"Red Sun!"

Facing Wanyan Dao's Jedi counterattack, Zhao Yi put away the light sword in his hand, and the golden-red small sword in the dantian spun wildly, and a large strand of geocentric flames erupted from it.

Zhao Yi clenched his fist with his right hand and blasted forward heavily, and a fierce fist burst out, blending into the internal qi of the earth's core flame, making this fist a layer of golden red.

"Roar!"

The golden-red flame fist turned into the shape of a unicorn, roared towards the Wanyan Knife, devoured and refined all the sword qi around its body into nothingness, and then slammed straight into the Wanyan Knife.

Wanyan Daozhi had time to put the Huiyan Knife in his hand across his chest, and he was hit on his chest by the fist in the shape of a golden-red unicorn, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof!"

Opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood, Wanyan Dao supported the ground with both hands, and his eyes were full of unwillingness: "I am the strongest person of the younger generation of the Jin Clan, how can I be defeated here!"

Wanyan Knife slammed his fist on the ice and snow, roaring angrily, and the wound on his chest was frantically bleeding out, spinning wildly around his body. Then, a stream of fiery red internal qi erupted from Wanyan Dao's body, enveloping the blood that swirled around him, as if it was scorching.

After a few breaths, the fiery red internal gas wrapped in blood turned into a long rainbow,

Soaring into the sky, and then swooping down sharply, all of them poured into the Baihui acupoint above Wanyan Dao's head.

Rumble!

When the last trace of internal qi entered Yan Dao's body, his momentum exploded instantly, more than twice as strong as his previous peak state.

At this time, Wanyan Dao was covered with blood all over his body, his eyes were blood-red, and even his long rough hair was covered with a thin layer of blood.

"Jie Ji, what a lot of strength, what a pleasant feeling! This Blood Disintegration Technique is really powerful, damn it, now, you give me a good death! Blood Flame Slash!" After performing the "Blood Disintegration Technique", a blood-colored light rose all over his body.

After feeling the power in his body slightly, Wanyan Dao held the Huiyan Knife with both hands, and in an instant, the Huiyan Knife was submerged in blood light, and then Wanyan Dao rose up, and the whole person connected with the Huiyan Knife, turned into a huge blood-colored treasure knife, and slashed it in the air, pointing directly at Zhao Yi.

The "Blood Disintegration Technique" is a secret technique obtained by Wanyan Dao after entering the Changbai Secret Realm, and this secret technique can allow seriously injured people to quickly return to their peak state or even surpass their peak state. However, the price is to use more than sixty percent of his own blood as a medium, and it only lasts for a short quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, the strength gained by the secret technique will disappear. And the whole person will fall into a coma in an instant, and if you don't get timely treatment, you may die.

Moreover, even if he received timely treatment, he would need at least a year of recuperation to recover, and his foundation would be greatly damaged, and it would be difficult for his cultivation speed to return to his old view. It's a desperate secret art.

"Damn it, I've already performed the 'Blood Disintegration Technique', and I've paid such a big price, so you can turn me into slag!"

"Sword, Stream, Cloud!"

Facing the desperate blow of Wanyan Dao, Zhao Yi's face was calm, and the light sword appeared in his hand again, the sword intent was monstrous, and an indescribable majestic sword qi roared up, almost covering the sky at the top of the entire Tianshan Mountain, like a white cloud.

The sword qi roared down, carrying the power of the cloud-piercing and splitting stones, and bombarded the blood-colored treasure knife transformed by the Wanyan Sword.

"Snort!"

Every sword qi fell, bringing up a puddle of blood, and after all the sword qi was bombarded on the blood-colored treasure sword, the ice and snow in the surrounding area of several zhang were already stained red with blood.

"Sword Liuyun" is the second form of the "Sword Tyrant Three Styles" in the "Taixuan Sword Sutra", Zhao Yi was at the peak of his cultivation and when he was at the peak of the Spiritual Energy Realm, he could only barely use this move, and with the power of this move, he had killed the strong people of the Xuanzun Realm, and now he has just broken through to the Spiritual Energy Realm, and he is far from reaching the limit of using this move, and forcibly using it will only eat himself.

However, unlike before, today's Zhao Yi has already comprehended the sword intent, and with the blessing of the sword intent, Zhao Yi can easily use this style of sword move. And the power of this move did not disappoint Zhao Yi, and he easily killed the Wanyan Knife in a state far better than the peak!

Bang!

Wanyan Dao fell on the ice and snow with sword marks all over his body, and at this moment, in his wounds, there was no blood flowing out. The skin of the whole person is very dry, like a dried corpse.

"'Blood Disintegration Technique' is indeed very strong, and it can be used desperately at critical moments, but unfortunately, it is not your own strength that is difficult to completely control after all, and the damage to yourself is too great, maybe you are thinking of using the power of Tianchi to recover yourself after defeating me, but unfortunately, you will never have this chance!" Looking at the body of Wanyan Dao not far away, Zhao Yi muttered softly.

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, Wanyan Dao's dry body seemed to move, and then a gust of wind blew, and it turned into powder and dissipated in the wind. There was only one Huiyan knife and a space ring left, lying silently in place.

As Zhao Yi said, Wanyan Dao's plan is to quickly kill him after performing the "Blood Disintegration Technique", and then directly enter the Tianchi to repair the loss of his foundation body with the magical power of Tianchi, this plan can be said to be perfect, but unfortunately, the only flaw is that he underestimated Zhao Yi's strength, even if he performed the "Blood Disintegration Technique", he is not Zhao Yi's opponent.

Walking over and putting away the Huiyan Knife and the Space Ring of the Wanyan Knife, Zhao Yi returned to everyone's side and focused his eyes on Rong Su's battle.

At this time, the battle between Rong Su and Si Yi was fierce. The two of them did not go all out like Zhao Yi and Wanyan Dao, but they tested each other for a while, and then they came up with their true skills to compete, so the others had already ended the battle, but the two were still in a fierce battle.

"Rong Su, your strength is indeed very strong, even above me, but as long as I am willing, you will never be able to defeat me!" After the two fought hard again, Si Yi hung in the air, holding a sword in one hand, and pointed diagonally at the sky. A faint cyan internal qi swirled around his body, quite fluttering.

"Oh, are you so confident?" Rong Su held the Shen Silver Thunder Spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed obliquely at the ground, suspended opposite Si Yi, and silver thunder and lightning flashed around his body, like a thunder god.

Although the two of them had a fierce fight, they still looked fluttering and did not have the slightest embarrassment.

"Yes, I already know something about your strength, you are very strong, stronger than me, but you have a shortcoming that cannot be concealed!" Si Yi smiled confidently.

"Oh, then I'd like to hear it. Hearing this, the corners of Rong Su's mouth hooked up a meaningful arc, and said with interest.

"That is, your speed is too slow!" Si Yi let out a light roar, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and in the next moment, the third-order intermediate Xuan Weapon Sword Blue Light Sword in his hand smeared towards Rong Su's neck with a sharp sword.

The speed of this sword was more than twice as fast as when Dong You used the "Phantom Sword Technique" before.

"That's not necessarily!" Rong Su smiled strangely, unmoved.

"Khooth!"

didn't see Rong Su's movements, and the Shen Yin Thunder Spear was already across Rong Su's neck at some point, blocking Si Yi's attack, and the guns and swords collided, making a crisp sound.

Hastily!

With one miss, the Qingguang Sword disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, it appeared behind Rong Su, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight into Rong Su's heart.

"Khooth!"

The Shen Yin Thunder Spear appeared behind Rong Su at the right time, and the blade of the spear was slightly sideways, once again blocking Si Yi's attack.

Kown, Kow, Keng, Keng! Keng!

Within a breath, the Blue Light Sword changed seven different directions in a row and attacked Rong Su, but they were all blocked by him with the Dark Silver Thunder Spear.

"How is it possible, how can you easily block my 'Wind Shadow Nine Kills'!" The continuous attacks were ineffective, and Si Yi's figure appeared in the original place, looking at Rong Su with a face full of disbelief and said.

"The speed of the wind attribute martial artist body is indeed far superior to that of the same level of martial arts, and you can say that it is the best among them, but what you don't know is that the thunder and lightning attribute martial artist, under the condition of a short time, short distance and small range, can burst out of the instantaneous speed is still above the wind attribute martial artist, so I can easily resist your so-called lore. Rong Su smiled lightly and explained kindly, "Young man, you don't know anything about speed!"

"How can this be?" Si Yi's eyes showed fear, he had killed more than a thousand people, and it was the first time in his life that he had this kind of emotion. No one had ever made him feel such a strong sense of powerlessness, and he could be stronger than himself in almost any aspect and break his resistance.