The Dangerous Cultivator

In a critical moment, the third son of Yun played a first-order fourth-level ice sword charm.

Fu Xun is precious, even if he is such a distinguished status, it is extremely difficult to seek. In his eyes, this ice sword amulet is a life-saving magic weapon. The preciousness is even higher than his set of eight wind swords.

The reason is very simple. The power of the Eight Wind Sword is absolutely incredible. Even if it is worn, it can be repaired. The fourth-level ice sword charm is a consumable, and once it is played, it can no longer be recovered.

The jade shot by the ice sword rune, the pure green light that erupted, instantly swallowed the light from the wind rune that Xu Yi played.

Xu Yicai's stature was immediately stopped by the blessing of Fu Li, the air was rippling slightly, and the surrounding sky appeared a mysterious circle.

The next moment, the entire air was constrained to the extreme, and frost froze around the surrounding area, and the whole world was renewed and became white.

Quietly and silently, thousands of ice swords are now in the air, dragging out a harsh sound boom, and shooting at Xu Yi from all directions. Each ice sword is wrapped in a strong power, not under the second-order magic weapon at all.

Xu Yi was furious. He dared to confront Yun San Gongzi, and even concealed the mind of Yin Yun San Gong. The greatest strength was this blast. Because of the strong wind aura, he couldn't get away at any time, but he did not expect that the strong wind amulet that had just been released had failed.

But when the blue light flashed, the air suddenly tightened, and the surrounding bones were severely cold. Bye bye, this ice sword array, he didn't know where, the third son of Yun must have released the ice magic sign.

The reason why the blast amulet is invalid must be inseparable from this strange amulet released by the third son Yun.

However, talking about the ice sword breaking out, Xu Yi's whole body was exploded like a needle, and his whole mind quickly rose to the apex. This is not a fear, but a stressful response to the threat of death.

At the moment he tried his best to agitate Qihai, and the Red River in the Qihai suddenly surged into the sky, and the endless fire really overflowed from his pores. Suddenly, the whole body was surrounded by a thick wall of evil composed by the surging fire of true evil.

At the same time, he quickly replaced a medium-grade spirit stone in the groove of the chest, and the divine thoughts followed closely, and Xuanting Quejue also hit the thick ice sword in countless ice swords. The jab of the wall urged.

When the heavy rain composed of ice swords had to hit the wall of thoughts composed by Zhensha, the figure of the third son of Yun was like a flowing cloud, and quickly swept away.

As Kankan drove a thousand feet away, a violent hurricane passed behind him, straight into the sky, shaking in all directions. Countless flowing clouds were smashed into the sky, and ripples in the air with strong vibrations.

The storm just started, with Xu Yi as the center of the circle, and a dazzling light broke out. In a moment, the two mountains collapsed and the sky burst into flames.

The son of Yun San closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body shielded his way to read the wall. He was far away from the distance, and was shaken by the wild shock wave.

Only after the huge explosion, his divine thoughts were completely released, and he swarmed towards the previous explosion point. As he expected, in the explosion, Xu Yi could not remain in place. His divine thoughts swept to the place, but there was still Xu Yi's trace.

Yun Sangong's body is flying, and his thoughts are spread out. Within ten miles of the circle, he searches carefully, and does not let go of any stone or grass. But after a few breaths, Xu Yi, buried deep in the mound, fell into his divine thoughts.

Only then did Yun San's God's thoughts hit Xu Yi, and he couldn't help but scream out in surprise.

Xu Yi, who was almost submerged by the rocks for several feet, was still shaking his shoulders slightly, and there was a burning scorching gas around him. He was not dead!

Yun San Gongzi couldn't believe his eyes, even subverted his cognition.

The first-level and fourth-level odd symbols, even if Yang Zun confronts one, and fails to cope, it will die.

But Xu Yi's evil spirit, even the true condensation circle has not been repaired to a great degree, has actually survived in this fourth-level strange sign.

Such a strange change is simply unacceptable to Yun Sangong.

Originally, according to Yun San's plan, two measures were taken against Xu Yi.

But now the real fire in his heart was completely forced out. At this moment, seeing Xu Yi trembling in the mound, a dead and impassive appearance completely disturbed Yun San's impetuous mind.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, using both hands to urge the tactics, and the huge lightsaber formed by the Eight Wind Swords suddenly volleyed, slashing at Xu Yifei.

With the huge wind and waves that the lightsaber cut down, the floating soil pressed on Xu Yi's whole body was lined up. Seeing the lightsaber was about to be cut off, a small sword like Yingyu jumped out from Xu Yi's body. Like a spirit snake hiding in the dark and waiting for a long time, he mobilized leisurely and went straight into the light of the giant sword.

The jade-colored sword leaped into the aperture, and the huge lightsaber disappeared instantly, replaced by eight-handed blue swords scattered and flying.

Among them, two handles were completely damaged, one was directly broken into two halves, one had a crescent-shaped notch with a large finger, and the other six handles were scattered.

Yun Sangong groaned and his face was completely distorted.

His set of eight wind swords is derived from inheritance. When the original sacrifice was formed, he did not use his true soul. If he wanted to cultivate it, he would naturally use the secret method to append his true soul to it.

At this moment, the set of Eight Wind Swords was severely damaged, and the real soul villain in Yuntai, Lingtai, was also severely damaged.

Just as Yun San was groaning, Xu Yi was like a ghost of a magpie, straddling the obstacles of time and space, and a small jade sword was stuck directly in Yun San's chest.

However, Xu Yi, who was seriously injured, spurred the blast, holding the bone sword, and while Yun San was out of sight, he broke out and launched a sudden attack.

The bone sword had not yet been added, and Yun Sangong's whole body suddenly floated a white awn, which blocked the bone sword, and the huge puncture force finally failed to prevent the bone sword from stabbing into Yun Sangong's body.

Although it was only less than half a finger thick, Yun Sangong was hissed by the pain of the real soul caused by the bone sword piercing.

It is Xu Yi's inherent means and conventional style to use the wind charm to give birth to a speed beyond imagination, puncture with sharp weapons, and instantly kill the enemy.

At the beginning, Xu Yi, with the speed of the blast, and the profit of the coral horn, did not know how many masters had lost. In the face of the third son of Yun this time, Xu Yizhan thought of this game.

It is just that the masters encountered are getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of the amulet is not enough to kill a strong player such as Yun Sangong. Only with the help of the wind rune can he be unprepared and obtain the results.

The reason why Xu Yi came up to be beaten passively and never fought back was that he was waiting for Yun San to do his best, which was another kind of exhausted strategy.

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