Chapter 41 Sword Art and the Immovable Dragon King sit like bells!

Style: Fantasy Author: Chinese BegoniaWords: 1586Update Time: 24/01/18 17:33:36
The huge Taichi Yin-Yang fish appears again.

However, this time the Tai Chi pattern is lighter than the first time.

The reason is still the consumption of spiritual power in his body.

Because Tai Chi Boundless is an offensive martial skill. With the realm of Song and Yuan Dynasties, it can usually be used two to three times.

But after switching to defense, the energy consumed increased greatly, and the second use almost exhausted all the spiritual power in his body.

Wow!

In desperation, Song Yuan summoned more than a dozen top-level defensive weapons.

Boom!

Just like last time, the three of them were thrown away again and smashed against the stone pillar.

The defense formed by Tai Chi Boundless and more than a dozen top spiritual weapons cannot stop the power of the Sky-Shaking Cannon!

"Wow! Poof!"

Song Yuan sat slumped in the pile of stones, coughing blood from his mouth.

Upon closer inspection, his arms were twisted and fractured, and his face was pale.

The aura on his body was sluggish, almost on the verge of death.

Since Song Yuan suffered most of the damage, Yu Zhan and Yang Tong behind him were only slightly injured.

"call!"

Yi Huang blew the thick smoke from the muzzle.

It is indeed the Sky-Shaking Cannon gifted to me by the system. Its power is truly terrifying!

One shot is equivalent to a full-strength blow in the middle stage of the Demon King Realm, and there is no exaggeration at all!

In fact, Song Yuan had already suffered considerable internal injuries during the first shot. He was able to survive the second shot, which shows that Song Yuan's own strength is still very strong.

"Master!"

Yang Tong climbed out of the rubble and quickly came to Song Yuan.

At this time, Song Yuan was already breathing out more and taking in less air.

If there is no outside intervention, I am afraid that he will definitely die within a stick of incense!

"Tong...Tong'er, hurry...go..."

Song Yuan was confused and wanted to touch Yang Tong's face, but he couldn't even lift his arm.

The Sky-Shaking Cannon almost killed him!

He didn't even have the ability to fight back in front of the Sky-Shaking Cannon.

"Master, nothing will happen to you, nothing will happen to you!"

Yang Tong cried so hard that his voice was choked with sobs.

She took out a dozen pills from her arms and stuffed them into Song Yuan's mouth desperately.

"Tong'er, it's useless, my master's heart has been broken..."

Song Yuan closed his eyes, his face full of pain.

"Sister Yang Tong, are you okay?"

Anchuan quickly came to Yang Tong's side.

That shot by Yi Huang just now frightened Anchuan almost out of his mind.

"Yaskawa, I beg you, save my master, save my master!"

Plop!

The moment Yang Tong saw Anchuan, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and knelt on the ground on the spot.

"Sister Tong'er, what are you doing? Come on... get up quickly..."

Anchuan hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Brother Yasukawa...if something happens to my master, I won't be able to survive."

Yang Tong's body was shaking as he cried.

"I…"

Yasukawa hates seeing women cry, especially the girls he likes.

He took a deep breath and looked at Yi Huang behind him: "Senior..."

"Um?"

Yi Huang glared.

This brat is a little out of line.

Sure enough, Yihuang's huge aura shocked Anchuan.

All his words were stuck in his throat.

Yang Tong put his hands on the ground, stood up slowly, and then walked towards Yi Huang step by step.

Wow!

The people around her quickly surrounded her.

"spread!"

Yi Huang raised his hand casually.

He was still in the middle stage of the small Wuzong realm, but he didn't take it seriously yet.

When Yang Tong was less than five meters away from Yi Huang, she knelt down.

She kowtowed three times on the floor, her voice choked with sobs: "Senior Demon King, my master has never offended you with a single word from the moment he stepped into the hall. It was all Yu Zhan who was sowing discord. Please save me." Save my master..."

"Master, please save Senior Song Yuan..."

thump!

Anchuan also knelt on the ground at this time.

"Hey...it's really a headache..."

Yi Huang rubbed his forehead.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been slapped to death.

But Yaskawa is not an ordinary person, and his future potential is limitless. What's more, he is also a time traveler like himself, and is essentially the same as himself.

There were only two fellow villagers in the Daqi Sect, so he couldn't just kill them.

"That's all, Elk, put a seal on him!"

tread! tread!

The colorful elk came forward, looked down at Song Yuan, and then shot out a colorful divine light from its forehead.

Uh-huh!

Buzz!

The seven-colored divine light penetrated Song Yuan's head and instantly enveloped Song Yuan's soul.

After a while, the divine light disappeared, and the colorful elk left here.

"Get a few people and take him to Chunyang Jingshu so that he can be looked after!"

Yi Huang ordered several people.