The fan-shaped wind blades roared towards the sky and covered the earth. Zhou Yang changed his color slightly and tried his best to dodge. Most of the wind blades hit the ground, and dust suddenly flew up. Several small craters were hit on the ground, and the remaining few Tao hits the high-grade magic shield to no avail.
Missing a hit, the tall and thin young man continued to pour spiritual energy into the high-grade magic weapon, and then hit the magic formula one after another.
Two wind blades larger than before rushed towards Zhou Yang again, their power increased several times, and the interval was only one breath.
As soon as Zhou Yang landed, two more than a hundred wind blades were already approaching.
He secretly thought something was wrong, so he forcefully raised his energy again, and used the Quick Luck Ten Thousand Miles Chasing Wind Technique to fly away, but after all, it was done in a hurry, and the speed was slightly slower than before.
At the same time, in order to block the blow, he poured spiritual power into the shrunken high-grade magic shield. The shield immediately expanded to a radius of one foot, and it faced two violent wind blades in an instant.
The sound of clanging was endless, and dozens of wind blades hit the shield.
More than half of the remaining dozens hit the ground, and many hit the spiritual light shield that Zhou Yang had just formed.
The light shield broke apart, and the remaining wind blades hit Zhou Yang hard, but most of the impact was lost and blocked by the inner armor. He was not injured, but he broke out in a cold sweat.
The tall and thin young man narrowed his eyes, but a turmoil arose in his heart. The three consecutive attacks that he had originally held the pearl of wisdom fell into the air. He was not only surprised, but also very annoyed.
Although his high-grade magic weapon was powerful, the more powerful it was, the greater the spiritual power it consumed. After three consecutive attacks, he had to stop and take a breath.
Originally, the three consecutive attacks he designed were extremely difficult for even spiritual cultivators to avoid. Even if they were lucky enough to avoid them, they would pay a heavy price.
In his imagination, the person in front of him was extremely powerful. It was normal for him to escape the first wave of wind blade attacks, but he would have to be severely damaged at least in the next two waves. But the reality was a joke on him. Not only did this person avoid it, he was not injured at all. How is this possible?
During his brief thought, Zhou Yang's sharp counterattack arrived, and the golden gun that was captured by him roared towards him again.
The young man was suddenly startled and retreated quickly.
"Get a broken gun and play around with it. This kid turns out to be a pauper!" The young man dodged the blow, but curled his lips secretly.
Although the golden spear is very sharp, it is nothing more than that, and it is still very easy to block it with a magic shield.
Zhou Yang's method changed again, and the golden spear kept coming, and continued to turn.
"No, this gun can't be..." Staring at the dazzling golden spear, a warning sign suddenly occurred in the young man's heart.
However, as soon as he thought about it, three light snakes shot out from the golden gun, much faster than the golden gun itself, and attacked in three levels: upper, middle and lower.
The young man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his magic shield to block it. Three light snakes struck it simultaneously, creating a huge impact, but the young man took advantage of the situation and rushed away.
He just wanted to take a breath, but three light snakes slammed into the magic shield again. The magic shield itself made a squeaking sound and shrank in size.
"Fuck, you still..." The young man yelled angrily, but just halfway through shouting, the three light snakes arrived again, faster and with greater impact than before.
The young man choked on half of his words and almost lost his breath. But not caring about anything else, he raised his spirits again and desperately injected spiritual power into the magic shield, barely maintaining its original size.
However, what made him vomit blood was that the light snakes seemed to be endless, followed by three more, creating an even more violent impact.
There were already cracks on the surface of his shield, and it was about to explode.
The opponent's attack was too fast, and he had no other options and no time to take other actions. He could only continue to pour spiritual power into the shield to block the light snake.
There was another impact, and the magic shield had more and bigger cracks, but this time it was not the light snake, but the golden gun itself. Although it is not as fast as the light snake, it is substantial. The tip of the spear hits the shield hard, and the power is much greater than that of the light snake.
The shield shrank sharply, but the young man's spiritual power rushed into the shield desperately. Only then could it hold on without bursting.
The tall and lanky young man had already turned pale with horror. This man's attack was too sharp and too fast, and he had no chance to breathe.
However, this kid even threw out the golden gun. He must have lost his strength and skills.
Otherwise, if he hits it twice more, his magic shield will definitely burst into pieces.
However, he was told by his own crow's mouth, and three rays of silver light came in a flash, hitting the shield that had shrunk by more than half.
Before the young man could catch his breath, three more light blades slashed hard at the magic shield. Finally, the magic shield could no longer hold up. First, there were dense cracks, and then it exploded with a snap.
The young man's face was pale. He first used a large amount of spiritual power to perform three consecutive kills, and then tried his best to maintain a high-grade magic shield. In addition, he continued to use physical skills to retreat, and his own spiritual power was running low.
Fortunately, although the magic shield exploded, the light blade was also at the end of its powerful crossbow. The aftermath hit the spiritual light shield he had just propped up, and was blocked one after another.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to stay. He mobilized his remaining spiritual power to retreat sharply. But the next moment, his face changed wildly, and his soul flew into the sky in horror, and three more light blades struck in front of him like life-threatening talismans!
His spiritual power was about to run out, and he hurriedly formed a thin spiritual light shield, but this light shield was too fragile and was useless in the face of such a heavy blow.
The three light blades broke through the spiritual light shield at the same time and hit the young man hard. Two of his lower abdomen and chest were blocked by the inner armor, but the top light blade sank directly into his throat!
The young man opened his eyes wide and looked at the bloody arrow in disbelief. He never imagined until his death that a mere lad in the late stage of Lingtai could get so much spiritual power.
His body fell heavily to the ground, and he died unwillingly.
"Uncle Nine!"
The three cultivators in black who were besieging Bai Meng and Wu Changan caught a glimpse of the young man being killed out of the corner of their eyes, and were so shocked that they lost their souls.
In their opinion, Uncle Jiu, with his spiritual cultivation, would be more than enough to deal with that kid without any effort at all. However, they never expected that Uncle Jiu, who was three levels higher than that young man, would be killed. How could this be possible?
Could it be that that person was hiding his cultivation?
In a panic, a cultivator's defense showed a flaw, and Bai Meng cut off his right arm with a knife. The weapon in his hand fell to the ground. Bai Meng used his backhand to cut off the man's head with another knife.
The remaining two people were so frightened that they didn't dare to fight anymore and fled away. How could Bai Meng and Wu Changan let them go, so they flew after them.
Zhou Yang's face turned pale at this time, and he felt extremely empty inside. He staggered twice and almost fell over.
Although he killed the tall and lanky young man, he still had very little spiritual power left.
The young man's three consecutive kills almost injured him, but they also made Zhou Yang completely berserk. He used his spiritual power to continuously activate the golden gun, and then used the flying blade. After firing the light blade one after another, he consumed a huge amount of spiritual power. .
Coupled with the continuous use of the Wanli Chasing Wind Technique, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy, although he succeeded now, it was the end of his might.
At this moment, two of the young man's men were seen running away in panic.
If they want to escape back to Daye Sect, they must pass through their side.
Although I don’t know what sect these four people belong to, they must not be left alive. They must eradicate their roots and kill them all.
"I think these two people felt that my breath was unstable, so they tried to escape. Huh, how can I let you do what you want!" Zhou Yang pretended to be unable to hold on, and his body fell softly to the ground.
Those two people really didn't pay attention to Zhou Yang at this time, because they had already sensed the serious lack of his spiritual power, and when they saw him falling to the ground, they prepared to kill him during the escape process, so as to save Jiu Yang. I want to take revenge on my uncle, so I can have an explanation when I return to my family.
But they saw the two of them getting closer and closer, one of them had raised his sword high, with a ruthless look in his eyes.
"No, be careful!" The man in black who was following behind suddenly felt the danger and hurriedly shouted, but it was too late.
Zhou Yang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up. As the aura in his body surged, three silver blades of light roared out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the man in black at the front.
The person who thought that his spiritual power was completely exhausted suddenly suddenly became angry. The two of them were too close, and it was impossible for the person to avoid them completely.
In the flash of lightning, the man in black tilted his head suddenly and barely managed to get past a light blade, but the second one hit his chest solidly, and the third one also pierced his calf.
"Damn it, you actually have inner armor!" The next moment, Zhou Yang cursed angrily.
"Ah!" The man screamed in pain, and then fell to the ground, but his leg was only injured. Although it was in great pain, he still raised his sword and slashed at Zhou Yang.
At this time, Zhou Yang was really exhausted. It was impossible to avoid this man's crazy knife in an instant.
His spiritual power has been completely exhausted, and the Earth Fire Body Tempering Technique has become a decoration. Zhou Yang can only try his best to turn his body to one side, and he can only leave it to fate whether he can dodge or not.
His previous purpose was to stop the two of them for a moment, and then kill them after Bai Meng and Wu Changan arrived.
Apparently he succeeded in slowing down the two's escape, but he put himself in an extremely dangerous situation. The broadsword was slashed across his shoulder and back, but he couldn't muster any spiritual power, so he could only dodge with gritted teeth.
The upper body barely let the sword pass, and the sword roared towards his waist.
There was a crisp sound, and the broadsword did not hit Zhou Yang, but was knocked away by something.
Zhou Yang could see clearly, but a black-feathered arrow hit the blade and knocked it away.
Before the cultivator in black could react, another black-feathered arrow struck him like a meteor, hitting his neck. The man screamed and died on the spot.
Zhou Yang was also shocked and broke into a cold sweat. At this time, his spiritual power was exhausted and he could not use the Earth Fire Body Tempering Technique. If he was hit by a big knife, he would have to be split in half.
Fortunately, Bai Meng's black-feathered arrow shot the sword away in time, and he was spared.
"Hmph, even if you have inner armor, you have to kill him!" Zhou Yang spat.
You must know that the two of them have bows and arrows, and it is completely unnecessary for me to bother to stop them. Because he was in the wilderness north of Anping City, but he had personally experienced the power of black feather arrows.
Another black-clothed cultivator had also arrived, but when he saw his companion being killed instantly, he was already frightened to death. He dared not seek revenge because his life was at stake. escape.
