At this time, Jiang Yunchen had already flown into the air. There were countless forbidden arrows in front of him, and he was being chased by the seventh-level master Jiangchun behind him. He was blocked by the vines of several sixth-level masters on the left and right. It was a dead game.
He shouted: "Help me go up!" He was forming the second seal in his hand.
Zhao Yisu really wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it!
This guy who snatched the bamboo shoots had a plan not to talk to her in advance, and kept saying "non-interference", but now he suddenly went up to fight with a seventh-grade Dzogchen monk and wanted her help? !
Can I not help? !
Zhao Yisu now understood how he felt when he was fighting the big devil before and he rushed forward while Jiang Yunchen was forced to wipe his ass from behind.
That’s right! This is all a debt owed!
Countless curse words flew through her mind, but her body was very honest. The rich fire spiritual power lit up in her palms, condensing into a fire whip and waving it in the air.
She learned this trick from Jiang Yunchen. After seeing him use the thunder whip several times, she followed suit and learned the fire whip. It's just that the way she whips her whip is not as smooth and unrestrained as Jiang Yunchen's. Fortunately, the current situation doesn't require her to be more precise.
The fire whip wandered left and right in the air, waving away the dense rain of arrows and clearing a passage for Jiang Yunchen.
Jiang Yunchen flew up while punching out the second seal in his hand!
"Bang!"
The Dharma seal is superimposed on the spiritual door. At the same time as the seal, there was also the second move of Master Jiangchun.
This move went straight to Jiang Yunchen's back.
Jiang Yunchen absorbed all his spiritual power when he cast the seal, and his body fell from a height at a free fall speed, narrowly escaping this move!
He learned this desperate flying method from Zhao Yisu. When he was only a few inches away from the floor, Jiang Yunchen stood up again, bypassing countless arrows and flying high into the sky again. This gorgeous and exquisite footwork came from Zhao Yisu's mysterious shadow. Magical power.
This time, Jiang Yunchen didn't need to say much, Zhao Yisu knew that he had to help him open a path in the air.
The fire whip waved, deflecting some arrows and igniting the vines used by the sixth-grade monks to pull the amulet.
Jiang Yunchen continued to form seals, and this was already the third seal. He had no chance to counterattack and could only move forward reluctantly through the passage Zhao Yisu opened for him. In other words, Jiang Yunchen's entire life now rests on Zhao Yisu.
The spiritual energy in Zhao Yisu's body was being depleted rapidly. Even though she could swing her whip easily, in order to fend off these forbidden arrows, she had to compete with Gao Xiu for air space in the air. Every move she made was burning the stored spiritual energy in the warehouse. .
If there was no spiritual power storehouse, the seven-inch wide spiritual sea would only be enough for her to swing one or two whips.
Master Jiangchun had no patience anymore. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air. His spiritual power passed through the blood, and a menacing black vine emerged from it.
Master Jiangchun: "I wanted to save your life for great use, but since you are actively seeking death, I will give you a ride!"
The black vine soared into the sky, aiming at Jiang Yunchen's heart.
"This is the master's wandering dragon vine, get out of the way!" Someone shouted.
Even with this reminder, the Penglai Pavilion disciples around them still had no time to react. Countless people were overturned by the huge turbulence caused by the dragon vine when it soared into the sky, and the weaker ones were killed on the spot.
Lingyun Hall, which was already littered with corpses, now has a group of dead souls added to it.
Gu Qianning, Ren Jinghua and others had already worked together to fend off the raining arrows when the restriction was widened, and were now building a safe barrier to create a temporary shelter for the low-level cultivators of Penglai Pavilion. .
It's ironic, first the saint opened the ban, and then the master unleashed his killing moves. The two most noble people in Penglai Pavilion didn't take the lives of the low-level disciples seriously, but they, the outside monks, Helping save people.
But when You Jiao Teng was thrown out, several of them were swept away by the opponent's pressure and vomited blood. Lin Yuan, who had a lower cultivation level, had forcibly sealed his consciousness for fear of being damaged by the pressure. .
In comparison, Zhao Yisu was so close, but with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, she could still manage to stand still, which showed how terrifying her own strength was!
Everything sounds complicated, but actually happens in an instant. Now this terrifying dragon vine had already swatted away Zhao Yisu's condensed thunder whip. Zhao Yisu was shaken and rolled on the spot, vomiting blood all over the ground.
When he looked up again, the wandering dragon vine had already penetrated into Jiang Yunchen's heart.
The plain white clothes had already been stained red with blood, but Jiang Yunchen still held the unfinished seal in his hands, as if the collapse of the sky had nothing to do with him.
His movements of forming the seals were slow and slow, meticulous and serious, as if this third seal was more important than his life.
Master Jiangchun saw the movements in his hands, and continued to exert pressure on the vines. The expression on his face was repeated between fear and rage. Seeing that the seal was about to be formed, and a golden dragon could be vaguely seen, he immediately went to You Jiaoteng spit out a mouthful of blood!
The vines' heart-cutting movements became even more ferocious. He could almost see the male cultivator being killed by him and then crushed into ashes.
Zhao Yisu didn't need to look at his fortune chart to know that Jiang Yunchen's vitality was rapidly draining away.
She had no choice at all. She could only gather all the power in her spiritual power storehouse and stand up from the ground. With the ultimate spiritual power, Windwalker flew extremely fast and appeared in the air in the blink of an eye.
Arrows were raining all over the sky, and the pressure of the seventh-grade monks was high. The closer they got, the more terrifying the feeling of death was in their hearts. It made people's blood surge, and their internal organs felt like they were drying up.
Zhao Yisu's eyes shed tears of blood, but she could no longer feel them. Stepping on the wind, she tried her best to disperse all her consciousness in the air, accurately avoided all the arrows in the air with a terrifyingly superb flying speed, and flew in front of Jiang Yunchen at the fastest speed.
As if he knew she would definitely come, Jiang Yunchen's eyes rippled, and Zhao Yisu's angry look reflected in his pupils.
It turns out that she is so beautiful even when she is angry.
"I really owe you." Zhao Yisu gritted his teeth and said. She raised her hand in the air, and when it came down again, a gleaming scimitar appeared in her hand.
"A fly shakes a tree." Master Jiangchun raised his lips. He did not take this female cultivator seriously at all. Even though she could pass through the arrow rain and stand upright under strong pressure, she still wanted to cut off his Wandering around the dragon vine is looking for death.
You Jiao Teng has an automatic counterattack mechanism. When it feels attacked, it does not need to be controlled. It will directly branch out and pierce her heart. When the time comes, let her and Jiang Yunchen go to the underworld to keep company... Master Jiangchun seems to have already Seeing that scene, a dark smile appeared on his lips.
Zhao Yisu's scimitar had already fallen and struck the vines hard.
Time seemed to be stretched out in slow motion, the Full Moon Knife was quenched on fire, the blade pointed downwards, biting the prey in front of it like a giant beast. The blade of the blade was first stuck in the thick body of the Youjiao Vine. Zhao Yisu did not let go. He firmly held the handle of the blade and spun rapidly in the air with the help of Wind Walker's power.
The ultimate strength, extreme speed and belief in death, this sword inspired Man Yue's strong fighting spirit!
Cold light flashed out from the blade and drew a beautiful crescent-shaped mark in the air. The crescent was small and soft, and fell on the center of Zhao Yisu's eyebrows, without even her noticing it.
All she knew was that this knife had emptied her spiritual energy storehouse and all the spiritual energy stored in her spiritual sea. It was a hearty slash, and even if she died, there would be no regrets.
"Click!" There was a crisp sound in the air.
With this crisp sound, the Flowing Dragon Vine broke in the air and hit the ground heavily!
