The sand wall carrying the power of the strong wind surrounded it eight times.
The violent wind still could not annihilate the fire in the copper cauldron.
Although Cao Jiuqian was unscathed, the two sword and shield magic weapons had been completely melted.
The surface of the copper cauldron had There are also dents all over.
Those are the traces of being ravaged by the strong wind.
A wall of sand formed around him again, and Cao Jiuqian's expression became completely relaxed.
The ninth sandstorm was obviously much weaker than the previous ones.
At most ten sandstorms will strangle him, this is Cao Jiuqian's judgment from the bottom of his heart.
As long as he survives the last two, he will have enough confidence to break through this formation that is about to consume all his spiritual energy.
Not only did he lose two low-level magic weapons, but the copper tripod under his feet was also seriously damaged.
Not only did Cao Jiuqian not feel it was a pity, but his heart became even hotter.
Cao Jiuqian has long been jealous of Bai Yi's magical methods.
If he can get such a large formation formation method from Bai Yi, Cao Jiuqian believes that with his own strength, even if he encounters Even the strong men in the early stage of Nascent Soul have the power to escape.
Imagining that his strength would surge in the near future, Cao Jiuqian sneered and blocked the ninth sandstorm.
Sure enough, when the ninth sandstorm passed, a sand wall formed around him again.
This time the sand wall not only It is very short, even the speed is slowed down, and its power is mediocre at first glance.
Cao Jiuqian was very sure that the formation was about to collapse.
As long as it survived the last sandstorm, Bai Yi's figure would appear in front of him.
Patting the body of the copper tripod, Cao Jiuqian used his spiritual power to resist the strangulation of the sandstorm with all his strength.
Even though he could conclude that this was the last time, he was still very cautious.
In the violent wind and sand, I don’t know when a flying fish-like sword was hidden.
These flying swords were very small, with as many as thirty-six in total, especially a small sword that was as black as ink, like a sword.
Sharks swimming in sandstorms will rise up and hurt people whenever they find an opportunity.
After the nine sandstorms, Bai Yi had recovered his spiritual power.
The moment the two spiritual stones in his hand shattered, he took out the Wisteria Sword.
His eyes were like lightning, staring at the last sandstorm in the formation. .
He will use the last sandstorm to completely inflict serious damage on Cao Jiuqian Thirty-six wisteria swords were all wandering at the bottom of the sandstorm.
Bai Yi's target was not Cao Jiuqian's body, but the strange copper cauldron, because he saw that the copper cauldron was closely connected with Cao Jiuqian.
That strange purple bronze cauldron is Cao Jiuqian's natal magic weapon.
Once the natal magic weapon tempered with blood is destroyed, the master's mind will be severely damaged.
As long as Cao Jiuqian is temporarily absent-minded, Bai Yi will have the opportunity to kill him completely.
Buzz The sound of swords suddenly exploded.
The thirty-six wisteria swords did not form a sword formation.
Instead, they all made the sound of eagles and cranes.
The thundering buzz made the violent sandstorm stop for a moment, and then It turned into a storm.
There is sand in the wind, the sword is hidden in the sand, the sword vibrates, and the eighth-level Fengming sword technique is activated by Bai Yi with all his strength.
In the stormy sand, the sound of the phoenix's cry could be heard faintly.
Although the ninth-level phoenix cry sword technique can only produce the phoenix cry, the chorus of the thirty-six wisteria swords still brought out a trace of the phoenix roar and the dragon roar.
The moment Feijian appeared, Cao Jiuqian began to defend with all his strength.
The formation was about to collapse.
He couldn't attack at this time.
As long as he waited until the formation collapsed on its own, Bai Yi would become a piece of fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by him. .
Even though Cao Jiuqian had mobilized all his spiritual power, the sonic attack of Fengming Sword Technique still penetrated his body, and an invisible ripple like an eagle or a crane rushed straight into Cao Jiuqian's sea of consciousness.
Upon sensing the sonic spell, Cao Jiuqian was suddenly startled.
He hurriedly mobilized the power of his spiritual consciousness to block it with all his strength, and his body also became slightly dazed.
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Taking advantage of Cao Jiuqian's daze, Yan Shan, who had broken both arms, appeared behind the copper cauldron.
He used all his strength, raised his legs and kicked towards the mid-level magic weapon.
He floated in front of the copper cauldron on the battlefield.
Moa on the soul flag even opened his big mouth, mistaking the copper cauldron for a radish, and began to gnaw desperately.
On the left side of the red copper cauldron, thirty-five wisteria swords formed the shape of a windmill, slashing continuously.
On the right side, Bai Yi, who was holding a black sword and whose Heaven-Destroying Technique had been maximized, was already slashing with his sword.
Cao Jiuqian's body has been hidden in the cauldron.
While he was spending all his energy resisting the sonic attack, several cracks had appeared around the copper cauldron.
Especially after Bai Yi's black sword passed by, there would definitely be a long and narrow crack. .
Bai Yi slashed not only cracks, but also the cloud-like evil mosquito poison quietly invaded the cauldron.
When Cao Jiuqian completely cleared the sound waves in his body, he suddenly found that his mid-level magic weapon was about to break.
"Little beast" Cao Jiuqian's eyes were red and he shouted angrily: "If you dare to hurt my magic weapon, you are seeking death."
The coercion of the golden elixir's late stage spread out, and the roaring Cao Jiuqian used his best fire method.
The copper tripod immediately burst into a sea of fire, and even the sand in the sandstorm was roasted and creaked.
Yan Shan had already retreated in a hurry, the flames had done too much damage to him, and Moa, who was still biting the copper cauldron desperately, was taken back by Bai Yi.
Before the sea of fire came, Bai Yi suddenly withdrew several feet, flicked the sword-holding hand lightly, and pointed the dark main sword behind him.
"Gathering Swords" In the sea of fire, Bai Yi shouted coldly in a low voice, and the other thirty-five wisteria swords flew over one after another as if they heard the call, hovering beside him.
"Condensing Sword" As Bai Yi shouted again, thirty-five wisteria swords flew toward the dark main sword one after another.
Using the black sword as the handle, a huge sky-high blade composed of flying swords was instantly condensed.
The giant blade behind Bai Yi was more than two feet long.
When all the Wisteria Swords were condensed, a purple lightning arc suddenly rose from the hilt of the main sword and spread all over the giant blade in the blink of an eye.
Taking one step forward, Bai Yi, who was using the Heaven-shaking Technique, put his hands together.
The giant blade drew a half-moon-like sword mark from behind.
In the direction of the sword's edge, a deep purple thunder roared out.
"Wind and Thunder Slash" Bai Yi shouted in a deep voice and unleashed the final move of the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation.
All the red sandalwood thunders in the purple vine wood were forced out.
Accompanied by the cold sword wind, the purple thunder exploded with an astonishing thunder, and the surrounding spiritual energy of the world They all trembled.
Cao Jiuqian was finally shocked.
He had heard the name of the red sandalwood thunder for a long time.
It took thousands of years for the whole purple vine tree to accumulate the power of thunder and lightning.
Purple wood generates thunder, which is characteristic of purple vine wood.
The red sandalwood thunder is not only incredibly powerful, but also has the ability to escape the wind and cut.
As long as there is wind, the attack distance of the red sandalwood thunder can even exceed the caster's hundred feet, and the wind is endless and the thunder is immortal.
Wind can help the fire, and it can also help the power of thunder.
The moment he saw the purple thunder running towards him, Cao Jiuqian made a decision.
He jumped out of the copper cauldron without hesitation, blocking this natal magic weapon.
Then he mobilized his spiritual power with all his strength, preparing to use the broken copper cauldron to meet the shocking thunder.
A dull roar exploded in the copper cauldron, and as the lightning flashed around, this mid-level magic weapon began to break layer by layer.
After resisting Bai Yi's wind and thunder attack, Cao Jiuqian opened his mouth and spurted out blood, and the copper cauldron in front of him immediately Turned into powder. s: Post a book friend group, and the group account will be posted at the top of the book review area.
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