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Chapter 129 Handing the sword in desperation

The two people who flew out of the road, their bodies slowly rose and floated in the "sea water", gradually fell, and finally arrived at the "ground".

The water-avoiding talisman has been broken, and these "sea waters" that block the starlight have poured in. Within three feet of space, the air collapses. Human practitioners are different from those gifted monsters. They must inhale air. Unless they are great practitioners whose cultivation level reaches the level of life above the life star, they can hold their breath and breathe in, and exhale the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth starlight to survive, or some strange people with unique means, they will definitely not be able to fight here.

Ning Yi is not a life star, and he is not a strange person with unique means in terms of "avoiding water".

Not to mention Xu Qingyan.

But Ning Yi has enough talismans.

Before leaving, the girl made a lot of talismans for him, such as Mount Tai, Feather Talisman, Water-avoiding Talisman, Five Elements Thunder Curse, etc., with hundreds of ranks, large and small, and there are nearly twenty of them. One of them can be used to make up for it immediately.

The light at Ning Yi's fingertips was lit, and the light of the faint talisman lit up. The three-foot space had the power to avoid water again, pouring into this dustless land. The water flow that was about to fall above Xu Qingyan's head was first rolling and trembling, and then being squeezed away by the huge repulsive force.

Xu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and looked behind her. She looked closely and saw collapsed stone pillars, towering statues, and ancient chains hang down from all directions, pulling on the four corners of the shadow. As the water storms, it makes a heavy collision sound.

I think this is the bedroom of the owner of Hongshan... It does carry an ancient and undetectable aura.

Ning Yi was not in a calm mood.

When he landed on the ground, he stepped on a "jade" made of unknown material. Under the splash of external force, the "jade" immediately broke. After Ning Yi fixed his eyes, he realized that it was not a "jade" at all, but a Sui Yangzhu that was about a thousand years old.

When he came to his senses, he realized that similar jades were floating around in the sea water here, large and small, as numerous as cow hairs. The owner of this bedroom must be a human practitioner, and the demon cultivator would not use the Sui Yangzhu to break the realm!

Jiuling Yuansheng was in Hongshan and must have plundered a lot of Sui Yangzhu for the owner of the bedroom to break the realm... Ning Yi looked at the jade that was trampled by himself, and felt annoyed in his heart. There were actually a lot of resources here, but what does this mean?

Before I could swallow the resources and break the realm, I came such a young peak demon cultivator?

The Qilin monster, a figure of the same level as Cao Ran, is at least a tenth level cultivator. Even he can only use the blood power in his body to fight against himself, which shows that the star-blocking here is really powerful.

Ning Yi sighed silently in his heart. Since this is the case, he has broken through the realm and cannot play it out here.

He would rather do this, otherwise a peak monster at the tenth level would come, with ancient bloodlines and top-level demon swords, and this one would really not be able to fight.

The boy who was trembling slightly in his dantian silently straightened his spine. He rubbed the bone flute into the thin snow, then thought for a moment, slowly wiped the sword tip with one hand, lifting it up slightly... Some white light seemed to stick to the fingertips, and then condensed into a changing shape.

It looks like half a broken leaf, floating up and down. This is Ning Yi's half bone flute, and the other half sinks into the dantian. Even though the two are separated by a very long distance, they can still sense each other.

Ning Yi had only had time to grit his teeth and say something.

"Miss Xu, please help me!"

......

......

Xu Qingyan, who held the bone flute and the water-avoiding talisman, still didn't understand Ning Yi's meaning very much.

At the darkest intersection in the distance, a tall shadow that broke through the sea water instantly smashed out.

The underground of the bedroom is no longer calm.

Ning Yi rushed forward suddenly, and suddenly opened the umbrella surface the moment he was standing with the young monster. There was no more words between the two, and no words were needed.

The young monster's cheek was swung by the umbrella surface that was suddenly stretched open. He was unbalanced for a moment, and then he quickly adjusted back. His body was as strong as a dragon. He turned around and jumped lightly, and punched the umbrella surface with a cross arm.

Ning Yi, who stretched out the surface of the thin snow umbrella, groaned and stepped on the ground with his feet. A spider web burst out from the bottom of the sea. Countless gravels were washed up by the water, swam around, and shattered under the invisible aura.

The fist hit the surface of the umbrella and sank, then was bounced away by crackling lightning, making an extremely thankless sound.

The young monster narrowed his eyes, feeling that he had no place to use his strength. The sea water here was blocking it. I don’t know what kind of restrictions were placed on the umbrella surface, and it was impossible to smash it.

Little did he know that Ning Yi put one hand on the umbrella, and a Taishan talisman was attached to the palm of his hand, hoping to withstand the opponent's stubbornness.

The young monster punched another time.

The Taishan Talisman was separated by a layer of umbrella and turned into ashes and was washed away by the current.

Ning Yi pressed his hand against the umbrella surface with one hand, and held the handle of the umbrella tightly with the other hand, using his lower abdomen as a support point, and struggling to support him.

The third punch of the young monster, the fourth punch, and the fifth punch.

The half-bone plain of white bones was injected into Xixue's sword body, and it became extremely tough at this moment. Under the rumbling trembling sound, the umbrella bones began to break. The umbrella surface made by the girl for Ning Yi was cracked under the heavy pressure that was enough to crush most of the body refiners of the same level.

The scene seemed to be in a situation where one side was crushed without any suspense.

Ning Yi held a breath and was waiting for the young monster to exhaust his energy. This undersea battle was like a fight between body refiners, a battle between human body refiners, and the subtle tricks of tricks that could not be played out in this undersea bedroom, but one thing remained unchanged.

In the battle between fists and feet, the battle between aura, whoever is exhausted first and shows his decline will lose the upper hand and be seized by the opponent.

Ning Yi suddenly held an umbrella when he collided, just to seize the opportunity. However, he never expected that the big monster's close combat was so strong that he was stunned by the face of the thin snow umbrella with a few punches.

Every punch is like a galloping horse, a dragon and an elephant roaring, unstoppable.

Blood was already overflowing from the corners of Ning Yi's lips, and huge force was smashing in waves, almost lifting himself out of the "ground". He had no time to reach out to change a talisman. If he could not withstand the oil-paper umbrella at this moment, the fight between fists and feet would be at an absolute disadvantage.

He looked pale and turned around to see the girl holding half of her bone flute leaves.

The close fighting force can shatter the earth and stones. With Ning Yi's current body, even through the snow, even the big monster cannot withstand the ravages of this monster, let alone taking Xu Qingyan to the enemy... Separating the bone flute is Ning Yi's temporary fantasy. If half of the bone flute can also convey divinity, then Xu Qingyan holds half of the bone flute and gives himself continuous divinity blessings behind him, then this fight may not be impossible to fight.

Xu Qingyan, who was also pale but firm in his eyes, held the white bone flute leaves in both hands. Ning Yi did not say a word of guidance from beginning to end, and she did not understand the methods of using the practitioner... but she understood what she wanted to do.

Hold it together.

Driven by thoughts.

Flowing in her blood, the holy and pure substance began a slow riot, and the rumbling rumbling boiled in her body, as if it was sensing the crisis between life and death. At this moment, it was extremely obedient and rushed into the half of the bone flute leaves quite obediently......

In the distant water flow.

The young monster had a sinister expression.

A moment ago, he had been following the two of them, observing Ning Yi's physical condition and many other situations. No matter how he looked at it, he was not a cultivator who could match him. So he decided to take action. At this moment, he was dragged by this unknown person and actually with the umbrella sword to withstand his fists and feet.

It is a bit incredible. He is in the world of the demon clan and his body is unquestionable, but he is helpless?

But nothing.

The so-called "one force to subdue all things" and it only takes a moment to beat the broken umbrella. The human cultivator's starlight realm is extremely weak. In this forbidden place, he has gained a bargain, otherwise how could he last until this time?

The young monster clenched his fists again and kept bombarding, which made his fists feel a little numb. He blew his fists down again with a faint anger.

Thunder broke out in the flat ground.

This time, the broken oil-paper umbrella was no longer stubborn and stubborn like the one before.

Ning Yi suddenly put away his umbrella.

A familiar and warm feeling came from the dantian...

The dense drops of divine water lit up, the sword body.

This sword was handed out in desperate situations.

Ning Yi's face was extremely calm. His hands were sore and numb. He was already trembling amid the continuous hammering. I'm afraid he couldn't even hold a talisman.

But he is more stable than anyone else with his sword.

And accurate.

This sword hit the young monster's fist that was hit by it. At the junction, a huge golden black ripple exploded from the seabed.

Xu Qingyan, holding the white bone flute leaves, suddenly blurred his vision in front of him.

The stone pillars of the ancient bedroom under the sea collapsed. The portrait was cut by the sword energy dispersed from the waves and pulled out of the "ground". A spider web spreads out with the sword energy.

There was only one thought in the young monster's mind.

This is definitely not a sword that humans can deliver!

Ning Yi, who handed out this sword, moved forward.

The fine snow is invincible.

The blessing of divine nature is unstoppable.

The water waves under the sea explode inch.

The two figures retreated in both directions at extremely fast speed.

The man who retreated beside Xu Qingyan inserted into the ground with the tip of the Snow Sword, stopped his retreating momentum, and retreated into the realm of the water-avoiding talisman.

Xu Qingyan looked at Ning Yi with a pale face.

The boy was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ning Yi knew what Xu Qingyan was thinking.
Chapter completed!
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