Chapter Seventy-One: The Souls of the Dead

Therefore, when he didn't find the most suitable breakthrough point, Nangong Yi endured it and didn't make a move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info just unfolded his ethereal and light body, running back and forth in the impenetrable sword aura of the two of them, swaying up and down.

First, you can take the opportunity to exercise your resilience and agility when facing the enemy, so as to gain some necessary experience for future battles.

The second is to consume the vitality of the two miscellaneous hairs outside the battle circle, waiting for an opportunity to find a breakthrough point to defeat them in one fell swoop.

The strength of those two was slightly lower than that of Nangong Yi, and even if they attacked together, it would be difficult to defeat Nangong Yi. But their own vitality is far inferior to Nangong Yi, and in the continuous consumption, it is bound to dry up.

At that time, in order to resolve the battle situation as soon as possible and save their lives, the two of them would most likely take the risk of sending out a thunderous blow, thus killing Nangong Yi.

But in this way, the attack they originally stubbornly held will definitely reveal a gap and open an empty door. And what Nangong Yi wants is this gap, as long as there is this trace of negligence, Nangong Yi is absolutely sure that he will thwart these two miscellaneous hairs in an instant.

At this time, Nangong Yi saw that the sword momentum of the two middle-aged people suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart. At the moment when the two middle-aged men shouted, Nangong Yi suddenly found that the sword aperture on his left side quickly revealed a blank space, as if a sharp lightning flashed in the dark night sky, splitting the entire night sky in two.

The gap is extremely small, and it appears very quickly, almost fleetingly. But even so, it still did not escape Nangong Yi's awareness.

At the same time that gap just appeared, Nangong Yi's figure became faster than lightning and flew to the left. At that moment, his entire body almost turned into a streamer, rushing wildly towards the tiny gap.

Before the figure arrived, a majestic multicolored light energy quickly gushed out from the right arm, rushing straight out of the palm of his hand, and in an instant, it turned into a sharp sword as bright as silver and ice, piercing into the gap.

"The fourth level of the Seven Stars Wild Waves, the Heavenly Power moves the big waves like a rainbow!"

There was a piercing sharp sound, and Nangong Yi stabbed out forty or fifty swords in an instant. The originally small crack of sword light, once Nangong Yi attacked again and again, it suddenly shattered into pieces like a knife cutting tofu.

In just the blink of an eye, the sword aperture that originally covered Nangong Yi in it was torn to tens of millions by Nangong Yi like a thin and fragile cicada wing.

The sword momentum has been damaged, and the sword move has been broken, and the bodies of the two middle-aged people, one blue and one purple, trembled suddenly. Then he was shaken out by the powerful impact force emitted by Nangong Yi.

The chests of the two "thumped", and they retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before they stopped their pace. As soon as he stood still, both of them spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and their faces were as white as paper in an instant.

As soon as he succeeded, Nangong Yi did not hesitate, his figure continued to advance, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of the green shirt and the purple shirt. Both palms came out together, carrying the momentum of the sky, and slapped the heads of the two of them.

The green shirt and purple shirt rolled like waves in five years, and they wanted to take advantage of the gap between being shaken back to breathe a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Nangong Yi would be so tight and not give the two of them a moment to breathe.

In desperation, the two had no choice but to forcibly urge the remaining vitality in their bodies, danced their swords again, and slashed at Nangong Yi with a big slashing move.

In the face of the twin swords roaring and falling, Nangong Yi did not dodge or dodge, his eyes were full of light, and he sneered and said: "Do you think that you can not die if you have a sword in your hand?"

Before the words fell, the two hands rushed out with colorful qi, turning into two huge steel tongs, and slammed towards the long swords of the two people in green shirts and purple shirts.

The sword qi poured out like a rainbow frantically, and under the fierce shooting from all directions, the sand, stones, grass and trees on the ground were rolled up one after another. Those flying sand, stones, grass and wood debris, after encountering the swirling colorful light qi around Nangong Yi's body, all shattered and burst, turning into clouds of smoke and scattered in the wind.

The sword light swept around, the palm wind whistled, and in an instant, the crimson sword light collided with the colorful neon light forced out of Nangong Yi's palm.

The streamer flew, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the bodies of the two people in the green and purple shirts shook suddenly, as if they had suffered the power of the thunder of the sky, and they both spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

But the bodies of the two of them did not have the slightest intention of retreating, they still advanced all the way, struggling to swing the three-foot Qingfeng in their hands, and slashed at Nangong Yi's pair of fleshy palms.

The steel tongs that came out of the colorful vitality on Nangong Yi's palms doubled again while flying, and with the momentum of destroying the sun and the moon, they both collided with the seven inches of the two long swords that fell head-on.

If the snake hits it with seven inches, it will die, and if the sword hits it with seven inches, it will break. The two swords with cold light flashed, and the moment they collided with the steel tongs conjured up by the colorful vitality, they suddenly let out a "clanging" sword sound, which was terrible and sad like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, the two long swords suddenly pulled the bodies of the two people in the green shirt and the purple shirt trembled violently, and then they fell down and broke into two.

The two of them in green shirts and purple shirts were already apprehensive about this battle, and the moment they felt the sudden tremor of the sword body, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

I was about to withdraw the long sword and change my move to stab again, but I suddenly felt a light in my hand, as if the fighting saber had lost its soul in an instant, and there was no sense of it. Even the familiar and intimate feeling in the past disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the long sword in my hand was broken at the waist, like a dead snake, and it fell to the ground in the air.

The pupils of the two in the green shirt and the purple shirt suddenly contracted at that moment, and their eyes were full of horror, consternation and disbelief.

At that moment, the brains of the two suddenly went numb at the same time. Immediately, a cold and terrifying aura like a snake letter rushed down from the brains of the two of them in an instant, passed through the vertebrae, and penetrated the feet standing on the ground.

At that moment, the two people in green and purple shirts clearly felt a breath of death around them, and as the long swords in each other's hands broke, they burst out and diffused in the air, wrapping the bodies of the two people inside.

It wasn't until the broken sword landed on the ground that there was a crisp sound of "dangchang", and the two people in the green and purple shirts who were stunned came back to their senses. Although the two were shocked only for a moment, they had completely lost their ability to resist.

The two of them saw Nangong Yi flying in like a god and a demon, with long hair curled and dancing clothes flying. An awe-inspiring Ling Tian coercion surged out in an instant, as if a god had descended on the earth, pressing down from the top of the two of their heads, pressing down on their chests and making them almost breathless.

I wanted to raise my hand to block and resist, but I couldn't get a trace of vitality. As the coercion of the tyrant continued to fall, the two people in green and purple shirts couldn't help but bend their bodies, and they actually stiffened their backs. A pair of legs and feet are also like being sucked out of bone marrow in an instant, and they will bend their knees and kneel.

Nangong Yi slashed the long sword in the hands of the two people in the green and purple shirts in one fell swoop, and the clapping of both hands did not stop. Taking advantage of the shocked faces of the two of them, the ten fingers of both hands bent out again.

At the same time as the ten fingers were ejected, ten colorful qi lights suddenly turned into ten dazzling balls of light, which fell on the chests of the two people in green and purple shirts.

Just listening to the sound of "snorting" breaking through the air, the ten dazzling balls of light disappeared in a flash, and instantly submerged into the bodies of the two of them, making a soft sound of "poof".

The two of them in green shirts and purple shirts each broke a wrist, and at this time, when the long sword was broken and their bodies were seriously injured, they wanted to quickly turn around and flee for their lives, and no longer entangled with Nangong Yi.

However, his body stiffened for a while, and his legs and feet were so weak that he couldn't get out. And Nangong Yi on the opposite side was already in front of him in a flash, his ten fingers were curled, and a piece of golden light flew out, and he immediately crashed into his body.

The golden light entered the body, and the two people in the green shirt and purple shirt were shocked and flew up at the same time, like two big birds, waving their weak hands, rolling up pieces of fallen leaves and grains of dust, and suddenly fell out eight feet away.

As soon as they landed, the two opened their mouths and spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, dyeing a piece of bluestone in front of them red.

As for the chests of the two, five blood holes suddenly appeared, running directly through from front to back. At this time, streams of blood were gushing out of the five blood holes, staining the long robes that had long been broken and filthy.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the three souls and seven spirits of the two people in the green shirt and purple shirt have gone to eight of them. Both of them fell to the ground gasping for breath, one arm supporting their bodies, the other covering their chests, their faces as miserable as gold paper.

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