Chapter Fifty-Seven: Desperate Survival

The cold blade pierced Xiao Yi's chest like lightning, Zhao Fu, Shen Yun and the others were all shocked, and even the offensive in their hands stopped.

This scene is too unbelievable, although they didn't know much about the poisoning before the ancient proverb, judging from Xiao Yi's expression, it must be extremely poisonous, but now it is actually ......

Because of this scene, the scene was dead for a moment.

The amazing confrontation here was too loud, and those who were in the mountains came with a curious face. These people, there are disciples of Tianhongmen, Demon Flame Sect and other sects, as well as many demon beast hunters, and even Zhao Mang and others are impressively listed.

"That's Xiao Yi from Tianhongmen!" Zhao Mang and the others saw Gu Yan holding a dagger into Xiao Yi's chest, and they suddenly couldn't hold back the shock in their hearts and exclaimed.

The most surprising thing was Mu Ying Ziyan and the others who came in a hurry, due to the special situation, Mu Ying did not expose Zi Yan's face, and she was only worried about Gu Yan at the moment.

Therefore, when they saw this scene, one can imagine how shocked they were.

However, the fast and ruthless knife of the ancient proverb did not kill Xiao Yi, with his profound cultivation, Xiao Yi instinctively used the thick wood qi to protect his body. Therefore, the knife of the ancient proverb only stabbed Xiao Yi, but it was not strict.

Seeing that he couldn't hit Xiao Yi with such a strange knife, Gu Yan was suddenly shocked in his heart, and immediately withdrew the dagger, and wanted to dodge.

However, before the ancient proverb could dodge, Xiao Yi's big hand with cold eyes shook, and the thick cyan spiritual power quickly converged, slowly turning into a cyan wooden tripod, and then struck a palm on the wooden tripod, shaking it out.

"Baimuding!"

The cyan wood tripod roared and landed heavily on the chest of the ancient proverb, and the terrible force raged, shaking him several feet away, and the person was in mid-air, first a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Ancient proverb!" Mu Ying saw that the ancient proverb was shocked and vomited blood, her beautiful eyes turned red, and she wanted to rush over, but she didn't want to be pulled by Zi Yan.

"Sister Mu Ying, if you go over now, Senior Brother Xiao Yi will only be even more angry!" Zi Yan was telling the truth, just in front of everyone, Mu Ying didn't expose her, she naturally saw it in her eyes, and reminded her kindly at this moment.

A move shocked the ancient proverb, Xiao Yi was not at all angry, and suffered losses in the hands of this kid he had never treated seriously, and the anger in his heart had already reached a point that was difficult to vent.

Although it is not a big deal to be scratched by the ancient proverbial dagger, but as a genius, he will never allow this kind of waste to hurt himself, not to mention in front of everyone, what kind of face does he have, he just wants to break the ancient proverb into ten thousand pieces now, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

After the cyan wood tripod was injured by the ancient proverb, it did not dissipate, and under the change of the seal method in Xiao Yi's hand, the blue light on the wooden tripod was once again great, and it suddenly soared a few points, like a mountain to the ancient proverb smashed down on the head.

The ancient proverb gritted his teeth and tried to dodge, but he was entangled in vines that appeared out of thin air and could not move. And just when the ancient proverb was restricted from moving, the cyan wooden tripod had already fallen with a bang.

"Don't ......" Mu Ying's body was scattered, she couldn't lift her strength, and when she was excited, she fell directly to the ground, looking at the young man who was close in front of her but couldn't get close, crying heartbreakingly.

Rumble!

Mu Ding fell from the sky, and in the girl's cry, it smashed heavily on the ancient proverb's body, and the powerful force directly caused the earthquake to cause countless black cracks. The crack spread rapidly, turning into a deep pit, which shows the magnitude of the blow, which is truly terrifying.

When Mu Ding was on the verge of death, the ancient proverb was to exert the power of ice to the extreme, and the thick ice layer wrapped itself away. Even so, under this blow, the ice layer turned into powder, and he was also churned by the force of the qi and blood, as if all the internal organs were displaced, extremely uncomfortable, and even his consciousness appeared briefly blurred.

In the huge pit, the ancient proverb gasped for breath, and many bones on his body were cracked, and if he was hit again, he was afraid that he would really be powerless.

Seeing that the ancient proverb was still alive, Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and the sealing method of his hands changed suddenly, and on the cyan wooden tripod, ancient runes actually appeared. And with the spread of the runes, the wooden tripod rose against the storm and turned into a giant tripod with a size of more than ten zhang.

As soon as the giant tripod appeared, the entire forest was gathered with bursts of cyan energy, as if this tripod was transformed by Zhong Tiandi's wood qi, full of aura. With the convergence of those cyan energies, the fluctuations permeated by the giant tripod became more and more terrifying, and from a distance, the giant tripod was like a substance, with great weight.

"Shenmu Ding, suppress!"

The cyan giant tripod trembled slightly, and the next moment it had already fallen with a bang, and where it passed, the air was violently exploded, and the wind pressure brought up by it lifted off the stones on the ground.

The ancient proverb supported the ground with one hand, and his whole body was already filled with forest ice, only to see him pinch his fingers, the cold air swept on the ground, and a cold spear like a feather condensed rose from the ground and stabbed away at the giant ding in the sky.

"Hundred Han Gun!"

When!

It's a pity that this trick of the ancient proverb only defused Juding's offensive by a few points. And the cold spear, after holding on for a moment, shattered.

It seemed that he had long expected that the Baihan spear would not be able to crack Xiao Yi's offensive, and the seal method in the hand of the ancient proverb changed again, and the cold ice on his body turned into a raging fire. The monstrous flames swirled around the fist, and it turned out to be slowly contracted, and finally turned into a palm-sized red flame cluster.

"Yan Cangquan!"

The flames shrank rapidly under the control of the ancient proverb, and in the next moment, he suddenly punched out. Driven by the fist wind, the shrunken flames swelled in an instant, like a roaring fire dragon, rushing towards the giant ding that fell head-on.

"This is my royal family's "Imperial Flame Formula" ......" Zhao Fu's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized the origin of this spiritual technique at a glance, as a spiritual general, he naturally knew something about the last time the spiritual art was robbed, but there was no royal clan's spiritual magic in it, so where did the ancient proverb come from?

Rumble!

The flames rose up like an angry dragon to the sky, and under the dull gaze of everyone, they actually burned most of the menacing giant tripod, and finally only half of the tripod roared down.

Two powerful spiritual techniques in a row failed to resist the attack of this cyan giant ding, and the ancient proverb was completely in trouble, and he had no choice but to use his hands to take this move.

Boom!

Half of the giant tripod fell, supported by the ancient proverb's hands, and because the falling force was too great, his legs were deeply sunk into the earth, and at this moment, he even felt that his legs and bones were broken, and the sharp pain in his heart hit his whole body, making his face full of cold sweat.

Shocked by the severe pain, Gu Yan gritted his teeth and shouted, and then his arms suddenly exerted force, slamming the half of the giant tripod towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was also a little stunned by the tenacity of the ancient proverb, but he was not simple after all, after reacting, he shattered the half of the giant tripod with one palm, and then his body moved, and he attacked the ancient proverb head-on. For the ancient proverb, he has long lost his heart of contempt, and in his heart, if this son is not removed, there will be endless troubles.

Looking at Xiao Yi, who attacked again, the ancient proverb had no power to resist, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Are you willing to die?" Looking at the ancient proverb that finally stopped resisting, Xiao Yi sneered, but there was a surge of green light in his hand, attacking him with a palm.

"Brother Gu Yan!" Zhao Mang and the others also cried out a little sadly when they saw this.

"Sure enough, there is still a gap!" Shen Yun looked at this scene expressionlessly, although he admired the ancient proverb, but he would not make a move, because this was the ancient proverb's own grievances, in his opinion, a good man must face any grievances and hatreds alone.

At this time, Mu Ying was already crying hoarsely, and she couldn't cry.

Under the gaze of everyone's different expressions, Xiao Yi's palm wind had already fallen on Gu Yan's body. However, at the same time as the palm wind fell, the ancient proverb suddenly opened his eyes, and in the depths of those eyes, there was a strange black light.

And surprisingly, the bloody scene did not appear.

This amazing palm fell on the ancient proverb, and the rich blue light overflowed, but where the palm wind was raging, wisps of weird black light quietly emerged, and the power of Xiao Yi's palm was swallowed by it, as if it was hitting cotton, and it had no effect at all.

"It's ......"

Mu Ying bit her red lip tightly, looked at the familiar black mang, and muttered.

The ancient proverb knows that although the strange black light has faded, it has not disappeared, but it is hidden in the depths of the tombstone, and it can be used for itself at the critical moment. Therefore, at this critical moment, he was forced to have no choice but to give it a go.

From being unable to cultivate the spirit to the current multi-attribute initiate, from being poisoned before but being safe, to now this weird black mang, the qiē that came out of the ancient proverb was too unbelievable, and Xiao Yi felt a trace of inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Abominable boy!" Feeling the spiritual power in his body flowing quickly along the palm of his hand, Xiao Yi scolded with a hideous face, raised his foot and slammed it on the lower abdomen of the ancient proverb, directly kicking him several feet away.

Being kicked on the lower abdomen, the ancient proverb spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and it seemed that every part of his body was in severe pain.

Looking at the ancient proverb that fell to the ground in pain, Xiao Yi walked over again with a hideous face, the matter has come to this, he has no way out, no matter what, he must leave the ancient proverb here forever.

Standing beside Gu Yan, Xiao Yi held his big hand, and a Aoki spear flashed in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, he directly picked the head of the gun, penetrated Gu Yan's body, and then suddenly made a force, picking up his whole person.

"Boy, if I can kill you with my own hands, you should be blind!"

There was a brief ups and downs in the consciousness of the ancient proverb, he only felt that he was hanging in the air, his body did not belong to him at all, and faintly, he could hear the helpless cry of a girl not far away......

"I can't die in this ......" A black light crawled in his eyes again, and the ancient proverb held the Aoki spear that ran through him with both hands, and there was a thunderbolt gathering in his palm.

"Thunder Moon!" The thunder soared, like a bright moon rising from the palm of the ancient proverb, and in the next moment, the thunder broke the spear and roared away at Xiao Yi.

"This is Xuanyun Pavilion's "Thunder Technique" ......" Zhao Fu's heart trembled again, the shock brought to him by the ancient proverbs one after another was incredible.

Xiao Yi was a little angry by the endless changes of the ancient proverb, and the green mangs in his palms converged, and he suddenly blasted out at the thunder in front of him.

At the same time, relying on the ancient proverb of the origin spiritual power to recover a little strength, he raised his hands with difficulty, and then quickly sealed, and at the moment when the attack in front of him collided, a pair of strange cold wings broke through the air and stretched out.

Thundered!

The thunder collided with Xiao Yi's palm wind, and the terrifying energy suddenly swept away like a storm.

And when that amazing energy swept away, the ancient proverb's wings fluttered, and he actually took off, staggering and flying away from mid-air.

"Xiao Yi, if the master can return alive, he will definitely take your dog's life one day!" The slightly miserable roar of the young man resounded in this mountain range, and finally echoed in this sky.