Chapter 827: A Fierce Battle
The illusion of the multi-eyed dimensional void on one side subsided, the brilliance of Yun Yuechan's body flickered and dimmed, and the lower abdomen of the dantian not only had the scales shattered, but also had an obvious fist mark depression.
Yun Yuechan, who couldn't straighten her waist, vomited a mouthful of blood, and her whole person's breath was much weaker.
The head of the man in the distance fell into the void of the real dimension, and the masked towel had been shattered, completely blinding.
The man's tattered corpse, not only in his neck, but also in his lower abdomen, there was a big hole.
In Yun Yuechan's gaze, the four ghost-faced statues once again surrounded the man's corpse and devoured it, and it didn't take long for the man's corpse to be completely devoured.
Like a real ghostly face, in Yun Yuechan's seal, the illusion is in her body, and her aura is even more disordered.
Reluctantly put away the corpses and items in the Void of Death, Yun Yuechan was hidden in the glory of the Void of Death.
Unlike the multi-eyed dimensional void where Yun Yuechan was located had regained its calm, the dimensional void where Ruan Qing was located was a series of light explosions.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Two hands were stabbed in Ruan Qing's hands, and they continued to attack madly.
At this time, the crazy old man had already taken out his sword, but he was forced by Ruan Qing to retreat again and again.
The old man's crazy expression in the past also became extremely dignified at this time, he didn't expect that the white-haired woman who supported Ji Fan in the battle would have such a strong combat power.
Ruan Qing's demon scales looked even crazier than the old man, and the strong sense of oppression really made the old man feel the predicament of Ji Fan before.
"She's so strong!"
In the face of Ruan Qing's continuous attacks, the old man was already extremely difficult, and he was already at a disadvantage under the strength.
"Whew!"
Dodging the flashing sword of the old man, Ruan Qing stabbed his right hand and chiseled towards the side of the old man's head, forcing the old man back again.
"Whew!"
The old man turned around and dodged away from Ruan Qing, obviously not wanting to make contact with her strength.
"Jingle bell!"
As the old man stepped on the solid void, the crystal swords one by one seemed to grow out of the void, forming a brilliant sword domain.
"He's a bit like someone from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. ”
Ruan Qing thought about it in her heart, and faintly guessed the origin of the old man.
"Ryo!"
Ruan Qing put away the two hand support thorns and took out a small flat hammer, which fluctuated violently in the power of the treasure, and even competed with the old man's sword domain.
A ring of hammer power fluctuated towards the multi-eyed dimensional void, constantly swinging on top of the small swords.
"Die!"
The old man's hands formed ten thousand sword marks, and he pointed at Ruan Qing in mid-air, and one by one the crystal bright small swords vibrated and made a pleasant sound, as if it heralded death.
"Boom!"
Ruan Qing took the first step and turned down, like a thunderbolt, and while the flat hammer in his hand was wildly enlarged, it smashed the substantial multi-dimensional void.
There was no violent explosion, and at the same time as the multi-dimensional void was raised, it was like a howling wave towards the old man, densely packed with broken void fragments, and the figure of the old man was swept by a secret whine.
The impetus of the tidal ripples of the rings is even more terrifying than the earthquake and the ripples of the star rings, and the constant surge disintegrates the multi-dimensional void.
In the face of such a terrifying power of the Flat Hammer, the old man's sword domain also collapsed along with the Fang Dimensional Void.
A sword light came out of the fragments of the dimensional void and approached Ruan Qing's eyebrows.
"Ryo!"
Facing the thirty-seven rounds of infinite sword light, Ruan Qing turned around and swung the flat hammer violently, and the power intersected with the sword weapon, causing cracks to spread wildly.
Under the extremely heavy hammer momentum, the old man saw that his body was distorted, and after suppressing a few breaths, he couldn't stand it anymore, and was suddenly blasted out backwards.
"Buzz!"
The enlarged flat hammer has been shrunk down, and a large gun has been replaced in the hand.
"Whew!"
Without waiting for the old man to stabilize his figure, as soon as he showed the light of the gun, he had already tore through the wind and swept towards the old man.
"Whew!"
In order to cope with Ruan Qing's gunlight, the old man opened his mouth and spewed out a small shield with a sword pattern.
In the turbulent dimensional void on one side, among the five powerhouses who worshiped the ancient path, only the old man was left at this time, and the other four had all been destroyed by Ruan Qing.
Even the crazy old man was struggling to deal with Ruan Qing at this time, and the opponent's combat power had completely exceeded his expectations.
"Boom!"
Ruan Qing's spear was arrogant, ignoring the collision of the treasures, and slammed on the old man's sword-patterned ancient shield, and once again swept the old man out.
Not only the spear with thirty-seven scales, but even the old man's ancient shield had cracks.
"Bang!"
The Shen Hai Wooden Sword was sprayed out by Ruan Qing and bombarded the old man's shield again.
"Boom!"
One hundred and eight treasure bottles with swallowing fish prints, thirty-seven metal treasure bottles with tidal ripples, began to spew out majestic heavy water, and turned into ten thousand snakes to frantically bite the old man.
The gushing heavy water was already extremely threatening, and as Ruan Qing cast the ice method to form solid ice, the impact was even more terrifying, and the teeth of each ice snake were like sharp swords.
"Zheng!"
Ten thousand sword qi erupted in the sweep of the ice snake, like a dazzling sun, and the ice snake turned by the vast heavy water had begun to be unable to cover it.
"Ryo!"
Ten thousand ice snakes shattered, and the sun-like sword light did not release too far after the ice snake collapsed, as if it had lost its strength.
"Whew!"
The ghost face ring on Ruan Qing's hand wrapped around his whole body, forming a ghost face metal battle armor, and frantically rushed towards the old man whose body was broken everywhere.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The wavy fists and feet continued to greet the old man, not giving him a chance to breathe at all.
Ruan Qing's attack gave the old man the feeling that he was not trying to crush him to death in one fell swoop, but that his fighting style was extremely strong.
"No, I can't. ”
The crazy old man, realizing that it was difficult to match Ruan Qing, wanted to retreat but there was not much space, and the multi-eyed dimensional void at this time was already full of the glory of the Void of Death.
"Ryo!"
Facing the old man's long sword, Ruan Qing, who was bare-handed, was not afraid at all, and continuously attacked the old man, breaking through the old man's sword defense, and punched the old man's shoulder.
The old man's body was no longer bearable, and his body was pierced by the fist, but the Wuji Sword in his hand had disappeared.
"Boom!"
The old man grabbed Ruan Qing's arm that had penetrated his shoulder with one hand, and the Traceless Sword had already moved towards her lower abdomen.
The ghost-faced armor was pierced by the long sword, but the figure was difficult to retreat, and he saw the long sword rushing into his body little by little.
Ruan Qing and the old man turned around in the Solid Multi-Eyed Dimensional Void, grabbing each other's arms and long swords.
In particular, Ruan Qing's ghost-faced battle armor metal palm was constantly sparkling.
"Ryo!"
Just when Ruan Qing was unable to get out, the funeral brilliance in the multi-eyed dimensional void began to form a big hand, grabbing towards the old man's figure.
"Ji Fan!"
The old man almost gritted his teeth and roared, and knocked Ruan Qing out with one palm, but his figure flashed a few times but did not disappear, but froze slightly in mid-air.
"You can't go. ”
Ruan Qing turned around almost with difficulty, and chased after the crazy old man, both of whom were injured, and they seemed to be at the end of the crossbow.
"You're looking for death. ”
Finding that in the void of a multi-eyed dimension, the glory of the dead swept up again, and the old man, who knew that it was difficult to escape, took out the Infinite Sword.
"Whew!"
Ruan Qing, who took out the flat hammer, spread his body like a streamer roaring in front of the old man, and the star shuttle in his hand flashed, instantly passing through the old man's heart.
When Ruan Qing's figure reappeared, an ancient sword brilliance had appeared on his upper abdomen, but it was not an infinite sword.
"Boom!"
The old man's mind was empty, but with his will alone, he still formed the imperial treasure handprint, and a deep voice came out of his mouth.
"Boom!"
The ancient sword exploded in Ruan Qing's body, and the first thing to be shattered was Ruan Qing's ghost-faced battle armor.
Just when the old man was struggling to move his steps, the ice snake that had collapsed before had turned into a heavy water needle again, and shot at the old man with Ruan Qing's hand suddenly clenching his fist.
"Bang! bang!"
Although the old man had the Wuji Sword in his hand, the sword qi released could no longer resist the rain-like needle light, and even if the whole body turned into a sword, it was shot out by the needle light and burst into ripples.
In the turbulent multi-eyed dimensional void, Ruan Qing and the old man finally evolved into a death match, which the old man had not expected before, and the ferocity of the other party was even more terrifying than Ji Fan.
Even if Ruan Qing knelt down on one knee in the dimensional void, she still struggled to get up, as if she would not give up if she didn't know the winner, and her usual gentle personality was like two people.
At this moment, it was too late for the old man to be afraid, for this kind of person who went crazy as soon as he fought, even if he was crazy, he rarely saw it.
In the past, Ruan Qing had always been the role of assisting Ji Fan, but I am afraid that everyone did not expect that this would be the case once the battle began.
"Whew!"
Ruan Qing, who was holding a flat hammer, still moved when the old man was bombarded by the heavy water needle, and before the needle light disappeared completely, he had already pounced on his figure, and the hammer hit the old man's sunken sword body everywhere.
In the face of Ruan Qing's hammer, the old man's chest was blasted out of dense cracks, and he couldn't bear it anymore with a mouthful of backlash, and the sound of the fine metal sword body shattering continued to sound.
"Boom!"
Without waiting for Ruan Qing to attack again, the Dead Burial Guanghua had already pushed the old man away and rolled down the Wuji Sword in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
Although the old man's body was on the verge of collapse, a small sword still erupted from his mouth, shooting through the funeral brilliance towards Ruan Qing's dantian lower abdomen.
Because of the obstruction of the power of the Void of Death, Ruan Qing found the crisis and barely avoided the key point of the dantian, but half of his waist was pierced by a small sword.
"Bang!"
Without waiting for the little sword to be detonated in her waist, Ruan Qing took the hammer to her waist and abdomen, and suddenly put pressure on the little sword, causing the little sword to pierce her body.
Until this time, Ruan Qing could feel that Ji Fan's control of the Void of the Dead, although in terms of layout, occupied the upper hand of the multi-dimensional dimension, and the support that might give her was not so calm, from the turmoil in the void of the other dimensions, it was not difficult to feel that the situation of everyone was quite difficult at this time.
"Buzz!"
Seeing that the brilliance of the Void of Death began to drown the treasures and corpses, the veins in her body were broken in many places, and Ruan Qing, who had a cultivation foundation that began to revolt, also knew that she could not fight any longer.