Chapter 227: The Battle of Yang Hui
Plain text online reading site domain name "The priest of Dongluo is well-informed, and he recognizes its origin at a glance. The update is so fast. This fragment of the back armor of the armored beast is a 'trade' thing specially prepared by the boss for your department. With your technique, combined with the blood stains of the armored beast, it is enough to 'provoke' a blow equivalent to that of the Protoss Heavenly Master. If you have this thing, it will be enough to save your department from a bloody disaster. 'Yin' Yuan Ting smiled slightly. In his opinion, this 'trade' is nine out of ten. Originally, he didn't want to use the fragment of the back armor of the armored beast, but things turned out more than expected, forcing him to change his strategy. Dong Luo struggled for a long time, suddenly smiled, and sighed: "The conditions offered by the envoy are indeed heartwarming. It's just that we only have one cold crane egg in the Ice Crane Department, and we can't take out anything else, if the envoy is patient enough, he can wait until the next one to 'trade'. ” Giving the Ice Crane Egg to Bing Ran can only be exchanged for a day's full food for the tribe, which seems to be very uneconomical, but if Dong Qi can become a disciple of Shenwang Mountain, the Ice Crane Department will be protected by Shenwang Mountain, compared to this, just one Ice Crane Egg is nothing. "Captain Yin, why bother talking nonsense with them, in Yang's opinion, they didn't plan to take out the ice crane eggs at all. Yang Hui, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said coldly. Deng An was surprised to understand what the other party meant. This remark may seem reckless, but in fact it is very skillful, and when the 'exchange' negotiations between the two sides reach an impasse, if it is supplemented by force of pressure, it is much more 'likely' to succeed than to blindly negotiate conditions. However, Deng An always felt that Dong Luo had no intention of giving away the ice crane eggs at all. Of course, 'Yin' Yuan Ting also understood, and did not say anything to stop Yang Hui. "Do you want to come hard? Dong Li snorted coldly and stood up. "You're not my opponent!" Yang Hui's soul suddenly exuded a fierce aura, causing the clansmen of the Ice Crane Tribe, all of them involuntarily retreated again and again. Dong Li only felt as if he was in a sea of swords, and there were bursts of stinging pain from various parts of his body, and there was even a weak pressure that forced him to take a step back. [ Lots ] He looked at Yang Hui again, with a faint hint of fear in his eyes. On the side of the Ice Crane Division, only Bing Ran and Dong Luo were not affected in any way. "Dongli, step aside, and let the old man learn the skills of this messenger. Looking at Yang Hui, Dong Luo took a gentle half step forward with a trace of solemnity and worry in his eyes. At this moment, he cannot show weakness in the slightest, and showing weakness means giving in. The other party's purpose is already very clear, but Bing Ran seems to have been holding back, which shows that Bing Ran's injury is even more serious than he imagined, and Bing Ran will not make a move unless it is absolutely necessary. When Dong Luo took a step, his lips moved slightly, and the snow 'flowers' falling in the sky suddenly disappeared out of thin air as they flew around his body, and immediately, grains of ice slag appeared, and they flew between him and Yang Hui like a streamer. The clansmen of the Ice Crane Tribe, immediately felt a lightness in front of them, and the huge pressure brought to them by Yang Hui disappeared, and at the same time, there was also a tingling sensation on their bodies. "You are qualified to fight with me!" Yang Hui's face still didn't show the slightest expression, but in his eyes, he flickered slightly, and he was filled with a strong battle intent. When his words fell, a brown 'colored' flying sword quickly flew out of his soul body. Deng An's eyes flashed, and his gaze fell on the flying sword. The material used in this flying sword is obviously not from the Netherworld, and when it appears, there is no change on the surface, but its grade is not high, and it is a low-grade underworld weapon. Deng An had long heard that Jin Feng was good at the art of imperial swords, so he deliberately paid attention. Although it is impossible to learn the complete Imperial Method, even if he learns some fur, it will be of great benefit to him. "This flying sword was specially prepared by Yang for his trip to the Flowing Cold Realm, and it has not been used so far, and Priest Dong Luo will be the first sword test stone after Yang came to the Flowing Cold Realm. ” Yang Hui snorted lightly, and a dark force was injected into the brown 'colored' flying sword, and the body of the flying sword immediately glowed with a faint black light, and the tip of the sword let out a soft sound after a shake. "Good sword!" Dong Luo couldn't help but exclaim, and his cloudy eyes also surged with a strong battle intent, and he laughed in a low voice: "It is an honor for Lao Qiao to be able to become the 'sword test stone' of the messenger. Just let the old decay see, is it my bones that are hard, or your flying sword is sharp. ” Yang Hui's finger moved forward, and the flying sword trembled slightly, leaving only an illusory form, and its body had already flown more than ten zhang away, stabbing straight at Dong Luo. Seeing this, Dong Luo's palm was raised, and a blood-colored stone was thrown out by him. When it left the palm of Dong Luo's hand, it immediately turned into a mountain stone of more than ten zhang and crashed head-on into the flying sword. Yang Hui's expression did not change at all, as if he had expected it, and quickly changed a magic technique, the flying sword instantly split into two, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, they flickered for a while, and then separated to the left and right, trying to bypass the blocking mountain rocks and continue to attack Dong Luo. After chanting a few short spells, Dong Luo's arms suddenly opened, and the boulder in front of him also split into two, blocking the attack with two flying swords. One high and one low, after two sounds, one flying sword was bounced back, and the other flying sword pierced directly into the mountain stone, cutting off part of it, and it turned invisible. Deng An looked at the flying sword being sacrificed by Yang Hui again, and the strange 'color' in his eyes was even stronger, and in Yang Hui's hands, the power of this flying sword was fully exerted. Moreover, the 'manipulation' control technique of one real and one virtual is obviously an extremely clever way to control the sword. After Dong Luo dissolved the Void and Reality Flying Sword, he was also secretly afraid in his heart, just now, he saw that that one was real and that was false, according to normal understanding, it must be that the real sword was more powerful, but, for the sake of prudence, he divided the bloodstone into two identical parts, and it was this decision that made him lucky enough to stop the Void Sword and not be injured by it. Seeing that the opponent's attack was sharp, Dong Luo didn't give Yang Hui another chance to attack, and immediately drove the two mountain rocks to counterattack. Under his spell, the two small mountain stones quickly merged into one, and a thick blood light appeared, and a tiger head gradually conjured up. It roared in the sky, and although it did not make a sound, it could reach the depths of its soul. For the meditatives present, this sound was even more intimidating. Yang Feng's face changed slightly, his palm swept over the soul body, and he took out a palm-sized stone tablet, and with the injection of spiritual power, a thick yellow light quickly rose on its surface. Dong Luo drove the mountain rocks, as if smashed into a quagmire. Its sinking momentum was not only blocked, but when he tried to drive the mountain stone to attack in another direction, there was an extremely strong adhesion in the yellow light, making it difficult for the mountain stone to get out of trouble in a short time. Deng An immediately saw that the stone chip was a medium-grade defensive underworld weapon, and the material should come to the Netherworld, because in just a moment, some fine spots appeared on its surface. However, Yang Feng did not feel any pain about this, and took advantage of the gap between the mountains and rocks to drive the flying sword to attack Dong Luo again. Seeing the flying sword coming, Dong Luo hurriedly recited a few spells, and the surrounding flying snow, as if summoned by him, flew down in front of him one after another, forming an ice shield. Under one attack and one defense, one person and one ghost fought in one place. Cultivators of the Protoss need to rely on flesh and blood to perform spells. There are two ways to implement it. One is more introverted, nourishing the flesh and blood with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, so that the 'flesh' body has strong defense and attack power. The other is more outward-looking, using blood as an introduction and spells and runes as a carrier to gain the ability to drive the power of heaven and earth. These two forms of cultivation are similar to the physical cultivation and Dharma cultivation among monks. In terms of the potential of the two cultivation methods, the latter not only has more room for improvement, but can also exert greater power, and has a higher status among the various tribes. The high-level cultivators of the Protoss basically chose the way of release. Since it was the first time he had seen the Protoss Earth Master use spells, Deng An observed it very carefully, hoping to learn from it and gain something. All the laws in the world are all in one sect, and no matter how different the cultivation methods are between the various life forms, there is only one purpose, that is, to break the shackles between heaven and earth and firmly control their own destiny in their own hands. Deng An gradually discovered that the bloodstone in Dong Luo's hand, when used, would have a trace of red light integrated into the heaven and earth, almost the same as when they borrowed the power of heaven and earth with their spiritual power. He only has a soul body now, so naturally it is impossible for him to comprehend the subtlety. As for Dong Luo's spell technique, it was very different from the spell he practiced. However, it is impossible to say what the difference is, with his current knowledge. However, he always felt something familiar about them, but he couldn't remember them for a while. At this time, the 'engagement' between Yang Hui and Dong Luo was already white-hot. Suddenly, Dong Luo let out a low cry and spurted out a mouthful of blood. However, the blood did not fall on the snow, but gathered together at a very fast speed to form a blood-red hexagonal pattern, which in appearance looked exactly like the falling snow 'flowers'. This pattern instantly disintegrated, turning into a cloud of blood mist, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the blood dust that makes up the blood mist is actually a tiny hexagonal blood bead. After only a few moments, this blood mist formed a huge whirlpool, and the snow 'flowers' and the wind in the sky flew towards it as if a hundred rivers were returning to the sea. Subsequently, Deng An's face couldn't help but change greatly. Because when the whirlpool was formed, he involuntarily floated a few steps forward, in addition to the 'Yin' Yuan Ting, Fang Yongsheng and Yan Wei were the same. Deng An hurriedly released the condensation breath, and only then did he barely stabilize the soul body. They are far away, but even so, Yang Hui's situation is naturally even worse, at this moment, he is being pulled towards the whirlpool in front of him by a huge suction force. As the distance approached, the pull grew stronger. Yang Hui tried to escape the area, but all attempts were to no avail. He could feel that the power of the vortex was enough to shatter his soul body and soul core. He did not panic because of the approaching crisis, but his face 'revealed' a trace of excitement. --63541+dsuaahhh+25507649--& ... ...