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Chapter 1389 Resistance together!

Qin Yang's sudden outburst completely reversed the situation on the field.

From everyone's point of view, the Shura Banshee, who was destined to die, had a greatly increased hope of survival under Qin Yang's intervention, which made them feel quite uncomfortable.

A Shura banshee is enough, if Qin Yang is added, wouldn't the ancient martial world really be in chaos?

Looking at the soaring Qin Yang, the Asura Banshee put her slender fingers on her lips and giggled: "Qin Yang, I do like you a little bit, it seems that you are not so heartless and ungrateful."

"You think I'm willing to take action? If you die, Yutong will be buried with you."

Qin Yang glared at her angrily, and said coldly, "Aren't you going to leave quickly? With your current situation, how long can you hold on?"

"The deity wants to leave, but unfortunately they don't agree."

The Shura banshee smiled faintly, and a cold light flashed across the six immortals whose beautiful eyes were looking at the sky.

At this moment, the faces of the six immortals were gloomy, and they were extremely difficult to see. They planned to let those ancient martial arts masters consume the skill of the Shura banshee, but unexpectedly, Qin Yang appeared and destroyed the plan.

"Senior Brother Zhengqing, we don't have much time. It seems that we can only use 'Magic Slaughter' to solve the battle quickly."

One of the immortals in black said.

Brother Zhengqing's eyes were flickering, looking at the imposing Qin Yang, his tone was cold: "Since this kid wants to die, let's kill him as well! Brothers, use the 'slaughter magic'!"

The others looked at each other and took a step forward.

A truly terrifying aura swept over the world, and their skin faintly glowed with golden luster, and under the surge of this golden luster, there was a terrifying killing intent.

"Slaughter magic..."

Shura Banshee's pupils shrank slightly, her fists were tightly clenched, she looked at Qin Yang and said, "Boy, this magic slaughter is a forbidden technique of the Demon Slaughter Temple. When the gate of the fairy world is closed, we can escape. Otherwise, you and I will definitely die!"

Qin Yang frowned, feeling the terrifying coercion, and asked, "How to join forces."

The Shura banshee moved in front of him, stretched out a pair of clean and flawless jade hands, and said indifferently: "Constructing the spirit shield, this is the only way. As long as we can persist for a while, the gate of the fairy world will be closed. It's time for them to go back."

Qin Yang looked up at the six immortals shrouded in golden light, nodded, and stretched out his hands, palms together.

hum-

In an instant, spiritual energy surged up from both of them, strands of spiritual energy condensed into layers of barriers, covering the sky above the two of them, superimposed one by one, forming a shield with a thickness of several feet.

This shield is like the toughest spiritual shield in the world, no fairy artefact can crack it!
Qin Yang activated ten attributes, raising the toughness of the barrier to a higher level.The Shura banshee also used the technique of blood and energy, hiding the spirit shield in the blood, and the faces of the two were unprecedentedly dignified.

If they couldn't stop the blow of those six immortals, they might not be able to live to see the sun tomorrow.

"Shh!"

In the golden light group, six immortals sat cross-legged, with seals formed from time to time, and a small golden sword was suspended above their heads.

As the momentum continued to rise, the six small golden swords merged into one, shining brightly.

Suddenly, a sword whistle sounded!
The dense clouds in the sky slowly split apart, but an incomparably huge golden sword tip slowly protruded from the gap in the clouds.The tip of the sword alone is tens of feet wide, as if it can cut through all the monsters in the world, it is incomparably magnificent.

As the golden sword gradually extended violent ripples, like a flood, swept away continuously, and the entire sky began to boil.

This spectacular momentum made many people click their tongues secretly.

Whoosh!
Driven by the joint efforts of the six immortals, the golden sword shot at Qin Yang and the others in an instant!

The continuous sword energy pierced the sky, and at this moment, everyone had the illusion that the Great God Pangu was swinging the sky-opening giant axe, splitting the sky and smashing the earth!
All space, under this sword, can only be broken!
"This is the real fairy art!"

Everyone murmured to themselves, their hearts agitated.

boom--

The huge Baizhang golden sword stabbed fiercely, and collided with the spirit shield co-cast by Qin Yang and the Shura banshee, making a deafening and violent explosion.

In an instant, layers of strength were set off, and a radius of ten miles was razed to the ground.

The monks who watched the battle were all thrown to the ground by this wave of air, startled and frightened, each and every one of them were in a panic, took out their magic weapons, and hurriedly resisted their strength.

Fortunately, Mu Sixue and the others were protected by Murong Xiyao, so they were not affected.

click-

A crack appeared in the spirit shield.

Immediately afterwards, under the attack of the golden sword Quigulaxiu, the cracks opened like a spider's web, breaking layer by layer, and the speed was not slowed down until the tip of the sword pierced into the spirit shield to a depth of three feet.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Qin Yang's and Shura Banshee's mouths, and their faces were extremely pale.

They tried their best to resist the demon-slaying golden sword in the sky, the aura in their bodies was consumed crazily, and their bodies were trembling slightly, as if they had reached their limit.

"cut!!"

In the sky, the faces of the six immortals were also frighteningly white. To perform such a forbidden technique, it would consume a huge amount of energy for these intern disciples.

Seeing that Qin Yang and the others resisted the first wave of offensive, the six of them pressed their arms together and urged the golden sword again.

"puff--"

The Shura Banshee spat out a mouthful of blood and half-kneeled on the ground. She was already seriously injured, but at this moment she was really at the end of her strength.

Qin Yang was startled, and held the icy jade hand of the Asura Banshee with his backhand. While supporting the spirit shield, he healed her injury. Although the effect was not only good, it was enough for the woman to breathe.

"We... can't stop it."

The Shura banshee spoke softly, with a trace of bitterness on the corner of her lips.

"Fart!" Qin Yang swears, and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you die, but I will save Yutong, even if it costs my life!"

The Shura banshee turned her head to look at him, and said with a smile, "You are doomed to be disappointed, we won't survive, but being able to die with your Meng Yutong is a complete success."

Qin Yang looked at the demon-slaying golden sword slowly approaching above his head, bit it, and said secretly: "Xiaomeng, give me a little more fusion."

"No, 20% is already the limit of your body's endurance. If you forcefully fuse again, the consequences will be disastrous!" Xiaomeng said seriously.

"It's unbelievable. I'm about to die. Why are you so worried about it? Give me a promotion! Anyway, I'm dead anyway, so I'll give it a try!"

Qin Yang scolded.

Xiaomeng was silent for a while, and said helplessly: "Okay, the system will increase you by five percentage points. Master, I hope you can persevere. Because every percentage increase in the future will be very painful for you."

(End of this chapter)