Chapter 1141 Horrible Conjecture, Zi Yan·Sunder Armor

Secondly, you can use the purple fire, which is inflammable. When he touched the barrier just now, he roughly estimated the power. As long as he uses the purple fire to strike with all his strength, he can at least break through an escape exit.

After contemplating, instead of being in a hurry, he sat down on the edge of the barrier and adjusted his breath to practice.

In fact, most of his strength has been restored, and he is just waiting for the result of the battle between Jiang's father and son and the gray-robed man. If he broke through the barrier and escaped now, the firepower of the three people would definitely hit him.

After a while, Yang Qingxuan's strength returned to its peak.

But the battle between Jiang's father and son and the gray-robed man was still going on fiercely.

Jiang's father and son practiced ice-type supernatural powers, which lowered the temperature in the entire space to below zero. Even around Yang Qingxuan's body, ice flowers formed from time to time.

And the gray-robed man completely turned into a tiger body, attacking fiercely, moving around and punching, accompanied by tiger roars.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and fell into a life-and-death situation.

After Jiang Yin's sword was broken, he held a battle gun in his hand and sneaked up from the side from time to time.

In the seemingly even situation, the gray-robed man began to lose the upper hand.

Yang Qingxuan kept staring at the gray-robed man, carefully observing every punch he made, as well as the various changes in his aura.

Because this man in gray robe is the second extreme level of Dao Realm, the "Bai Yu Xian Jue" in his hand is definitely more than half.

The family of the holy spirit is gradually declining in the star field of the sky, and only the Xuanming Wei family in the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges can still be maintained at its peak. But I have never heard of the existence of the White Tiger Holy Spirit of the Extreme Dao Realm.

The level of supernatural powers of the gray-robed man is obviously much higher than the first volume of "Bai Yu Xian Jue" he knows.

A strange thought came to his mind. When Xuantianji refined the map of the four holy spirits, it was because the power of the four holy spirits was too weak, and the power of the gray-robed man in front of him was obviously higher than the four holy spirits captured by Xuantianji.

Did Xuan Tianji fail to find this person, or did this person appear only recently?

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and a word suddenly came to his mind-farm!

Fu is cultivated from the "Suzaku Farm", so if there is a "Suzaku Farm", will there be a "White Tiger Farm" or even a "Xuanwu Farm"?

If so, who is manipulating this matter?

As one of the four holy spirits, the rabbit died and the fox was sad. In addition to anger, Yang Qingxuan also had a trace of fear in his heart.

Seeing that the gray-robed man and Jiang's father and son were almost fighting, and both of them were wounded, Yang Qingxuan stood up and walked straight to the edge of the barrier.

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it lightly on the barrier, and suddenly a circle of ripples spread under his palm, which was the imprisoning force of the barrier, and slightly bounced his palm away.

The robe fluttered gently under the movement of the true essence.

After reaching a suitable distance between the palm and the enchantment, Yang Qingxuan let out a snarl, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying heat rose up by itself, scorching the world.

A little purple flame ignited quietly, and the flame gradually became stronger. In this scarlet enchantment, like a flower of the other side blooming in the land of death, it quickly expanded.

"Zi Yan, break armor!"

Yang Qingxuan pressed down with a palm, and thousands of flames condensed in the palm of his hand, pressing hard on the barrier.

"Boom!" A gap as high as a person was blasted out, and Yang Qingxuan was also shocked. He stepped back several steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

A huge black ring emerged in the air, sending out violent tremors.

There are still purple flames burning around the gap, but it is closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's figure flickered, he fled outside the boundary.

"What? Impossible!"

Jiang's father and son were shocked, especially Jiang Yulun, his heart trembled, the rhythm of his hands slowed down, and the man in gray robe counterattacked and slapped him in the air.

Jiang Yulun let out a long howl in shock and anger, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, countless crystal dust attached to his arms, turning into arm armor and hand helmet, and he punched them violently.

"Boom!"

The two clashed palms and flew away.

The terrifying air wave impacted on the surrounding area of ​​the moat, directly countering Jiang Yulun's mind.

"puff!--"

Jiang Yulun spat out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly made a seal with both hands.

The barrier of Fangyuan enchantment flashed in the air, and it turned into a red awn and entered the black ring, flying into his hands.

Now that the enchantment was broken and Yang Qingxuan escaped, the radius of the moat was of little use, so he simply took it back.

Jiang Yin hurried forward and supported Jiang Yulun, "Father, are you okay!"

Jiang Yulun turned a deaf ear to it, with a gloomy face, staring at the gray-robed man with cold eyes, and shouted: "Give me the holy artifact!"

The man in the gray robe was also seriously injured, and the scarlet blood on the robe was like plum blossoms. He sneered and said, "It's unreasonable!"

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me!"

With a determined face, Jiang Yulun took out a yellow pill the size of a baby's fist, with a hint of madness in his eyes, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Jiang Yin's expression became very frightened, and he tremblingly said: "Father... that is... that is..."

After Jiang Yulun swallowed the pill, he said solemnly, "I don't care about this much!" He pointed at Yang Qingxuan, and said coldly, "Go and kill that man. I'll kill this gray-robed man!"

"Yes Yes!"

Jiang Yin was terrified in his heart, and he didn't even dare to approach his father. After receiving the order, he felt as if he had been pardoned, and hurried to Yang Qingxuan.

Both Yang Qingxuan and the gray-robed man were secretly surprised that after Jiang Yulun swallowed the alchemy, his original cultivation base of the extreme realm seemed to keep rising.

There are many kinds of elixirs that greatly increase one's cultivation, but one is extremely harmful to the human body, like the Jiuwen Shengdao Pill that Hongyuan swallowed before; weak.

It is almost unheard of for Jiang Yulun to swallow the elixir that can increase the cultivation base of the Extreme Dao Realm.

However, the Fengyin Chamber of Commerce has been in business for many years, and its financial resources are as high as the sky. It is not surprising that there are some top-quality treasures.

There was an angry expression in the eyes of the gray-robed man, and the bronze mask was stained with blood. After transforming into a white tiger, he looked even more ferocious. With a loud roar, he unleashed a tiger pounce and rushed towards Jiang Yulun.

Yang Qingxuan stood quietly on the spot. His physical fitness had already returned to its peak. Although Fangyuan suffered a little injury when he broke through the moat, it didn't hinder Daya.

Seeing Jiang Yin rushing, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "Are you looking for death?"

Jiang Yin laughed loudly and said: "Haha, courting death? You who said this sentence are really courting death!"

His gaze sank, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a long spear gathered in his hand, stabbing straight away!

There was a sharp roar in the air, and the entire void became distorted under the sharp edge, and the fierce power crushed it.

Yang Qingxuan didn't hide or evade, the barrenness erupted in his body, instantly flooding the meridians of his whole body, he quickly slapped out the seal with both hands, and shouted: "The eight barrens return to nothing!"

"Boom!"

The strong desolation qi dissipated at once, carrying the breath of endless desolation, eroding the world into a vast expanse.

Jiang Yin's spear pierced into the barren air, and was swallowed without a trace.

//Tonight at 22:00, WeChat and QQ public account (taiyiss) will push at the same time - "Taixuan Sword Tomb - What Kind of Martial Spirit Is It?" and the illustration of Taixuan Sword Tomb. The Taixuan Sword Tomb is the most peculiar of the ten martial spirits.