Volume 2, Chapter 12, Bloody Battle Worry-free

readx;? The worry-free ancestor attacked, and Yin Feiyang pushed with one palm, knocking the flying sword away. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info then shook the aura of the whole body, broke the shackles of the worry-free old ghost, and quickly retreated with Lin Xuan, and the others also retreated.

"Worry-free old ghost, do you know who you're shooting against? This is His Royal Highness the Prince, if you hurt the Prince, your Mountain of Silence will be razed to the ground by the Emperor of the Palace. Dodging the blow of Worry-Free, Yin Feiyang deliberately told Worry-Free Ancestor Lin Xuan's identity in horror. He knew that the Worry-Free Ancestor under the enragment would definitely not buy His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's account, so his goal would be achieved.

Sure enough, as soon as Yin Feiyang's words came out, he was reprimanded by the Dustless Ancestor. "I said why are you so fat, it turns out that you have found a backer. But even if it is the crown prince, the person who killed me will not be able to do it even if the palace prince comes. ”

The worry-free ancestor did not retreat but advanced, and the speed was three points faster than before. The flying sword flew rapidly, and it had the meaning of never dying.

Yin Feiyang saw that the dustless ancestor really hit the plan, and his heart was overjoyed. Pretend to be angry and shout. "Okay, since you worry-free old ghost is making a lot of nonsense here, then I'll see how many catties and taels you have. After speaking, he beckoned to his subordinates, "Let's take down this arrogant man who has no palace." After speaking, he dragged Lin Xuan behind him.

After receiving the order, all the masters quickly surrounded the Worry-free Ancestor. Lin Xuan was happy to see the result of losing both, and stood quietly behind Yin Feiyang without moving. Glancing at the masters who surrounded him, the Worry-Free Ancestor snorted coldly, and a cloud of white flames erupted from his body.

"It's Netherfire Fire, get out of here. Yin Feiyang saw the white flames and hurriedly warned. Although the Nether Ghost Fire is not a high-level flame in the underworld, the flame has a natural restraint on the Yin Spirit. Once surrounded by flames, it is difficult to get out again, which is why the Dustless Ancestor in this Borneo City can walk sideways. Suppressing the fire with the body of the yin spirit, this can also see the extraordinaryness of the dustless old ghost.

The reminder of Yin Feiyang was too late, and the ghostly fire that erupted from the eruption body was like an erupting volcano that instantly engulfed all the masters, and the scene was full of wails. Seeing his subordinates engulfed by the Nether Ghost Fire, Yin Feiyang made Lin Xuan retreat, while he flew up, and a thick wall of Extreme Yin was pushed into the flames by him.

As soon as the Wall of Extreme Yin entered the fire, the Nether Ghost Fire retreated rapidly as if it had encountered a natural predator, and the Wall of Extreme Yin was also decreasing at a visible rate. Looking at the wall of extreme yin that disappeared rapidly, Yin Feiyang's heart was dripping blood. This wall of extreme yin has taken a lot of manpower and material resources to condense and succeed, and now that a move has been destroyed, how can you make him not feel heartache. Heartache is heartache, but it still has an effect.

One advance and one retreat, the Wall of Extreme Yin soon completely pushed the Netherworld Ghost Fire out of the crowd. Yin Feiyang shouted at the crowd: "The Extreme Yin Wall can't last long, everyone hurry up and set up the Jiuyi Sword Formation." As long as I hold the old ghost for a while, I will have a way to solve the old ghost. ”

Everyone did as they said, and a simple Jiuyi Sword Formation was quickly arranged, wrapping Lin Xuan and Yin Feiyang together. All the energy in the formation was concentrated towards the eye of the formation, and more than a dozen flying swords stood in the air, and the bursts of cold light were provocative. Yin Feiyang was in the middle of the formation, taking this opportunity to brew a big move.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire was repelled by Yin Feiyang, which surprised the Worry-Free Ancestor a lot, it seems that he underestimated this Yin Feiyang. In the face of the Jiuyi Sword Formation, the Worry-Free Ancestor had to cheer up. A few masters of the Yuan Infant Stage who brought out more than a dozen Jindan Stage were nothing to him. But after concentrating all the forces through the formation, it was a different matter. Without waiting for the formation to work, the worry-free ancestor took the lead.

The flying sword was wrapped in Netherworld Ghost Fire and slashed straight down, and more than a dozen flying swords slashed upward. The sound of violent collision resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the ghostly fire that was shaken away enveloped everyone in the formation, constantly eroding the defenses of the formation. The golden light in the sword array shone, blocking the netherworld fire. Everyone shouted, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood, and the golden light of the formation was even stronger than before. Everyone controlled the golden light and shook it, and all the Nether Ghost Fire flew out.

At this moment, Yin Feiyang's ultimate move had already been brewed, and he had successfully induced Biluo Spring Water. Taking advantage of the moment when the Nether Ghost Fire was bounced away, Lin Xuan bounced Biluoquan out, while he followed closely behind with a flying sword.

As soon as a small drop of Biluo spring water was popped, it instantly turned into Wanjun Waterfall and hit the worry-free ancestor. Looking at the blue spring water that attacked, the Worry-free Ancestor's face changed, and he hurriedly recalled the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and planted an enchantment around his body to defend with a flying sword.

A small drop of spring water, could it be that the worry-free ancestor is making too much of a fuss? Of course not. Biluo spring water can extinguish all kinds of flames, Yin Feiyang but it took half a lifetime to collect it to get back such a drop, it can be said that this is a gift specially prepared by him for the worry-free ancestor. Once the flame of the worry-free ancestor is extinguished, then he is a plucked chicken, and he can't turn the sky no matter how he jumps.

Biluo Spring is located in the depths of the underworld, and the spring water is like coming from the sky. Once the spring water falls into Biluotan, it is extremely heavy, and a drop can reach 10,000 jun. The blue spring water caught in the air is as light as a feather, without a trace of weight. Biluo Spring can only be carried by a bottle made of Biluo fir that sinks to the bottom of the pool, and almost no one dares to go down to Biluo Spring, and the only way to get it is to catch it in the sky and wait for Biluo Fir to be drifted out by the torrent. According to records, there have been only two cases of Birakuquan being caught from the sky. For ordinary people, the only way to get Biluoquan is to meet, not to seek.

Biluo Spring is a heavenly thing, and it is extremely difficult to refine. Because it can't be touched, it can only be refined together with the bottle. Because Biluoshan is soaked under Biluoquan all year round, its body already has some characteristics of Biluoquan, and it is naturally not easy to refine. Just such a drop of blue spring water, Yin Feiyang took three years to practice.

After arranging the defense, the Dustless Ancestor sneered at Yin Feiyang: "Yin Feiyang, I didn't expect you to take great pains, and the gifts I prepared for the Ancestor one after another." But do you think you can deal with the old man in this way, it's just a fool's dream, the old man will let you see what it means to be silent and dustless. ”

After saying this, the Worry-free Ancestor took the flying sword in his hand, and the aura was running wildly. In an instant, the flying sword of the Worry-Free Ancestor turned from white to red, and a heat wave rolled in the air. In the face of Yin Feiyang's provocation, the Worry-free Ancestor took out his housekeeping skills at this time. As soon as this trick comes out, it is silent and dustless.

For this move of the worry-free ancestor, Yin Feiyang did not have the slightest fluster. As soon as he thought the incantation in his mouth, the vase made of Biluo fir wood protected his whole person in the middle, and he could no longer feel the slightest burning heat at this time. Nodding with satisfaction, Yin Feiyang controlled the treasure bottle and smashed it towards the Worry-Free Ancestor.

If you want to escape, the victory or defeat is in an instant. The inevitable two collided violently, and a huge sandstorm rolled up between heaven and earth. All the masters brought by Yin Feiyang were swept out, and Lin Xuan was protected by the Netherworld and flew into the sky without any major problems. Looking at the sand and dust in the sky, Lin Xuan could roughly estimate the strength of the Worry-free Ancestor, and he should be a master of the Transformation Period. If Yin Feiyang didn't block it for himself, Lin Xuan estimated that he was just delivering food.

The two people in the center of the energy storm were pushed out by the opponent's energy, Yin Feiyang spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, the Biluo Spring Water turned into a drop of water again, and the Biluo Fir Treasure Vase was shattered by the impact. The Worry-Free Ancestor also spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the difference was that he was still standing there steadily, and a huge pit appeared in the center of the energy. The Worry-Free Ancestor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Silent Dustless Sword swung out again.

"It's been years since you've wielded a second sword, Yin Feiyang, you should be proud of your performance, this sword will make you completely extinguished. ”

The Worry-Free Ancestor swung his sword, and Yin Feiyang closed his eyes in despair. However, after waiting for a few breaths, the sword that I was expecting did not fall. When he opened his eyes, Yin Feiyang looked at the worry-free ancestor standing there with an ugly face, his eyes full of fear.