Noticing that the message talisman had malfunctioned and could not transmit information immediately, Bai Qingyang's pupils suddenly shrank, finally realizing the seriousness of the matter.
In a short period of time, they will not be able to use external forces to get out of their current predicament.
Unless someone notices something unusual here and takes the initiative to help.
And this also takes time.
It's just... Bai Qingyang squinted his eyes and glanced into the distance. He felt that the lights elsewhere were dim and blurry, and only vague shouts came over.
Is most of the sound blocked?
Bai Qingyang's heart sank, and he couldn't hold it in anymore. He clenched his right fist, and the two gemstones on his thumb and index finger lit up, one white and one yellow, stirring up the vitality.
The entire courtyard seemed like day, as if covered with a layer of silver foil, emitting a dazzling light that completely dispelled the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, a thick yellow curtain with Bai Qingyang as the center suddenly expanded and expanded in all directions. It didn't look like an attack, but more like some kind of expulsion technique.
At the same time, Gu Ying knelt on one knee and placed one palm on the ground.
As the yellow curtain spread indiscriminately, a suspicious thing was covered and surrounded in the center of the courtyard.
It was a humanoid figure, neither tall nor short, and looked like a man in shape. Because it was enclosed and covered by the curtain, it was impossible to see its true appearance.
Bai Qingyang immediately raised his hand and pointed at the figure whose age was unclear, and a slightly deep voice immediately sounded:
"Tangled."
Suddenly, the yellow curtain that originally spread in all directions suddenly stopped, and then like a backflow, it gathered crazily towards the figure in the courtyard.
Not long after, the figure was wrapped in layers of curtains and could no longer move.
At this time, Gu Ying, who was well prepared, exerted his strength with his palms, pressed the ground heavily, and shouted in a low voice:
"Thrust!"
Amidst the crashing sound, a sharp earth thorn about ten feet long suddenly emerged from the ground, accurately appearing under the figure that was entangled and temporarily unable to move, and pierced through it in one go.
With a pop, the figure seemed to have been pierced and severely injured. It could no longer maintain its integrity. It collapsed instantly and fell to the ground.
"wrong."
Without waiting for her heart to relax, Gu Ying suddenly spoke up and pointed at the tip of the soil thorn.
Bai Qingyang glanced at it and nodded silently.
At the tip of the soil thorn, it was still the original gray-brown color, with no trace of blood remaining.
This means that the tacit cooperation between the two just now did not really hurt the enemy.
Seeing this, Bai Qingyang took a deep breath and gave up on his plan to achieve success in one fell swoop and quickly break through the restrictions.
He clenched his right fist again, letting the gem decorations on his middle finger, ring finger, and little finger light up.
next moment.
A pair of illusory and thick armor appeared on Bai Qingyang's body. A spinning purple bead appeared above his head, and there was a cyan airflow swirling under his feet.
In an instant, this intermediate deacon of the White Bone Sect applied three means of defense, attack, and speed to himself.
After doing this, Bai Qingyang had a thought, and the airflow under his feet immediately accelerated, and it was about to carry him and fly elsewhere.
As a warrior with considerable combat experience, he naturally understood that if he stayed in one place for a long time during a battle, it would give his opponent a chance.
Just as Bai Qingyang took off, the stacked curtains in the courtyard crackled and a fire broke out.
In the firelight, a slender figure stepped out step by step.
Jiang Yan looked around and first glanced at Gu Ying, who was already on one knee and about to press his palms to the ground. His eyes instantly turned dark.
As soon as Gu Ying's palm touched the ground, before he could launch an attack, he felt an invisible wave sweeping over him, and his head was blurred, as if someone had hit him hard with a hard iron rod.
Red liquid slowly oozed from her eyes, nose, and ears, and she almost lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.
"This..." Seeing this scene, Bai Qingyang felt a chill behind him, and the airflow under his feet expanded a bit again, taking him higher into the sky.
Jiang Yan raised his head and slowly moved up. Seeing that the other Bone Cultist was getting further and further away, he thought for a moment, raised his arm, and aimed his palm at the target.
Dazzling golden light emitted from its palm, like a golden sun.
boom!
Like a substantial beam of light flowing upstream, Bai Qingyang was drowned in an instant.
"No!"
Unspeakable pain immediately swept through the body of the mid-level deacon, making him unable to even complete a true scream before being burned to ashes by endless light and heat.
"Too much force."
Jiang Yan waved his hand casually, blowing away some of the ashes falling from the sky. Then he clasped his palms together, put away the "fire cage" he had secretly arranged before, and turned to walk towards Gu Ying, who was in a coma.
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…
"Fujing takes action?"
Jing Yesi and You Hanyan had just finished handling today's affairs and were considering taking a rest early when they saw a golden beam of light surrounded by thick legal principles emitting from the south of the city and hitting infinite heights.
His face turned serious.
After a few breaths of silence, You Hanyan suddenly shouted:
"Someone's coming."
A dozen figures quickly ran out of the darkness:
"Sifu."
You Hanyan pinched his forehead and said coldly:
"Go check, what happened just now?"
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Bai Yang School.
Wu Yuanjia looked at the beam of light that penetrated the sky and illuminated half of Sophora City at night, pursed his lips, shook his head and smiled:
"Young man is so impatient. He is so eager to find trouble with the Bone Sect. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Then, he muttered again:
"However, this mentality is similar to that of the old guy Li Jiyang. He doesn't want to let his own people be bullied in vain."
Wu Yuanjia grabbed the jug next to him, took a sip, threw the jug away, and blinked:
"However, the power of the pillar of fire just now is indeed not weak... It should be achieved by compressing the talisman power and releasing it in a concentrated manner. This is actually the direction of tool making."
Wu Yuanjia gradually fell into deep thought.
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Yangliu Fang.
Yang Lan carefully ate a piece of steamed bun that Uncle Wang bought through begging, and then started to stare at the dark sky in a daze.
"What? Can't sleep?"
Zhao Cheng came closer and stood together with Yang Lan, also looking outside.
Yang Lan said "hmm", turned her head and asked:
"You saw that...that light just now, right?"
Zhao Cheng nodded and asked:
"What do you want to say?"
Yang Lan closed her eyes and was silent for a while, then slowly said:
"There were masters fighting there just now. That beam of light must have been caused by someone who failed to control his strength, causing the fluctuations in the battle to be noticed."
She moved her wrist and continued:
"Yehuai, like other cities, does not allow warriors above the Dan level to fight in the city. Now if something like this happens, the officials will definitely send people to investigate. I think we should move there and look for opportunities to fight with the officials. contact and seek asylum.
"You can't always wait for your own people to rescue you."
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ps: Keep asking for the tickets in your hand.
