Chapter Thirty-Three: The Lower Horse Meets the Upper Horse
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The apertures of light expanded, not affected by the ghost crying and howling in the slightest, and Wu Yue could only try his best to call the ghosts in it to resist. But fortunately, the ghast still has the ability to raise ghosts, otherwise the remaining ninety ghosts would have to be lost here, which is a real waste of heaven.
The fighting method also pays attention to gradual and vigorous work, and few people have to divide life and death as soon as they make a move. This boy known as Nanshan was the same, first releasing three circles of light, and then he was quite a bit of a cold observer, but wanted to see how this knot pill could resist the unsparing blow of the mortal monk.
Even if there is a ghast soul fan desperately resisting, but after the three circles are combined, there is still five or six out of ten, not to mention one Yudan monk, even if it is ten, it doesn't hurt to die.
Wu Yue had no choice.
A layer of light on the body lit up, this is "Jiuyang Treasure Bottle Seal". There are nine layers of the Nine Yang Treasure Seal Seal, and each layer requires a flame. And Wu Yue has always paid attention to quick success, and as soon as he got this magical power, he used the candle flame to condense into the first layer. Now it seems that there is a feeling that it should be so.
In the face of the blow of the Mortal Cultivator, Wu Yue was not even qualified to dodge.
The aperture is like the sharpest weapon in the world, severing everything that stands in its way. Originally, some ghast power was attached to the body, but in the face of such an aura, it took almost an instant to be cut. Then there was the Jiuyang Treasure Bottle Seal, and the light of Yingying actually blocked this aperture, although it was only one breath!
But if it was before, Wu Yue, who had no means of defense, could only flee in the face of this blow, and most of the results were nowhere to escape. Wu Yue didn't have the slightest regret at this time, if he hadn't hastily condensed into the first layer, then he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.
The powerful impact Wu Yue flew back backwards in relay, and glanced at the white aloe vera by the way. Thirteen black arrows lingered in front of her eyes, as if they were being held tightly by an invisible hand. On the other side, Liu Qing was nowhere to be found, but the sword of the hat man was bright, and he still knew that the two were still fighting.
"Haha. "Tong Nanshan's voice is extremely ugly, like a night owl. Looking at Wu Yue, who was flying upside down, his eyes showed a trace of cruelty.
"You're dead!" Nanshan stretched out a finger, but it was not a child's unique chubby dudu, but a skinny one.
Circles of large and small auras condensed on this finger, and Nanshan smiled so smilingly. Wu Yue found that he was surprisingly calm at this time, and he saw the boy's style. All this happened in an extremely short period of time.
Nanshan is far away, and the light is pointed at it!
"It's now!" Wu Yue's eyes showed ruthlessness, blood explosion! Blood explosion again! Two blood explosions in a row, the speed was unbelievable, but Wu Yue had no choice but to do so. A high-risk matter like fighting has always been an opportunity not to be missed.
A surge of mental energy in the body, this is a thick accumulation brewed today, but it bursts out in advance now. The gains and losses are not easy to calculate.
Nanshan's spell speed is not fast, it is really just average.
The branch of Nanshan was still glowing, and that light had not yet rushed to Wu Yue's body. But Wu Yue had already arrived, and the left shoulder had already leaked out of Yingying's white bones, but it just rubbed the light.
Falling from the sky, Wu Yue's right hand became a claw, and the soul technique - shock!
Gods usually can't give up halfway, at least the qi and blood are retrograde, the heavy is the collapse of the qi and the sea, and no matter how heavy, it is the divine soul. This is Wu Yue's reliance, or the opportunity he seized. But a knot to kill the mortal, unprecedented, how easy it is to say, it is impossible.
Nanshan has a pigtail on his head, which looks extremely cute, but his face is indeed a little old. Nanshan raised his head and met Wu Yue's hand.
It's like hitting a big rock.
Nanshan was directly smashed from the roof by Wu Yue.
Wu Yue turned back and stood on the roof of the mountain, his face pale and gloomy.
"Good boy! Lao Tzu has not suffered such a loss in decades. If you have a spell that can attack the soul, then I will not be in a hurry to kill you, and you will be tortured to death. Nanshan's words rang out mightily.
Not only Wu Yue, many people have heard it. The pipa in Bai Aloe Vera's hand suddenly slowed down, and the man with the hat also glanced over here. I don't know how many people are secretly watching this battle, compared to the silence of Wu Yue's two battles before, this time it resounded throughout Baifu.
The battle of six people, five transformations and one Wu Yue. How many mortal monks are there in the world? Even in Baiyun City, where the wind and clouds are gathering now, there will not be fifty mortal monks.
Nanshan is calming the breath, and Wu Yue is not like this. The two kinds of exercises in the body belong to the exercises that need to be accumulated in the ordinary depths and will only be endless when fighting, rather than the kind of exercises that become more and more courageous the more you fight.
Twelve jade pillars swirled around the purple qi vortex, strange and boundless. At the same time, a stream of spiritual power was born, but Wu Yue only felt that the sea of qi was like a knife cut. The two exercises that usually have nothing to do with each other began to slowly reveal their contradictions at this time.
Boom! The entire roof shook suddenly. It was as if a dark cloud was pressing down, but this time, the cloud was coming from underground
The glowing light flashed on his body again, and Wu Yue drew a stacked fire mark with one hand, and the small lotus mark in the center of his eyebrows was extremely red.
The entire roof was lifted, and Wu Yue stood on it and flew into the sky. Nanshan held the roof, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the overlord held the crown. Even if it is in the shape of a child, it still makes people feel proud.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of the pipa sounded one after another, and the roof collapsed everywhere, and Wu Yue felt that the feeling of being locked by the thick air machine was loosened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood immediately.
"Blind girl, you are so bold, do you dare to be distracted by my enemy?" Zhang Jiaogong said coldly.
The white aloe vera did not answer, and took nine steps back with the pipa in his arms.
But because of the exposure of a trace of qi just now, he was quite overwhelmed at this time, and at the ninth step, he was pierced by a long arrow through his left hand. The arrows of the horned bow were indeed poisonous and ruthless.
It was originally a three-on-three game, and the balance that was originally maintained was broken at this time. Zhang Jiao Bow draws three more arrows, but the target is the hat man.
The man in the hat made a strange movement in the face of the three arrows, suddenly closed his knife, untied his hat and placed it beside him. At this time, the three arrows had already reached his back, and they were extremely ferocious, and it only took a tenth of a breath to pierce this man. At the same time, Liu Qingwei was like a touch of green smoke, and the tip of the thin sword came viciously.
The lifted roof also exploded at this time, and Wu Yue only felt that he was hit hard by a bison, and the blood veins in his whole body were boiling, as if he was about to explode, and the pain was intense.
"My knife is a murder knife. The man with the hat did not bring the hat and re-grasped the knife at his waist. (To be continued.) )
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