Ye Fengyu looked slightly stern when he heard this. If Miao Bingyu hadn't been there just now, he might have been dead. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "It seems that I can't lose my mind anymore!"
After thinking about it, he took hold of the dagger in his hand. The dagger glowed with blood and exuded a billowing blood energy. He was thinking about the first blow he had made since he became an immortal, and planned to find lessons from the previous failed experience.
But suddenly I heard Miao Bingyu next to me exhorting: "Concentrate, all thoughts of killing are mixed into the vitality of the magic weapon. As long as you are determined and move forward indomitably, the destination of your heart will be the other side of victory!"
At this time, many Hades guards around who had been forced back by Miao Bingyu were already preparing for the next wave of attacks. The aura of heaven and earth kept rolling, and the blue light flashed in front of them and the red mist rolled. It was obvious that they were from Qinglinyuan and Wanshengtang. The disciples took action together.
After Miao Bingyu finished speaking, she looked forward. In just half a breath, she saw a blood palm more than ten feet high rushing out of the billowing red mist. It was wrapped in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and shot towards the direction of the night wind and rain. Powerful waves of The oppression suddenly made Ye Fengyu almost breathless.
The power of this palm is obviously the strongest blow for a strong person who has entered the realm. At this time, in Ye Fengyu's eyes, it is like a devil's claw that has just emerged from the devil's cave. If ordinary people are in front of this bloody palm, they will definitely You will feel like your soul is being ripped away from you.
Although Ye Fengyu is an immortal cultivator, his cultivation level is still shallow now. Facing such a powerful vitality blood palm, the pressure he feels is not trivial.
Fortunately, Miao Bingyu promptly warned: "Concentrate on controlling the magic weapon!"
Only then did Ye Fengyu calm down and control Wuhua as Miao Bingyu said just now, while turning a blind eye to the bloody palm slapped behind him.
What he has to do now is to believe in Miao Bingyu. In addition to believing in Miao Bingyu, he also has to believe in one more person at this time, and that is himself.
There is nothing more important than believing in himself. He must believe that he can master the method of controlling Wuhua in a short period of time and deliver the strongest blow that his current cultivation level can deliver.
Although this blow was so weak in the eyes of these underworld guards, he had no other choice.
Miao Bingyu didn't pay much attention to the attacking blood palm, or in her eyes, the blood palm was not worth mentioning at all, just like a child playing house.
She knew that this blood palm was not the only attack launched by the surrounding underworld guards at this time, because there was a green light flashing after this attacking blood palm. It was an attack by a cultivator from Qinglin Garden. .
If you look from the side, you can definitely see a flying sword shooting out of the sky in the shining green light, passing through the rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth, passing through the thick blood mist, and striking together with the bloody palm. Come.
The distance between the Blood Palm and the Immortal Sword was less than a foot. It was obvious that they planned to carry out continuous attacks on Ye Fengyu and Miao Bingyu, and did not intend to give them any chance to breathe.
The calculation was that even if Miao Bingyu could catch the bloody palm, it would be too late to deal with the flying sword in a short period of time, and in this case, the flying sword would definitely hit Ye Fengyu.
Any blow delivered by these Hades guards may be the strongest blow, because they know that there are not many chances to hit Ye Fengyu, and if there is a chance, they will definitely kill one of them.
However, these underworld guards still underestimated Miao Bingyu's strength. Although her cultivation level was the same as those of these people, there were naturally differences between high and low in the realm.
Miao Bingyu didn't make too many moves. She opened the folding fan in her hand with a swish sound. An embroidery needle rushed out of the folding fan in the blink of an eye, bringing up a tiny wisp of blood in the air in front of her and piercing the air with her bloody palm. And go.
The embroidery needle is extremely fast, and it only takes an instant when it reaches the blood palm, as if teleporting.
At the same time, the billowing blood mist caused by the bloody vitality fanned out by the folding fan instantly formed a thick vitality shield in front of him, which was indestructible.
Her face was always calm and her expression was always indifferent. She just looked at the people in front of her with cold eyes, as if she had already seen the death of the Hades in front of her.
The embroidery needle in front did not pause at all before it reached the blood palm. It broke through the solid defense of the blood palm, sank into the palm, and then rushed out from the back of the blood palm. The blood streaks it brought up were like the blood of this palm.
Then, the seemingly unstoppable Blood Palm instantly collapsed and disintegrated under the horrified eyes of the surrounding underworld guards.
When the blood mist dissipated, the flying sword behind the blood palm was revealed. The flying sword was about two feet long. The sharp blade passed through the air, splitting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into two halves. The cold light continued and was impartial. Coming straight.
After breaking through the blood palm, the flying needle moved forward at a faster speed, passing by the flying sword in the air. The lines of vitality it brought up were like two blood red and cyan threads entangled in one place. It is extremely beautiful and imaginary, but it is full of killing moves!
It's just that the sword's momentum seemed to be moving forward, but it rarely stopped before reaching the Miaobingyu blood-colored energy shield in front, making it difficult to make any further progress.
It was like a child stabbing a stone wall with a wooden stick. The supreme sword power disappeared in an instant, and the sword energy overflowed with layers of spiritual energy ripples.
The surrounding Hades guards who were closer had no choice but to retreat continuously to avoid the aftermath of these attacks.
No one could see clearly how the blood palm was broken, because the embroidery needle was too small and too fast. Although they did not see the specific appearance, they could guess that it was the method used to pierce the head of the companion before.
But at this moment, no one has noticed that something is wrong. All the Hades Guards still firmly believe that Miao Bingyu's magic weapon is the folding fan, so that after the embroidery needle and the flying sword passed by, they did not notice that An embroidery needle was flying towards the owner of the flying sword.
The owner of this flying sword was concentrating on controlling the flying sword at the moment. It wasn't that he didn't notice the embroidery needle, it was just that he had no intention of defending at all.
He was very confident in the power of his flying sword. He firmly believed that his flying sword could penetrate Miao Bingyu's vitality shield before the embroidery needle touched him.
When the time comes, the flying needle will naturally destroy itself. At this time, the competition is about who is more ruthless than the other.
In his opinion, it's a way of trading injuries for injuries. If you don't dare to change, you can only stop.
However, the underworld guard did not expect that Miao Bingyu's defensive formation was too strong, and even his strongest blow could not break through her shield instantly.
In this way, the gap between the two sides widened instantly. The flying sword struck first but did not arrive, while the embroidery needle struck last and arrived first, flying towards the center of the underworld guard's eyebrows with lightning speed.
When the underworld guard realized that his flying sword could no longer make an inch forward, a touch of fear appeared in his eyes. It was the fear of death and the fear of embroidery needles. Maybe he had a phobia of sharp angles. On the tip of the embroidery needle , he felt extremely fearful.
Even if he controls the flying sword to fly back now, he is far from being able to escape the fire. He has to give up control of the flying sword in a hurry, then he pinches his fingers and hurriedly condenses a mask-sized vitality shield on his face. shield.
It's a pity that the energy shield was condensed too hastily and was not fully formed. The embroidery needle had already arrived, as effortlessly as breaking through the window paper. Then, before he could do any more reaction, the embroidery needle was drowned in him. Between his eyebrows, blood streaks flew out from the back of his head.
The corpse of the Hades was slightly stiff, like a robot that had lost power in an instant. It was difficult to move, and then slowly fell down. The fear in his eyes had not completely dissipated, so he had no choice but to die like this.
At the same time, Ye Fengyu finally took control of Wuhua, and a simple, edgeless, dark dagger floated quietly with thick blood.
At this time, Wuhua became more stable under his control, and his momentum was more powerful and solid than before. Waves of spiritual energy from heaven and earth continued to converge towards Wuhua, forming a seemingly illusory spiritual energy around the dagger. space.
Ye Fengyu looked intently at a Hades guard in front of him, randomly selecting an enemy who could withstand the upcoming blow.
The selection was so random that the Hades' eyes were full of anger when he realized that he had been chosen. In his opinion, this was a kind of contempt. Being looked down upon by a cultivator who was just beginning to reach the realm of immortality, he couldn't stand it at all, or he didn't even think about enduring it.
Since Ye Fengyu chose him, if he accidentally killed Ye Fengyu, it would be a great achievement. Thinking about it this way, the person who was selected was indeed lucky.
The man didn't hesitate and laughed twice. His eyes above the mask were instantly filled with excitement, and his anger was gone. He just couldn't figure out why Ye Fengyu dared to enter the hall even if he only had the cultivation level of Shixing Realm. Taking action in front of a strong person?
But he didn't think so much because Wuhua moved in front of Ye Fengyu!
Wuhua has no blade and no edge. Naturally, it is impossible to split the aura of heaven and earth in half like a flying sword. Instead, it attacks with the aura of heaven and earth wrapped around it. From a distance, it looks more like a flying aura. group.
It's just that when Wuhua felt the blood energy at this time, his momentum seemed to surge instantly. This feeling was felt most clearly by Ye Fengyu.
There was some confusion and confusion in his eyes. He now felt that his dagger could break through all obstacles, even if the opponent was a cultivator who had entered the realm of immortality.
This feeling was strange, but he knew that it was not because of his own cultivation, but because of the dagger in front of him. This power came from this dagger, and it was very strong, to a level that was difficult for him to understand.
But Wuhua is now his natal magic weapon, no matter how strong this power is, it can still be used by him!
The dagger pierced through the air, bringing with it a bloody tail of vitality, like a blood-red goldfish swimming through the ocean of spiritual energy, without causing much strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
Because when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a range of one foot felt the power coming from Wuhua, all the spiritual energy had solidified. To be more precise, it had no time to shake, and the dagger flew through the air in front of it.
At this time, the underworld guard had already drawn out the machete from his waist, the blade of the blade was glowing with golden light, and the sword was radiating with light. He was ready to launch his strongest attack and defeat the unknown young man in front of him in one fell swoop.
However, before he could take action, the seemingly ordinary dagger appeared about one meter in front of him, appearing in his horrified eyes.
The underworld guard only had time to hold the machete across his chest, and he didn't even have time to see clearly the Wuhua situation at this time. Then he felt a strong breath coming from the blade, and a chill instantly surged to the top of his head.
"Is this...is this really...the beginning of travel?"
The underworld guard spoke such words, his tone full of unwillingness and confusion, full of surprise and fear.
He quickly condensed a golden energy all over his body and barely put on some weight. However, even so, he was knocked back several meters by the power from the dagger.
Two long ravines were drawn under the feet. The onlookers were not only shocked but also shocked. Some of their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They were simply amazed.
"Clang!"
Then, a clear iron cry came out, echoing in everyone's ears and lingering in everyone's hearts, for no other reason than that the machete covered with golden light was directly broken into two pieces under Wuhua's impact.
No one expected that such a seemingly simple dagger could be so powerful at this time.
The mediocre short sword, under the control of the Immortal Cultivator at the Beginning Realm, broke the magic weapon of the Immortal Cultivator at the Entrance Realm. No one believed this was true.
To be shocked, no one is more shocked than Ye Fengyu at this time...
