The Dangerous Cultivator

At that moment, the hair on Xu Yi's back exploded, and the real soul villain in Lingtai raised his eyebrows.

Subconsciously, Xu Yi played a swift amulet, and the terrible rune power was instantly generated. Unexpectedly, still unable to break through the shackles of that strange mountain aperture.

As soon as Xu Yi gritted his teeth, six consecutive Xun amulets were played at the same time, and a huge momentum was generated instantly, pushing him through the strong restraint.

Xu Yicai rushed out of the oppression of Guangshan, and his eyes, ears, nose, and nose were overflowing with blood. This outrageous smashing is like hitting a copper wall and iron wall with brutal force. Although the copper wall and iron wall broke, the physical damage to him is also great.

The horrific power of the six Zhang Xun amulets helped propel Xu Yi, but he only rushed out nearly a hundred feet. He was in great pain throughout his body, and he couldn't get back to it. The light mountain that had been compressed to the extreme burst into a bang.

The huge explosion came, Xu Yimeng spit out blood, this was just a huge sound wave, which caused harm.

The next moment, the lark battle suit on his body gathered again, and at this moment, the terrible shock wave blew up instantly.

Wow, the protective mask of the fourth-order lark battle suit gathered, and it broke instantly.

Suddenly, the violent shock wave easily broke Xu Yi's hastily gathered wall. Xu Yiru, a straw, was gently rolled up in the air, his limbs were everywhere, and blood spewed from his mouth. He tolerated this pain, but he could not shake his mentality to the extreme.

Almost the shock wave broke the mask of the Lark suit, and his large hand clasped a medium-quality spirit stone and put it into the groove in the chest. It's just that the speed of the shock wave surging far exceeded his movements.

At this moment, he was blasted into the sky by the violent air waves, holding the big hand of the top stone, and finally stroked his chest. In an instant, the fourth-tier lark battle suit once again gathered a thick protective mask.

The mask was born, and the huge lightsaber swept across the sky. There was a bang, and the thick protective hood became thin like a cicada's wings in an instant.

At the same time, the spirit stone in the groove of his chest became the shape of a fingernail. After waiting for the giant lightsaber to fall for the second time, Xu Yi replaced Zhongpin Spirit Stone again.

"Okay, good bitch!" Yun Sangong yelled coldly.

The two-handed flail method urged a giant lightsaber, chasing Xu Yi, and violently split again and again.

Looking at the scene alone, it is undoubtedly that Yun Sangong has the absolute upper hand, but in fact, Yun Sangong's heart is never half happy. He didn't expect to break his head, and it would take so much effort to deal with such an ant.

Not to mention, his set of eight wind swords alone, do not look at all are third-order instruments, and the complete set of third-order instruments, the power of the collective is often better than many fourth-order instruments.

His set of eight wind swords was a kind of elder of the Yun family who had been nurtured for many years. Later, due to the improvement of the realm, he could not use them, so he inherited the set of eight wind swords.

In the past, the three sons of Yun did not need to use this set of eight wind swords at all. The magical magic spell transmitted by the Yun family is enough to sweep the powerful enemy.

But today, against Xu Yi's thorny head, not only did the magical power of his family fail to achieve the effect of destroying the enemy, but even the Eight Wind Sword, which he pressed one of the bottom of the box, still could not determine the situation.

The Eight Wind Sword is extremely powerful, not only in the Excalibur itself, but more importantly in his years of sacrificial offerings to the Excalibur, and this kind of keeping sacrifices will cost a great deal.

Nowadays, the Eight Wind Swords can almost be said to have been overused. If they are to be used next time, they will have to spend countless efforts to re-cultivate and re-cultivate.

The battle of Yun Sangong was extremely wronged. In his eyes, the reason why Xu Yi can persist for a long time is thanks to all kinds of treasures that will not appear in the hands of monks in this class of Xu Yi. This bad debt is naturally remembered by Yin Qiu Woman.

His heart was broken, but Yun Sangong didn't hesitate to start. He was ruthless in his heart, that is, he couldn't use this set of Eight Wind Swords for a few years, and he had to kill Xu Yi, the evil thief.

For six consecutive strikes, Xu Yi replaced six medium-grade spirit stones. Taking into account the previous consumption, nearly ten medium-grade spirit limes had died.

Yun Sangong's eyes were sullen, and his resentment against the master of Yinqiu County had reached the extreme. On the other hand, he had a little sense of crisis.

In accordance with the current situation, he did not know that Xu Yi's Xu Mijie still had several Chinese spirit stones hidden in it. If this pair was consumed, it would be his Eight Wind Swords that broke down first.

The third son of the Yun family was distressed by his Eight Wind Sword, but Xu Yi was so distressed that he was bleeding!

Consumption of nearly ten Chinese spirit stones, each time consumption, in return is only instantaneous ease. And this fleeting moment is short enough to be measured by breathing. Nearly ten medium-grade spirit stones exchanged nothing more than ten breaths.

In other words, he must abide by the middle-class spirit stone in the precepts, and insist on it for no more than ten breaths.

What's more terrible is that with the violent attack of the third son of Yun San, this fourth-order Lark suit also gradually exposed numerous cracks as thin as fish scales.

Xu Yi knew that the situation in front of him was imminent, and he had to make a decision. But this decision was something he didn't want to do.

He was beaten passively and always fell under the wind. On the one hand, Yun Sangong's offensive was too fierce, and he was suppressed by all means, on the other hand, it was his strategy.

It has always been, but when confronted, Xu Yi must have his strategy, but what he did not expect is that in the face of absolute strength, there is no room for strategy at all.

Just as he placed another medium-grade spirit stone in his chest, Xu Yi struck a blast of wind.

He stared at Yun San's face, and seemed to remember the only guy who could keep him firmly in the downside since this battle.

The wind rune struck, a flash of blue light flashed, and great strength was added. Xu Yi's body ejected instantly. At this moment, Xu Yi's eyes appeared again, and Cyclonus's figure stopped suddenly, and the power of the wind rune instantly disappeared.

Almost at the same time Xu Yi made his decision, Yun San Gongzi also made a decision, and a blue rune was hit by him.

If Xu Yi was not propelled by the distance derived from the wind rune at that time, he should be able to see that the rune played by Yun Sangong was also blue.

It's just the watermark in the corner of Fuyu, but it's purple.

This is clearly a first-order fourth-level water sign.

The third son of the Yun family also saw that the Eight Wind Sword seemed to be unable to do his best, and there were signs of collapse, so he gave up this strange charm.

He is like a gambler who loses red eyes. The Eight Wind Sword is the bet he dropped. If he doesn't give up his blood, the investment of the Eight Wind Sword is destined to hit the water, which is impossible for the three sons of the Yun family.

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