Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 33: Zongheng (Part 2)
Deliberately retreating to advance, forcing Yiyi's flower formation to attack. If she wanted to prevent them from retreating, Yiyi would no longer be able to cut leeks as they did before.
With such a duel, the only loser is Yiyi.
It is indeed an idea, but the result of this is that they will waste a lot of mana on Yiyi's plants.
You must know that many of these disciples maintained spiritual energy channels before and were dissatisfied with their spiritual energy. Now they are spending their mana to fight against the flower vines, which will inevitably consume more.
Mu Yi also knew this, but he had no choice but to say: "If he fights against us alone, his spiritual energy consumption will only increase!"
This is true. Every time Tang Jie made a move, he almost used the Zidian Jumping Technique, Chaos Wind Step and Phaseless Golden Body in combination. There was almost no gap between the attack and the attack. After all, with the joint efforts of everyone, Tang Jie couldn't be negligent in the slightest.
But that doesn't mean there's nothing he can do.
At this moment, seeing the remaining six people retreating to defend themselves, Tang Jie suddenly let out a low roar.
He put away his knife.
Pinch and seal with both hands.
Under the protection of this illusory formation, he used spells that took a long time to prepare carelessly, without worrying about the opponent's attacks.
As the handprints appeared, a spiritual wave suddenly rose from the plains.
The sudden spiritual wave made everyone stunned.
In this great formation of forbidden spirits that separates heaven and earth, where does the spiritual tide come from?
Suddenly Mu Yi reacted and shouted: "No, Tang Jie released it himself, he is going to fight!"
I saw Tang Jie raised his head and looked at the people in front: "The Curse of King Maharaja!"
Following his low roar, a huge figure sat up from the other side of the mountain, like the Buddha coming to the world. He stretched out one hand and pressed down. It was the Great Maharaja Curse used by Tang Jie back then. .
It should be said that the Mahamoro Heavenly King Mantra is a benchmark. It has completely different effects when used in the hands of different people.
If it is used in the Lingtai realm, they can only use the power of one blow after consuming all their spiritual energy.
If it is used in the transcendental realm, the Maharaja Curse can last for a long time.
If used in the Heavenly Mind State, the formation speed of this spell will be greatly accelerated and the power will be greater.
If it is used in the Zifu realm, then you will see between a call sign, either a giant statue towering up to the sky, or a row of giant statues all over the mountains and plains, because in that moment, Zifu has successfully completed countless times The release of spells.
And if it is Shi Wu Nian, who can further enhance the power of the spell, the two will be combined, and even the statue that stands tall on the sky and the earth will form multiple statues, and the scene can be described as terrifying.
Although Tang Jie is in the realm of transcendence, in the Forbidden Spirit Formation, he is actually equivalent to the strength of retreating to the spiritual platform realm. This time, the Damaro Heavenly King's Curse inspired the spiritual energy all over his body, so there was only one blow. Power.
Although it only has the power of one blow, it is enough.
Boom!
The giant palm pressed down, making all the disciples of the Seven Jue Sect horrified.
"Hold on!" Mu Yi's voice changed at that moment.
The light below burst out. At that moment, countless magic weapons were thrown into the air. The six disciples were not idle either. They each inspired their own strength and jointly faced the giant palm in the sky.
It was like a great collision between heaven and earth. In the sudden impact, several rays of light flew through the air.
"My baby!" The two Qi Jue Sect disciples screamed together.
More magic weapons fell with dim light.
At that moment, there was a brief stalemate between the giant palm and the disciples of the Qijue Sect, and then the giant palm dissipated and turned into a spiritual light and escaped.
The six people fell from the air back to the ground at the same time, their magic shields shook, and finally disappeared. Two of them vomited blood, but Mu Yi did not even groan and fell back to the ground.
"Brother Pastor!" Everyone shouted together.
Due to a mistake in his early training, Mu Yi is the weakest and the most vulnerable.
In fact, Tang Jie has always wanted to attack Mu Yi first, but firstly, this person is fast, responsive, and very good at protecting himself. Secondly, he is also very popular among his disciples, and everyone is trying their best to protect him. He even blocked Tang Jie's several attempts.
But this time, faced with the curse of the Great Maharaja, Mu Yi could no longer hide.
After a hard fight, others were fine, but he finally gave up.
"There's no need to pull him down, this person won't be able to get up if he gets hurt." Tang Jie said quickly.
The vine that just stretched out shrank back again.
Lying on the ground, Mu Yi stared at Tang Jie, his giant palm was so sharp that he also destroyed the fantasy formation and the sea of flowers.
He looked at Tang Jie and said, "You..."
A mouthful of blood stopped Mu Yi from saying anything. Tang Jie finally understood what he meant, nodded and said: "Yes, I am just here to solve your trouble. No one else can defeat me. It doesn't matter, you have to fall."
Mu Yi said with difficulty: "When your spiritual energy is exhausted, you have no chance of winning with one against five, relying only on that spirit creature."
"Then let's make up for it." Tang Jie said nonchalantly and took something out of the mustard bag.
Dry wind beads.
Seeing this object, Mu Yi's expression also changed, and he obviously recognized it.
Tang Jie got this thing very early. Before every battle, he actually prepared it in advance, but he never had many opportunities to use it.
Until this time, he finally had a chance.
At this moment, Tang Jie grabbed the Qianfeng Bead and sucked it in, and the spiritual energy stored in it was absorbed into his body.
It takes time for the elixir to restore its spirit, and sometimes it also requires the support of external conditions. However, this dry wind bead does not have such troubles and can be ingested directly. Tang Jie, who was still exhausted of his spiritual energy, suddenly regained his fighting power.
Mu Yi did not expect that Tang Jie also prepared a blue bottle for himself, his expression changed, and he finally said: "That is a dry wind bead, which can restore up to two thousand spiritual fluids, but it is under normal circumstances. 20%. Moreover, this thing is consumed over time and usually does not reach this much. If Tang Jie had injected spiritual energy this morning, it would have consumed nearly 200 spiritual liquids based on time. Therefore, Tang Jie's current spiritual energy should only be Between eighteen hundred...you still have hope."
Tang Jie was also slightly surprised: "Do you know this thing?"
Mu Yi pointed to the Huanxi yarn in the sky: "My master developed it based on this thing back then. Do you think I know that?"
"..." Tang Jie was speechless, and finally just shrugged. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly flashed and appeared directly behind the disciples of the Qijue Sect, and slapped one of them with one palm.
The disciples of the Qijue Sect did not expect that he would suddenly apply a cruel attack. In addition, the previous resistance to the giant spirit palm caused the magic shield to break. They were all at a low point. This palm hit the disciple and fell to the ground on the spot.
The vines reappeared and dragged the man down unceremoniously.
"Tang Jie you!" Mu Yi shouted.
"Shh!"
Swinging a sword smoothly, Tang Jie forced a Qijue disciple to retreat. Tang Jie hissed at Mu Yi: "It's better to fight four than five, right?"
Mu Yi looked at Tang Jie, and then at the four senior brothers around him. Their faces were full of fear.
He sighed in his heart, knowing that this battle was lost.
Without Mu Yi, not only the battle strength is lost, but also confidence.
Seeing Tang Jie fighting in all directions, one against nine, until there are still four people left, the disciples of the Qijue Sect have already lost confidence. Even though Tang Jie was at the end of his strength, his energy was at its peak. On the contrary, the disciples of the Qi Jue Sect had lost their confidence and had no chance of making a comeback.
Thinking of this, Mu Yi couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a wave of air suddenly rose from the ground.
The air wave was astonishing, like an underground fountain rushing out of the water.
Along with this "fountain" came a water-blue figure and Yiyi's surprised cry.
"Oops, one got away!"
I saw the blue figure falling in the air. It was the female disciple who was defeated by Tang Jie before.
She actually broke out of Yiyi's restraints and escaped from her underground cage.
As soon as he got away at this moment, he glared at Tang Jie.
"Senior Sister Lu!" Seeing this woman appear, Mu Yi and the other four Qijue Sect disciples cheered at the same time.
Tang Jie's face sank slightly.
Being able to escape from Yiyi's cage shows that this woman's strength is indeed not simple. If expected, Wang Juemie is the leader of this group of Qijue Sect disciples, and his deputies are probably Mu Yi and Senior Sister Lu.
Mu Yi mainly relies on his head rather than his fists, and this Senior Sister Lu must be the strongest among them except Wang Jue Mie.
When he thought that this woman's true strength might be much stronger than the Xiao Wen, Lin Wang, and Mu Yi he met before, Tang Jie couldn't help but have a headache again.
Damn it, after finally dealing with Mu Yi, why did he let her escape?
The most terrible thing is that with this woman's escape, the confidence of the four Qijue disciples has also recovered a lot. They looked at Tang Jie as if they were looking at a dead person.
"As for that...I didn't kill any of your people." Tang Jie muttered.
Mu Yi laughed softly: "Tang Jie, senior sister is out of trouble, you have lost this battle."
"It's not the last moment, but the outcome is still too early to decide." Tang Jie said lazily.
"With your eighteen hundred points of spiritual liquid, do you think you still have a chance to make a comeback?" the woman said coldly.
"Another one with smart eyes and ears." Tang Jie said with a smile, his face also darkened: "Relying on magic power alone is indeed not enough, but who said that I can only rely on magic to fight? Don't forget me But there are people who practice body training, but in recent years they have focused on realm magic, so some people have forgotten where the name Tiger came from!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Standing there, Tang Jie had an astonishing wave of energy rising from all over his body. Just like Wang Jue’s previous battle with Santianxin, the wave of energy danced around him as if it had substance. Everyone was shocked at the same time.
Although this aura is indeed inferior to Wang Juemie's, it is indeed the property of an out-and-out body refiner.
No wonder Tang Jie dared to fight like this. This forbidden spirit formation was certainly Wang Juemie's home field, and it was also Tang Jie's home field. Even if his spiritual energy was exhausted, he would still be able to fight.
The Qijue disciples were shocked~IndoMTL.com~On the contrary, Senior Sister Lu became excited: "This is interesting."
With a casual move, the flying sword thrown by her in the distance returned to her hand.
This woman is all about swords. She was previously defeated and arrested because she was attacked by Tang Jie's fast attack without a sword, but she managed to escape with her own strength. Now that the sword has returned, she is also filled with murderous intent. .
Even Mu Yi looked at his senior sister with a hint of admiration.
Unfortunately, he was not able to see Tang Jie's fight with the woman in the end, because at the next moment, Tang Jie said: "Before fighting, let's do something first."
"What?" Mu Yi was confused.
Tang Jie smiled at Mu Yi: "I said, you should have fainted too, right?"
A wisp of finger wind popped up and hit Mu Yi's ear.
Mu Yi rolled his eyes and fainted.
Before the war, you cannot let such a guy point around.