Situ Qianjian's knife, he couldn't bear it at all with an artistic conception attack, and the second knife would make him fall to the ground.

He had to use several artistic conception attacks to resist this ordinary sword in a very short period of time, so he tried his best to use the artistic conception of the fast sword to overtake the strength of the strong, and continuously burst out dozens of unfused artistic conception combinations, and at the same time, in order to prevent the dozens of attacks from being chaotic, he forcibly formed a framework-like rule with the power of softness, resulting in dozens of artistic conception attacks being neat and consistent, as if it was just a shot.

This is his limit, the limit that can be reached in a serious injury, and when a shot is fired, blood spurts out uncontrollably from his mouth.

The air suddenly became heavy, as if the dampness in it was molten iron, which made Situ Qianjian feel sluggish.

His emotionless eyes floated with a touch of amazement, and the Demon Devouring Knife in his hand couldn't help but tighten, and his momentum decreased slightly.

The moment the swords and guns intersected, there was a sonorous sound full of friction sounds, and Situ Qian's figure rushing forward slowed down, and the Demon Devouring Knife obviously swung back.

Wen Yiming could see that the other party's fingers had a tremor that he couldn't hold in the upside-down flight, and the corners of his bloody mouth showed a touch of satisfaction.

The blow containing dozens of artistic conception attacks was unexpected by Situ Qianjian and Wen Yiming's own expectations.

I thought that the second knife would vomit blood, but I didn't expect that the momentum of that shot would make Situ Qiandao's attack stagnate.

The dragon spear was still shocked and flew away, but Wen Yiming was in high spirits, and his pale face revealed a flush of excitement.

At the same time as gritting his teeth to recall the dragon spear, he took it back to the snake ring, and while coughing up blood, he swallowed a bottle of Zixia Mixture in one gulp, and at the same time, he forcibly pressed the injury, and burst out with a rapid wind.

One shot, one shot at the limit, one shot beyond the current physical limit, so that the combination gun that has not been fused for a long time is intended to be successfully fused at the most critical moment, and the cultivation is broken through in an instant.

God of War mid-2nd floor!

In the middle of the promotion, although the cultivation was not stable, the injuries in the body were improved, and with the special ability of Zixia Mixture, Wen Yiming was more confident in getting rid of Situ Qiandao.

The state of cultivating for a breakthrough and lifting the forbidden skill made Situ Qianjian stunned in place, his tightly furrowed brows trembled slightly, and his eyes showed a thick look of shock.

It wasn't until Wen Yiming led his teammates to teleport out for a few seconds that he snorted coldly, stepped out with his knife, and then launched the teleportation.

'Poof——!'

A strange wind exploded on Situ Qianjian's knee, causing his brow to twist into a pimple.

He followed up a few seconds later, and how the finger wind interruption appeared, made him extremely puzzled, and also gave a look of interest in his eyes.

The teleportation was strangely interrupted, and Situ Qianjian felt that this time the teleportation was interrupted completely different from the past.

In the past, it was only a teleportation delay of ten seconds, but this time, it was a full minute to make his teleportation restart the time limit!

Situ Qiandao's shock, no one can understand.

At this moment, Wen Yiming didn't know that Situ Qianjian couldn't teleport in one minute, he definitely thought that the other party would only delay for ten seconds, so he was extremely nervous.

Wen Yiming understood when he started the Wind Walk that with his teleportation once every ten seconds, he couldn't escape Situ Qianji's pursuit at all, and he had to delay until the time when the Dragon Soul lifted the skill ban, and there was a relay teleportation, so that he could have the hope of successfully getting out.

He had to fight for any time he could, and when he brought everyone to teleport, he tried again to overtake the yin and yang transformation that he had touched from the power of rigidity and softness.

It's a kind of esoteric power, to be exact, it's no longer an ordinary ability, it's very magical.

He believed that although the effect was incomparably grand, it was extremely consuming his heart and spirit, and he even felt that it was not the true yuan and spiritual power that was consumed, but the soul power that he had once been familiar with in his mind.

So much so that the force of rigidity touched the Zhiyang, and drove the finger wind to interrupt and release it, and in an instant, it was wrapped and transformed into Yin by the power of Zhijiu, hiding in an ambush in the route that Situ Qiandao expected to move forward.

Just such a broken finger wind that was cast with the transformation of yin and yang consumed Wen Yiming's four true yuan and spiritual power, and when he reacted, he found that there was a layer of sweat behind his back, and an invisible fear arose in his heart.

This made him understand that this mysterious power that he had just touched could not be used for much.

It was at this time that he remembered how crazy that shot was.

If that shot still failed to fuse at that time, and thus failed to advance, Situ Qiandao's third sword would make him fall directly.

Because with just one shot, all his true yuan and spiritual power were drained, and he even felt that his body had become a shell, and because of this, the discomfort that broke the limit of his body caused him to leak blood from his mouth as soon as he shot out.

Although there is no pain, I still feel scared when I think about it in a hurry.

He knew that the dozens of artistic conception attacks released by overcontrolling the Yin and Yang Conversion were very likely to be the Yin and Yang Dao that he touched in the Heavenly Martial Arts, which could also be called the power of Yin and Yang.

This mysterious power was beyond his cognition, and he was a little unimaginable.

At that time, he was in danger of not being able to release his skills for ten breaths, so he walked on the verge of death, and he didn't notice the power of that shot.

And at this moment, after a little recollection, I knew why Situ Qianjian was stunned on the spot, because that shot lifted his Qianjian realm.

In other words, he blasted through Situ Qiandao's realm with a single shot.

What a perverted shot, he still can't believe it.

The field can also be blasted?

Thinking that Situ Qiandao's domain could destroy the enemy's domain, Wen Yiming gradually relieved.

Suppressing his thoughts, he led everyone to a crazy outburst and ran wildly, running towards two o'clock.

After ten seconds, teleportation is activated.

There is no return to the sea of clouds, and the consumption of running the wind step at full strength is not small, but it cannot achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into inches in the realm of Dacheng.

After Wen Yiming was promoted, the true yuan and spiritual power returned to seventy percent, and a plot against Situ Qianjian interrupted the finger wind, leaving him with only thirty percent.

He was very puzzled, why until the seventh breath, Situ Qianjian had not caught up, he was always ready to point to the wind to interrupt and throw the dragon spear, but he did not perceive Situ Qianjian's shadow in the straight line detection.

Just as he was in doubt, entering the eighth breath, Situ Qianjian's rapidly approaching figure appeared in his perception, and if he knew that the other party was catching up by running on foot during this period, he would be shocked by his terrifying speed.

In the face of the god of war in the late stage of the limit, Wen Yiming didn't dare to use his mysterious power to break the finger wind, but the ordinary broken finger wind shot backwards without being fatal.

When the ninth breath came, the teleportation was released to widen the distance, and when the tenth breath was about to come, Situ Qianjian approached again.

Just as Amon was about to release the teleportation, Situ Qianjian's step sent out a heavy stomp again.

'Poof——!'

A black-gray shock wave erupted.

Thousand Blades Domain!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Finally managed to get ten breaths, and lifted the state of being banned from skills, this guy counted everything and played with everyone in the palm of his hand.

You only need to look at the playful sneer on your face to understand that people have the confidence to control everything.

Wen Yiming At this moment, the cold hairs on his neck stalked.

The light wave hit the cover, and no one could escape.

Ten more breaths, the group is not negotiable!

(End of chapter)