Chapter 52: Impermanence
"Hit it. ”
“?”
The Dao Sword in Lin Jiayin's hand was almost not steady, he turned his head to look at Ying Yuan with an indifferent face, and slowly typed a question mark.
Ying Yuan saw that his face was full of doubts, and suddenly slapped his forehead, and woke up like a dream:
"Forget you're a spicy chicken. ”
"If I raise my hand, it's a knife!" Lin Jiayin was furious, "It's obvious that what you said is too lightly, okay!
"There is nothing wrong with the first day of the day, there is still a tie in the second day of the day, and at least there is no problem with the third day of escaping. Ying Yuan analyzed very rationally, "The premise is that you won't hold me back." ”
“???”
Lin Jiayin's mind was full of question marks, they hadn't seen each other for many years, what about the modest young man back then? Why did it become like this.
"Let's go, cultivation can only temper oneself if you are constantly in adversity. Ying Yuan said lightly, but his words were full of confidence. For a moment, Lin Jiayin was in a trance, as if he saw what the master taught them:
"On the way to cultivate the truth, only by going against the current and advancing in the face of difficulties can we create a supreme avenue. ”
"Okay, then I'll accompany you to break through......"
Before Lin Jiayin finished speaking, suddenly a person from the sky came with a sword, with long hair fluttering, white clothes, like a fairy, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Lin Jiayin's fifth senior sister Liao Xingyue.
"Little junior brother can be regarded as having found you. ”
"Senior sister, what's wrong?"
"Meet Senior Sister Liao. Ying Yuan saluted respectfully.
"It's too late to explain, let's go!"
Liao Xingyue nodded, and promised Yuan, then grabbed Lin Jiayin's hand and rose to the sky. Ying Yuan, who was stunned, watched the two fly away.
"What's the situation?"
I really didn't understand what was going on, and Ying Yuan didn't think much about it. He is such a person, if he doesn't understand, he doesn't think about it, and it saves headaches.
"Let's go, start here, forge your path to godhood. ”
The voice of the purple pupil sounded slowly, Ying Yuan nodded, pulled out the thunder shadow, and began to enter the range of the trial peak.
The Trials Peak is one of the most wooded peaks, and many elders have set it up as one of the testing grounds for this reason. There are a total of ten large and small forest trial grounds, each of which has a unique mechanism and corresponding spirit beasts, which tests the disciple's reflexes and adaptability.
However, at this time, those ur traitors should not be in the trial ground, but on the road leading to the halfway up the mountainside, as well as halfway up the mountain and the top of the mountain, there is a rest area for the trial disciples to rest, and the top of the mountain is a large hall, and the rest in the hall is the elders who are responsible for supervising the trial peak.
"There are seven infancy traitors hiding in the woods on the left, and three infancy traitors are disguised in the bushes on the right. ”
The purple pupil could already emanate his perception in Ying Yuan's body, and under his perception, all disguise and stealth were meaningless.
"Ten Thousand Tribulations, Candle Sky Demon Thunder!"
Ying Yuan raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the wind thunder rolled, and he waved thousands of thunderbolts towards the woods in front of him, and the dense thunder and lightning engulfed all the area, and the seven five-pattern Yuan infant traitors were killed by the thunder before they could even react to what was going on.
"Whoosh!"
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the traitors in disguise on the right jumped out one after another, holding a bright big knife in their hands, and by reflecting the light, Ying Yuan also saw a green light on the big knife, which was smeared with poison on the blade.
"The first style of the Sanqing swordsmanship, the world is turbid. ”
Ying Yuan raised his sword, drew a Tai Chi under his feet, and the momentum began to condense, and the three people and three swords sealed all the ways of Ying Yuan's advance and retreat.
"Boom!"
One sword was worth three knives, and Ying Yuan blocked the attack of the three, but he didn't stop yet.
"The second style of the Sanqing Sword Technique, the green lotus burns the light. ”
"Buzz!"
Ying Yuan's figure seemed to move in an instant, and he didn't seem to understand, around him, one after another green lotuses bloomed, and among the green lotuses, there was a heroic righteousness!
"Bang!"
The heroic righteousness in the green lotus exploded, shaking back all the traitors who were suppressed in Ying Yuan's three sides, Ying Yuan took a step forward, held the thunder shadow back, raised his sword finger with one hand, and all the green lotuses spread out, turning into ordinary floating petals.
"The third style of the Sanqing Sword Technique, strolling through the lotus!"
The three people who landed on the ground looked up and saw the petals flying in the sky, and among the petals, the long sword wielded by the elegant man flashed and flashed, and in a blink of an eye, they suddenly felt a pain in their chest, and when they looked down, they saw a sword sinking into their chest.
"Sting. ”
Ying Yuan's figure reappeared, he squandered the blood on the sword, and looked at the three people who fell to the ground in amazement, these people had no chance to contact the Sanqing Sword Technique, so naturally they didn't know how to resist. The third style of the Sanqing swordsmanship uses the flying of lotus petals to create an illusion and wait for the opportunity to kill the enemy with a sword.
"Wonderful, worthy of being a disciple of the Force. ”
In the green alley, a man in a black and red robe, wearing a grimace mask, walked up to Ying Yuan while clapping his hands.
"You are?"
"Let me introduce myself, the tenth impermanence of the impermanence department, the white stop cold. Bai Zhihan's voice carried a sense of pride, "It's also the one who wants to take your head." ”
This is what many people have said. Ying Yuan clenched the thunder shadow in his hand, although this body did not exude any aura, but the sense of oppression brought by it was heavier than the Qianyuan he had met before!
"I'm not like the crap. You are my one hundred and twenty-sixth trophy, and I will be very careful to perfectly peel off your head and your skin, along with your soul. ”
As soon as the words fell, Bai Zhihan's figure suddenly disappeared! The next moment, a ghost face appeared in front of Ying Yuan, Ying Yuan was shocked, this person's speed was too fast!
But the next moment, Ying Yuan's eyes froze, and he suddenly turned around and returned to Ma Yijian!
"Boom!"
The flames were shining, Bai Zhihan's movements froze slightly, and then his figure disappeared again. Ying Yuan took a deep breath, and thunder and lightning were attached to his body, and the thunder and lightning became an armor, protecting his vital parts.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In a few breaths, the two have exchanged several times, and Ying Yuan can also see clearly that this person's weapon is a pair of steel claws, and the black gas attached to the steel claws makes his attack more rapid, and several times Ying Yuan's thunder armor has been scratched by this pair of steel claws.
"You're so slow!"
Bai Zhihan laughed, and suddenly stopped flashing his body, but rushed straight towards Ying Yuan, and the moment he rushed, Bai Zhihan's figure was divided into three, and the three breaths rushed towards Ying Yuan together, this is not an afterimage, it is a clone!
"Ten Thousand Tribulations, Shocking Thunder!"
Ying Yuan jumped up and handed over the fierce thunder in mid-air, and the violent thunder in the sky plummeted, hitting the land into potholes, and Bai Zhihan's two clones were also hit by the thunder and dissipated.
"A thunderous blow, the whole thing will be determined!"
"Boom!"
The thunder spear rushed down with a sky-breaking momentum, and a large amount of black gas flashed from Bai Zhihan's body, which turned out to be a black spear, and the two of them collided together, setting off a huge wave of qi.
"Come again!"
Ying Yuan laughed, his momentum climbed to the peak again, he let go of the thunder gun, his figure flashed, and he rushed to Bai Zhihan with ten thousand thunderbolts. When Bai Zhihan thought of the gun, Ying Yuan dared to take the initiative to let go, rushed to him, and in a hurry, he had to condense all the black qi in front of him, looking at Ying Yuan's fist wrapped in thunder, and rushed with one punch!
"Bang!"
Ying Yuan punched in front of the black qi, scattering all the black qi that was blocked, and at the same time, the momentum of his fist did not decrease at all, and he continued to fight towards Bai Zhihan.
"The ghost is heavy!"
The little time when the black qi blocked Ying Yuan was enough for Bai to stop the cold and react, and he came behind Ying Yuan in an instant, raising the steel claw to Ying Yuan's back!
Under the crisis, a blue light rushed in, and a sword split Bai Zhihan's attack, while protecting Ying Yuan's back.
"Thunderbolt!"
Ying Yuan, who had retracted his strength, turned around and held the thunder shadow behind him, and drew a lightning flash, the lightning speed was already too fast to be caught, but in just an instant, it pierced through Bai Zhihan's protective black qi and pierced his skin.
"Not good!"
Bai Zhihan's heart was vigilant, he hurriedly flashed, trying to distance himself from Ying Yuan, but unexpectedly, his figure shook violently halfway, and he couldn't move anymore, and a wave of paralysis touched his muscles, fixing him there.
"Thunder Lock, Nine Heavens Thunder Jiao Lock Array!"
Ying Yuan opened his hand and pulled it, and the thunder around Bai Zhihan was instantly filled with thunder, and those thunders turned into thick chains, trapping Bai Zhihan inside.
"One sword, one thought!"
Ying Yuan slashed two swords at Bai Zhihan, who couldn't move, and the sharp blades broke through the black qi of his protective body, cutting off his hands.
"Ahhhh
The sharp pain stimulated Bai Zhihan, and he screamed in pain, listening to the heavy sound of the steel claw falling to the ground, and at that moment he panicked. Having slaughtered more than many innocent people, he finally developed an emotion called fear at that moment.
"Don't kill me, please don't kill me......"
After a sound of wind, all the sound came to an abrupt end.