"I accept. There was silence in the hall for a long time, and finally the voice of the Imperial Master sounded, "Alas," a sigh came from somewhere. "Yuan Ming is seeking his own death! I'm afraid that after today, Journey to the South will become extinct." "Why is this so important? Why is this so important. "Brother Ming, have you thought about it, are you really going to do this? It's still too late to regret it now. , I can." The little emperor was interrupted before he finished speaking. "Believe me." Yuan Ming said with a smile and winked at the little emperor. The little emperor was slightly startled and said no more. Yuan Ming's words also blocked General Yuan's words of persuasion. Although he was full of worries, he could only choose to believe that his son must be relying on something to do this. Soon, the Imperial Master and Yuan Ming signed a life and death certificate in the Tai'an Palace. Everyone moved to the square outside the main hall. The Imperial Army had already cleared the venue, leaving enough space for them to compete.
"The certificate of life and death has been signed. No one can intervene in the confrontation between you until life and death are determined. Afterwards, no matter what the outcome, neither party can seek revenge against the other party or even the other party's sect and family for any reason. The families behind both parties You and your sect cannot retaliate against each other for any reason." The little emperor rarely displayed his imperial majesty. He stood in the middle of the high platform and announced loudly. After saying that, he looked at the old emperor, the white-haired old woman and Fairy Luoshui beside him. They are the most important witnesses to this duel. Fairy Luoshui said regretfully: "What a pity, the flying dragonfly shakes the tree!" The old emperor said: "I, the son of the State of Jin, should be like this, and live up to the name of a general and a tiger." After saying that, the three of them looked at each other, Nod at the same time. "The duel begins." The little emperor raised one hand and gave the order. Yuan Ming and Taoist Priest Yuhu, the national master, came to the center of the square. The two stood facing each other more than ten steps apart. "It's too late for you to admit defeat now. I won't kill you today, but don't expect to enter Changchun Temple anymore. Rotten wood cannot be carved." Taoist Priest Yuhu looked at Yuan Ming and said calmly.
Yuan Ming said nothing, but stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture. "Since you don't know whether to live or die, don't blame my master for being ruthless!" Taoist Priest Yuhu's eyes were filled with cold light, and his sleeves and robes were rolled up. A dim red light flashed, and four thick fire snakes rolled out from the sleeves and robes. Each fire snake was several feet long, with bright scales and lifelike scales, just like a real python, staggered and pounced on Yuan Ming. "Intermediate Fire Snake Technique?" Yuan Ming showed no signs of panic, a blue light flashed in his hand, and he held up the Water Cloud Banner. He no longer hid his cultivation, and poured the huge mana from the Foundation Establishment Stage into the Water Cloud Pan. The flag became several times larger in the wind, and his body was wrapped in it. A thick layer of blue water mist appeared on the surface of the pan, covering an area of several feet. There was suddenly a surge of water within the area. Three fire snakes hit Shuiyun Pan, causing several huge explosions. Most of the water mist around Shuiyun Pan was blown away. The pan also shook violently, but it stabilized immediately, and the blue water mist quickly recovered.
"This is the foundation-building stage of cultivation!" "Yuan Ming is already a foundation-building stage monk. He has only practiced for three years, right?" "What happened when he was living in southern Xinjiang?" "Changchun Temple missed such a good seedling. What a pity." Fairy Luoshui, the old woman on a crutch from Bailuo Villa, and other monks made a fuss and talked about it, many of them gloating about the misfortune. Yuan Zuochong froze on the spot, heaving a sigh of relief in his heart, and then cursed in a low voice: "This kid, you even hid it from me." Although he was scolding, anyone could hear the excitement and excitement in his tone. . The little emperor's eyes also showed strange light, and he clapped his hands in joy. Priest Yuhu also had a shocked expression on his face, and a trace of inexplicable regret flashed through his heart, which immediately turned into murderous intent.
If he had maintained his own identity before and only planned to destroy the other party's cultivation, and at the same time, he could give Liu Tianming and the royal family face, but Yuan Ming used some unknown means to hide his cultivation. It’s the foundation building period! Now that the matter has come to this, we must not leave the other party alive, otherwise there will be endless troubles! While the thoughts in his mind were spinning, he made a seal with his hands and fired several spells in all directions. "Hula" A red beam of light suddenly shot up around him, shot straight into the sky, exploded more than ten feet in the air, and spread quickly.
In the blink of an eye, a fire cloud of more than ten feet in size formed, looking extremely bright red. "The Imperial Master suppressed the Fire Cloud Secret Technique at the bottom of the box. It seems that he didn't want Yuan Ming to come out alive!" The little emperor's heart pounded, his lips slightly opened, and he was about to use the sound transmission technique of Changchun Temple to remind Yuan Ming. "Since the two of them have agreed to fight alone, you'd better not interfere easily." A message rang in his ears. The little emperor's expression froze and he had no choice but to give up the transmission. General Yuan said nothing, looked directly at the square, and clenched his fists tightly. Yuan Ming although
Although I don’t know what kind of magical powers Taoist Priest Yuhu used, he has experienced nine deaths in southern Xinjiang, and he was directly involved in the catastrophe of Biluo Cave. As early as the Qi Refining Stage, he has had more than one confrontation with the Foundation Establishment Stage monks, which can be said to be a fighting experience. If you are rich, you will naturally not let the other party do what you want.
I saw his hands raised in vain. Three or four magical weapons were shot out one after another. They were the Hanxing Sword Nine-ring Golden Knife, Wushan Claw and a series of middle-grade magical weapons. After advancing to the foundation building stage, the power of his soul increased greatly, and with the blessing of Ming Yue Jue, he became more and more comfortable in controlling multiple magic weapons at the same time to carry out coordinated attacks. These magical weapons formed a colorful torrent and headed straight for Taoist Priest Yuhu. Under the cover of the light of many magical weapons, the black needle magical weapon turned into a wisp of slender shadow, circled in a large circle, and silently pierced Taoist Priest Yuhu's back heart. The expression on Taoist Priest Yuhu's face did not change at all, and his two palms wrapped in red light crossed in front of him.
Fire clouds rolled up in the air like lava, making a thunderous sound. Dozens of large, drop-shaped fireballs suddenly shot down from mid-air, hitting all around him. Boom! All the fireballs exploded, forming a huge wave of fire around his body, covering his entire body with water. Not only the Hanxing Sword, the Nine-ring Golden Sword and other magic weapons, but even the black needle magic weapon were blown away. The ground below was also affected, the thick bluestone floor tiles were shattered, a layer of the ground was deeply scraped off, and smoke and dust were everywhere for a while. Yuan Ming looked shocked, with a trace of inexplicable passion deep in his eyes. There was a sneer at the corner of Taoist Priest Yuhu's mouth. He raised one hand and slowly pointed one finger towards Yuan Ming's position. The fire cloud roared in mid-air, and more than a dozen huge fireballs shot out from it, heading straight for Yuan Ming, faster than before, blocking all Yuan Ming's escape routes.
Yuan Ming felt a monstrous heat wave and a terrifying spiritual pressure rushing towards his face, making him feel suffocated. However, he did not dodge. The magic formula in his hand quickly changed, and the blue light of the water cloud banner around him shone brightly. The golden Bagua ancient mirror was also sacrificed, and a layer of golden light curtain spread quickly, adding another layer of defense around him. As soon as he finished doing this, more than a dozen fireballs flew towards him and hit the golden light curtain. A series of earth-shaking loud noises exploded! The red flames rolled and turned into a black and red fire cloud, sweeping everything nearby. Priest Yuhu's cheeks were slightly pale, as if the spell he just cast had consumed a lot of mana, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. His Fire Cloud Secret Technique was extremely powerful, and he had put all his strength into the attack just now. Even the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment did not dare to face its edge, let alone Yuan Ming, the monk who had just entered the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
However, the next moment, Priest Yuhu's smile suddenly froze. His consciousness sensed that Yuan Ming's aura was still there among the billowing red flames, and he didn't appear to be much damaged. "This is absolutely impossible!" Taoist Priest Yuhu hurriedly continued to cast the spell, and the fire cloud surged in the air again. However, before he could make any move, the ground at his feet suddenly cracked, and a dozen thick purple-black rattans emerged from it. It shot out and pierced his body like a spear. Although Taoist Priest Yuhu was frightened, he turned his hand and held up a yellow umbrella. He took off his hand and flew it to his head. It opened it with a "hula" and spun around. A series of slightly hazy yellow lights hung down from the umbrella, forming a yellow cylindrical light curtain around him in the blink of an eye. Those purple and black vines were immediately bounced away when they were hit by the yellow light curtain. In the red flames, Yuan Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the low-grade defensive magic weapon in the yellow umbrella! The ancient Bagua mirror had been torn into pieces and fell to the ground at his feet, losing its spirituality.
Although Shui Yunpan is still there, its light is much dimmed, and it is obvious that it has suffered considerable damage. When the Bagua Mirror was blown up just now, he decisively sacrificed the black ink stone and Shui Yunpan to resist together, otherwise he would not be able to block the bombardment of more than a dozen exploding fireballs. Yuan Ming slapped the ground with both hands, and a green light glowed in his palms. The ground around Taoist Priest Yuhu was cracked, and thick wisteria sprouted out, wrapping around the yellow light curtain around Taoist Priest Yuhu, covering layer after layer. In a few breaths, Priest Yuhu and the light curtain around him were covered and submerged by countless vines. A few feet below the ground at the feet of Taoist Priest Yuhu, a vine figure was lying there, it was Huazhi.
Yuan Ming had ordered Hua Zhi to sneak into the ground long before the throne transfer ceremony. Hua Zhi used the Wood Hidden Technique to hide his aura, moved deep underground, and lurked under the feet of Taoist Priest Yuhu. "Master, this veteran is enough for me to take action alone!" Hua Zhi shouted arrogantly. "Hey!" Yuan Ming once again controlled a group of magic weapons to attack, but instead of attacking Taoist Yuhu, he went straight towards the fire cloud in mid-air. A flash of thought flashed across Taoist Priest Yuhu's face.
Si was surprised and hurriedly pointed her hand in the air. Fire clouds surged in mid-air, and nearly thirty fireballs were shot down. Half of them were directed at the magical weapons, and the other half were hit on the ground. "Boom, boom," a loud noise exploded. A large piece of red flame appeared in mid-air, the Cold Star Sword and other magical weapons were blown away again, and the Wushan Claw was blown to pieces and completely destroyed.
