Zhang Qian is in danger and has shown his defeat.

However, Yang Jiye couldn't see a trace of relaxation on his face, his expression was as calm as ever, and his brows were slightly locked, so he looked a little dignified, although the sword of the dead was controlled by the instrument, but when the strength was exhausted, it had been supported to the limit at this time, if it weren't for Yang Jiye's use of the "Huangquan Demon Sutra". The Eight Bitter Soul Refining Mantra 'is hard and hard to force each other, the machine spirit has long been passive and slack, and the sword momentum is naturally stagnant, although there is Huangquan Biluo Great True Qi around, even if there is no sword of the dead to force each other, it is difficult for Zhang Qian to pose a threat to him, but let this person have a chance to breathe, this battle is not yet known to last until long, and it is not appropriate to entangle now, lest the Yangshan Xiaodongtian reinforcements arrive, and there will be branches.

This kind of persecution of the machine spirit is also an extremely dangerous move, not only is it easy to damage the sword of the afterlife, but it is also easy to be eaten by the machine spirit.

But Yang Jiye is also helpless, this latent patience is too amazing, and the pure yang true qi in his body is also strong and terrifying, if he swaps roles with each other, he estimates that he has already exhausted his vitality and died.

"Yangshan Xiaodongtian is really wealthy, how many Pure Yang Great Dans does this person carry. ”

Yang Jiye's heart was secretly worried, and at the same time, his five fingers were knotted, pinched into a strange handprint, the pure yang vitality in his body was violently consumed, and a strange brilliance escaped from his fingertips, floating into the void and disappeared without a trace, and then appeared in the sword of the dead, and wrapped around the three-headed, six-armed, hunchbacked, deformed-looking instrument spirit, like a poisonous snake letter, with a burst of palpitating breath, 'Eight Bitter Soul Refining Mantra' is a spell in the Huangquan Demon Sutra that specializes in torturing the soul, the so-called eight sufferings are life, old age, sickness, death, resentment, Love is parting, can't begging, the five aggregates are blazing, if the soul is entangled, life is better than death. Life is like a year, and it is miserable.

Now that the machine spirit has been exhausted, but the situation has not yet stabilized, Yang Jiye can only use this method to force the machine spirit to continue to contribute.

His instrument spirit was forcibly refined and condensed by the souls of the three immortals, erasing all consciousness, and he only had a simple subordinate relationship with him, and there was no adaptation to his own will at all.

Although Yang Jiye can easily wipe him out, but this machine spirit doesn't know what life and death are, and it is useless to threaten him. The Eight Bitter Soul Refining Mantra is not easy to cast, the eight sufferings of life are born from the heart, not as easy to gather and call as the Five Elements Aura, the Huangquan Biluo Great True Qi is the essence of the Huangquan Holy Water, and the Huangquan Holy Water is the water that washes away the memory of the dead soul, which contains too many memories, and the thoughts of the Eight Sufferings must be ingested from it, but in this way, the hard-earned Huangquan Biluo Great True Qi will be decomposed, and in a moment, the scale of the Yellow Spring River has been reduced by two percent.

Fortunately, the sword of the dead did not stop, otherwise the previous efforts would be wasted, it was worth the effort, and it was worth the effort, which could be used with strong means, but the sword of the dead became more and more difficult to control, and the flying sword was like a hysterical primeval beast, rampage.

Several swords were slashed in the air, and the inefficiency was terrifying.

However, the two of them seem to have reached the limit now, this kind of non-level hacking and chopping, if Zhang Qian could easily avoid it before, but naturalization is a little powerless, the body is like a rotten fallen leaf, swept around by the autumn wind, and like a lark that crashes into the thorn bush, fluttering for a moment, it is already a mixed scar, it looks extremely embarrassed, Zhang Qian's body has six or seven more shocking cracks in just a moment, one of which even has ** Blood oozed from it, and it was evident that the sword had pierced through the Breathless Armor and injured his body, and if it weren't for the armor, the sword would have cut off half of its shoulder, like a trapped beast that was stubbornly resisting.

At this moment, Yang Jiye was also gritting his teeth and insisting, the pure yang true qi in his body and the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan were rapidly consuming, making his heart flutter with murderous energy, and his face was gloomy, like frost.

The spirit of the Sword of the Past Life has been tortured by the 'Eight Bitter Soul Refining Mantra', and its original three-zhang tall body has been five or six feet shorter, and it has lost a lot of weight, like a dry corpse, and the fierce light in its eyes is revealed, but now it has no radiance, and it is weak, like a dying giant elephant. The sword momentum became more and more sluggish, but Zhang Qian's actions to avoid and resist became more and more reluctant, which was simply full of flaws.

Bang! A muffled sound that made people's chests want to explode suddenly exploded!

Zhang Qian pushed away the sword of the past and stabbed the tip of the sword to the chest head-on, but due to the lack of stamina, he only changed the direction of the sword tip, but failed to fly the sword of the past life, the long sword flew along the ribs, Yang Jiye found the right time, waved his hand violently, and wanted to use the blade of the sword to drag Zhang Qian's body into two, but he didn't expect that the spirit of the sword was already weakened, and it was ' The Eight Bitter Soul Refining Great Mantra's confusion was no longer disobedient, and as a result, he slowed down by half a step, missing this rare opportunity, only the hilt of the sword hit Zhang Qian's right rib, making a loud noise!

Yang Jiye's heart was originally implicitly angry, this instrument spirit was useless, and he missed such an opportunity, but in an instant, he settled his mind again, he didn't expect Zhang Qian to be so weak that he was knocked away by the hilt of the sword.

"It seems that this person has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up!" Yang Jiye's heart suddenly floated this thought.

Zhang Qian rolled back and forth in the air, and the empty door was exposed, which can be described as flaws everywhere.

Yang Jiye had missed the opportunity before, and now he will naturally not lose carelessly, the five-finger virtual grip, the sword in the air, the sword of the dead suddenly turned around, and stabbed towards Zhang Qian, and at the same time the body quickly approached, ready to serve the sword with his body, the spirit of the weapon was already useless, the sword stabbed crookedly, and the strength was also weak and pitiful, that is, it was to stab Zhang Qian's vital point, I am afraid it would be difficult to pierce the ancient spirit treasure quality armor on his body, if he let him ease up, and now he is also the end of the strong crossbow, I am afraid that there is a big threat, so I want to kill it in one go, as long as the pure yang vitality is injected into the sword, the power of this sword can immediately undergo earth-shaking changes, enough to kill it。

However, now that the flying sword is moving at high speed, it is extremely difficult to suddenly change hands, and it is difficult to build a bridge between the sword and itself, especially the machine spirit now does not listen to the command, so he can only chase after it and control the sword in his own hands.

The long sword slanted and stabbed towards Zhang Qian's chest.

His whole person was within the range of the sword, and he was like a bird with broken wings, falling down from a height of 100 zhang.

Yang Jiye has caught up in a moment, although he has consumed a lot, but there is still a remnant of pure yang true qi in his body, and the void is filled with the great true qi of the Yellow Spring, he is like a fish swimming in the water, not hindered at all, extremely fast, chasing behind the sword of the dead, raising his hand and hitting the hilt of the sword, the momentum sinks vigorously, like a giant whale in the deep sea suddenly flicking its tail, the thick pure yang vitality is like a turbulent undercurrent pouring into the sword of the past life, the original languishing sword momentum is suddenly fierce, the sword light suddenly turned into a thunderbolt, towards Zhang Qian's throat slashed suddenly, Yang Jiye's body seemed to be shocked, suddenly stagnant, hanging in the air。

His eyes were slightly closed, staring at the sword of the past that turned into thunder and lightning, although the situation in front of him, such a sword would definitely take this person's life, but his heart was not at slight.

The corner of his eye couldn't help but look towards the eastern sky, only to see a little bit of white light in the hazy sky in the distance, although his eyes could not see clearly, but his divine sense was already incomparable, he could clearly feel that someone was rapidly approaching here, murderous, menacing, now it is a hundred miles away, the breath is also very powerful, like a majestic white dragon, obviously the strength is not bad, Yang Jiye immediately guessed the identity of the person, it must be a person in the right way, the previous battle, he has consumed a lot, and now the strong enemy is re-offended, he is no longer able to fight, it seems that after killing this person, he will immediately get rid of it, otherwise he will be trapped here, and there will be more than one luck。

But in the current situation, how to get out? Although he can get rid of this person by performing the 'Reincarnation Escape' again, the reincarnation retreat consumes a huge amount of money, and his strength is damaged again, and he is afraid that the healed injury will recur again, which makes him feel a sense of irritability in his heart.

Escaping is not difficult, but how to survive in this dangerous environment after escaping!

This is not the key, what he is worried about now is that the bull-headed ghost general has been in the Southern Barbarian Land for a long time, and the ruins of the Great Cave Heaven in Qingcheng Mountain may appear soon, and he is seriously injured, how can he go to investigate if he is not strong?

I was thinking about it, and suddenly my face changed suddenly.

It was not because of the person who was approaching in the distance, but he was suddenly shocked by the person who had been regarded as a dead man by him, the breath on his body had gradually dissipated, it was extremely weak, and his body was like a bird with broken wings, falling towards the ground, and the sword of the dead was like thunder, only half a foot away from devouring him, but at this moment, his whole person was like a sleeping beast suddenly woke up, suddenly raised his hand, and grabbed the long sword that slashed at the neck sword!

A strong cutting sound suddenly sounded, making people's ears tremble, buzzing, painful and itchy.

The blade of the sword rubbed violently against the Breathless Armor, and sparks flew wildly!

A thin layer of air appeared above the blades, all due to the high temperature.

Zhang Qian's body was shocked by this sword and sank sharply, and the speed of the fall was a few points faster, but the breathless armor immediately flapped its wings, and its body suddenly stopped, and then flew up in the opposite direction, and the sword of the dead in his hand was like a dragon that had been touched against the scales, but it couldn't break free at all in the palm of his hand. This sword did not spare any strength, but Yang Jiye expected that a sword would be able to take his life, and he did not use a back hand, after being caught, there was no follow-up power, only the machine spirit struggled.

Although the pure yang vitality infused into this sword is strong, it is not comparable to the power of the weapon spirit when it was in its heyday, and if Zhang Qian runs out of oil and the lamp is dry, he will naturally not be able to resist it.

But now his appearance is simply pretended, waiting for Yang Jiye to approach him!

If not, if you want to break through the Yellow Spring River, I am afraid that it will be difficult, even if you win, I am afraid it will be a miserable victory, the pure yang true qi consumes too much realm and falls is secondary, even the few hard-earned magical powers in the body are eroded by this Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi, maybe it will also be abolished, so if you can not collide with this Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi, you will try your best to avoid the edge, this Yang Jiye trapped him with Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi, he is not easy to break through at all, so he can only hug him and slowly consume it, and then lead him to the bait, close to his side, only have a chance, and Zhang Qian has also seen Yang Jiye's decisiveness and methods of escaping, just go, really decisive and fast。

If he blindly attacked, he might be able to break through the siege of the Yellow Spring River, but when he saw that the situation was not good, he would definitely retreat.

It is impossible to kill him.

If this person is not removed, it will be endless.

Of course, Yang Jiye is not so easy to be fooled, so Zhang Qian has been entangled with him for so long, and even did not hesitate to take risks and paralyze him with bitter tricks, and finally led him into his trap step by step.

In the confrontation of more than 100 swords, although Zhang Qian consumed a lot, it was exquisite** The tower continues to provide heaven and earth vitality, this consumption for him, too much impact, wave his hand to grasp the sword of the dead in his hand, at this time Yang Jiye has found that something is wrong, the reflection is incredible, the shock on the face has not yet dissipated, the turbid river water turned by the blue yellow spring gas has entered the sea of thousands of streams to converge towards it, in an instant under his feet to form a long river leading to the distant sky, he has half a foot into the river, Zhang Qian suddenly became angry, hard layout, only to introduce him into the game, this guy reacted so quickly, the choice is also decisive almost perverted。

Almost without thinking about it, he left immediately, not even wanting the sword of the dead.

You must know that he was still a stable person at the moment before, and in the blink of an eye, the wind direction was not right, and he immediately retreated, and suddenly formed such a gap, most people are afraid that they will not be able to react, not physically, but consciously, unable to accept this absurd result, even if he is Zhang Qian, he estimates that it is difficult for him to be as decisive as him, and there is a chance that he will fight back, and he knows best about this result, there is only a dead end.

Zhang Qian surprised Yang Jiye, and Yang Jiye's reaction was also unexpected by Zhang Qian.

Zheng!

Zhang Qian's heart was full of anger, but he did not lose his calm, his pupils were deep, and he threw the sword of the past in his hand suddenly!

A melodious sword roar, the intention of killing.

The huge arm strength and the power generated by the high-speed flight of the Breathless Armor made it impossible for the spirit in the Sword of the Past to control the sword body at all, and the long sword was like a straight light, slashing towards the foot that Yang Jiye stepped into the Huangquan River!

Zhang Qian did not choose to use supernatural powers and spells.

Because he didn't dare to guarantee that the divine power true qi in his body could not be corroded by the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan, after all, this perverted true qi can even be corroded by pure yang vitality, if he exerts his divine power before he can break it, he will inevitably miss the opportunity to kill him, once this Yang Jiye escapes with the water of the Huangquan River, it will be difficult to kill him in the future, although this sword is likely to be thrown back, but Zhang Qian does not have any attachment, even if he kills Yang Jiye, this sword in his hands is also a drag, unless he is not even afraid of Huangquan Demon Venerable, otherwise this sword will not be able to see the light of day in his hands, it is useless, naturally he will not think about it much。

The long sword shot away, Yang Jiye was forced to float backwards, and his right foot, which had just fallen into the Huangquan River, was raised again.

This sword is thrown out with arm strength, although the speed is extremely fast, but it is not like a sword controlled by divine sense, there are infinite changes, it is not difficult to dodge, only his ankle is cut into a deep bone-visible hole, if not, just fly the sword around, his whole person will become a pile of minced meat, severe pain spread from the ankle bone, Yang Jiye was shocked and angry, if he slowed down for a moment, I am afraid that this foot will not be able to be saved, but now it is not the time of revenge, the person in front of him obviously deceived himself with a false image before, and he fought with it again, not to mention that a hundred miles away, there was a strong enemy approaching, immediately jumped and threw himself towards the Huangquan River。

After the sword of the dead severed his ankle bone, the aftermath faded away, and he waved his hand, took it into his hand, and flew into the river with him.

Zhang Qian's sword forced him back, without stopping, the breathless armor flapped its wings violently, and his body was like an electric shot, rushing towards it, and the distance of ten zhang was instantaneous, only to see him raise his hand, and then he put Yang Jiye's wrist and the Taoist robe woven of twine in the palm of his hand, Zhang Qian's hanging heart sank, this time it depends on how you escape! At the same time, he also felt the aura that was gradually approaching in the distance, knowing that someone was rushing here, and he didn't want to be unpredictable, so he raised his hand and smashed it towards Yang Jiye's head with a punch.

Seeing a sword light passing in front of him, Zhang Qian didn't bother to block it at all, so as not to let this Yang Jiye take the opportunity to escape, this one was powerless, and he couldn't cut the breathless armor at all.

However, he never expected that this Yang Jiye would be so ruthless, and the sword of the past slashed in the air, and it actually slashed at his arm!

The whole arm, along with the Taoist robe woven of twine, was cut off by a sword!

"The revenge of the broken arm will be avenged in the future!" A cold divine consciousness sound echoed in Zhang Qian's ears, without a trace of anger, nor a trace of madness, calmly made him feel a trace of unease, and even with a trace of cold smile, Zhang Qian held the broken arm, stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and was about to throw away the things in his hand, but saw that Yang Jiye had fallen into the river, and in the blink of an eye, he had already gone to the sky with the flowing water, and the long river in front of him was also like a winding snake tail, quietly receding, and there was no trace! Zhang Qian's eyes were cold, if it weren't for his excellent qualitative qualities, I am afraid that he would be thunderous at this moment, his eyes were staring at the sky, and the heavens and men were at war in his heart, to chase or not to chase?

Now beating the water dog will definitely have a great chance to kill him, although his escape technique is powerful, but it can't last long, at most he can only escape thousands of miles in the sky, if he catches up, it is not without a chance.

But he looked down at the Xuanjie Daoist who only had one breath left in the mountain stream in the distance, and then looked at the righteous monk in the sky who had already shown the outline of his body, and a solemnity appeared in his heart.

Xuanjie Daoist may now know that he is the murderer of the Yang Daoist and his party, and all kinds of negotiations between the two are just false and wrong, for the sake of interests, it has to be so, if it is not for Yang Jiye's sideways intervention, I am afraid that the two will get up early and fight secretly, although this person is now so miserable, he is no longer worthy of being his opponent, but if he picks out the things that he knew each other before but have not yet seen the light in the righteous path, even if it is only the slightest doubt in his heart, the identity and situation he has worked hard to create will be ruined, not to mention that he has also seen his true strength, if it spreads from his mouth, it is extremely unfavorable to his own situation, this person will not die, the threat to him is no less than that of Yang Jiye.

Nowadays, it may be difficult to kill Yang Jiye, but it is effortless to kill him as a dying person, and he naturally knows how to choose.

(To be continued)