Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi never thought that the woman in white was on the verge of collapse at this moment, because judging from her expression and the eyes she passed to Wu Yi, she was very calm and calm, and she didn't take the pressure of the siege to heart at all. Not only Wu Yi, Even the eight monks who besieged her felt that there must be more powerful backhands, but in the end they completely tricked Wu Yi.

Just watching the fire from the other side, I didn't feel how fierce the fire was, but now that I was deeply involved in it, I felt the pressure. It was difficult to deal with the giant python controlled by the Cyclops, not to mention the fact that there was a fist the size of a bearded sandbag on his head. They smashed down without thinking, and the pressure that the silver light curtain could offset was constantly weakening, and the two of them had to bear more and more.

The woman in white was also generous, and directly taught Wu Yi the mentality of Yuhuan's control without reservation, and then her body softened, and she almost collapsed on the grass. Wu Yi quickly helped her up, and at the same time picked up Yuhuan in a hurry. Come over, the bearded man was waiting for this moment, his fists slammed on the light curtain fiercely, the pressure like a tide surged, Wu Yi's throat sweetened, his heart trembled, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

"What's the situation? Your power of consciousness can be transmitted thousands of meters away. Why is your power so weak? It's too shameful!" The woman in white asked with an incredulous expression. She thought that even if Wu Yi hadn't reached the spiritual realm, At least he is a cultivator who has reached the Great Consummation of the God Realm, but he didn't expect that he couldn't bear a blow from the whiskers, and his strength was too weak.

Now Wu Yi finally understands what the white-clothed woman is planning. Because he detected his power of consciousness, he made a completely wrong judgment on his strength. If he is a monk who is in the state of perfection, it can be reversed. The battle is over, but if he wants to talk about the accumulation of energy, it is indeed only in the middle stage of the blood-transforming realm, and a week ago, he was only a monk in the transforming-wing realm.

"You're blaming me! I don't think you can last five minutes, so don't waste your time." Wu Yi rolled his eyes. The two punches just now seemed to hit his chest, and he has already suffered internal injuries. The meridian is intact, and the movement of Yuanli is not hindered.

The woman in white said with a sympathetic face: "You can't really be a monk in the blood-transforming state, right? Then why don't you run for your life earlier, isn't it to die when you come here?"

Obviously, this situation was a bit beyond her expectation, but what she couldn't figure out was that with Wu Yi's strength, how could he dare to rush over regardless of everything, and even wondered if Wu Yi had a brain problem.

"Damn it, did you look like you were about to lose your grip just now? Auntie, stop complaining and recover your strength!" Wu Yi really feels like crying now, this girl is so critical It was a waste of precious time to actually think about his problem at this moment.

"Okay, you take this elixir, try to hold on for a while longer, if you die, I will avenge you!" The woman in white threw a elixir to Wu Yi, then took two elixirs by herself, and started She closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, and soon the mist enveloped her whole body, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

"Cough...cough...cough" Hearing these words, Wu Yi almost spewed out the elixir he had taken. This girl is really shocking, but the elixir she carries with her always melts in the mouth, fresh and special The scent of the medicine fills between the lips and teeth, making people feel refreshed. A warm current rushes down and reaches the dantian without refining. Obviously, this elixir is much better than ordinary elixirs. No wonder she is so fond of those monks. Qiankundai has no interest at all, and is definitely a standard rich second generation in the cultivation world.

"Brothers, work harder, we'll look forward to victory." The bearded man's spirits lifted, and the white-clothed woman couldn't hold on any longer, and a little monk at the blood transformation level appeared, which was much easier to deal with.

"Damn it, I'm going all out, I don't separate the souls of today, this man and a woman will be handed over to me, I have to cut this couple alive to appease my hatred!" Cyclops' bloody face There were a few clear fingerprints on it, he spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said viciously.

This is equivalent to injecting another stimulant into the besiegers. Cyclops is the strongest and can get the most souls. Now that he voluntarily gives up, it means that everyone can get a few more souls. How? Can you not get excited? The bearded man shouted loudly: "Okay, we must vent this anger on behalf of our brother, I will definitely make this kid spit out his gall with three punches!"

Wu Yi is now riding a tiger, so he can only grit his teeth and hold on. The elixir given to him by the woman in white quickly healed his injuries. In that small jade ring, there was a light blue streak above the silver light curtain, and soon it stopped shaking violently.

"Bang... bang... bang..." Wu Yi persisted in punching three times, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again. Xiao Huo was running around in a hurry, but he couldn't help at all. Yuhuan could stop it That thunderous attack, but the disparity in strength was too great, Wu Yi couldn't bear just the force of the shock, every punch seemed to hit him, and he began to tremble violently.

"Ha... ha... ha... young man, don't hold on anymore, as long as you give up now, I can still save your life." The bearded man said with a big smile. In his eyes, Wu Yi was originally It wasn't of much value, but now that he controlled Yuhuan, he started to win over him, and kept lobbying Wu Yi to give up resistance between attacks.

Wu Yi has been through so many life and death situations, and he doesn't need to think about it to know that this is a bluff. Even if the bearded man can fulfill his promise, can Cyclops let him go? Now he has only one way, and that is to persist until the woman in white stands up, otherwise he will completely confess here.

"Young master has always been hard but not soft. If you have any ability, just say hello. I just want to loosen my muscles." Wu Yi stood up staggeringly, his eyes became more firm, and any hesitation at this moment would bring him In a fatal crisis, he cannot be shaken in any way.

"You really are looking for death!" The bearded man was also angry, and he flew high, using the force of the dive, to press down heavily, although the movement was a bit clumsy, but the breath was extremely powerful, and it looked like a bird from a distance. The furious orangutan stepped down fiercely, and the air was stirred by Yuan Force, forming a swirling hurricane. Many scattered boulders were swept up by the hurricane, and thunderously pressed against Wu Yi's head.

Because the woman in white had already exposed her strength at this moment, the bearded man had no scruples. Seeing that there was no hope of persuading Wu Yi, he decided to make a quick decision and attack with all his strength.

"It's your grandfather's, it's my turn to make big moves, it's too inhumane!" Wu Yi cursed secretly, this is the first time he has experienced such a passive beating situation, and there is no way to avoid it at this moment, so he can only use Yuanli Run to the extreme, against this berserk blow.

There was another loud bang, the earth trembled, the mountain shook, the silver light became extremely dim, the jade ring began to shake violently, and might fall off at any time, Wu Yi was impacted by this terrifying elemental force, and the meridians all over his body were cut off. Fine drops of blood began to seep out, but his eyes were still bright, and his body was still standing upright like a javelin.

At this moment, the Juehuo Yuanli in his dantian was raging and rushing, like a Jueti flood, rampaging through the blood, the sharp pain was like thousands of steel needles piercing into the body, and it might collapse at any time, and what he relied on was only A fighting spirit, rebellious and indomitable fighting spirit, supported him and resisted the strongest blow of the bearded man.

The bearded man originally thought that this punch would be enough to turn Wu Yi into ashes, but he didn't expect him to hold on. This is not something that ordinary blood-transforming monks can do, and even a cultivator at the supernatural level can hardly support it.

"Is that all you can do? I still don't think it's enough, come again!" Wu Yi's whole body was bleeding, and he looked weak, but the powerful aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes were getting stronger and stronger. Sharp, without the slightest fear or flinch.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll send you to the west." The bearded man smiled angrily, and raised his right hand again. This time he didn't use his fist, but the long knife with a wide mouth. It was bleak and useless, and this knife was enough to cut off Wu Yi's head. He thought that three punches could knock Wu Yi down, but now Wu Yi is still standing here, which is a shame to him. Blood can wash away this shame.

There was nothing in Wu Yiling's altar, and the crystal clear soul sword was condensed into the sea of ​​consciousness. His meridians were severely injured, and his energy could not move, but the power of his consciousness had not been damaged. Pulling beards and walking together, after all, not every monk can master the secret technique of spiritual attack like the gloomy scholar.

"Hiss..." The blade sliced ​​through the air, making a sharp tearing sound, as if coming from the depths of hell, making people feel chills, the bearded sword pierced through the silver light curtain, and the moment it approached Wu Yi's neck, Two beams of light shot out, and at the same time, an extremely bright light rushed in, collided with the bearded sword, and flew out backwards.

"Pfft..." The blood rushed out of the body, making a dull sound, the beard was hit by the sword of the soul, and the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness completely collapsed. After cutting off his own head, the weak balance was broken, and the remaining six people rushed out involuntarily, and all six forces hit Cyclops, and the giant python that was about to swallow Wu Yi let out a mournful cry, and turned into nothingness in an instant , disappearing into the air.