Chapter 392 Zheng! Xie Qingtian slashed out with his long sword, and the sword energy was like wind and rain, crossing the heaven and earth! however, This is enough to compete with the undefeated will of swordsmanship in the half-step virtual realm. At this time, in the huge palm of Ancestor Sikong, the space is collapsed and shattered layer by layer!
The will of the sword that was invincible not long ago, now encountered an unprecedentedly hard copper wall, making it impossible for him to break through! quickly, Xie Qingtian was trapped in the palm of his hand.
It's hard to escape!
After all, he was just a warrior who had just entered the realm of Grand Master. The physique of the Sword Spirit Bone gave him the ability to ignore the bottleneck of realm cultivation, and also gave him the unparalleled strength to kill half-step Void Realm experts.
But in the face of the real power of the virtual realm, after all, we can do our best! What's more, not long ago,
After a great battle with Shi Wushuang, almost all the Gang Yuan in his body was consumed, and the strength he recovered in a short period of time was not enough to compete with Patriarch Sikong who mastered the laws of heaven and earth! They just exchanged three moves, Xie Qingtian was defeated.
In fact, even if he was at his peak before the battle with Shi Wushuang, if he faced Ancestor Sikong, he would only be able to sustain a few more moves.
There is a qualitative gap between the virtual realm and the half-step virtual realm!
boom! space shock,
His all-out swordsmanship was wiped out, and Xie Qingtian vomited blood and fell powerlessly from a high altitude.
Looking at the sky-covering hand that was falling towards him from high in the sky, Xie Qingtian's heart felt as if it had fallen into the abyss.
But at this moment, Do not know why,
But he suddenly remembered the scene when he faced Yang Qingyun two years ago. At that time, The gap between him and that person is not much different from the gap between him and the old immortal opposite him now, right? "After two years of hard training, my strength should be close to that person. It's a pity that I can't fight him again."
A war breaks out all around, with shouts of killing everywhere. But at this time, Xie Qingtian's mind was particularly peaceful, and he sighed in his heart.
He didn't know what would happen next, But his way,
I'm afraid that's where it ends.
however, At the moment when Xie Qingtian watched helplessly as he was grabbed by the giant hand of Patriarch Sikong, suddenly, The giant hand that was gathered with monstrous magic power was suddenly shaken. Collapse instantly!
"Huh? What happened?"
Xie Qingtian was stunned. at this time,
almost at the same time,
"Ah! Little beast, you are looking for death!"
A shrill scream resounded throughout the world, interrupting Xie Qingtian's doubts.
The roar of Ancestor Sikong, accompanied by the monstrous rage, transformed into a terrifying divine power that made the void tremble and swept the entire world!
The binding force around him dissipated, and Xie Qingtian quickly stabilized his body and looked up.
I saw not far away, Ancestor Sikong, who had previously suppressed the world with his terrifying aura, suddenly had a wound several feet long appearing on his waist.
There is an incurable power and will lingering on it, causing blood to gush out!
Ancestor Sikong is injured! When he was about to capture Xie Qingtian,
Someone suddenly attacked,
Unprepared, he was hit and a wound appeared on his waist! "You little beast, come and die for me!"
boom! ! ! The injured Ancestor Sikong's anger erupted like a volcano, and cold murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He gave up Xie Qingtian's goal, With a backhand palm, he set off a mighty force as big as a river in the void, destroying large areas of vacuum. The terrifying and vast power shot towards the figure who made the move!
Patriarch Sikong burst into anger,
In an instant, The world was overshadowed!
This palm shattered the vacuum, almost instantly, and the attacking figure was about to be beaten to death! however, Ancestor Sikong is fast, The person who attacks is faster!
Before the vast and majestic sea-like counterattack arrived, the figure had already turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared!Boom boom boom! ! ! Ancestor Sikong struck the air with one palm, and the terrifying power bombarded the earth, sweeping across an area of more than ten miles in an instant, bombarding large areas of soil into powder. The entire earth seemed to be lifted from the map by an invisible big hand. A large area was wiped out, forming a huge ravine more than ten miles long on the ground! The world shook violently, and violent air currents swept across, setting off a storm that destroyed the heaven and earth! "That is!"
Xie Qingtian's pupils shrank, The fight between the two people can be said to have taken place between lightning and flint.
But he was so keen that he still saw the face of the person who attacked in a flash! Yang Qingyun, It's him? ! Before Xie Qingtian could react,
A figure suddenly appeared next to him, it was the person who attacked Patriarch Sikong earlier!
"Brother Xie, your strength has been exhausted. Leave this old immortal to me. Those fellow disciples below need you even more."
The person who appeared next to Xie Qingtian was naturally Yang Qingyun.
Just now,
When Patriarch Sikong defeated Xie Qingtian's resistance with three moves and was about to suppress him, Yang Qingyun, who was hidden below, suddenly drew his sword and unleashed a long-planned killing move.
When he was unable to defend himself, he cut him and left a stab wound several feet long on his waist.
"Senior Brother Yang, 伱"
Xie Qingtian's pupils shrank, Because when Yang Qingyun appeared next to him, he didn't notice it at all!
If two people are enemies, I'm afraid he will separate the corpse in an instant!
This guy, How could it be so terrifying! Xie Qingtian was shocked, and a turmoil arose in his heart!
I originally thought that after two years of training, I had made great progress and might catch up with the opponent.
but now, Just relying on the other party's strange method of easily dodging Patriarch Sikong's angry blow and quietly appearing next to him,
Xie Qingtian knew that he was probably overthinking it! I am making progress, The other party is not standing still, and is even improving rapidly! Just when Xie Qingtian was shocked, boom! ! ! Ancestor Sikong's eyes ignited with rage that burned the void, and he punched again. The majestic power shot through the air, as if there was a huge mountain in the void pressing towards the two of them!
Feeling that Xie Qingtian beside him seemed to be stunned and motionless.
Yang Qingyun frowned slightly, too late to dodge, He holds the thunder knife in his hand,
The extremely condensed sword willpower gathered on it, and suddenly slashed forward into the void like lightning,
In an instant, the sword light, which seemed to have all the power gathered into a line, criss-crossed through the void, splitting the space into pieces like a lens!
The majestic power gathered by Patriarch Sikong's punch was directly chopped and sliced, and the monstrous energy exploded and vented in all directions, like setting off a tidal wave of the vast sea, sweeping the world! this blow, Yang Qingyun struck Ancestor Sikong in the virtual realm with an angry blow, It was completely resisted!
This scene, Xie Qingtian, who was watching on the sidelines, was even more stunned on the spot, with a look of disbelief in his eyes!
"Thank you brother?"
"Um, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Yang, this old monster is extremely powerful, can you stop him by yourself?"
"Don't worry, even though that knife didn't seriously injure him, it still hurt him quite a bit. It's not a big problem to delay it."
Yang Qingyun didn't even look back. He stared at Patriarch Sikong not far away.
"Junior brother, please step back first and go help your fellow sect members. After you recover, you can come back and help contain one or two!"
"Okay! Brother, be careful!"
Xie Qingtian was not a person who was dragging his feet. He took a deep breath, knowing that not only could he not be of any help at this time, but he would become a drag.
So he said goodbye, turned his sword into a ray of light, and quickly left the battlefield.
(End of this chapter)