[Chapter 969 Black Lotus Sword Formation]
While laughing wildly, Yuan Tiangang suddenly felt the spiritual energy of the air and the world surging wildly, but he saw Yang Yiyu, who was thirty meters away, closing his eyes and raising his sword.
“Hmph, four years ago, you were protected by a demon and escaped a disaster, causing me to lose my clone. Today, I will send you to the west.” Yuan Tiangang roared at Yang Yiyu after he finished speaking: “Luo Hou Zhuihun, die for me.”
Another Luo Hou Zhuihun shot out.
At this time, Yang Wentian and Meng Changqing climbed out of the ruins of the palace in the distance and happened to see this scene. Their faces changed wildly and they shouted to Yang Yiyu to be careful.
Because at this moment, Yang Yiyu was actually holding the sword motionlessly in their eyes, but Yuan Tiangang’s shot had already stabbed him. The bloody Luo Hou phantom came out from Yuan Tiangang’s Luo Hou Zhuihun gun and stabbed Yang Yiyu with a crushing force.
“Master~”
“Yun’er~”
Seeing Yang Yiyu standing still with his eyes closed, Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian screamed because they were too far away.
They were heartbroken.
They had just used their best tricks, but they still couldn’t resist Yuan Tiangang’s attack. They knew how powerful that shot was.
If it was just the powerful true energy, it would be fine. The most bizarre thing was the soul attack. Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian, who had suffered losses, knew that the Luohou Soul-Chasing Spear was worthy of its reputation. The real powerful power was that one shot could hurt the soul, and it was impossible to prevent it.
Both of them were seriously injured.
They were also in the early stage of the Spirit Severing Realm, but the Luohou Soul-Chasing Spear in Yuan Tiangang’s hand was an ancient treasure, the third-ranked magic weapon in the Ancient Adventure Hall.
It was worthy of its reputation.
This kind of attack was launched by Yuan Tiangang in the Spirit Severing Realm. In the minds of Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian, Yang Yiyu was doomed. Even if he didn’t close his eyes and stood there, but ran away, he couldn’t escape.
After all, Yang Yiyu was at the Great Perfection of the Out-of-Body Realm, and there was still a big realm transition level between him and the early stage of the Spiritual Severing Realm.
Although Yang Yiyu’s magic power was far superior to that of ordinary people, his realm was still one level lower, and he could not match Yuan Tiangang who had the most precious Luohou Soul-Chasing Spear in his hand.
Meng Changqing’s eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was thinking in his heart, if Yang Yiyu died, how would he explain to everyone in Yunmen?
He was able to recover his cultivation and even break through to the Spiritual Severing Realm, all thanks to Yang Yiyu. After wandering for a lifetime, he finally settled down in Yunmen. Although he called Yang Yiyu the master, the two were more like friends regardless of age. To be honest, as an old ghost who had practiced for a thousand years, he valued Yang Yiyu very much.
But now…
Meng Changqing’s heart began to bleed. He couldn’t bear to watch it. He closed his eyes and swore in his heart: “Forget it. If the sect master dies, I, Old Meng, will not have the face to see the disciples of Yunmen today. Since I am the elder of Yunmen, I will avenge the sect master. Even if I have to self-destruct, I must kill Yuan Tiangang.”
Yang Wentian’s mouth was also twitching. He clenched his teeth and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. He didn’t know whether it was from the previous injury or the bite. He also closed his eyes and couldn’t bear to watch.
However, just when the two thought that Yang Yiyun was going to die, they heard a terrified scream in their ears.
“Boom~” The earth-shaking sound sounded.
“Ah~ How is it possible~”
Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian suddenly opened their eyes. They heard that the terrified voice was Yuan Tiangang’s voice.
They looked at the field quickly, but their eyes widened.
“This…?” Yang Wentian couldn’t believe it.
“Hahaha, I knew that the sect master was a genius, and he would not die easily.” Meng Changqing sat on the ground and laughed. Because of the serious injury, he spit out blood in his mouth, but he didn’t care at all, his eyes were shining.
The two closed their eyes for less than ten breaths.
But within these ten breaths, Yang Yiyu made a gorgeous reversal.
The scene that the two imagined that Yang Yiyu was killed by Yuan Tiangang’s attack and Luohou’s pursuit did not appear. Instead, Yuan Tiangang was suppressed by Yang Yiyu at this moment.
In the eyes of Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian, four black lotuses appeared in front of Yang Yiyu at this time, directly trapping the Luohou phantom condensed by Yuan Tiangang’s gun in the four black lotuses.
Yuan Tiangang on the other side held the Luohou Soul Chasing Gun and cast a spell on the black lotus. His old face was red, and he wanted to break free from the Luohou phantom trapped in the four black lotuses, but it didn’t move at all.
On the other hand, Yang Yiyun held the Dragon Slaying Sword, pointing at four black lotuses that emitted a faint halo, with a smile on his lips,
calm and composed. “Hehe, did old man Wentian see anything?” Meng Changqing asked Yang Wentian with a smile, sweeping away his previous gloom.
“Sword formation.” Yang Wentian spat out two words without hesitation. Both of them were masters of formations, so they naturally saw at a glance that the four black lotuses formed by Yang Yiyun were a sword formation.
“My goodness, the sect master is really a genius. He can actually integrate the formation into the magical sword skills. I don’t know how he did it?” Meng Changqing sighed.
“Theoretically, the formation can be combined with any avenue, and it’s not surprising that it can be integrated into the magical sword skills. What’s strange is that Yun’er obviously realized something just now. It’s obvious that he realized a sword skill in a short period of time. His magical sword skills have been raised to another level. It’s not enough to say that he is a genius. It’s abnormal~” Yang Wentian said to himself.
“Ahem~” Meng Changqing was choked when he heard Yang Wentian’s words about perversion: “Old Wentian, stop talking, let’s just watch.”
…
Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian in the distance were shocked, and Yang Yiyun at the moment was also shocked.
He himself was shocked, or shocked by the wonder of the black lotus sword skills.
The previous perception was really successful, not only did one sword turn into two, but two turned into four, and four black lotus sword qi appeared successfully.
At the last moment of drawing the sword, he suddenly thought of the battle between Meng Changqing and Yang Wentian. He was so moved that he used four black lotuses to form a simple four-image formation.
The result was a huge surprise for him.
The four black lotus sword qi were all evolved by his mind control. After a thought, a four-image formation was instantly successful. It was just as he wanted. You should know that this was just an illusion of sword qi. It is impossible to arrange it into a formation.
But it succeeded.
He was the first person to use sword qi to set up a formation.
The main reason was that no one would think so, but Yang Yiyun had watched the battle before, and he just thought about it and tried it in his mind, but he successfully used the black lotus sword qi to arrange a black lotus sword formation.
More importantly, this black lotus sword formation can be controlled at will and can be moved, that is, it can move with his mind, and the range can be large or small. This has exceeded the scope of the magical sword skills, and it has a taste of mutation.
It was originally a sword skill, but now it has evolved into a sword skill formation in his hands.
And it was very powerful. After the four black lotus sword qi were formed, the Four Symbols Formation was successful. Yang Yiyun had a thought in his mind and directly trapped the Luohou phantom cast by Yuan Tiangang in the formation, unable to move at all.
No matter how Luohou’s phantom struggled in the formation, the weakness of the formation in his mind could be transformed. He would strengthen the power of the place where Luohou’s phantom struggled.
In this way, Luohou’s phantom in the formation, or Yuan Tiangang’s magical fighting skills, could not move. No matter how Yuan Tiangang, who was holding the Luohou Soul-Chasing Gun in the distance, cast a spell, he could not break free.
And another huge change was that because of the existence of the soul power in the seed, Yang Yiyun actually found that he could control the changes in the explosion of the black lotus.
Before, the black lotus sword qi would automatically explode when it touched any object after it was cast, but now with the soul power in it, it was more closely connected with his mind. It only took Yang Yiyun a thought to make the black lotus explode.
The number of Yin people seemed to have upgraded again.
When he thought of this, Yang Yiyun couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Yuan Tiangang, who looked incredible. At this moment, Yuan Tiangang saw that his magical power Luohou was trapped by Yang Yiyun’s four black lotuses. He roared and used his magic power to bless Luohou’s soul-chasing gun desperately, trying to break free from the trapped Luohou phantom and attack Yang Yiyun.
“It’s time for the old immortal to end~” Yang Yiyun sneered, and then his mind moved: “Black Lotus Sword Formation~ Explode~”
“Boom boom boom boom~”
Four consecutive deafening explosions sounded.
All four black lotuses exploded, and the power was four times that of the previous one-two black lotus.
The phantom of Luohou trapped in the black lotus sword formation was instantly torn into pieces and turned into nothingness.
Yuan Tiangang screamed as the phantom of Luohou dissipated, and vomited blood.
However, he immediately widened his eyes, his face was extremely terrified, and he flew away without hesitation.
He had to run. After the four black lotuses exploded, the sky was full of black lotus petals. Each black lotus petal was filled with powerful sword energy, which made Yuan Tiangang’s hair explode. He flew up and ran away without hesitation.
Yang Yiyu smiled and said, “Can you run away?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the four black lotuses turned into forty-eight black lotus petals and shot towards Yuan Tiangang.
From a distance, it looked like thousands of swords were fired at the same time.
“Ah~”
After a scream, Yuan Tiangang, who had already flown into the air, was hit by all forty-eight black lotus petals and turned into a blood mist in an instant. His soul was cut into pieces and he died.
(End of this chapter)
