Chapter 1610 Involuntary, the Battle Between True and False

In Wenren Seven Stars, a man was thin, his expression was full of deep helplessness, and the word "Kong" flashed between his brows.

Hua Jieyu raised his eyes, looked at Yang Qingxuan complicatedly, and said bitterly: "Compared to flowers, Hua Jieyu is more fragrant than jade. Everyone in the world laments Hua Jieyu, but I don't know who Hua Jieyu is for."

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward with a halberd, and said in a deep voice, "Hua Jieyu, follow me."

"Let's go?" Hua Jieyu said with a wry smile, "I am Wenren's Xingxiu, how can I go with you."

Wenren grinned and said, "Hua Jieyu, kill him!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly.

Hua Jieyu let out a long sigh, and his robe fluttered under the brilliance of the huge sutras, reflecting a bright red like the setting sun.

A little soul light condensed in the palm of Hua Jieyu, and the shadow of the tattered king formed behind him, and in a flash, he patted Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan held the halberd in front of him to resist.

"Boom!"

The Tattered King pressed his palm on the halberd, and a large piece of golden light exploded, disintegrating in the air.

There was a slight mournful sound from the sacred vessel.

Under the power of the Tattered King, Tianxu was about to enter a state of disintegration.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, Hua Jieyu's cultivation has reached the Dao realm, but only at the early stage of the Extreme Dao. In terms of realm, he is on par with himself. The fighting power is naturally not the same. But the terrible thing about the Tattered King is that he can break down all the rules.

Yang Qingxuan's arm trembled, and he pushed Hua Jieyu away.

Then put away Tianxu, clenched his fists violently, let out a loud roar, and transformed into a time-space giant, clasped his hands together and clapped out.

"Boom!"

The infinite space was squeezed and turned into a huge sphere, completely trapping Hua Jieyu.

Hua Jieyu frowned and sighed, "Why bother?"

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Shut up! Follow me!"

Hua Jieyu trembled, lowered his head slightly, and remained silent.

"Let's go? Hahahaha. Hua Jieyu, it seems that you are very familiar with this little bastard, kill, kill him, kill him with all your might. Give me all seven of you!"

Wenren laughed wildly, holding a knife in both hands, and came to kill Yang Qingxuan.

The other six people were all shining brightly, showing their prototypes. There were rocs and sea monsters. The tyrannical energy swept out, entangled into a beam of light, smashed the void, and charged towards Yang Qingxuan.

Yang Qingxuan grasped slightly with five fingers, and the same starlight flashed in his hand, shooting out four rays of light, which flashed down alternately and turned into four figures.

Du Ruo said loudly: "Hua Jieyu, don't be obsessed with it!"

Among the four stars, he is the most familiar with Hua Jieyu. Although they don't seem to get along well on weekdays, they have the best relationship.

Yang Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "He is bound by the contract and cannot help himself. Du Ruo, Hua Jieyu will be handed over to you."

As he said that, his eyes turned cold, and his ten fingers clenched down violently.

"Boom!"

"what!!"

Hua Jieyu screamed, and a large amount of blood exploded from his body. Eighty-nine out of ten of the meridians and acupoints were broken, and the combat power of the whole person was directly crippled.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed with five fingers again, then took Hua Jieyu from the sky and threw it to Du Ruo.

The other six stars and Wenren were all taken aback. Hua Jieyu was at the same level as Yang Qingxuan, yet he was completely crushed with one move.

Wenren felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, come on!"

The six stars gritted their teeth and rushed over.

Du Ruo caught Hua Jieyu, then threw it to Nuo Xi, and said, "You are the most trash here, just watch people."

As he spoke, his figure flickered, and his hands turned into giant pincers, rushing towards the battlefield. Bring up a piece of yellow sand and flow in the air. You can vaguely feel the anger on his body.

Ziyuan and Kong Ling each took out their weapons and went up to the battle.

At this time, behind Yang Qingxuan, three figures appeared, namely Shi Yuyan, Wu Qiyue and Ning Jiazi.

There was a small blue flag floating in front of Shi Yuyan, and suddenly the water shone brightly, and the waves rose up everywhere, turning into water to protect her body.

Wu Qiyue's green eyes lit up, and the bright moon rose behind her. The huge energy caused the surrounding energy to fluctuate in strength, like the tide of all things.

The whole body of Ningjiazi is crimson red, carrying a big gourd with the mysteries of heaven and earth on her back, and her eyes are clear. After practicing the Five Spirits Longevity Jue for a long time, he has already reached the peak of the spirit body, so he lacks the imperial soul, so he can refine it into a physical body.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the entire situation in terms of momentum was immediately reversed.

It becomes seven against seven.

Wenren and the others were shocked, gritted their teeth, and rushed forward. At this moment, there is no way out.

Yang Qingxuan turned back into a human body again, took out the war halberd, and killed Wenren.

With Yang Qingxuan's current combat strength, it is extremely difficult to deal with the great perfection of Juzhen, and he can almost fight against the late stage of ordinary Juzhen.

But Wenren is pregnant with four bloods, and is the former Qinglong Holy Spirit, and his combat power vaguely surpasses Yang Qingxuan.

The void between the two of them shattered, and they could not stop fighting for a long time.

The huge scriptures stood beside him like a projection, and the words of the martial arts on them flickered and disappeared, witnessing the battle of inheritance of the true and false holy spirits.

"The inheritance of the Holy Spirit is mine after all!"

Hearing a loud roar, where the demon knife passed, it seemed that a big demon appeared, and the lingering demon energy swept across the universe, stirring up the space.

Yang Qingxuan displayed the most basic halberd technique, focusing on blocking, blocking all of Wenren's attacks.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the halberd continued to shoot.

At this moment, the other twelve people are also fighting inextricably.

Hua Jieyu, Nuoxi's guardian, could only stare blankly, anxious and ashamed in his heart, strength, I need strength!

Nuoxi clenched her fists tightly, a circle of blood churning in her body.

Wenren fought desperately for a while, and couldn't fight for a long time, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Although Yang Qingxuan didn't have the strength to fight back, and he blocked it with just a few moves, but he couldn't attack anyway.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't be finished in three days and three nights.

It has completely become a war of attrition.

And what worries Wenren the most is that the inheritance of the scriptures will disappear in an unknown period of time.

At this moment, the most worrying thing happened. Wenren's heart was shocked suddenly. The golden light on the huge scriptures seemed to have dimmed a lot, and the dim and disillusioned words had obviously lost their luster.

"How could this be! Damn it!"

Hearing people hissed and shouted: "Yang Qingxuan, hurry up and die! Don't delay my acceptance of the inheritance!"

The demon sword in his hand slashed even faster, roaring down like wind and lightning.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan still used a simple move, blocking the blow with the halberd in front of him.

It's just that people were anxious, and their strength continued to explode, and Yang Qingxuan was shocked back a few steps.

On the hands holding the halberd tightly, a large piece of golden writing suddenly appeared and disappeared in a flash.

But how can this escape the eyes of people in the know.

"Hey! That's it!—"

Wen Ren roared in horror as if he had seen a ghost, "Wu Jing! How could the words of Wu Jing appear on you!"

Yang Qingxuan raised his face without any expression, but in his clear eyes, golden runes kept flashing, which were exactly the content of the martial arts scriptures.