Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 1110 Unpredictable Prophet!
The light of the Shaoyang Buddha forms a broad guiding path.
As the awakened sword momentum reached the realm of "half-step void breaking", the power of this finger was much stronger than before.
And this is also the strongest attack that can be played in the hurry of awakening.
Life and death are silent, and no one dares to have reservations.
"Snort!"
The rusty iron sword cut the Shaoyang Buddha light in half, and it was like a broken bamboo, killing and awakening.
"Get out of the way!"
Su Xing grabbed Wang Ji and Jiang Qiao'er with both hands, and his body was like a big peng spreading its wings, moving rapidly backwards, but the speed of the Half-Saint of the Qianyuan was faster, and the distance between them quickly narrowed.
Step by step, step by step.
"Brother Su, let go of me, I'll buy you time to breathe. Wang Ji roared angrily, wanting to rush forward, he was ready to risk his own life to gain a buffer time for awakening, so as to turn passive into active.
"Wake up, you let go of me, I'm not afraid of death. "Jiang Qiaoer and Wang Ji have exactly the same idea.
However, both of them were caught by the awakening, and they shouted, "Don't be impulsive. ”
The Rusty Iron Sword was getting closer and closer to his heart, and he woke up and let go of Wang Ji and Jiang Qiao'er, and pushed them away, and after doing all this, he grabbed the Rusty Iron Sword with both hands again.
At this moment, the rusty iron sword was less than an inch away from his heart.
At the last moment, life hangs by a thread!
Wang Ji and Jiang Qiao'er almost didn't dare to look at it.
The faces of the other people on the deck who were in a panic also changed drastically, "The four disciples of the dignified Tianji Saint King are about to die in this assassination?"
The left and right double saints crossed their arms to watch the fire from the other side, neither helping the demi-saint of the plain, nor preventing his assassination, and the two of them couldn't help but look forward to the depths of their eyes.
If he wakes up and dies, there will be no decisive battle on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and Li Jingyi will be no threat.
"Snort!"
The sword qi sliced through the clothes, and the iron sword pierced through the skin, and kept going deeper until the blood-stained blade was revealed from the awakened back.
This sword still pierces the awakening before and after.
Even if he held the iron sword in both hands, he couldn't stop the iron sword from continuing to pierce in, and the power contained in the iron sword was particularly majestic, and he couldn't mobilize all his strength to resist it in a hurry.
This is the sorrow of those who are slain by the assassination.
Often before the strength of a body has been exerted, it has already died.
However, the awakening did not die.
Although he couldn't stop the iron sword from piercing, he made the direction of the iron sword change slightly, and the sword that originally pierced the heart was offset to the lower left abdomen.
A sharp pain swept away, and countless sword qi roared in the awakening body, but he didn't even frown, and his pupils were calm.
"Boom!"
Su Xing let go of the hand holding the sword, ran the cultivation, and slapped it out with one palm, so closely, the Primordial Demi-Saint couldn't dodge at all, and was bombarded on the chest by this palm.
The majestic power erupted like a torrent, and the body of the Qiangyuan Demi-Saint was knocked out, and the rusty iron sword was withdrawn from the awakening body.
"Snort!"
At the wound, blood gushed out, and two thumb-thick blood arrows appeared in front and back.
Take advantage of the enemy's illness and ask for the enemy's life!
Both the Awakening and the Plains Half-Saint were well aware of the truth, and at this time, they didn't care about their injuries at all, and rushed towards each other one after another.
The two were not far away, and the two figures collided almost instantly.
The Half-Saint of the Plain was holding a rusty iron sword, almost staring at it, even if the awakened body reached the "Holy Bone Realm", he still did not dare to face the attack.
In the depths of his pupils, countless golden runes lit up, and the consummation-level "Holy Light Eye" activated, and suddenly, the actions of the Divine Plains Demi-Saint slowed down his eyes infinitely.
Between the lightning and flint, Su Xing dodged sideways, brushed against the rusty iron sword that stabbed straight in, and immediately pointed out, and the extremely sharp finger force pierced the chest of the Plain Half-Saint.
"Bang!"
The figures of the two staggered by, half of the shoulders of the half-saint of the Qianyuan collapsed, and the blood instantly stained half of the body.
This kind of physical self-healing speed can be called terrifying.
"What a demon, in the face of the assassination of a demi-saint, he is still in danger, and he still has a trace of the upper hand!"
Undoubtedly, the result of this confrontation was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
The light in the eyes of the two saints in the left hand condensed, and they glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.
How terrible was the assassination of the demi-saint?
Especially the rusty iron sword in the hand of the Half-Saint of the Plains, it is even more unstoppable.
However, Awakening actually avoided the blade.
If you are an ordinary person, you will never be able to do it.
And the speed that Awakening showed just now was not outrageously fast, and the most bizarre thing was that the Primordial Demi-Saint seemed to be deliberately releasing water and deliberately letting the sword edge deviate.
This is naturally impossible.
How could an assassination with a mortal heart be released?
On the contrary, he woke up, and just now he had a bit of an unpredictable prophetic taste, as if he had predicted in advance, and the trajectory of the sword of the Half-Saint of the Plains had made a dodge action in advance so that he could calmly avoid it.
And this is precisely the terrifying thing about the perfection-level "Holy Light Eye", seeing through the illusion and understanding the ten thousand laws, allowing the caster to respond in advance.
At this moment, the left and right twin saints even had an impulse to join the occupation and join forces with the Rimplain Half-Saint to kill the awakening.
They clenched their fists, but in the end they didn't choose to do so.
The demi-saint of the Qianyuan chose to assassinate, whether he succeeded or not, he was bound to die, and the left and right shuangsheng didn't want to end up like that, to put it bluntly, they were just protectors, not Li Jingyi's slaves, and they couldn't take their lives for this.
The confrontation between the Awakening and the Primordial Demi-Saint continues.
With the help of the consummation-level "Holy Light Eye", Awakening can always judge the trajectory of the moves of the Half-Saint of the Plains in advance, so as to avoid the edge of the Rusty Iron Sword, and sometimes find an opportunity to injure the Half-Saint of the Plains.
If this continues, the assassination of the Primordial Demi-Saint will definitely fail.
Wang Ji and Jiang Qiao'er ascended to the top floor and wanted to inform the Fengxing De-Saint, but when the Fengxing Demi-Saint and Zixiao Saint Son were arguing, they created a powerful aura that prevented them from approaching.
However, in fact, without Jiang Qiao'er and Wang Ji's notice, the popular half-saint found out that something was wrong. It's just that he and Li Jingyi are arguing, and there is no way to interrupt it temporarily, and the only way to get out is to crush and defeat Li Jingyi.
"What a Zixiao Holy Son, he actually used himself as bait to make me unable to get out? Hmph, then I want to see how long you can resist me. ”
In order to cultivate to reach the realm of the popular half-saint and the purple sky saint, the Tao no longer needs to be communicated through words, but an invisible soul confrontation.
The soul of the popular half-saint, like the vast sea, suddenly erupted at this moment, and suddenly set off a monstrous wave, compared to Li Jingyi, who was like a lonely boat, hit by the terrifying waves, and looked crumbling.
But Li Jing was a genius for a day, and his mental firmness was extraordinary, and he actually persevered and did not let his own boat break.
"Well, I'll leave you alone for now. ”
The Fengxing De-Saint was a little unwilling, but compared to dealing with Li Jingyi, the most important thing at the moment was obviously to help wake up. The terrifying waves suddenly softened, forming a heavy overlapping thrust, slowly forcing Li Jingyi's small boat back to the edge of the sea.