Chapter 179: Qian Wuhen

"Okay, someone has set up a formation here!"

Zhao Yi stared at the Black Lotus Hall in the valley, and retreated a little bit unwillingly, but before he walked out for a long time, he returned to the original place strangely.

As the formation master, Zhao Yi knew very well what this meant, and without anyone noticing, he fell into the formation arranged by the Black Lotus Hall!

"Hehe, I just said how a little Martial Emperor could kill my countless monks in the Black Lotus Hall. It turns out that the main body is hiding here."

While Zhao Yi was thinking about the countermeasures, a chuckle sounded, faintly carrying a sharp sword aura.

Zhao Yi stood where he was, and looked at the young man who was coming from his sight without saying a word.

He was dressed in black, like an assassin hiding in the dark, but his whole body exuded a sharp light, and his sword energy radiated everywhere.

Holding a light long sword lightly, that seemingly ordinary weapon has an indescribable sharpness.

"Let me introduce myself, Qian Wuhen, the number one swordsman in the Black Lotus Hall, tell me, what is the purpose of making trouble in my Black Lotus Hall?"

The young man in black walked over slowly, and when he uttered the first sentence, he couldn't help showing a hint of arrogance on his face, and looked at Zhao Yi proudly.

"Don't talk, you seem to be a mute."

The air froze for five seconds, Qian Wuhen immediately narrowed his eyes, raised his palm slightly, and stroked lightly towards the air.

"Wait until I cut off all your limbs and see if you still cry out in pain!"

After Qian Wuhen finished speaking, the knife in his hand fell down immediately, and powerful energy swept over him.

"Just a hand knife has such power!"

Zhao Yi was taken aback, his dark eyes began to flash a trace of solemnity, but he gained a lot of benefits from the trial in the Wuhun Tower, even if he didn't need to observe deliberately, he could clearly find the trajectory of the attack.

"This way... it's interesting!"

The corner of Qian Wuhen's mouth raised slightly, and he rushed out like a cheetah, with his five fingers together, one after another of sharp attacks swept out continuously, cutting the whole land to pieces.

"Purple Magic Thunder!"

Zhao Yi's body was built like a purple thunder, and the thunder light leaped, filled with violent and powerful spiritual power.

"Boom!"

But in the face of Qian Wuhen, Zhao Yi had no strength to fight back. There were bursts of sword marks on his body, and blood continued to flow from them.

"Aren't you even willing to use weapons..."

In a few minutes, Zhao Yi's body was covered with bruises, and his pair of pitch-black eyes showed no sign of retreating. Indistinctly, the eyes began to turn red little by little.

"kill!"

The Xutian Demon Pillar suddenly appeared in Zhao Yi's palm, and at the moment Qian Wuhen rushed towards him, it slapped down fiercely, and the terrifying strong wind ruthlessly swept across Qian Wuhen's face.

"How can this be!"

Qian Wuhen's pupils shrank, and he hid it no longer, quickly took out the long sword, and blocked it tightly in front of him.

Even so, the moment the magic pillar fell down, terrifying evil spirits spewed out immediately, and Qian Wuhen's spirit appeared in a trance for a short time!

"Just now, Zimolei!"

Zhao Yi sneered, and the top of the sky immediately had thunderbolts gathering continuously, and finally, like a thunder dragon, it ruthlessly charged down on Qian Wuhen's body, and the whole earth began to crack!

"Spirit Sword Art, Heavenly Soul Battle!"

Qian Wuhen grabbed the long sword in his hand, and directly burst out a big move under the storage, and the sword energy swept out continuously, as if to tear the purple magic thunder at the top of the sky!

"It's really vulnerable!"

The seemingly ferocious thunder, under the continuous sweep of sword energy, tore apart abruptly, and finally smashed into the ground beside it, creating a huge crater of tens of feet!

"I never said... I will win you with this thing!"

Zhao Yi's voice sounded at some unknown time, his hands, while the flames were beating, and the lightning arcs were flickering at the same time, white and purple intertwined, looking extremely gorgeous.

"Law Fusion!"

The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched slightly, two completely different powers of laws collided at this moment, and terrible sparks immediately emanated from both of them.

"Damn! You are crazy, stop now!"

When Qian Wuhen saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched immediately, and his heart trembled a little. He never imagined that Zhao Yi possessed two powers of laws!

It's just that the forces between the laws are mutually exclusive, if they are forcibly fused together, it will only cause self-destruct!

"Just now... weren't you amazing?"

After a while, the sparks of the collision disappeared, replaced by white and purple light balls, which looked ordinary, but made people feel an indescribable sense of crisis.

"See if you can chop it off!"

As soon as Zhao Yi's voice fell, the light ball in his hand was thrown out immediately. Although the speed was a bit slow, it was firmly locked on Qian Wuhen.

There is no way to avoid it!

"Spirit Sword Art, Tianse!"

Qian Wuhen's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand immediately flew out, and the extremely fierce sword energy began to spread out from it.

"Great sword intent!"

Zhao Yi looked at the long sword soaring into the sky, and his face was slightly condensed. Although the long sword in Qian Wuhen's hand was just an ordinary spiritual weapon, it exuded the power to cut down the cliff at this moment.

"go!"

The moment the long sword flew and slashed down, a black mark was drawn across the entire world, and the space seemed to start to become distorted!

However, the moment the long sword touched the law of thunder and fire, the two combined forces immediately lost their balance.

"Boom!"

Thunder resounded throughout the world, the confinement formation under his feet was shattered at this moment, and the power of sword energy and thunder and fire began to spread wildly, covering Zhao Yi and Qian Wuhen in an instant.

The loud thunderous noise echoed for several minutes, and finally weakened slowly. The filled smoke and dust represented the tragedy of the war!

"A little Martial Emperor was able to force me to use this move, and I will die without regret. Originally, this move was reserved for thousands of devils."

A black shadow immediately crawled out of the huge pit under his feet, his muddy appearance was extremely embarrassing, not as fierce as it was at the beginning.

Qian Wuhen took a deep look in front of everything that was destroyed, and walked towards the Black Lotus Hall without the slightest hesitation.

"They have already chased here. If they return empty-handed, it doesn't seem very good."

There was a light laugh, and Zhao Yi's figure appeared in front of Qian Wuhen at some point, his robes were broken, and his body was cut off by the fierce sword energy.

"You have been hurt like this, do you still want to attack me?"

Qian Wuhen frowned. To be honest, he was seriously injured in the battle just now. If he wasn't treated in time, he might have sequelae.

"People from the Black Lotus Hall, damn it!"

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, his pitch-black eyes began to turn purple, and there was a faint arc of lightning jumping.

There are more and more lightning arcs at this time, and finally spread to the whole body, and there are thunder clouds gathering at the top of the sky!

Qian Wuhen stared closely at Zhao Yi, to be precise, it was the transparent crystal in his hand, even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but scream.

"This is... the law crystal!"