There was light like stars flowing in Yan Chi's eyes.
He was using his pupil technique to scan the situation inside the clouds.
After a quick glance, Yan Chi showed a surprised expression on his face.
Even the pupil magic power he mastered was unable to detect Xiao Zhi's whereabouts among the clouds.
The surprised expression disappeared in a flash, and a long sword emitting green light appeared in Yan Chi's hand.
This is his sword, the Lingbao 'Blue Light Sword'!
Lingbao is an existence on a higher level than Baobing, possessing all kinds of miraculous powers that Baobing does not have.
Yan Chi held the Lingbao Blue Light Sword in his hand and slashed forward with his sword!
Suddenly, a shadow of a giant sword that seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth appeared, and the sword struck the thick clouds in front.
As soon as he drew his sword, Yan Chi used the ultimate move he had mastered - the Dacheng-level intermediate magical power [Rainbow Sun Penetrating Sky Sword]!
Almost at the same time, Xiao, who was hiding in the clouds and transformed into a dragon, flicked his dragon claw. The green short knife suddenly tore through the clouds at a speed faster than a sniper rifle bullet and fired towards the person two hundred feet away. Yan Chi.
There was hope in Xiao Zhi's eyes, and he prayed silently in his heart.
The Taoist clone must be powerful, success or failure is all up to you.
If you can't kill Yanchi, then I will be in danger.
With a sneer, the thick cloud layer where Xiao Zhi was hiding was cut into two pieces by this shocking sword, and then torn into pieces by the sword energy flying around.
The entire sky seemed to be torn apart by this sword.
Xiao Zhi was also affected by the sword energy flying around. Several sword marks appeared on his scales, and traces of blood flowed out from the sword marks.
At this moment, the green short knife that Xiao Zhi ejected with his dragon claw also broke through the air and approached Yan Chi.
Yan Chi snorted coldly and swung the green light sword forward casually.
With a sneer, the sword light flashed away, and even the space was drawn with a ripple visible to the naked eye.
The green short sword was cut into two pieces by this sword.
When Xiao Zhi saw this scene, his pupils could not help but shrink.
This green short sword was, after all, a treasure-level weapon, and it was cut off with just one sword?
The Lingbao Bilight Sword in Yan Chi's hand is too sharp, isn't it?
Also, the short sword that accommodates the Taoist Master's clone has been cut off. Why hasn't the Beilan Taoist Master's clone appeared yet? Could it be that he was chopped off together?
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhi couldn't help but turn blue.
It's just that he is now in the form of a blue dragon. Even if the dragon's face turns blue, it is not very visible.
Xiao Zhi's reaction was very quick. As soon as he realized something was wrong, he swung his dragon tail without hesitation and fled towards another thick cloud in the distant sky.
However, as soon as he made a move, a long sword flew across the sky and slashed towards him!
Not a sword energy, but a real sword.
Yan Chi was rushing towards him. The blade of the green light sword in Yan Chi's hand suddenly stretched to a length of nearly a hundred feet. Xiao Zhi was as tiny as an ant in front of it.
Even when facing Xiao Zhi, a small foundation-building monk, Yan Chi went all out and spared no effort.
At this moment, all the hairs on Xiao Zhi's body, no, it should be said that the scales stood up.
A strong sense of death pressure hit his face, making him feel cold and breathless.
Now, at best, he can only compete with those early Golden Core monks. In front of Yan Chi, a long-famous late Golden Core monk, he seems very powerless, and it is difficult to escape.
At this moment, Xiao Zhi had no time to think about anything. All he could do was to run forward with all his strength.
Xiao Zhi was not the kind of person to sit still and wait for death, even if he knew that at such a close range and under the nose of a late-stage Jindan monk like Yan Chi, his hope of escaping was slim.
But even so, he would not give up struggling and wait for death.
Facing the giant sword slashing at him in the air, he swung his dragon tail and still flew forward little by little.
The next moment, there was a bang, and Xiao Zhi felt as if a huge mountain fell from the sky and hit him with a bang.
Xiao Zhi only felt a sharp pain in his body, as if he was falling apart. His vision went dark, his head buzzed, and his consciousness was like a candle flickering in the night wind, and he almost lost it.
Thousands of feet away, Shi Chong, who was flying towards this side with a seriously injured body, also saw this scene.
What he saw was that after the green light sword in Yan Chi's hand expanded, it was like a huge fly swatter, slapping Xiao Zhi hard on the hateful fly with the overwhelming force of a mountain.
Then Xiao Zhi, this hateful fly, was shot deep into the soil layer from an altitude of nearly a thousand feet above the ground in an instant.
With a rumble, the ground trembled visibly, and a huge mushroom cloud rose.
This is the terror of the late-stage Jindan monks. Every strike has the terrifying power to move mountains and seas.
After witnessing this scene, Shi Chong only felt comfortable in his heart, which was more comfortable than drinking jade dew for thousands of years.
He is an early-stage Jindan monk who takes the physical route and is good at defense.
He asked himself that even if he were in his prime state, if he could resist Yan Chi's sword, even if he could save his life, he would probably be seriously injured, and he was afraid that the injury would be even worse than it was now.
This Xiao Zhi is just a foundation-building monk. Even if he has mastered extremely powerful killing moves and has the ability to cross levels to challenge him, his defensive power is definitely far inferior to him. At this moment, he may have been photographed. It has become a meatloaf, and you can’t even see its shape, right?
Although he has never liked the treasonous Yan Chi, he has to say that this county prince is still very capable. Among all the late Jindan monks, his strength can definitely be ranked at the forefront.
Several hundred feet away from Shi Chong, the two foundation-building monks who had followed also stopped flying and hovered in mid-air.
"The sword of the Lord is enough to cut the mountains and rivers apart. This Xiao Zhi must be dead, right?" The Jiji martial arts cultivator wearing a fiery red general armor said, with a look of shock on his face.
"Probably dead." Lingxiu, who was floating not far away and wearing a blue Taoist uniform, responded. The expression on his face seemed a bit complicated.
He is a foundation-building player in Xuanming Kingdom.
As a player, he knew that in the world he was in, the staff and think tank of the World Strategy Department were struggling with this Xiao Zhi, and they made plans one after another for this purpose.
Some plans have already failed, while others are still in the process of being implemented.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhi, who was hated by the people of his world and who caused headaches to the people of the World Strategy Department, would die in such a way at the hands of Jun Yanchi.
'In the final analysis, I relied on my strength and it was too inflated. It was so inflated that I even dared to break into the county. It is not surprising that I would end up like this. 'The foundation-building player of Xuanming Kingdom shook his head and sighed in his heart.
