"feasible!"
Seeing the bloody sword tearing apart the defense of the Soul-Calming Bell, Wang Changsheng was immediately overjoyed!
After Shenzang enters the body, the blessed power can make Huangquan burst out with more powerful power. Under this power, coupled with the power of the heavy sword, it can directly tear the Soul-Calming Bell.
Of course, this is also because the Soul Suppressing Bell is on Qi Yang's body. If the Soul Suppressing Bell is on the body of his dead father, no matter what method Wang Changsheng uses, he will never be able to break through the Soul Suppressing Bell's defense.
Although the Taoist weapon is powerful, it still depends on the person who uses it!
Like a big knife, can it have the same power in the hands of a child as in the hands of an adult?
"Um?"
Before Wang Changsheng was overjoyed, he saw the golden light that had just been torn apart condensed again, but the golden light shrank inwards, forming a new golden light cover that, together with the body of the Soul-Calming Bell, protected Qi Yang. in.
"Isn't it over yet?" Wang Changsheng said with a surprised expression.
With that said, he raised his head again, and the bloody sword flew up. When Wang Changsheng's big hand fell, the bloody sword, accompanied by the power of the epee, landed hard on the soul-killing bell.
Boom!
There was a roaring sound from the Soul-Calming Bell, and the golden light was torn apart again. Although the bloody sword did not hurt Qi Yang, the golden light of the Soul-Calming Bell was torn, and Qi Yang suffered a backlash. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body The breath became even more depressed.
This time, Wang Changsheng did not wait for Jin Guang to shrink back, and raised his hand for the third time!
Heavy sword...
Boom!
The bloody sword, accompanied by the power of the heavy sword, fell on the golden light for the third time.
Seeing that the soul-suppressing bell had not been completely broken open, Wang Changsheng did not hesitate at all and raised his hand for the fourth time!
The heavy sword, the bloody sword fell...
Boom!
Raise your hand for the fifth time!
Boom!
Raise your hand for the sixth time!
Boom!
After raising his hand ten times, the golden light of the Soul-Calming Bell was torn apart by the bloody sword ten times. The Soul-Calming Bell was still standing strong, but the golden light above the Soul-Calming Bell was getting dimmer.
According to Wang Changsheng's estimation, if he continues to attack in this way, he will definitely be unable to withstand the soul-suppressing bell for ten more times at most.
Therefore, Wang Changsheng directly raised his hand for the eleventh time!
Now that he has found a way to break the soul-suppressing bell's defense, once the soul-suppressing bell is broken, Wang Changsheng is sure to kill Qi Yang in a very short time.
Qi Yang saw the Soul Suppressing Bell being broken open again and again. This time, he was really scared. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, his breath became even weaker. When the Soul Suppressing Bell was broken open again, Qi Yang continued to bleed. I didn't dare to vomit, so I forced myself to hold it in my throat.
Qi Yang knew that every time he spurted blood, he would lose a point of his heritage and his injuries would become aggravated.
"Wang Changsheng, do you have to kill me today?" Qi Yang asked.
In Qi Yang's voice, besides anger, there was also fear.
The soul-suppressing bell is Qi Yang's last line of defense. This is only the protection from the magical weapon, and it does not mean that Qi Yang has no other means.
However, Qi Yang's other methods must not be used until the last moment of life and death, because the impact on Qi Yang will be too great.
Wang Changsheng didn't answer. Isn't this obvious?
As long as there is a chance, Qi Yang will die today!
Therefore, after the bloody sword fell and saw the torn hole getting bigger and bigger, Wang Changsheng also knew that the soul-suppressing bell should not be able to stop it.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
When Qi Yang saw Wang Changsheng raising his bloody sword to attack the soul-suppressing bell again, he understood Wang Changsheng's attitude, and a cold roar came from his mouth: "Wang Changsheng, even if I die today, I will drag you to be buried with me!"
Boom boom...
With that said, Qi Yang's lifelong cultivation came out of his body, all poured into the soul-suppressing bell, and the golden light flourished again, but it was obviously less powerful than it was at the beginning.
"Come again!"
Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
Anyway, he now has the ability to break through the defense of the soul-suppressing bell, but with just a few more blows, Wang Changsheng feels that with his current situation, he should be able to hold on for a while longer.
boom!
The bloody sword struck again.
"Father, save me..."
A roar came from Qi Yang's mouth, and a drop of blood flew out from Qi Yang's eyebrows. This drop of blood was extremely coquettish, and the blood fell on the soul-killing bell.
Boom boom...
The soul-suppressing bell roared again. This was the sound coming from the soul-suppressing bell itself, and it was also the sound of the bloody sword hitting the soul-suppressing bell.
"not good!"
Wang Changsheng saw the bloody sword fall. This time, the bloody sword did not break through the defense of the soul-suppressing bell as it did in the beginning, but was evenly matched.
An aura that did not belong to Qi Yang came out from the Soul Suppression Bell. Immediately afterwards, Wang Changsheng saw the coquettish drop of blood flying out of Qi Yang's eyebrows. It had already fallen on the Soul Suppression Bell and dispersed. Now from A figure stepped out from the blood.
The figure slowly solidified, and finally appeared like a middle-aged man.
Boom!
After the middle-aged man appeared, he slapped the Soul-Calming Bell with one hand. The originally golden light of the Soul-Calming Bell was very weak, but it once again became more powerful than when Qi Yang sacrificed it. Much more powerful.
Under the agitation of the soul-suppressing bell, the bloody sword condensed by Wang Changsheng collapsed directly and turned into hell again.
Tsk tsk...
Huang Quan continued to wrap the soul-suppressing bell, making an anxious sound.
However, Wang Changsheng saw that although Huangquan was eroding the Soul-Calming Bell, it could not get close to the Soul-Calming Bell, and what it was eroding was only the power of the Soul-Calming Bell.
"Ancient method?"
The middle-aged man who appeared took a look at the current situation and didn't pay much attention to Qi Yang. At this moment, Qi Yang was extremely weak.
To be precise, Qi Yang finally sacrificed his whole life to cultivate the soul-stirring bell, but it was just to deceive others. The whole purpose was to call out this figure.
It is not difficult to judge from Qi Yang's roaring voice that this voice is Qi Yang's father.
Through Jian Pingfan's words, Wang Changsheng knew who Qi Yang's father was!
Qi Yang's father was the previous great elder of Zhou Tiangong and Qidongnan's master. He was one of the few strong men in Zhou Tiangong. However, he chose to bury himself as his life span was about to expire.
Qi Yang’s father is not dead!
Originally, the soul-suppressing bell was owned by Qi Yang's father. In this soul-suppressing bell, there are still lingering memories of Qi Yang's father, and the blood between his eyebrows that Qi Yang sacrificed was to awaken his father's memory in the soul-suppressing bell. Sad.
This is Qiyang's final resort!
The middle-aged man saw through Wang Changsheng's situation at a glance and said with a puzzled expression: "Is there still a great master of the ancient law now?"
Wang Changsheng looked wary and suppressed it with the underworld. Now that the soul-suppressing bell is suppressed in the underworld, no matter how powerful Qi Yang's father is, it is just a residual thought. Wang Changsheng is confident that the underworld can still suppress the opponent!
Sure enough, Qi Yang's father controlled the soul-suppressing bell and struggled for a while, but found that he could not break free from Huang Quan's suppression. He also showed a surprised look: "What kind of magic weapon is this? Is it blood energy? It shouldn't be..."
