Chapter 175: Serious Injuries

"Heavenly punishment, fall to death!"

His robes flew one after another, and he sacrificed the treasure Bagua Plate, blending with the fragmented formation, and at the same time communicating with the heavens with weapons, blessing the strength of the formation.

The heavens and the earth were discolored, and endless meteorite light and rain fell from the sky, inseparable, and smashed on the heads of these monks.

"It's all mine, it's all mine!" Qi Lou yelled frantically, one treasure after another made his eyes red and angry.

Then, the ten people rushed to kill with a huge pressure on their heads, but the speed was much slower, and they were distracted to resist this strange formation. If you are not careful, something will definitely happen.

Xiaoyao frowned, no, still no, if there is only one Dao realm, he feels that he can deal with it, and even fight head-on.

But, it's ten! A head-to-head fight is about to melt in an instant.

Mo Xiaodao's robe suddenly exploded automatically, turning into countless fragments, revealing a thin figure, among which there were one formation pattern after another burned on his body, and the breath was definitely not the thing of this ancient history!

"We are not opponents, Brother Xiaoyao, go quickly, Mo Ye will drag this group of old things for you!" he yelled, his eyes fierce.

Xiaoyao's heart twitched suddenly, his master and apprentice were both fighting, but he was leaving, how could it be done!

His fighting spirit was monstrous, and he was about to rush into the formation with the Asura Divine Sword in his hand!

"Brother Xiaoyao, let's go!"

"What do you want to do, there are too many people, we are not opponents!"

"Mo Ye stays here, no one dares to touch me, my master will come to save me. ”

"But you're different! If you're caught, you're probably going to die!"

Mo Xiaodao was hoarse, afraid of being stubborn.

"It's really touching! It's a pity, none of you can leave, you have to pay the price!"

Changfeng said coldly, slapped out with one palm, and a dragon went out to sea, hitting the formation, making it full of cracks!

This corner ancient formation is very powerful, but it can't withstand the difference in strength and numbers, and it is about to collapse.

"Brother Mo, it's not yet to the point of exhaustion, my brothers and I will do our best to fight!"

Xiaoyao said calmly, he wanted to fight once, dance on the edge of the extreme, no matter what the result was, there was still the hole card of the Yuanzun Mark.

Mo Xiaodao was speechless, the black lines on his forehead were full of black lines, it was difficult to understand Xiaoyao's thoughts, he was still thinking about fighting at this time, and he was afraid that he was the only one in the entire Feixian Ridge who dared to think like this!

"You want to deceive me two of you when you're young, but you waste is waste after all, die!"

Xiaoyao roared angrily, his eyes were spewing fire, and he rushed directly into the formation.

He has the ancient weapon of the gods on his head, and the Dao Yun is like a god's mansion, holding the Asura Divine Sword, killing the sky, and like a Shura Demon God!

Half of the two, the posture of gods and demons!

Mo Xiaodao was infected, and there was nothing to be done in this situation, so he could only fight hard.

I saw him ** upper body, soaring into the air, pressing on the top of the ancient array in that corner, the central position!

The countless formations of the flesh flickered, bursting out with golden light, reflecting each other with the Bagua Disk, as if they had come to life in an instant!

The formation roared, and the momentum became strong again.

He actually thought that he was the eye of the formation, and he wanted to control this ancient formation, which was extremely terrifying!

"This is the ancient formation, it must be broken! Otherwise, it will pose a threat to us!" Qi Lou roared!

But no one moved, no one is a fool, let a Xu Xiaoyao who is full of treasures not kill, go to find an apprentice of a saint, isn't that looking for death!

Who can be sure that Changfeng Wuji will definitely be able to win, and he will definitely be able to kill the wine ban.

"Peng!"

As soon as Xiaoyao entered the formation, he was kicked directly into the ground, leaving a big pit.

Wei Wuyuan's face was fierce, an ant actually dared to compete with him, it was useless to have a holy weapon!

None of the ten strong men were willing to attack Mo Xiaodao, and they rushed towards Xiaoyao like locusts.

In the deep pit, the sword of freedom cut a gap in the space, and there was an endless killing qi being released, which was the origin of killing, eternal and immortal.

"This son can't stay!" Chang Fengqing rushed over first, he really felt the aura of danger in this junior.

At the same time, ten waves surged, or fist prints, or palm prints, or supernatural powers, or runes, all of which were killing moves, locking Xiaoyao and overwhelming the world.

He had no chance of escaping, so he could only resist.

There was a loud roar, and countless rains of light fell and smashed the earth, blocking the progress of the ten people, but the disparity in strength was too great to help the people get away too much.

In the moment of life and death, there was no choice, the power of the origin of the Divine Sea quickly diffused, and the majestic true qi poured into the Asura Divine Sword, making its blood light appear and the killing was shocking!

"Ahh

Without any superfluous movements, a sword traversed in all directions, and the sword qi roared, sweeping around with endless killing, pressing the canyon trembling, and the sun and moon were gone.

"Bang bang!"

The roar of thunder became a wave that quickly swept to the sky, crushing the canyon, breaking the ancient trees, and rubbing and dusting everywhere.

He vomited blood, and his body fell like a kite with a broken string.

The corner of his mouth smiled bitterly: Sure enough, he should not be reckless, and he should not be reluctant to leave the mark left by Yuanzun. ”

Then he found that his body was wrapped in countless formations, and the ancient aura was bursting one after another, and he looked up at Mo Xiaodao, knowing that this was his method.

In fact, if it weren't for the protection of Mo Xiaodao's driving ancient array, he would have been injured even more.

"I don't know if I live or die, do you still want to do it now?" Changfeng said coldly.

"If it weren't for that sword, you'd have fallen!"

Xiaoyao stood up, ragged and pale, but still holding back the pain and standing straight.

"Changfeng Ruan and several people died innocently, but as a young master, he gave up his clan for his own selfish interests, and kept chasing and killing me. ”

"Then the master killed him, shouldn't he be?"

"You said so much, don't you just want my treasure?"

"Unfortunately, you don't have that blessing, and you have to pay a huge price. Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Do you know why we didn't kill you?"

"Because it's too cheap to kill you, the old man wants to let your soul fall into darkness, and it's hard to die!" Wei Wuyuan said sharply.

When Xiaoyao was about to urge the mark, Mo Xiaodao shouted, "Be careful!"

I don't know when, there was a figure shrouded in light, and suddenly appeared behind Xiaoyao, which was extremely weird.

A bone-chilling chill floated on Xiaoyao's back, and it was too late to say anything at this time, so he could only follow his survival instinct and sweep to the left.

A long sword flashed with blue light, and the tip of the extremely powerful sword pierced his back, that position seemed to want to pierce his divine sea, and the intention was extremely sinister!

With one last breath, Xiaoyao pulled out a little bit and staggered his body.

"Woo Woo Woo!"

The sonorous sound continued, and the long sword was so powerful that it wore nothing, directly breaking through the protection of the formation, and his strong body.

"Poof!"

A blood flower suddenly appeared, and the long sword pierced through Xiaoyao's back, and countless fierce sword qi roamed across his body, making it even more injured!

Then the man in the light raised his kick and directly kicked Xiaoyao away, smashing it to the ground with a bang.

Under the loose body, the blood does not stop, turning into a pond.

He was in pain, he had suffered unimaginable blows, his life had been endangered, and he frowned, he should have urged the mark earlier!

Mo Xiaodao panicked, and yelled in his mouth: "Your uncle, the old turtle, actually hurts people in the back!"

"After Mo Ye gets out of trouble, he will definitely let your clan cut off his children and grandchildren!"

While cursing, he once again sacrificed the Bagua Plate, which was shining with golden light and shrouded Xiaoyao.

Then a rune flew under his feet, rushing down at an unparalleled speed.

"Peng!"

Mo Xiaodao fought against that person in the air, the difference in strength was too big, and there was no doubt that he had followed in the footsteps of Yaoyao, but the injury was not serious.

Xiaoyao took the opportunity to swallow two large medicines, and the fierce injuries still needed to be treated, and then endured the intense pain, swept to the place where Mo Xiaodao was, and dug it out of a deep ditch.

"Whew!"

"Bastard old turtle!"

"If this Qiu Mo Ye doesn't retaliate and comes back, he swears not to be a man!"

He kept spitting in his mouth and cursing constantly, it turned out that this thing was slapped into the ground with a palm, and he ate a large mouthful of soil, which was quite embarrassing.

"Hmph!" The person hidden in the light curtain snorted lightly, not knowing if he was disdainful or because the free Shenhai was not as he wished, and was directly abolished.

Xiaoyao looked around and found that this very master was looking at himself playfully, with no intention of making a move at all, and it was clear that he was insulting himself and playing.

With a sword in his hand, he was holding the ground, and the wound was still bleeding, and there was a feeling of the end of a hero.

"Do you want Master's sword?"

"How do you want to divide it?" Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to break through, and said lightly.

"Do you still want to do this, sow discord?" Chang Fengqing sneered.

"No, no, no!"

"That's it, I'm dead, who of you will inherit your father's legacy?" he said again.

"Bastard thing!" Changfeng Qing was furious when he heard this, he was so insulted by a junior that he was about to take action immediately.

"Brother Changfeng, slow!"

"He is a mortal man, so it is better to discuss the ownership of the treasure!" said the Wind Bow.

Hearing this, the other masters nodded again and again, these treasures must be divided, otherwise the saint of wine will be offended in vain.

Xuan Yi groaned, and then spoke: "I only need Aoki in Yipintang, and you can share the rest!"

"Hmph, it's a good one, as long as Aoki, that's a holy weapon, I said Xuanyi old man, are you too greedy!" Qi Lou sneered, very dissatisfied with him.

"Aoki was originally my Ichipindo thing, but it was taken away by this kid. ”

"Then the old man wants that killing sword!"

.........

Where there is endless arguments, the greedy faces are all revealed, and where are those unlucky people who come to avenge Changfeng Ruan, it is clear that they are coveting the treasure.

This method is not the first time it has been used, even if it is inferior, but it is still very effective.

He was constantly refining the sword qi in his body, but unfortunately, the person who made the shot was obviously a kendo master, and he should have comprehended the sword dao before he was promoted to the dao rule.

The injury was so serious that it was so tattered that even the medicine could not cure and resuscitate it, and there was a blood hole that could not be stopped, and the aura of the sword was chaotic.

"Xiaoyao, I feel that the master is approaching here, as if he has already decided the winner and loser!" Mo Xiaodao said suddenly.

Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, there was a chance to escape, and there was no need to urge the mark of Yuanzun, blood to earn!