Chapter 260: Spirit of Poison Jiao, Yuan Dan Realm?!

Airplanes!

Wang Yang, who took off the Ten Thousand Xuantie and unleashed the Nine Lightning Bolts at full speed, was so fast that it was like teleporting.

Situ Ming didn't have time to react at all, but the half-inch sword momentum long sword condensed by the second-turn sword array slashed at the heart with the momentum of destruction.

But contrary to Wang Yang's expectations, this sword that was supposed to kill was blocked.

There was a buzzing sound.

I saw that in Situ Ming's heart, a dazzling treasure light appeared, and countless runes loomed inside.

A vast and terrifying aura emanated from it, a majestic aura comparable to that of Venerable Yuan Dan, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Die!"

Wang Yang's eyes froze, unmoved, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse.

The sword couldn't be slashed, he approached with his left hand, and a ball of ice blue spiritual flame appeared in the palm of his palm, rolling up the dual momentum of ice and fire, and slapped at Situ Ming's head like lightning.

"Nine Palms Destroy the Heavens!"

Situ Ming, whose heart was palpitating and trembling, and his face was faintly pale, finally came back to his senses at this time.

His reaction was also extremely fast, his right hand turned into a palm, and the majestic true qi surged, turning into nine palm prints, which were extremely condensed, and it was a slap attack on Wang Yang.

At such a close distance, the spirit weapon is basically useless, and it is directly engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

Rumble!

The nine cyan palm prints turned into nine blue lights, and they continued to bombard the icy spiritual flame that blended with cold qi and flames, and it actually blocked it.

"Sword Momentum: Extinguish!"

The cold flame and blue light confronted each other for a moment, and both of them shattered.

But in Wang Yang's palm, the sword momentum as sharp as a sword, like a flood from the embankment, burst out, and everything along the way was destroyed.

"Poof!"

The moment the sword momentum appeared, Situ Ming was already extremely fast.

However, the distance between the two sides was too close, and he was still attacked by the sword.

Although he was not fatally injured, he vomited blood, his face was pale, and his breath on his body was obviously atrophied.

"The sword of sword momentum condensed by the second turn sword array is actually useless, what is that power just now......

Wang Yang didn't chase after him.

He felt the sword momentum that was faintly about to collapse in the half-inch long sword, and his heart was full of surprise.

Even if it was a top-level defensive spirit weapon, with that sword slash, Situ Ming would definitely not be unscathed.

"It's the breath of a treasure. ”

Inside the sword martial spirit, the sword demon spoke.

"Wouldn't he, he have a treasure?"

Wang Yang was taken aback.

Although he had known for a long time that there were more powerful weapons than spiritual weapons, it was the first time he had seen someone use it.

You must know that treasures of that level are extremely rare, and even Wang Kailong and other feudal level Yuan Dan may not have them.

didn't expect that Situ Ming would have a treasure weapon on his body, even if he was from a royal family, this hand was too big.

"It should just be a broken treasure, otherwise with his cultivation, he won't be able to use it at all. ”

Sword Demon said.

"It's not okay to drag it out like this......"

Wang Yang relaxed slightly, his eyes flickering.

The longer the battle between him and Situ Ming dragged on, the more dangerous the situation of the warriors of the Great Yan Dynasty became.

You have to do it quickly!

"It's dangerous!"

At this time, Situ Ming, who had retreated far away, had cold sweat on his face, and his eyes were filled with deep palpitations and horror.

Wang Yang's sword just now, if it weren't for the mutilated treasure weapon automatic protector he obtained by accident, he would have been killed at this time.

"How could his body speed be so fast, did he use some secret technique?"

Situ Ming wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and after taking a healing elixir, his eyes could not hide his horror and stared at Wang Yang.

He couldn't believe that a congenital triple martial artist could be so fast.

Swish!

Without waiting for Situ Ming to understand, Wang Yang once again unleashed the Thunder Nine Lightning Attack, and in a flash, he rushed in front of Situ Ming.

On the Shattered Star Sword, the sword momentum was covered and condensed, and the sword body grew by half a zhang, with the sound of violent stabbing, stabbing directly into Situ Ming's head.

"Void God Remnant Step: Twin Shadows!"

"Forbidden Technique: Spirit of the Poison Jiao!"

Seeing this, Situ Ming had a resolute look in his eyes.

He stepped back with his feet quickly, and two lifelike afterimages appeared in an instant, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

At the same time, with a movement of his right hand, the halberd was thrown into the air, and his hands instantly turned into a hundred seals, continuously entering the halberd.

When the hundred seals were over, he slapped his heart again, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, blending into the halberd.

Buzz!

Immediately, a violent trembling sound sounded from the halberd, and countless runes flashed violently.

A monstrous demonic aura emerged from the halberd, as if some sleeping monster was about to wake up.

"Roar!"

In the next moment, an earth-shattering roar was sent out from the self-transforming halberd.

Immediately afterwards, a poisonous Jiao that was dozens of zhang huge, with a black body and a rich black demonic aura surrounded, rushed out of the self-transforming halberd.

Based on the halberd, the inky black poisonous Jiao, with a black demonic aura that covers the sky and the earth, is constantly swimming in the void.

"This breath...... Venerable Yuan Dan?!"

"No, this is demonic energy, is there a Yuandan-level beast king?"

"Is this the spirit of the Nine Emperor Prince's poisonous Jiao? That kid, is it so strong, he actually let the Nine Emperor Princes dispatch a life-saving trick?!"

The battlefield that was originally frantically fighting, feeling the monstrous demonic aura emitted by the poisonous Jiao, they all stopped in shock and looked up at the poisonous Jiao in amazement.

"This volatility ...... It's definitely enough to match the Yuan Dan Realm!"

At the moment when the poisonous Jiao appeared, Wang Yang's body quickly exploded back.

From that poisonous Jiao, he felt an extremely deadly danger, which was an instinctive sense of danger that only appeared when facing the Yuan Dan Realm.

"Poison Jiao's spirit? ”

The sword demon looked at the spirit of the poisonous Jiao, but his eyes brightened.

"Good stuff?"

Wang Yang was stunned, and some didn't react.

"Go!"

But at this time, Situ Ming pointed at Wang Yang and shouted suddenly.

Immediately, with the roar of a dragon's roar, the inky black poisonous Jiao swept thousands of winds, and the void of heaven and earth trembled, and it went straight to Wang Yang like an overwhelming one.

That kind of majesty is like a thousand-zhang giant mountain pressing on, and before it gets close, it makes people feel chills and can't move.

"Sword Martial Soul!"

Facing the attacking spirit of the poisonous Jiao, Wang Yang, who had a solemn face, did not retreat at this moment.

He let out a low shout, and above his head, a small sword with a whole body as black as a mirror, with mysterious runes flickering on it, appeared.

It was his mutated sword martial soul that fused with the sword demon martial soul!

"Seal!"

After the sword martial soul trembled slightly, thousands of rune chains condensed from pitch-black runes appeared in Qi Brush.

The chain of runes crossed the void, instantly piercing through the huge body of the poisonous spirit, and countless pitch-black runes spread out, quickly covering its entire body, imprisoning it.

"Roar!"

The inky black poisonous Jiao struggled angrily, but there was nothing to do.

It couldn't break through the confinement of those pitch-black runes at all, and could only watch as it was pulled by the chains of those runes and poured into Wang Yang's sword martial soul.

"How is this possible?!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded on the dead plain.

But it was Situ Ming, who used his essence blood to perform the forbidden technique and paid a heavy price, and his pale face was full of disbelief and looked at the spirit of the poisonous Jiao.

The Spirit of the Poison Jiao, which has the combat power of the Yuan Dan Venerable, was suppressed in an instant?!

"Good chance!"

"Demon Vine!"

Seeing this, a fine light flashed in Wang Yang's eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, a touch of green light appeared, and he disappeared into the void in an instant.

It's the magic vine!

"Oh no......!

Situ Ming noticed it instantly, his eyes showed a look of extreme fear, and he sensed a real and incomparably real feeling of death, approaching extremely quickly.

Immediately, he didn't hesitate at all, and he was ready to use his martial arts.

Burst!

But in the next moment, the sound of flesh being pierced sounded without warning......