Sky dance, one or two styles

Yuan Wei's spiked attacks were overwhelming, sealing all of Han Jing's retreats, Han Jing didn't even think about dodging, his whole person stood there like a god of war, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it in the void. net

Han Jing's grasp was like an order, and hundreds of half-meter-diameter flurry balls quickly closed to the center, and when he was about to touch the first spike, Han Jing shouted, "Heavenly Dance One Style, Ring the Sky."

"Zizi Zizi"

Hundreds of dancing balls shattered at the same time, and the vibrating souls inside vented out, and when several flurry energies fused and gathered, a more vibrating soul energy made a sizzling sound.

Hundreds of chaotic dances erupted at the same time, and at this moment, under Han Jing's control, the chaotic dancing energy that erupted formed an impermeable annular force field, trapping Yuan Wei in it.

After entering the annular force field, the countless spikes of "Puff Puff" shattered one after another, turned into spiritual power, and under the shock of the force field, they returned to nothingness.

Han Jing's circular force field was like the strongest defense, no matter how powerful the spell was, it couldn't penetrate it, and in the blink of an eye, Yuan Wei's spikes had disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Han Jing's force field exploded the moment the spikes struck, and Yuan Wei didn't have time to control the spikes to stop, so he could only watch the spikes shatter.

"Hmph, carving insect tricks"

Yuan Wei snorted coldly, seeing that the spike was broken, he spewed out a mouthful of spiritual power again, and this spiritual power quickly turned into a golden giant sword, and then disappeared in a flash, instantly appeared at the edge of the force field, and the giant sword slashed straight down towards the force field.

"Zi" and "bang" sounded twice, the giant sword and the ring force field collapsed at the same time, and an explosion of fluctuations struck, countless energies splashed in all directions, and the entire space was filled with soul energy and spiritual power that had not yet dissipated.

When Yuan Wei spewed out spiritual power, Han Jing sneered, whether it was Xiao Bai's fire split, or Yuan Wei's red gold decision, or the more wood decision, weak water decision, and thick earth decision that had not yet been seen, they were all the five elements of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

This five-element method belongs to the attribute method, and it is also an extremely powerful method in the Yuan Infant Stage, even Han Jing does not dare to directly face this attribute energy, and must go through various methods to offset its power. But this strength comes with shortcomings.

The root of the Five Elements Formula is to integrate one's own spiritual power into the Yuan Infant, and then under the confinement of the Yuan Infant, it will be transformed into attribute spiritual power, but this kind of confinement is limited, and a Yuan Infant can only store a certain proportion of the attribute spiritual power with its own spiritual power, if it is too much, it will lead to the collapse of the spiritual power, and the attribute spiritual power will cause great damage to the monk's body.

That is to say, in a battle, if the attribute spiritual power has not been defeated after using the attribute spiritual power, then what awaits him will be defeat.

Han Jing's first thought was to use the special nature of the dance to restrain the attribute energy, and then constantly consume Yuan Wei's attribute spiritual power, at this time, seeing Yuan Wei spew out a piece of attribute spiritual power again, he began to secretly calculate.

Xiao Bai is also in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and through the battle with Xiao Bai, Han Jing roughly knows the total amount of attribute spiritual power, which is equivalent to one-tenth of the total spiritual power at most, and some are only one-twentieth of the less.

After the giant sword and the ring force field disappeared at the same time, Han Jing and Yuan Wei moved together.

Yuan Wei's heart began to change from anger to calm, Han Jing's difficulties were far beyond his imagination, at this moment, he put away his contempt and regarded Han Jing as an opponent who was enough to threaten him.

In the process of retreating backwards again, Yuan Wei played several magic tricks in his hand, and at the same time, the red gold spiritual power in his body continued to pour out from Yuan Ying, and in less than a breath, Yuan Wei once again condensed a one-meter diameter red metal spiritual power ball.

This spiritual power ball is very different from the previous spiritual power ball of a few meters in size, not only in terms of quality but also in quantity, the first attribute ball was formed by him mixing ordinary spiritual power, and the one in front of him was transformed by one-third of the red gold spiritual power in his body, although it was only one meter in size, but the density of this spiritual power was very amazing.

At the moment when Yuan Wei spit out the attribute spiritual power ball again, Han Jing was not idle, and as soon as his hand moved, one by one the dancing balls flew out of it, and this dancing ball and its spiritual power consumption, if it was an ordinary monk, it would not be able to use it too much.

But Han Jing was different, the soul energy in his body was several times more than that of the late Yuan Infant stage, all thanks to his indiscriminate cultivation back then.

When he was promoted to the Yudan, his soul energy was more than ten times more than that of an ordinary Yudan, and after thoroughly mastering the rune, the capacity of this rune was also several times more than that of the ordinary Yuanying Stage, so that he could use the flurry unscrupulously.

But despite this, Han Jing still used a half-meter diameter dance, and hundreds of dances appeared around Han Jing at the same time, at this moment, Han Jing's whole person rushed towards Yuan Wei, and behind him, hundreds of dances roared, as if Han Jing's tail.

"Mountains and Forests"

Yuan Wei didn't care about Han Jing's rush, what really made him care was those dancing balls behind Han Jing, the strange magic tricks that even the red gold spiritual power could break, if he was hit, Yuan Wei didn't know what would happen.

At this time, seeing Han Jing rushing again, he immediately turned the red gold spiritual power into a monster full of spikes, blocking between him and Han Jing, and the entire red gold spiritual power was like a hedgehog, pointing countless long spikes directly at Han Jing.

"Puff"

The two long thorns suddenly became longer, and they stabbed violently when Han Jing was approaching.

The moment these two long thorns became longer, those remaining long thorns seemed to be a little shorter, and Han Jing kicked his feet and skimmed to the side, and the chaotic dance behind him followed.

Crossing the two spikes, Han Jing just wanted to rush away, only to hear the sound of "poof" twice, and two more spikes rushed in, the original two spikes had not been withdrawn, and two more spikes were produced, at this moment, Han Jing obviously observed that the remaining spikes were one point shorter.

"I see" Han Jing immediately understood, when this spike became longer, it actually absorbed the rest of the long thorns, so that it could stretch.

But it was clear that Han Jing didn't dare to touch these long thorns at all, and the chill that penetrated everything emanating from the tip of the thorn made Han Jing feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Han Jing's hand-to-hand combat hates two kinds of monks the most, one is the monk in front of him, Yuan Wei, who obviously restrains him and can't attack in close quarters, and the other is the monk who runs extremely fast and can't get close.

However, Han Jing's speed is definitely fast among similar monks, and among the monks of the same level, he has not found anyone who can be faster than him, so at this time, Yuan Wei, the object that cannot be attacked in close quarters, is Han Jing's most troublesome enemy.

After trying a few times and still not being able to get close, Han Jing's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and he could feel that Yuan Wei was preparing something behind the spikes at this time.

Above the position where Yuan Wei was doing, a dangerous aura was constantly getting stronger, as if it was ready to break through the spikes at any time, rush out, and devour Han Jing.

No, I can't wait any longer, Han Jing made a decision in his heart, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more obvious, he couldn't let Yuan Wei be completely ready, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Han Jing withdrew a little, and then closed his hands virtually, revealing a finger-long distance in the middle, like a monk who wanted to close his palms and chant the scriptures

Suddenly, hundreds of dancing balls swarmed behind him, all of them turned into soul energy in front of his palms, fusing into his palms, and to outsiders, it was as if there were several blue energy bands in front of Han Jing, and these energy bands all converged towards his hands.

In just two breaths, hundreds of dancing balls disappeared, and in their place, a small ball with a diameter of only one foot between Han Jing's palms.

This small ball is extremely dark, as if one more glance can absorb all the eyes, Han Jing tried his best to control the small ball in his hand, but the small ball that fused out of the chaotic dance was extremely violent, Han Jing's hands trembled uncontrollably, as if he couldn't control it at any time.

The uneasiness in Han Jing's heart became stronger and stronger, at this time he couldn't care about anything else, he pushed forward with both hands, and the pitch-black ball did not collapse immediately, but slowly floated forward.

As soon as he let go of the pitch-black ball, Han Jing immediately fell towards the ground, his figure was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already landed on the pillar.

Just when Han Jing had just touched the ground, the uneasiness in his heart instantly erupted, turning into a sense of panic that he had never felt before, and at the same time, an eager voice passed through the formation and rang in his ears

"Be careful"

Han Jing was not in the mood to judge who was prompting at all, and as soon as his mind moved, the two magic techniques that had never been used before were issued

Just as Han Jing's ball of destruction floated around the spikes formed by the red gold spiritual power, the spikes suddenly opened a gap, and a spear emitting golden glow poked out of it.

This spear is no different from a normal spear, the same length and size, but the power contained in it is extremely terrifying, Yuan Wei instilled most of his red gold spiritual power into it, just to kill Han Jing with one blow.

Destruction floated near the red gold spiritual power, the spear was exposed, and Han Jing's two magic tricks were played, which happened almost at the same time, among the people watching the battle, the destruction exploded, and then the spear was shot.

A ripple that seemed to be composed of countless thin lines spread out to the surroundings, forming a fluctuating space with a diameter of ten meters, but the ripples of the thin lines disappeared instantly after expanding to a diameter of ten meters.

The burst of destruction was so short that it was almost an instant, and hundreds of dancing energies erupted within a radius of ten meters in diameter. The monks around him couldn't see the power in it

And the spear directly broke through the distance of space the moment before the burst broke out, and instantly appeared in Han Jing's chest, without any sound or any back force, as if the spear was originally on Han Jing's body, and the entire spear directly pierced his right chest, and there was not even a trace of blood on the spear.

Quiet, deathly silence, Han Jing and Yuan Wei's spells exploded almost at the same moment, both of them directly suffered each other's spells, but the strange thing was that both of them were motionless, and they didn't even blink their eyelids.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhou Yun's anxious voice came, but no one could answer her, she could only look at Han Jing anxiously.

After a while, Han Jing spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and then, his feet went soft, and the whole person fell softly.

"No~~~!"

Zhou Yun roared and was about to rush towards the formation, but a figure stopped in front of her.

"Looking for death" roared angrily, she was just about to shoot at the monk who stopped her, suddenly she wanted to see something, her body shook, and in the excitement, a voice reached her ears

"It's his fight, he didn't lose"

A man in white with tears on his face said lightly, when he spoke, although the man in white had tears in his eyes, his eyes showed a look of determination, this person was the white dragon.

Zhou Yun looked towards the formation again, although Han Jing had already laid down, his vitality had not been broken, but he seemed to be in a state of suspended animation.

Just when everyone thought that Han Jing had been defeated, the spikes in front of Yuan Wei suddenly slowly dissipated, as if the red gold spiritual power was made of powder, and when it was blown by the wind at this time, it immediately turned into dust.

With the collapse of spiritual power, Yuan Wei's figure appeared in the eyes of everyone, at this time, Yuan Wei threw with one hand, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel color, and his eyes were even more round, as if crazy, but there was no slightest agility in his eyes, and his whole person remained in this state, "bang", and fell to the ground.

The rest of the disciples thought about it almost at the same time, but it seemed that they had discovered that something was wrong, although Han Jing was lying down, he still had vitality, and Yuan Wei's vitality was full of life, but he also fell to the ground, and he didn't make a move for a long time.

Just when everyone was speculating, Han Jing moved, only to see him slowly get up from the ground, the whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and after sitting on the ground and gasping for a long time, Han Jing pulled out the spear on his chest little by little.

The "ding" spear landed on the ground with a crisp sound

Then Han Jing took out a few healing pills and began to heal on the spot.

During the whole process, Han Jing didn't even glance at Yuan Wei, and most of the other disciples' divine senses were blocked by the formation, and they couldn't find out the truth and reality, but he was in the middle of the formation, and Yuan Wei at this time was already dead in his eyes.

Although Yuan Wei said that his physical body was fine, the Yuan Infant and Divine Consciousness in his body had been shattered in the explosion of destruction, and Yuan Wei at this time was just an empty shell, and even the Yuan power in his body was also dissipated in the destruction.

Flurry, as a technique with no attack power, after being promoted to Heavenly Dance, turned into the Second Heavenly Dance, and finally burst out with infinite power in Han Jing's hands.

Outside the formation, everyone was silent, this battle deeply stimulated them, whether it was Han Jing in the early Yuan Infant period, or Yuan Wei in the middle Yuan Infant Period, the strength that broke out at the last moment was far beyond everyone's expectations.

It can be said that even Yuan Ying may not be able to defend against any of the two in the late Yuan Infant, and any of the last blows in this last blow plunged the entire space into a long silence, and no one urged Han Jing to leave there quickly, even Yuan Wei's brother, Yuan Feng, watched carefully in the final blow