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose, and after barely defending for a while, Wang Yi's defense finally made a mistake and was blown away by a fireball of the Yin Devil.

The rustling sound of bamboo leaves sounded, and Wang Yi's body fell into the bamboo forest.

Standing on the ground with the sword, Wang Yi struggled to get up, at this moment Wang Yi's situation was quite bad, although the fireball just now was blocked by him with his body protection true qi, and did not burn his body, but the impact of the fireball explosion still made Wang Yi's already injured body hurt again.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the breath on Wang Yi's body fell again, after such a long and high-intensity battle, Wang Yi's state was no longer at its peak, and now his injury again became the last straw that crushed Wang Yi.

Looking at Wang Yi who was struggling to get up from a distance, a fine light flashed in the eyes of the Yin Devil, and at this moment, the Yin Devil not only did not get carried away, but his expression became more solemn. After the battle just now, the Yin devil already had a deep understanding of Wang Yi's toughness, and he really didn't dare to be careless.

In fact, the Yin devil has already regretted it a little now, he regrets that he didn't investigate Wang Yi's background and took the liberty of doing it, through Wang Yi's behavior, cultivation as the foundation, magic weapons and spells, the Yin devil has already guessed that Wang Yi is a child of a famous family.

Generally speaking, in the face of monks with deep heels, scattered cultivators will try to avoid them and not provoke them, but it is too late for the current Yin devils, because the hatred between the two sides has already been formed, and they will not die.

What's more, as a monk in the crystallization stage, the Yin Devil has his own pride, so now there is only one way in front of the Yin Devil, that is, to completely kill Wang Yi, destroy the corpse, and leave no evidence.

As long as people die, then everything is easy to say, unless Wang Yi's background is all over the sky, otherwise death is also a vain death, after all, this is a chaotic sea area, and it is really normal to die a person.

Reaching out to pinch the spell, the yin wind and flames blended with each other, and the yin devil began to brew his own killing moves. He wants to use his strongest tricks to solve Wang Yi in the shortest possible time, after all, they have delayed a lot of time in the battle so far, and if they continue to delay, I am afraid that it will change later.

And at this time, Wang Yi no longer kept it, and began to use his own means, only to see the true qi in his body running wildly, and after passing through the eight veins of the Qi Jing, he returned to the nine-inch spirit pool, and in this process, the two spell imprints in Wang Yi's spirit pool were completely activated.

The sound of rustling is endless, and the bamboo around Wang Yi is windless and automatic, and it begins to shake continuously and make sounds.

If you look closely, you will find that in the process of shaking, the vitality of these bamboos is constantly passing, and its most obvious feature is that the color of the bamboo is constantly changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the initial turquoise to the later pale green and finally the withered yellow.

After three breaths, all the leaves of the bamboo within 100 meters of Wang Yi fell and withered and died. At this time, around Wang Yi, there were green qi with the thickness of silk threads, which were different from ordinary aura, with a strong breath of life, which belonged to the life essence of dead green bamboo.

The green spirit is like silk, like a spring rain, watering Wang Yi's dilapidated body. After absorbing these life essences belonging to Qingzhu, the injuries on Wang Yi's waist were greatly improved, and he began to stop bleeding, scab over, and heal, which was far faster than ordinary people expected, and this is the charm of the combination of condensation and reincarnation.

Of course, the Yin devil is not blind, Wang Yi naturally noticed such a big movement here, but Wang Yi's movements were too fast, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted to, not to mention that he had to control the formation of the killing move, which was really powerless.

However, although he was a little surprised by Wang Yi's hand, he didn't feel the slightest panic, because his killing move had now taken shape.

In his opinion, as long as his killing moves are formed, then no matter how Wang Yi struggles, it will be in vain, and he will only be crushed.

Hiss, the Yin Fire Serpent was born from the Yin Wind and Flames, hovering beside the Yin Devil and hissing.

Looking at Wang Yi, who was still absorbing the essence of life in the distance, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Yin Devil.

Without any hesitation, the Yin Devil directly urged the Yin Fire Snake to pounce on Wang Yi.

The mouth of the snake was wide open, the fangs were exposed, and bursts of neighing continued to come out of the snake's mouth, which made people feel furious when they heard it.

When the heat wave hit, Wang Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at the fire yin snake that pounced, not only did he not panic, but showed a smile.

The smile is a little bright, the smile is a little profound, and the smile is a little overwhelmed by the yin devil.

The heat wave was rolling, and before the Yin Fire Snake approached, Wang Yi had already felt the air distorted by the high temperature.

Of course, despite this, Wang Yi's smile was still bright, but at some point, Wang Yi's dark eyes were dyed with a faint broken gold. (To be continued.) )