Chapter 57: The Power of Xuanyin

A hand knife in his hand was shattered by Xuan Yin's spear, and Yao Yu's face was a little unsightly.

"The monk still has to rely on his own cultivation, and how long can he succeed by relying on external forces!"

Haruka snorted coldly, and the figure standing in place suddenly dissipated like a shadow.

Xuan Yin secretly said that it was not good, turned around and stabbed out a spear, and I don't know when Yao Yu had already appeared behind him, and his palm turned into a claw and pulled it towards his back.

This spear forced Yao Yu back just right, and Xuan Yin himself also retreated rapidly, and his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

If it weren't for the subconscious turn back and a spear just now, then once it was caught by the claw of Yao Yu, the entire backbone could be pulled out.

At this moment, how could there be an ancestral soldier in hand, and Xuan Yin was not sure that he could deal with Yaoyu.

The methods of the Great Monk Jindan were somewhat beyond the expectations of him, a god-transforming monk, and he had never seen the Jindan monk make a move before, and he was completely unaware of the methods of the Jindan.

Pity!

One claw missed, Yao Yu said secretly, if Xuan Yin hadn't reacted fast enough, the victory and defeat would have been decided just now.

When I reached the realm of Jindan, I had already preliminarily touched the structure of the space, and even if I first entered Jindan, I could use the space to achieve the effect of displacement.

The claw of Yao Yu just now was issued with spatial displacement, but he didn't expect to be blocked by Xuan Yin.

If you don't attack for a long time, there will be mistakes and omissions.

Xuan Yin was well aware of this truth, so this time he made the first move, and the war spear burst out with a magnificent force.

Where the strength passed, the earth cracked, and a deep ravine spread from under Xuanyin's feet.

Yao Yu's body did not move, and a punch slammed out, and the surging mana surged, bombarding the strength.

With a loud bang, the fist power dissipated the strength of the bang, and it also canceled it out.

On the earth, by the impact of two strong forces, a large pit was formed.

Knowing that this blow could not cause damage to Haruka, Xuan Yin had expected it and killed it as soon as his strength dissipated.

Seeing that a god dared to take the lead in attacking him, Yao Yu was also angry, and he did not retreat or avoid it.

Xuan Yin's tactics were created by his fusion of the tactics handed down from the tribe, as well as some of his own experiences.

Although as the patriarch, Xuan Yin has always been on the front line of the Xuan tribe's external battles, and after countless bloody battles, he has only practiced this killing method.

There are no bells and whistles in this tactic, and every move is aimed at killing the enemy, or exchanging the lightest injuries for the more serious injuries of the enemy.

In addition, the momentum between the enemy is also an important factor, and this tactic that has been cultivated after a lot of combat and killing is also unique in terms of momentum.

Therefore, as soon as Xuan Yin came out, he was full of killing intent, and his fighting intent was high, and after cooperating with the first patriarch in his hand, and the war spear that had been full of the blood of the demon clan for many years, the killing intent was even more condensed, and the power of the shot increased by seven points.

Yao Yu smiled disdainfully, and at the same time he made a move, he still had the strength to speak: "The fighting spirit is good, but it's a pity that the realm is too low, and it can't be made up for by the treasure of the mere tactics." ”

Being able to become the patriarch of the Tianma clan is even more of a distant companion of the Jindan Great Monk, and he has also been baptized by countless killings.

As the first living beings in heaven and earth, Haruka spent time in killing since the day he was conceived, until he ruled the Tianma clan and became the patriarch of the patriarch, so he didn't have to do everything to make a move, so he stopped slightly.

But not making a move does not mean that his combat power has weakened, on the contrary, after years of precipitation, his combat power has improved even more.

With one move and one move by the two of them, a radius of a hundred miles was affected, and within a radius of ten miles, there was an intertwined mana surging, tearing any creature that dared to break into this range.

The people of the Tianma clan and the Xuan tribe retreated dozens of miles away before they could withstand the aftermath.

And because Xuan Yin led people out to intercept the Tianma clan, the territory of the Xuan tribe was also quite far away from this aftermath, although it was also affected a little, but it would not be destroyed by this aftermath.

As time passed, Haruka's silent battle intent was gradually being rejuvenated, and the sleeping beast was waking up, and the power of the attack was becoming more and more powerful.

Xuan Yin's battle intent began to be suppressed by Yao Yu, so he had to be a little unable to exert it.

The situation is not good for Xuanyin, and victory is tilted in Haruka's favor.

Xuan Yin knew in his heart that although he had ancestral soldiers in his hands, he was not a real Jindan after all, and he had Jindan-level combat power but he only had a god, and after a long battle, defeat was inevitable.

However, Xuan Yin did not have the slightest intention of retreating, he was the patriarch of the Xuan tribe, and behind him were the tribesmen, he could be defeated and die, but he could never retreat, let alone escape.

However, at this time, the faith power accumulated in the war spear over the years was rapidly depleting, and the spear body, which was already full of cracks, had invisibly increased by several ways, and the entire war spear seemed to be about to be shattered at any time.

Fight! Fight!

Xuan Yin didn't care about it, his fighting spirit faintly rose, and his shots became more and more aggressive, and his speed became faster and faster.

However, a wisp of white appears from the roots of the hair and has a tendency to spread.

"If you dare to burn your blood, you will definitely die after this battle!"

Yao Yu was furious, and slammed the war spear away with one punch, feeling frightened that Xuan Yin was so ruthless.

You must know that the Divine Transformation Monk has a lifespan of 5,000 years, and it can be accurately seen from the eyes of Yao Yu that Xuan Yin has only been more than 200 years old.

There are still more than 4,700 years of life, and in these two thousand years, it is enough for Xuanyin to step from the god to the true self, and then he will be able to increase his life by 10,000 yuan.

Don't look at Xuan Yin's current power of attack, even he feels pressure, but at that time, as a result of Xuan Yin burning his own essence blood, the more essence blood is consumed, the faster the longevity will pass, and it may even be squandered directly.

And now a god-transforming monk with a lifespan of more than 4,000 years has gray hair, obviously Shouyuan has a great consumption.

In this case, Xuan Yin was obviously determined to stop him.

Until now, Yao Yu has to admire Xuan Yin a little, he can do such a great thing.

You must know that with the war spear in hand, if Xuan Yin wants to leave, Haruka is not sure that he can stop him.

Xuan Yin's hair was already half white, and there was no pause in the offensive when he heard this: "With me, the Tianma clan can't kill anyone in the Xuan tribe." ”

"Okay, I'll see how much essence blood longevity you have to consume. ”

Yao Yu has already made a full shot, and as soon as Jin Dan is completed, it is equivalent to casting the foundation of the Great Dao, and his gestures have unparalleled power.

Each blow consumes immeasurable mana, but the mana recovery of the Jindan Realm is also extremely fast, so after so many long times, Yao Yu still has nearly eighty percent of his mana in his body.

On the other hand, Xuan Yin's mana has long been exhausted, and every blow now is played at the cost of essence blood.