Fighting the ice saint of Xiao clan

488 Disadvantage
"You... how could you..."

Seeing Yang Jiuxiao staring at him with a pair of cold eyes, Mo Shuai's face sank like water.

"how come?"

"How to get rid of your plot, right?"

Yang Jiuxiao's tone was very calm,
"Do you really think that the old man has lived in the stomach of a dog for thousands of years?"

Just kidding, he is very clear about the weakness of body refiners in terms of mental power, and even the identity of the Yang Jiuxiao Formation Master cannot make up for this.

If it were an ordinary body refiner, maybe he would really fall in love with Moshuai, but it is a pity that the other party met Yang Jiuxiao.

As early as more than 3000 years ago, Yang Jiuxiao had already reached the peak of the Nine Palaces Realm, and was limited by the plane, resulting in no progress in cultivation.

For three thousand years, Yang Jiuxiao has already raised all the places that can be strengthened to the extreme, becoming a hexagonal warrior.

To put it a bit more arrogantly, if it wasn't for the fact that he is getting older, his temper has worn off a lot, and he is too lazy to argue with the younger generation, it is still unknown who will win the "Tianlan No. 1" crown.

Mo Shuai's moves mostly bully and bully rookies with lower mental power than his own. When he meets Yang Jiuxiao whose mental power is comparable or even better, he is just asking for trouble.

"It seems that you only have this ability, the old man won't play with you anymore."

The mountain giant twisted its neck quite humanely, and immediately exerted force with both hands, swung the hundred-eyed golem up, and then...

"boom!"

The majestic figure of the mountain giant rushed into the army of the evil race outside the territory, and the golem directly turned into a peerless weapon in its hands. Every time it was swung down, it would take away hundreds of thousands of lives from the evil race outside the territory.

boom!boom!boom! ...

"Damn!"

Looking at the subordinates of the evil clan who were being swept away like tigers entering a flock, the devil's face was ugly. It was not because he felt sorry for the sacrifice of his subordinates, but because he was ashamed of himself as a devil being brandished like a mallet.

Immediately after another trick, the hundred-eyed golem suddenly disappeared, and the mountain giant felt that his hands were empty, stopped his movements, and looked in the direction of the devil with his godless pupils.

"Huanye, Huanmeng, you don't make a move yet!"

The Moshuai who escaped hastily shouted in a certain direction.

"Ji Jie Jie! Vision, you, a guy with a high self-esteem, has finally suffered."

In the next moment, two pitch-black shadows emerged from the army of the evil race, speaking with a sharp and ear-piercing magic voice, they appeared beside the magic commander known as Vision.

"This old guy is tough, we are not opponents."

The illusion commander was also a bachelor, and immediately admitted that he was not strong enough, and blocked the mouths of the two of them.

"Huh? Sure enough, there are others?"

Yang Jiuxiao frowned slightly, but he didn't show any surprise. After all, the number of demon commanders of the evil race outside the territory was still too small, and it was only reasonable to have a few more.

Seemingly hearing Yang Jiuxiao's murmur, Huan Ye and other Mo Shuai laughed and said:
"Old guy, it's not just us."

"Your strength is strong enough, can the rest of you in Tianlan Continent have this strength?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hold on to this old thing, don't let him get in the way!"

Vision impatiently interrupted the self-righteous show off of the two. The battle just now was suppressed by Yang Jiuxiao. At this time, he was already a bit impatient.

"not good!"

Hearing the three people's words, Yang Jiuxiao's complexion changed, and he immediately realized the arrangement of the other party, and the originally tepid aura doubled again.

The mountain giant stomped heavily, but moved extremely lightly and quickly, charging towards the direction of the three of them.

"My Lord Cthulhu, this old man didn't use all his strength just now?!"

The Three Phantom Demons were startled suddenly, lamenting that while the old man on the opposite side was growing old and strong, he did not forget to summon their respective dharma bodies.

"Come on!"

For a moment, the gray-white giant and the three pitch-black golems collided violently, and the aftermath of the fierce battle instantly emptied the battlefield within a hundred miles!

The fight here was fierce, and Yang Jiuxiao could even suppress the three of them by himself, while the Tianlan coalition forces in other directions fell into a slight disadvantage.

"puff!"

"Cough cough~~"

The black shadow in the crowd showed his figure in embarrassment. Under the black cloak was a pale and bony face. The Liuying sect master Ying Shang who always showed his shadow had to show his true face now, which was enough to show that the situation of the battle was unfavorable.

Facing Yingshang were two figures with almost the same appearance,

"It's really bad luck to meet twins."

Yingshang's hoarse voice resounded in the battlefield. His opponent was a pair of twin demon commanders.

Under the premise that the basic combat strength and assassination skills are comparable, Yingshang was naturally suppressed extremely terribly by the latter two, and it is the result of God's blessing to be able to support until now.

"Ben Shuai didn't expect..."

The two figures spoke at the same time, and their voices were uniform. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would probably have regarded them as one person.

"On the lower plane, there is such a strong man who is proficient in assassination."

The admiration spoken by the two people was sincere, at least among the powerhouses of the same level, very few people could survive under the combined attack of the two brothers. Slippery like a loach.

Taking cold shots from time to time caused them a lot of trouble.

If the two of them challenged alone, there might be a possibility of feuding with each other.

"Give up, my two brothers can give you a good time."

"happy?"

Yingshang sneered,

"I have killed a lot in this life, but I never thought of a happy death."

"Even if the sword is added to the body, and the heart is pierced by thousands of arrows, what is there to be afraid of?"

"If you want to take my life, you are not worthy!"

The black short blade was once again covered with black mist, and several array light patterns lit up around the body, emitting a faint blue radiance.

"Shadow escape!"

"Fuck!"

Looking at Yingshang who suddenly disappeared again, no matter how patient the twins and devils were, they would still swear. Cats and mice are exhausting.

"Flowing Shadow Prison!"

A pitch-black cage of chains rose from the ground, covering the figures of the two people. The space below turned into a sticky black quagmire, gurgling and bubbling with disgusting bubbles, and hideous black palms scrambling to stretch out The quagmire, trying to drag the two into the swamp.

The twin devil's face was extremely ugly. They thought this was still a game of chasing and fleeing, but they never thought that Yingshang would give them such a huge surprise.

"Now, it depends on who of us will be the first to exhaust ourselves."

A weak voice sounded, Yingshang chuckled, his complexion was different from the original fairness affected by the exercises, due to the huge consumption and the trauma suffered in the battle, he showed a morbid paleness.

"Hmph, I hope you can last a little longer."

Yingshang's physical condition couldn't be hidden from the Twin Demon Commanders. After trying to find that they couldn't break through the cage, the two also chose to lie down and prepare to start a war of attrition.

"Hehe~"

Yingshang still had a creepy smile on his face, but there was an unbearable worry in his eyes.

"You guys have to hurry up."

On the battlefield of the Patriarch of the Bodhi Sect, the benevolent old monk was surrounded by many enchanting figures. As usual, these seductive presences would definitely fascinate a large number of men, but placed on the battlefield, especially next to the monk, it is quite strange .

"Hehehe~"

"Old monk, do you want to come out and let the servants treat you well..."

"Hmmmm~"

The woman was gasping for breath, and her charming laughter could almost make the bones of ordinary men go numb, exhaling like blue, and kept saying teasing and teasing words.

The head of the Bodhi Sect is as immobile as a mountain, sitting in the golden Buddha statue securely, looking normal.

However, if one observes carefully, one can easily find that compared to when he first entered the battlefield, the golden Buddha statue at this time has shrunk to only a few tens of feet. The old monk is dressed in rags, his skin is strangely rosy, the rosary in his hand is spinning fast, his eyes Confinement, chanting Buddhist scriptures non-stop.

The head of the Bodhi Sect was also very helpless. He was originally killing all directions on the battlefield, and he pushed all the way to support the battle in the center of the battlefield. He was not aware of it for a while, but was tricked by this magic commander who was lurking in the dark, and the poison entered his body.

Fortunately, the cultivation base of the Buddhist school is profound, the heart is like still water, and the golden light of merit and virtue is the most restraining thing against evil spirits. It is lucky to support it so far, but it is only limited to this. If you want to fight and win, then think about it.

Others such as Yan Lie, Qiu Hanxue, Linglong, etc. are also unfavorable in the battle situation, with more fights, less combat power, superior restraint...

All kinds of unfavorable conditions are complete.

When everyone was struggling to support, and it was almost unbearable, the voice of salvation came,
"Ze be all things!"

(End of this chapter)