Chapter 180: The Gun of the Own

Situ Yi had already seen that this shadow brand warrior was no longer as invincible as it seemed on the surface, hundreds of mad demon battles in a row, it seemed that it was still terrifying, but it consumed a huge amount of power, and the power he possessed was not invincible.

Moreover, the gap between Situ Yi and the Shadow Brand Warrior has also been continuously narrowed because of the success of the Dao method of washing the marrow and quenching the body.

Therefore, the gap between the two sides is no longer so obvious, and Situ Yi already has the strength to fight.

The bright eyes spewed out the most brilliant brilliance, and the spear was like a dragon going out to sea in Situ Yi's hands, every time it vibrate, it rolled up a concussive storm of mountains and seas, and the rolling waves rose to the sky, and the fluctuating torrents rolled and vibrate.

The shadow of the spear was like a tide, and the dense spear flowers, like a sharp blade sticking out of the air, stabbed into the body of the shadow brand samurai.

The shadow of the sword is like a mountain, standing still!

The ghost formed by the giant sword is like a mountain towering in front of you, resisting the terrifying waves that are surging down the mountains and seas.

A loud bang echoed in the silent space, and the sound continued like a never-ending storm, constantly echoing between heaven and earth, and the shaking ripples slapped around, and the stirring ripples spread out in all directions like a storm.

Situ Yi's eyes were tenacious, his eyes were like electricity, the spear in his hand was as calm as a mountain, and between every move, he exuded Shen Yue's majestic momentum, and he released it without reservation at all.

The energy in the body flowed like a long river, surging densely, converging from all parts of the body, releasing it along the hands and onto the spear, and the most powerful power shook out, like a roaring dragon. Crashed into the body of the Shadow Brand Samurai.

After all, it is the shadow imprint left by the ancient powerhouse, once as the top master who led an era, although it has gone through a long period of wear, the power has not dissipated, but under the silence of the years. It becomes more calm and solemn.

The giant sword waved, each of which brought up a mountain-like gravity, colliding on the tip of the spear, echoing with a loud bang, a terrible impact, and shook Situ Yi back.

The shadows of the swords, like falling peaks, blocked the front tightly, forming an invisible barrier. Any spear shadow that tried to pierce into it was blocked without exception.

The battle continued, Situ Yi became more and more courageous, all kinds of subtle, mysterious moves were released from his hands, the spear was like electricity, the light and shadow were heavy, and the shadow of the spear was like a rising rainbow. As fast as lightning, it slammed into the shadows of the mountains.

The Shadow Brand Samurai is still strong. But after all, it is not life, it is not alive, and the power that is silent in the body is gradually dissipating under continuous consumption.

On the contrary, it is Situ Yi, who communicates with heaven and earth. The power of yin and yang, the power of heaven and earth, forms a cycle with the body, and with the continuous consumption of power, it is submerged into the body. The power consumed was quickly replenished, and the strength was not greatly depleted.

The battle lasted for a whole day and a night, which was an extremely cruel request for anyone, Situ Yi's eyes were a little dilated, and the light in his eyes also dimmed.

"Fight!"

Situ Yi, whose eyes were dim, opened his mouth and let out a low roar like thunder, and the momentum on his body that was becoming more and more dissipated suddenly rose, like a long sword out of the sheath, and the cold blade cut through the air, gushing out a suffocating surge of battle intent.

It is true that after a long time of entanglement, and he is such a terrifying master, Situ Yi's energy has been greatly consumed, and his spirit has also reached the lowest point. However, the fighting spirit did not decrease at all, but became more and more intense.

Teng's fighting spirit made Situ Yi look like a straight spear, without a collapsed backbone, straight into the sky, and the spear in his hand became one.

It is like a combination of man and gun, reaching unprecedented heights.

One shot!

Burst!

The icy tip of the spear burst out with a cold light, like a long rainbow, piercing the space.

The tip of the spear that flew out slashed a brilliant lightning bolt, which seemed to be able to split the sky in half in an instant, tearing a straight passage and stabbing straight towards the shadow brand samurai.

The speed was as fast as a bolt of lightning, quickly cutting through the space, containing the strength of Situ Yi's whole body, as if he was struggling to strike a blow, the force was infinite, as if he could pierce a big hole in the sky.

The shadow brand samurai stood still, his body was calm, like a rock, and his thick and calm aura converged into a solid mountain range, facing the spear that came at him, without the slightest emotion.

Steady as Tarzan's hands held the hilt of the sword, swinging the heavy giant sword high, across the top of the head, raised high, forming a huge force, cutting through the sky, like a pillar of light, across the heavens and the earth.

Falling suddenly, the terrifying power erupted instantly, like the heavy force that Mount Tai had suppressed, forming a huge force that opened the heavens and the earth, as if a sword was going to split the heavens and the earth in half.

In an instant, this heaven and earth broke off from both sides, and terrifying power gushed out, like two giant dragons, rushing out from under the roaring sea, roaring and crashing together.

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth shook, the air roared, and the shock wave generated by the collision centered on the tip of the spear and the tip of the sword, forming a ball of bright light that was extremely bright, and the blazing and bright light shone in all directions, forming a dazzling light in the line of sight.

A deafening explosion sounded in his ears, a loud roar, like a muffled thunder, waves of sound waves, like a turbulent tide rushing towards the depths of the ear drum, the dull sound made the ear drum almost unbearable, and a little dark red blood oozed from Situ Yi's ears.

The blast wave that tore through the air pierced the entire space, forming patches of turbulent wave force that spread out in all directions.

In the narrow alleys that have been silent for thousands of years, they have turned into a sea of ups and downs, and the waves of the waves have bombarded the towering walls and stirred up huge waves.

In the chaos, Situ Yi did not move at all, like a rock, let the surging waves contain such a terrible impact, but he could not knock it away, his feet seemed to be connected to the earth, and the power of calm as a mountain made Situ Yi motionless.

His eyes were like light, his hands were straight, and his spear pierced through the space, and he looked forward along the straight body of the spear, but he could see a terrifying scene, the sharp tip of the spear flew the black giant sword, and pierced into the body of the shadow brand warrior.

For a time, the heavens and the earth were silent, and everything was silent. (To be continued.) )