Feng Yi couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Although his old bottom was exposed by the other party and covered by the powerful and fierce sword qi, he did not show the slightest panic.

Instead, he smiled casually and said, "Good eyesight! Yes, my injury is indeed not light at the moment, but don't forget, I have another ability." Hehe, give me a suggestion, you'd better bow your head and get caught, right?"

Remembering Futuo's reminder, his eyes shot an unprecedented essence, and said: "According to legend, the art of runes can control people's minds and kill people invisibly, if this is the case, then let me open my eyes and have a glimpse." ”

Although he has lived in the desert for a long time, he has also heard of the miracles of the runic master.

The audience fell silent.

He knew that he couldn't let Feng Yi make a move, and he gathered his magic skills, and he shouted wildly, and his voice was like a tiger coming out of the forest. The Red Moon Scimitar in his hand attacked with all his strength without reservation, bursting out a cloud of black mist, which immediately spread.

The light suddenly faded.

Cut out the light.

This knife captures the essence of the "Black Heaven Dafa".

The Red Moon Scimitar seemed to suck out all the light, and it itself turned black, and the entire sword qi net cover also turned into a black enclosed space.

This sword is ten times more powerful than before, and it almost exerts all its hidden power, silently, without a shadow.

Feng Yi was not afraid, his clothes were windless and automatic, and his clothes were flying.

The mark of the heavenly eye between the eyebrows lit up, glowing with a mysterious blue light, swaying in the dark space around him, and he said with great confidence and arrogance: "What about seizing the opportunity? The result is not the same." ”

Saying that, with the void as the cloth, the mind as the ink, and the fingers as the pen, he began to indulge in calligraphy and painting.

Something wonderful happened.

Water Charm!

Countless small crystal clear water droplets appeared in the dark space, like stars in the night sky, flickering and twinkling, and they all converged towards Fengyi from all directions.

Then, the zero was turned into a whole, and the ten thousand points were one, and a thick, swimming and substantial intimidating water dragon was born, which rushed directly towards the thunderous and lightning Red Moon Scimitar in the darkness at a speed that no one could see clearly.

He is good at hiding his mind, his face is surprised, and his heart is shocked.

Such a strange talisman, with his actual combat experience and knowledge, has indeed never been encountered.

But he was finally the second-largest outstanding figure in the Turkic rankings, after all, he had a profound Taoism, and at this critical moment, he hurriedly collected his state of mind and concentrated on expanding the Black Universe Dafa to the limit.

At this time, the castration of the Red Moon Scimitar has been decided, and there is no change in the move.

He showed his brave and incoherent nature, and resolutely went forward to shake the front, except for this real chapter, there was no way to change it.

The Red Moon Scimitar is extremely powerful no matter whether it attacks from a distance or fights closely.

At this moment, its momentum has reached the highest peak state in his life, and it has the power of the three armies and the majesty of the world.

The blue water dragon and the black scimitar hit the right shot.

"Bang!"

The energy spreads out from the intersection point, which is both beautiful and weird.

The battle was fierce, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

Feng Yi's brain exploded like a muffled thunder, and immediately spurted out a small mouthful of blood, and his expression became solemn.

He didn't expect that the fighting power of the prostrate club was much stronger than he imagined.

A few days ago, I was in Lihatetian, and the focus of my cultivation was on cultivating the Yanhuang Holy Body, and in terms of spiritual power, except for comprehending the water talisman and the wind talisman, there was not much progress in other aspects.

He was ecstatic, and immediately suppressed the churning of blood in his heart, and skillfully used the strength of the rebound to unload a lot of energy.

At the same time, he also turned over and soared into the sky, staring at the invincible seal in front of him.

With another wild shout, the Red Moon Scimitar slashed in the air in a trembling and trembling sound, and his expression was like a god descending from the earth.

The fierce sword qi immediately surged over.

"It's good to come!"

Feng Yi is still standing on the horizontal branch, arousing a competitive heart, gesturing with both hands again, writing.

A fire charm spawns.

The void lit up with a ball of fire, and with a snort, it rushed diagonally upward, meeting the creeping Red Moon Scimitar head-on with unmistakable accuracy.

This was followed by a series of rumbling explosions, and the sound was terrifying.

Red smoke filled the room.

The vision was blurred, but the battle did not stop at all.

His face became ugly, and his heart swelled with indescribable indignation.

Slash again!

The red moon scimitar is shaped like a moth eyebrow crescent moon, the body is red, and the "Shuoyue" knife technique is refined by the black Zhou Dafa, especially the momentum, so it is full of energy, and then declines, and three are exhausted.

The sealing of the sigil technique, although extremely consuming spiritual power, but its advantage is that as long as you can capture the traces of the natural laws of heaven and earth, you can use the essence of heaven and earth for it, and the vitality of heaven and earth is also called the qi of the Xuanmu, which is much more powerful than the qi of the primordial spirit that is transformed by absorbing the vitality of the Xuanmu in the human body.

Therefore, the power generated by the sigil technique is the natural way of heaven and earth, and it is far higher than the Yuan Spirit True Qi in his human body.

His mind was turning here, and he couldn't win the onslaught like a storm, so he had no choice but to be captured, and he had to flee again.

On the ground, the sword light is gone.

The black fog and red smoke all dispersed.

He stumbled back and fell back to where he was, and there was no movement.

I don't know how much blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his entire chin and clothes were covered with blood.

Every time he strikes out, Feng Yi can always understate the sniper frontal attack, and at the same time seal all the aftermath, teaching him not to give full play to the power of the Shuoyue knife technique.

This eliminates the other's strengths, and seals the different natural realities of water talismans, fire talismans, and wood talismans, all of which have reached the heavenly fairyland, leaving no trace, not only teaching him to be completely elusive and coping, but also only the ability to parry, and then have no power to fight back.

He was discouraged and depressed.

The domineering and arrogance just now had long since dissipated, and he had to reassess the unknown southern kid in front of him as a great master of the rune seal that could never be defeated.

Feng Yi's handsome face saw the light of day again, looking at the confronting Wai Ju, Kongming's mind grasped all the changes in Kui Ju's body without leaking.

He knew that the other party had failed to survive after the onslaught, so he had to recuperate from his injuries while planning how to escape, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Ye Hu, are you still able to fight if you are exhausted in donkey skills?" Now it's your turn to pick up my wind talisman." ”

He snorted coldly and said, "Fu Yin Nian Master, that's it. You've got what it takes, just let the horses come. ”

Feng Yi raised his head to the sky and roared, and casually wrote out the wind talisman.

The wind is blowing, the wind is blowing.

A strange whistling sound was set off in all directions.

He looked surprised, and immediately lost his mind.

He realized that his perception of Feng Yi was very wrong, and his body was completely controlled by the other party's spiritual power, as if there was an invisible thread binding the two together.

In this case, don't say win, even if you want to escape with the Black Universe Dafa, you can't.

A smile escaped from the corner of Feng Yi's mouth.

A fierce blue tornado storm unleashed an indestructible wind.

He screamed, and was swallowed by it in an instant.

The storm spun like a spinning top.

Caught in a column-like storm, it seemed to be a caged bird, and although it wanted to fly high, it could not break through to that mere place.

All of a sudden, he stumbled involuntarily, and at the same time was cut by the strong wind around him like a fishing net.

Rao is like this, but he didn't snort from beginning to end, biting and holding on, maintaining a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, trying his best to find an exit from the eye of the wind.

He knew that Feng Yi didn't want to really kill him, but wanted to defeat him mentally and trap him.

Thinking about this, he didn't have to worry about his life, but wanted to escape wholeheartedly.

He gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, releasing the potential in his body point by point, gathering his whole body, conforming to the wind, and rushing out of the eye of the wind.

Then, he fell heavily from the sky to the ground, his face pale as paper, his whole body trembling, and he gasped sharply.

There is no way to fight back.

Feng Yi exhaled a breath, making the somewhat dizzy brain clearer, just now he also consumed a lot of mental power, Zhihai was also not lightly traumatized, but the overall is slightly better than creeping.

Looking at the prostrate furniture covered in blood and without danger, his spirits perked up, and he smiled: "The tiger has become a sick cat, it should be honest and obedient now, right?"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at him angrily, and held back a hard breath and never begged for mercy.

Just now, he bit his tongue to stimulate his potential, and when he rushed out of the eye of the storm, he had exhausted all his true yuan, coupled with the domineering erosion of the power of the wind rune, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of internal work, and even the cultivation realm had regressed to the withered glory realm, and his skill was greatly discounted, and it would not return to the peak in half a month.

Feng Yi didn't mind, floated down in front of the prostrate club, and said in an unexpectedly chic manner: "Yes, it's a man! But you really shouldn't come to the Central Plains to be a robber, it's dangerous, it's dangerous, it's dangerous." Good words only three times, remember. ”

What he wrote down in his heart was not the sentence "The Central Plains is dangerous", but full of anger and hatred.

Feng Yi suddenly glared at him and said, "Let's go." The prisoner should have the consciousness of a prisoner, and he can't get up yet? Do you want me to help you?"

At this time, a beautiful woman's voice suddenly came into my ears: "Boy, let him go!"

A commanding tone, a deep and graceful voice.

Don't be angry.