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At this moment, the flying sword Flowing Frost had successfully broken through all his defensive supernatural powers and slashed at the black robe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black robe, who didn't know what kind of treasure it was, burst out with a circle of black light at the moment of the frost slash, blocking it.

But the divine sense needles have all been blasted out. Although the black light was extremely strong, and even the magic weapon flying sword flowing frost could not be broken, but in front of the divine sense, it could not be stopped at all.

In just a moment, these divine consciousness needles all crashed into the sea of consciousness of the black-robed monk.

He was so close to victory! As long as there was even a thousandth of a second, his magic weapon ring would be able to cut Xu Yiyang's shoulder, and even his chest.

But at this moment, the divine sense needle slammed into his sea of consciousness. Suddenly, those pervasive divine senses began to attack everything frantically.

Which monk dares to let something happen to his Zhihai?

The black-robed monk never thought that Xu Yiyang's divine sense attack had already reached such a point! The flying sword could attack just by lightly touching the robe on his body.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that even if the magic weapon is bombarded, the other party can attack the mental connection, which is the most fatal. The black-robed monk was terrified in his heart - in the face of a sword cultivator, who was sure that he would be able to block the opponent's flying sword with his defensive supernatural powers?

Now, the black-robed monk is caught in such a dilemma. If you bombard the opponent with a magic weapon, then the mental connection with the magic weapon will be blocked by the attack, and then the opponent's flying sword will be killed. And he was not sure at all that he would not let the other party's flying sword get close.

Although, Xu Yiyang's flying sword, after penetrating the defensive supernatural power, is already at the end of the crossbow, and it can't cause him any damage, but ...... The attack of the divine consciousness is more terrifying than the injury to the body!

The black-robed monk suddenly realized that he had no countermeasures!

So, what about their own companions? If the two of them joined forces and killed a Jindan monk, it would be effortless.

The black-robed monk didn't realize how humiliating it was for him to want to join forces with another primordial old monster when facing a Jindan monk. In fact, for these monks of the Black Evil Realm, surviving is success, and dying is shameful.

Other than that, what's to be ashamed of?

Xu Yiyang did not hesitate, but continued to attack. In an instant just now, he injured his shoulder, and in exchange for the divine consciousness needle, he finally bombarded the black-robed monk in the sea of consciousness. At this moment, his shoulder was cut in half by the sharp ring, and all his bones and muscles were broken. The most terrifying thing is not these external injuries, but the true gang raging in the meridians.

This was a more powerful force than Dan Qi, and he couldn't expel it for a while.

Xu Yiyang didn't care at all, the power of the Nine Flames was finally revealed at this moment.

If it were someone else, I was afraid that half of my body would have been cut off, but Xu Yiyang just turned over, and those broken bones immediately began to stick together. It was only a few breaths before and after, if it weren't for the blood stains on his body, who would have thought that the serious injuries he had suffered were almost even cut open in the chest!

And the meridians, although they were wantonly destroyed by Zhengang, were extremely tough, even if they were full of cracks, they were still not broken.

This allowed Xu Yiyang to continue fighting, and even his combat effectiveness was only weakened a little.

At this moment, Xu Yiyang didn't have any worries, the twelve swords of light dust were unsheathed!

The black-robed monk finally changed color. He couldn't imagine what miserable situation his sea of consciousness would become if he was besieged by these flying swords.

Although his divine sense was far stronger than Xu Yiyang's, he was also violently consumed in the face of the attack of the divine sense. He is tantamount to forcibly drowning these needles with a huge divine sense, and the comparison in terms of numbers is simply a mess.

If such a divine sense attack continued, the black-robed monk couldn't imagine the consequences.

Of course, this also made the greed in the heart of the black-robed monk great!

If he can catch Xu Yiyang, and then search the soul, he can get this method in his hands......

As soon as this thought came to mind, the black-robed monk trembled with excitement. He believed that if he obtained this method, then his future would be very bright!

As long as you can endure it, then you will definitely be able to succeed.

The black-robed monk instantly turned countless thoughts in his heart. In any case, although Xu Yiyang's divine sense attack was very difficult for him to resist, the black-robed monk believed that he would eventually be able to defeat the other party with his strong accumulation.

Thinking of this, the black-robed monk glanced up at his companion and immediately made up his mind.

At this moment, although Yang Pojun has the upper hand, a discerning person can know at a glance that in fact, he will not last long.

Yang Pojun turned into a giant beast, holding a giant axe, his body was like electricity, and he could cross nearly a hundred zhang in a flash. The short and fat monk was extremely embarrassed for a while. But after all, he was a primordial old monster, and what he sacrificed was a black token, spitting out endless green smoke and condensing into birds of prey pounced.

These birds of prey are fierce and abnormal, even if Yang Pojun has a strong physique, even Xu Yiyang, who is bathed in fire, is slightly worse. But under the pounce of these fierce birds, there were traces of blood on their bodies.

Of course, these injuries, not to mention the dignified Jindan overhaul, even mortals don't care at all.

But what is really sharp is the miserable green mist that is wrapped around the wound. Now Yang Pojun has almost half of his body, and he has been entangled in these fogs.

However, with every blow Yang Pojun, he could cause a little trouble to Humpty Dumpty. He didn't dare to resist Yang Pojun's attack at all, but he was just wandering around, giving full play to his guerrilla tactics.

Xu Yiyang was also ruthless, twelve light dust swords, he released them all, and all of his divine consciousness needles were condensed on it. Then he began to attack like a storm.

The black-robed monk was furious. He never thought that Xu Yiyang would be crazy to such a point. Every time, he would be hit by a flying sword, and then the divine consciousness needles would explode in the sea of his consciousness, and with the consumption of divine consciousness, he found that the consumption of his divine consciousness was far beyond his expectations!

Just now, in that short period of time, Xu Yiyang launched more than 300 attacks! Each attack would inevitably have a certain impact on his sea of consciousness, forcing him to expend a large amount of divine sense to suppress it.

If Xu Yiyang continues like this, he will really not be good!

This black-robed monk, how did he know that the divine consciousness consumption of the two sides was not equal at all? Although his divine consciousness was stronger than Xu Yiyang, he didn't know how much, but ...... Xu Yiyang just condensed his divine consciousness into a needle, but he had to consume a lot to suppress it.

Moreover, the recovery of Xu Yiyang's divine consciousness was far beyond the imagination of any monk.

The black-robed monk never thought that what really restrained Xu Yiyang was Dan Qi. Xu Yiyang's divine consciousness has only consumed forty percent so far, but the consumption of Dan Qi is close to seventy percent!

However, the black-robed monk didn't know, he just felt that Xu Yiyang's attacks would never stop, and he, a primordial old monster, was actually suppressed by the whole.

In desperation, the black-robed monk couldn't help but shout: "Dead fatty, what are you waiting for?

The short and fat monk, at the beginning, also paid attention to the battle between Xu Yiyang and the black-robed monk. After all, when the black-robed monk invited him to help, he explained the situation. But after it was launched, Yang Pojun's lifeless style of play was really a headache. The kind of crazy consumption of essence blood and forcibly elevating cultivation to close to Yuan Ying is still somewhat powerful.

So, that short and fat monk, where did he still have the heart to pay attention to the battle between Xu Yiyang and the black-robed monk again? Besides, a Jindan monk, even if he had any strange magical powers, as long as he didn't have an innate treasure, could he still threaten a Yuanying monk?

But now, he heard the cry for help!

Humpty Dumpty was surprised in his heart, and when he looked back, he was stunned.

He only saw that the black-robed monk's magic weapon was spinning rapidly around him, fending off the attack. And that Jindan monk is holding the sword trick in his hand, more than a dozen flying swords, and the glory is magnificent, and it is like a raging storm, launching an all-pervasive attack.

Moreover, the most strange thing is that every time the flying sword collides with the magic weapon of the black-robed monk, Humpty Dumpty Monk finds that his companion's face will be slightly pale. However, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's hurt!

Could it be that this is the Jindan monk's divine consciousness attacking supernatural powers?

The short and fat monk couldn't help but sneer: "Dead bamboo pole, without the ghost spirit fire, is it really vulnerable?"

The ghost spirit fire was the magic power method that the black-robed monk used to refine the spirit pet when he fought Xu Yiyang for the first time.

Xu Yiyang also noticed the movement of the short and fat monk, and his heart couldn't help but move.

Yang Pojun has reached the end of the crossbow, and it is estimated that he will only hold on to ten breaths at most. And he can't defeat the enemy in front of him within ten breaths!

So...... Perhaps, you can think differently?

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Xu Yiyang's mouth.

The black-robed monk saw it clearly, and only felt chills all over his body. He didn't know what was going to happen, but he had a very bad feeling.

Sure enough, Xu Yiyang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and immediately, a dull flying sword quietly flashed, devouring all the essence blood.

Immediately, the flying sword flashed, and there was no trace.

Magic weapon flying sword, dark devour!

At this time, Xu Yiyang even sent a ray of divine consciousness to Yang Pojun's ear: "I'll help you quickly kill or repel this person!"

Yang Pojun was stunned, was there a mistake?

Immediately, he was overjoyed!

Because, in that short and fat monk's vest, a flying sword suddenly appeared!

This flying sword only pierced into three points, but the short and fat old monster froze and froze......