Ten auras hit the aura shield behind the middle-aged man at the same time, and these auras actually hit the same point!

This is a small skill that Wu Aotian has realized in actual combat, that is, when casting, the five fingers are slightly bent to adjust the direction, so that after each aura is ejected, because the finger angle is different, the final convergence point is different, Wu Aotian has been able to control it as he wants in a lot of practice in battle.

After all, the middle-aged man has the strength of a middle-level spirit master, and although Wu Aotian's blow is extremely ferocious, it still can't completely smash the middle-aged man's temporary aura shield in an instant.

Wu Aotian was not disappointed, but at the same time, he controlled the aura mass to burst suddenly at the moment of impact.

The aura mass that burst with a bang was like a grenade explosion, and the aura shield on the middle-aged man's body could no longer resist it, and it shattered violently, and the huge aura impact hit the middle-aged man's back heavily.

The middle-aged man's body flew high, and a spill of blood was sprinkled in the air, and under Wu Aotian's full force attack, this middle-level spirit master was hit hard by a blow!

Wu Aotian stood on the ground, only to feel that his meridians were painful and cracking, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and he couldn't suppress it, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and a huge amount of spiritual energy was extracted and released, so that Wu Aotian's body also suffered huge trauma.

Without bothering to check his injuries, Wu Aotian's body was already floating like green smoke, rushing towards the middle-aged man who was still flying towards the ground.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, but he didn't care about the pain all over his body, and turned over, but unfortunately his reaction was fast, and Wu Aotian reacted faster.

A large amount of spiritual energy was withdrawn from the Eight Desolations Gathering Spirit Ding again, and under the control of Wu Aotian, it quickly turned into a light red arm-thick spiritual energy rope, and all the spiritual energy ropes crossed and crossed, converging into a fiery red cage, wrapping the middle-aged man in it.

"Flame Cage!"

The fiery red aura rope with high temperature kept shrinking, like a fiery red giant snake that was constantly shrinking, the middle-aged man looked at Wu Aotian who was covered in red light, and was terrified in his heart, how did this person quietly approach his back?

Why can't I even sense his presence?

The middle-aged man's aura gushed out quickly, forming a yellow aura cover, enveloping him in it, like an egg, and the yellow aura cover was still expanding.

Wu Aotian felt a huge force gushing out of the aura cover, like a bound monster, about to desperately break free from the cage, a yellow aura shroud was expanding a little bit, and the fiery red aura ropes were desperately contracting, but they still couldn't stop the expansion of the aura cover.

Wu Aotian's face was as red as blood, this huge pressure made him have a feeling of spurting blood, and he supported it to death, because he had already seen that Jia Yun next to him was running his spirit ring with all his might, and the spirit ring was rotating rapidly in the air, and with each rotation, the momentum became stronger.

The middle-aged man also saw the spirit ring in the air, and a look of fear appeared on his face, he had already understood that Jia Yun's blow was definitely super powerful, according to the current situation, how could he resist it?

The middle-aged man released his aura frantically, he had to break free from the restraints before Jia Yun's blow was released, and then escape as far as he could.

The other two Xuanyin Sect members had also discovered the abnormality here, and they wanted to come to the rescue in shock, but how could Wu Zhenzhen and Mo Yu Leng Feng keep them away?

Every expansion of the yellow aura cover was a huge impact on Wu Aotian, and that impact made Wu Aotian feel dizzy and trembling, but he had been struggling to support it.

Finally, Jia Yun's spirit ring had completely completed the stage of accumulating momentum, whistling, spinning violently, and smashing towards the middle-aged man trapped in the flame cage with a buzzing sound.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed an extremely frightened look, his aura suddenly rose, and the red aura rope suddenly broke with a bang, Wu Aotian snorted, and his face turned pale.

Before the middle-aged man could make any movements, the spirit ring had already slammed down, hitting the yellow aura shield on his body.

The yellow aura light shield suddenly shattered like an egg shell under a hammer, and the rotating spirit weapon directly hit the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man let out a terrified scream, but the scream had stopped abruptly before he could come out, and the spirit ring hit his chest, and his chest instantly collapsed, broken, and splashed, and in just an instant, the wound spread all over his body, and his whole person was swallowed by the huge aura that erupted from the spirit ring.

When the spirit ring flew back into Jia Yun's hand again, the middle-aged man had turned into a puddle of broken meat sauce, but this meat sauce was completely frozen by the cold attached to the spirit qi itself, which looked extremely weird.

The death of the middle-aged man made the other two Xuanyin Sect men panic, although they could all see that both Jia Yun and Wu Aotian were seriously injured, but Jia Yun was a middle-level spirit master after all, and the blood-red light that appeared on Wu Aotian's body just now seemed to indicate that he was a high-level spirit envoy!

The two men glanced at each other, and at the same time, without saying a word, made a fierce move, turned around and fled.

Wu Zhen really hated these three nasty and despicable guys for a long time, and now that the situation is upside down, how can he let them go?

The long thin needle with a rapid sound of breaking the air rushed towards his original opponent from behind, and at this time, the spirit ring in Jia Yun's hand had already flown up again, the man didn't dare to stop at all, one turned around and fled to the other side, wanting to avoid Wu Zhenzhen's flying needle, but this needle was under Wu Zhenzhen's control, but it also turned freely and chased again.

The man heard the body behind him, and hurriedly turned sideways again, but did not completely avoid it, and the flying needle hit his left arm, and his entire left arm instantly broke from the elbow into two halves.

The broken arm didn't stop him from escaping, and he didn't even glance at his broken arm, but scurried into the distant woods like the wind.

Wu Zhenzhen gritted his teeth and was about to chase, but Jia Yun shouted, "Don't chase." ”

On the other side, Leng Feng and Mo Yu naturally couldn't stop the other one who was stronger than them, and they were helplessly escaped by him.

Seeing both of them fleeing, Wu Aotian was greatly relieved in his heart, in order to trap the middle-aged man just now, he had maximized his strength, and most of the aura in the Eight Desolations Gathering Spirit Ding was extracted by him, and at the same time as a large amount of aura poured out, his body meridians were greatly traumatized, and now Wu Aotian felt that his brain was blank.

Thankfully, Wu Aotian's Flame Cage Restraint finally bought Jia Yun time and dealt a fatal blow to the middle-aged man who was already seriously injured.

Looking at the mass of flesh and blood on the ground, Wu Aotian secretly regretted in his heart, this person has died like this, and the aura cannot be absorbed, I am afraid that it will take a lot of time to recover from his injuries.

Jia Yun was seriously injured, and he insisted on fighting for so long, he was already too tired to do it, and now he has no strength to fight again, if those two men don't escape, although Jia Yun may still be able to muster up all his strength to kill the two, but I am afraid that he will also be greatly injured.

Looking at Wu Aotian who was sitting on the ground gasping, Jia Yun's eyes showed a look of gratitude, if it weren't for meeting Wu Aotian, the two of them didn't know what kind of tragic encounter they would encounter, thinking about the result that life was worse than death, Jia Yun shuddered a little.

Just thinking about the strength that Wu Aotian burst out just now, Jia Yun couldn't help but have some doubts, he was obviously a middle-level spirit disciple, why could he burst out with the strength of the spirit envoy level?

Although Mo Yu and Leng Feng didn't know about the Eight Desolations Gathering Spirit Ding, they also knew that Wu Aotian could burst out with strong combat power, and it seemed that the stronger the outbreak, the greater the side effects.

Seeing Wu Aotian sitting on the ground, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Mo Yu walked over and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Wu Aotian smiled bitterly: "This time I really fought hard, and it is estimated that it will take a while to recover." ”

Wu Zhenzhen also saw the scene when Wu Aotian made his move, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Aren't you a spirit disciple, why did I see a blood-red light on your body just now, and you are clearly already a high-level spirit envoy, more powerful than me......

Wu Aotian shook his head and said: "Just such a hot outbreak, I almost vomited blood and vomited to death, my real strength is not so high......"

Although Wu Zhenzhen is younger, he also knows that some things are not easy to ask, not to mention that others still asked to save them so desperately, and now they are seriously injured, and asked with gratitude and concern: "If it weren't for you today, we would be miserable, thank you so much, is your injury serious?"

Wu Aotian smiled bitterly: "The meridians are seriously damaged, and the internal organs are also injured, anyway...... Whoever can hurt hurts is hurt. ”

Wu Zhenzhen heard Wu Aotian say this, and immediately became worried: "Then let's hurry back to the Cloud Palace, see if the hall master has any way, by the way, you just said that you are also a disciple of the Cloud Palace, what is your name?"

Wu Aotian took out the token that represented his identity and shook it towards the two: "My name is Wu Aotian, I have only joined for a few months, and I have been reading books in the library before, and I have been reading books in the library recently, so I came here to temper myself......"

Seeing Wu Aotian take out the token, the only doubt in the hearts of Wu Zhenzhen and Jia Yun was completely gone, Jia Yun stared at Wu Aotian and said worriedly: "You are now injured in the meridians, if you don't treat it as soon as possible, I'm afraid that even if you recover in the future, it will affect your cultivation or leave a dark disease......

Wu Aotian nodded, he naturally wouldn't tell them that he had a way to treat himself, it just took some time.

Jia Yun thought for a while, took out a porcelain bottle from a small pouch hanging from his waist, and poured out a pill the size of a dragon's eye: "This black spirit pill, you eat it now, your injuries should be able to heal, maybe your strength can improve a little." ”