Chapter 39 Night Slaughter Knife Formation (Page 1/1)
The vast star field suddenly had some indescribable meanings, and several eyes cast their way in, and they all fell on the Lord of Wuming Palace and King Yaksha. Containing each other, tacitly understanding each other, and relying on unexpected variables to influence the overall situation, the battle outside Zhengyang Gate finally ushered in its first turning point.
The magic power rolled away. King Yaksha turned sideways and drew out his sword. He flipped his wrist slightly. The blade suddenly pointed upwards and cut into the void with the forward movement. The sound was like cracking silk. The invisible and qualityless magic power turned into something tangible. It was suddenly separated on both sides, cold and cold. The light flashed and pierced three feet in front of him. Wei Shiqi reacted very quickly, pointed out the red copper hate stick, and hit the butcher knife in the middle of the night. There was a soft "ding" sound, and the lingering sound was lingering. King Yaksha stood still, Wei Shiqi stepped into the void and retreated Zhang Xu.
When you break through in battle, although your realm has improved, the various subtle changes in manipulating magic power will eventually take countless hours of hard work, bit by bit, to be sharpened. The Night Butcher's Sword is a famous magic weapon in Liuyu Tian. When there is time, find a gap and cut in. As soon as the fight began, Wei Shiqi noticed something was wrong and immediately changed his moves to neutralize Ye Butcher's attack, but he was already at a disadvantage.
A phantom flew out of King Yaksha's body, holding a long knife, and caught up with Wei Shiqi with a star speed, and cut him down with one strike from the waist. Reality and illusion instantly transformed. The standing body of King Yaksha turned into reality, and the shadow turned into reality. The night butcher knife flashed with cold light, and it was close at hand. Wei Shiqi put up a red copper hate stick to hold the blade, and the sword energy suddenly forced out. , he raised his left palm and activated the "Zhu Xian" golden talisman to dissolve the Night Slaughter Knife Qi. His body retreated violently again, and another phantom flew out of King Yaksha's body, like a gangrene attached to the bone, chasing after him.
Wei Shiqi had a clear glimpse of him. When his shadow turned into reality, he raised the apocalypse orb and hit it in front of his face. Unexpectedly, it hit the empty space. Although King Yaksha was a real person, it was as if he was a phantom. The orb passed through his body without a trace. Without any obstruction, Ye Butu's sword slashed out with great force. The sword's energy was strong and devastating. He had no choice but to use the "Zhu Xian" golden talisman to defuse the attack. He was exhausted for a while and had no strength to fight back.
The virtual and the real are intertwined, and the real and the illusion are unpredictable. King Yaksha struck out thirteen times in a row, not allowing the opponent to breathe at all. Wei Shiqi left the talisman with his left stick and the right stick, fighting and retreating, his eyes turning like nebulae, but he could never see through the mystery. Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not panic or panic. The saying goes that the wind will never end and the shower will never end. Although the offensive is tight, there will be a moment of relaxation. He patiently retreated and waited for the opportunity to counterattack.
Once King Yaksha gained the upper hand, his attacks were continuous and every strike was connected seamlessly. Wei Shiqi retreated again and again, but could never find a gap. The attack was fierce, the defense was solid, and both the attacker and the defender were very resilient. However, several hours passed, and several more hours passed. The person involved was not impatient, but the bystanders were a little impatient.
The Lord of Guangming Palace, Lie Yukou, clasped his hands on his chest, frowned and said to himself: "How long will this fight last? Will it be over?"
The nebulae in Yan Nanzheng's eyes slowly rotated, and he stared attentively for a moment. Wei Shiqi received the initiation of the power of the Ten Evil Stars, and his Qi pulse was long. Although he was at a disadvantage, he was able to catch it without any signs of failure. On the contrary, it was King Yaksha. Ye Tu Dao's offensive is so fierce that he cannot attack by force and cannot make ends meet. Sooner or later, he will be forced to the point where the lamps and oil are exhausted. By then, one will fade and the other will increase. Wei Qi will counterattack, and King Yaksha will undoubtedly be defeated.
King Yaksha is brave and good at fighting, so why did he do this? Yan Nanzheng vaguely felt that something was wrong. He pondered for a long time and asked Mr. Li, "What does King Yaksha want?"
Mr. Li chuckled and said calmly: "How can the Eight Heavenly Dragons be easy to compare with? King Yaksha is no less than King Asura, and is invincible even if he is the master of Wuming Palace."
Yan Nanzheng nodded slightly. The old man knew the details of all the heavens in the Six Desire Heaven. Since he said so, King Yaksha must have a back-up plan. He stopped talking and watched patiently to see if he could turn things around. Although Mr. Li's words were low-pitched, many people heard about them. Even Emperor Shitian was alarmed and glanced at him slowly. Fortunately, the overall situation was decided. Even Wei Shiqi was on guard, but it didn't help. - King Yaksha The power of the sword suddenly stagnated, and a strange look appeared on his face. Ye Butcher's sword suddenly trembled, and countless sword lights rose from the ground, covering a hundred feet in radius, and his body was disillusioned.
He wielded tens of thousands of knives in one breath, each one hidden in the void. He set up a night-slaughtering array of knives, gathered his strength for half a day, and then exploded in one breath. Even the True Immortal Da Luo could not escape the killing disaster.
The light of the knife was dazzling, like a red sun leaping out of thin air. Qinglan closed her eyes and her heart was beating wildly. Is this King Yasha's method? Being in a different place, she thought that she might not be able to hold on for a long time. She was afraid that before the sword formation could be formed, she would be defeated by his long and continuous offensive. What should the people shown in the prophecy of the Emperor of Heaven do in this desperate situation? The star field was in ruins due to the sword array, the aura was disordered, and there was no way to detect it. Qinglan's beautiful eyebrows were knitted together, her hands were twisted together, feeling uneasy, and her days were like years.
She watched with cold eyes, Ziweixing appeared, the emperor ascended the throne, the queen's power plummeted, and she had no support. If Wei Shiqi was defeated again, how could she live with herself? Heaven is by no means a peaceful nest. In the final analysis, she is just a mirror spirit. There are many true immortals and powerful people who covet the Ten Thousand Demon Mirrors. There are also not a few who are qualified to get involved. People without long-term concerns must have short-term worries. Qinglan does not dare to expect the emperor. With the favor of his son, she has become quite close to Wuming Palace over the years, and she also has the intention of preparing for a rainy day.
The light of the sword gradually disappeared, leaving a dark whirlpool in the void. The starlight was distorted. Only its incoming and outgoing could be seen. Wei Shiqi's aura was annihilated and nothing remained. The face of Yan Nanzheng, the master of Miluo Palace, changed slightly. He practiced the secret technique of the Life Star, and he knew that people choose stars, and stars also choose people. The Life Star coincides with the destiny, and the bloody light of the Ten Evil Stars sprouts, assisting the Ziwei Emperor Star, without any trace. Decline, Wei Shiqi must have escaped the murder and was safe and sound. His mind was spinning so fast, he cracked his knuckles several times, and he suddenly remembered that the animal pattern arm armor was the key to the Five Bright Immortal Realm. Even though the Yaksha King's Night Sword Sword Array was sharp, it could not affect the Immortal Realm enlightened by the Emperor of Heaven himself.
The vortex opened for a few breaths, then suddenly closed into a pinpoint and disappeared without a trace. The starlight rippled like ripples, and King Yaksha slowly rose with the night butcher knife in his hand. The shadow turned into reality, and his eyebrows were solemn. He obviously realized that the knife array was in vain and failed to trap and kill the opponent. All kinds of speculations flashed by, and King Yaksha was secretly vigilant. Although the emperor's son was young, his magical powers were unfathomable. This time, the Six Desire Heaven rushed to attack the Zhengyang Gate. He turned into the demon king Bo Xun and stayed out of the incident. King Asura bore the brunt and his Dharma Body fell. But it is an ominous sign and must not be ignored.
Just as he was hesitating, the Ziwei Emperor Star shone brightly, and the starlight outlined a portal. A tall figure holding a red copper hate stick strode out of the fairy world and returned to the star field. The Ten Evil Stars were about to fall, and thirteen rays of blood fell in a row. Wei Shiqi, the Lord of Wuming Palace, took a deep breath, his aura surged, and he activated the wind, fire, and gold sands, and turned back to fight.
The June debt must be repaid quickly. King Yaksha deployed the Night Butcher's Knife Formation, but it returned in vain. It consumed a lot of money. When he saw the opponent attacking with his stick, he groaned and felt a little angry in his chest. The Night Butcher's Knife turned into a wisp of light. The flowing light, the enemy lives in the red copper cast hatred stick.
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