The sound was like a soul moving through the sea of blue flames, and the countless blue flames provided Yu Zhi with excellent cover.
Qingyan also has the effect of isolating the breath, hiding Yu Zhi perfectly.
Buzz!
Yu Zhi charged out again and stabbed Cang Shui in the chest with his sword.
The flowing sword intention protects Cang Shui's whole body, and the sword without the blessing of the sword intention cannot hurt Cang Shui's vital parts.
Cang Shui came at him with his sword in an instant, wanting to kill Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi was faster, turned around and escaped into the sea of green flames.
Yu Zhi is not afraid of the burning of Biluo Qingyan, but Cang Shui cannot ignore Biluo Qingyan. Even Cang Biejie, who is in the ninth level of the Open Monument, needs the help of "Fire Control Technique" to be able to contact the Biluo Qingyan.
Yu Zhi's figure melted into the sea of fire and disappeared without a trace.
And Cang Shui had to be wary of Yu Zhi who might appear at any time.
Although ants are small, their countless gnawing can cause tall buildings to collapse!
Cang Shui slashed out countless sword energy again, spraying out in all directions.
As long as he finds Yu Zhi's figure in the sea of green flames, he can kill Yu Zhi.
The green flames swayed in the sword energy, but there was no sign of extinguishing.
"If you have the ability to come out and fight, what's the point of hiding?" Cang Shui shouted loudly.
Yu Zhi also said: "You have the ability to fight in the same realm. You are two realms higher than me, and you want me to challenge you head-on. How shameless are you?"
As he spoke, another figure peeled off from the green flames and rushed towards Cang Shui.
Cang Shui was always alert to his surroundings without any panic. These sneak attacks are unexpected, but by no means difficult to deal with.
"Little trick!" Cang Shui sneered.
The dagger was slashed out, and as long as Yu Zhi didn't hide, he would die under Cang Shui's sword.
Cang Shui's sword was extremely dangerous, and the slowly flowing sword intention turned into rapids, blocking Yu Zhi's path.
Meat on the altar, turtle in the jar.
Cang Shui smiled and said, "A sneak attack is a risky move. How can you get away with it if you often walk by the river?"
The sword intent surrounded him and the dagger attack made Yu know that he had no way to retreat.
Yu Zhi turned a deaf ear and ran towards the dagger.
Just as everyone was waiting to see the dagger pierce Yu Zhi's chest, the figure surrounded by green flames turned into a ball of green flames and disappeared the moment it touched the dagger.
"The incarnation of Qing Yan?"
"Again the incarnation of Qingyan?"
"This boy has completely subdued Biluo Qingyan?"
Immediately, Yu Zhi's chuckle also came over.
"Old guy, do you think I will go into danger alone? What a joke, today I will let you see the real Biluo Qingyan!"
The sound came from all directions in the sea of green flames, and no one could find Yu Zhi's location.
Biluo Qingyan has shown unprecedented strength in Yuzhi. This is a scene that has never appeared in Cangshan for hundreds of years.
Slap in the face.
The sixth level of breaking armor and the eighth level of opening monument.
The green flames of the blue sky blocked the gate of Cangshan Mountain.
This was a bigger slap in the face than the Northern Border Army Chen Bingshan had done a long time ago.
As soon as he finished speaking, the green flames burned even more fiercely, like mountains rising from the ground that were unattainable, trapping Cang Shui in them.
In an instant, dozens more figures sprang out of the sea of fire with bare hands, pressing towards the single figure one after another.
The meat is on the ground, the turtle is in the urn, and who is behind bars now?
Even though Cang Shui was shocked, it was not difficult to deal with it.
The dilemma is not a dead end. These incarnations of Qingyan will never exceed Yu Zhi's own strength.
"No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants!"
Countless water swords surged forward, and thousands of water arrows stood in the air, aiming at the dozens of figures.
"Go!" Cang Shui ordered.
Thousands of arrows fired!
The horrifying scene left onlookers speechless.
"No matter how powerful the Qing Yan incarnation is, it will not surpass the eighth level of Kaibei. How can it threaten Cang Shui?"
"That's right. The incarnation of Qingyan, although magical, is just a tactic to Cang Shui."
"Yu Zhi is a little-known boy. He is so courageous and resourceful at such a young age. Even if he is placed in any sect in Shiwan Mountain, he is no less than the chief disciple."
"Indeed. If he hadn't had a grudge against Cangshan, we, the Linghe Sect, would be willing to take him under our command!"
"Huh? Your Linghe Sect doesn't think about it on your own. We have a swordsman master as our backer, so why do you still need your Linghe Sect to teach you?"
"So what if he has a strong backer? If Li Haomiao doesn't care about him, the little boy will probably die here."
Everyone bowed their heads and sighed. Throughout the ages, it is not surprising that many geniuses have died on the road of pursuit.
Although Cang Shui was besieged at the moment, he was still not necessarily at a disadvantage.
Whoosh whoosh!
Water arrows burst out and shot through dozens of green flame incarnations.
The sword intent swept across, crushing the green flames and turning them into flying smoke.
Hiding in the sea of fire, Yu Zhineng thought of ways and tried again and again.
"Although Marshmallow is nothing that cannot be burned, after all, my cultivation is limited. It is difficult to exert his full power."
"If I keep trying like this, I'm afraid my energy won't be able to withstand such consumption."
Yu Zhi held the Zi Zi Sword in his hand, feeling quite helpless.
No matter how miraculous the martial arts are, without the blessing of true energy, they cannot compete with the difference in realm.
"There is nothing I can do. I have too few cards and my cultivation level is too low. In this battle, I still have to count on my uncle." Yu Zhi looked at the Zi Zi Sword, and the translucent blade of the sword was reflected in Yu Zhi's eyes.
In the eyes of others, Yu Zhi's ability to reach this level of the sixth level of Armor Breaking is already amazing enough.
If it had been anyone else, he would have died by Cang Shui's sword long ago.
The next moment, several more figures walked out of the sea of fire, surrounding Cang Shui.
Cang Shui said disdainfully: "You want to kill me with just a few incarnations. Are you looking down on me?"
Cang Shui's eyes crossed the incarnation of Qingyan in front, and finally landed on Yu Zhi, who was holding the sword at the back.
The person holding the sword is Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi didn't answer. The moment he raised his foot forward, all the avatars of Qing Yan ran towards Cang Shui together.
The green flames burned into twisted shapes.
The sword intent of the flowing water surges and kills mercilessly.
The green flames burned turbulently, shooting out streams of flames like flowing clouds, bright and blazing.
"One sword causes thunder!"
Purple lightning thundered, bombarding the sea of fire. Under the intersection of thunder and fire, the sound of explosions was endless.
A series of violent bombardments shook the air flow, disrupting the true energy of the opponent.
Cang Shui was not afraid and rushed into the surrounding avatars with his sword in hand.
The sword energy like flowing water continued continuously, turning into wind and waves, blowing away those figures.
clang!
The free sword collided with the dagger again, sparks flew everywhere, and another violent shock wave was created.
Yu Zhi retreated, while Cang Shui sneered and pursued the victory.
There was a rain of swords, each sword aimed at Yu Zhi's vitals.
The true energy crushed Yu Zhi's movement.
Yu Zhiru fell into the quagmire, and his repeated dodges made him sink deeper and deeper.
The surrounding avatars of green flames could barely cope with the blast of sword energy.
clang!
There was another roar, and Yu Zhi was blasted dozens of meters away.
When everyone saw this, they sighed again.
"What Cang Shui is looking for is Yu Zhi's true body. How can he be Cang Shui's opponent in a head-on confrontation?"
"It seems there is still no escape."
"How can there be so many people who do justice for heaven in the world. If you want to avenge others, you must also have some self-awareness."
"You're just seeking your own death. In this world, it's difficult for a wise man to protect himself, yet he still wants to meddle in other people's business."
Everyone expected that Yu Zhi would die in Cang Shui's hands if his true body was revealed.
Cang Shui thinks so too.
The sword moves became more fierce and the sword energy became sharper, forcing Yu Zhi into a desperate situation.
Cang Shui struck again with his sword, and Yu Zhi flew backwards and hit the ground, and was pinned into a deep pit by the majestic zhenqi.
"Yu Zhi suffers death!"
As long as Cang Shui adds one more sword, Yu Zhi will die here, with no room for change.
The appearance of Qing Yan's sea of fire and Qing Yan's incarnation gave hope to Li Wantong and others.
But the reality is still cruel.
Yu Zhi seemed to be in a vast ocean, with the vast and sharp sword intent surrounding him and swallowing him.
Now, Yu Zhi truly felt the sword cultivator's sword intention.
The closer we get to death, the more real this feeling becomes.
"Master Hou!" Li Wantong shouted.
If Li Haomiao doesn't care, the only hope is Wei Wuji.
Wei Wuji was also anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
He didn't dare to touch the green flames, and the sea of green flames blocked Wei Wuji's path.
Even if Wei Wuji wanted to rescue him, he couldn't keep up with Cang Shui's killing speed with his sword.
"It's a pity, this Yu Zhi is already considered a monster, no weaker than Li Haomiao back then."
"Most evildoers have short lives."
At the critical moment, Li Haomiao, who faced Cangshan's blessing of hundreds of years of luck, just glanced at the scene on the ground and thought to himself: "This kid really knows how to play."
The century-old luck that Cang Bie relied on also gave Li Haomiao a little headache.
Not a master, but still comparable to a master.
Cang Shui's eyes were cold and he said: "If you hadn't been meddling in other people's business, why would I have done this, and how could Cangshan have suffered such a disaster."
"You, damn it!"
"Anyone who offends Cangshan's power will be killed without mercy!" Cangshan disciples shouted in unison.
The dagger fell, and there was no obstacle in front of him.
Who would have thought that killing an Armor-Breaking Level 6 would be so laborious?
"kill!"
The green flames were extinguished, and Cang Shui's dull expression showed unconcealable joy.
"Kill my disciple, seize the treasure of Cangshan Mountain, and put me in this situation, you deserve to be killed!"
But after the Qingyan was completely extinguished, only a free sword was left!
Where are people?
Everyone stared at the cracked and empty ground.
Another incarnation of Qingyan?
At this time, all the joy and joy returned to nothingness.
how so?
Cang Shui's pupils were also trembling. When Yu Zhi appeared, everyone thought that the person holding the Zi Zi Sword was Yu Zhi, and the person with bare hands was the incarnation of Qing Yan.
Cang Shui also thinks so due to preconceived notions.
However, Yu Zhi controlled the incarnation of Qingyan to hold the free sword.
Buzz!
While Cang Shui was distracted in surprise, one of the green flames appeared behind Cang Shui.
"Go to hell!"
A streak of green flame overflowed from Yu Zhi's fingertips and forced into Cang Shui's body from the back.
No one dares to touch the blue falling green flames.
When it was sealed at the top of Cangshan Mountain, only Canghuo who had mastered the "Fire Control Technique" could come into contact with the Biluo Qingyan.
Suddenly, Cang Shui felt that everything inside was burning, and an unstoppable force wanted to break out of his body.
When Yu Zhi was detoxified from the seven insects and seven flowers, he also suffered corresponding pain.
But after all, Yu Zhi had the help of "Fire Control Technique", and Biluo Qingyan deliberately suppressed the original power, allowing Yu Zhi to survive the disaster safely.
Cang Shui turned around and punched Yu Zhi behind him.
clang!
The bells of the ancient temple are ringing!
The shadow of a golden bell shrouded Yu Zhi.
Buddhist golden bell!
If you open the eighth level of the monument at close range, you might lose your life, so Yu Zhi naturally has a trump card.
The Buddhist martial arts skills he cheated from Wuhua were his way to save his life.
The golden clock rotated and when cracks spread all over it turned into golden light and dissipated.
Yu Zhi spit out a mouthful of blood, half of the power of this palm was offset by the golden bell, and the other half fell on Yu Zhi.
Just seriously injured.
"Boy, you are so cunning." Cang Shui suffered a loss and tried his best to suppress the rioting Biluo Qingyan in his body.
Yu Zhi raised his hand to call for his sword, and the sword flew into his hand.
He calmed down and punched his chest, spurting out all the accumulated blood from several attacks, and the depression in his chest was swept away.
"It's still weak. Just such a palm made my energy collapse."
"If Cang Shui had killed me at all costs in a fight, I would have died in his hands."
"Now the blue-green flames are burning Cang Shui's internal organs. It's not fatal, but it can also burn away half of his life."
"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"
Yu Zhi's eyes were full of cruelty, and now Yu Zhi could create the best opportunity.
Cang Shui's whole body turned red under the burning of the green flames, and his meridians bulged and shone red.
The temperature of Cang Shui's body was rising rapidly, emitting bursts of white smoke.
Low roars like beasts kept coming from Cang Shui's mouth. It was obvious that he was suppressing great pain.
Yu Zhi continued to get closer, and most of his energy was consumed, but the Biluo Qingyan was still there, maintaining Yu Zhi's strength at the seventh level of the Open Monument.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The sword light intertwined and flickered, and the two figures fighting in the sea of fire were evenly matched.
This was something no one expected.
With the green flames burning inside and the sword force oppressing him outside, Cang Shui could only do two things, suppressing the green flames in his body while dealing with Yu Zhi's attack.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds had passed, and Yu Zhi fought more and more bravely, regardless of his life, and he was more desperate than ever.
The sea of Qingyan fire gradually disappeared and returned to the body of Biluo Qingyan.
As he raised his hand, the green flames turned into cloud arrows and shot out together with the sword light.
Whoosh whoosh!
Cang Shui blocked with his horizontal sword, struck several times in succession, and shook several times.
Each move moves like a flurry of wind and rain, with the appearance of beating a drowned dog.
...
Cang Bieli also realized the changes in the battle situation, his eyes were full of coldness, and he thought: "Trash, you can't even take care of this little guy!"
In a blink of an eye, he looked at Li Haomiao again, surrounded by rays of light and blessed by luck.
A single sword strike in the air conveys the power of a master.
Li Haomiao was surprised and became serious. "If you use luck to fight, no matter whether you win or lose, the luck you have accumulated in Cangshan will be squandered for a hundred years. You are really willing to bear it!"
Cang Bieli was unmoved and said: "As long as I beat you, everything will be worth it!"
Li Haomiao was puzzled. He didn't think the outcome of this battle was very important.
Victory or defeat is a common thing for a military strategist, and being obsessed with it is not his way of swordsmanship.
But for Cang Biejie, victory in this battle may break the barriers in the mind, gain enlightenment in one thought, and become a tenth-level master.
He was gambling, using Cangshan's century-old fortune to bet on an opportunity for victory and an opportunity for enlightenment.
"Use your sword skills to break the shackles of me and master the sword today."
Cang Bieli has been practicing meditation for many years, struggling to take that step, wandering in a fuzzy state, and flashing back to his mind of being defeated by Li Haomiao's sword again and again.
Each defeat accumulated little by little and became an insurmountable nightmare for him, preventing him from reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.
Thousands of rays of light cut out the ten thousand feet of sword energy, and the parting sword intention poured out like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
Sadness, desolation.
Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick!
The world is such a desolate scene, why should a lonely soul wander away?
The sky and the earth are changing. The sky was originally blue, but in a blink of an eye, the sky turns dark, and layers of dark clouds make people breathless.
"Li Haomiao, take my sword!"
