The ceremony of worship became a situation of life and death. This was something that the monks who came to congratulate him could never have dreamed of. Moreover, there will be an unprecedented combination of fire between the Wuji Demon Sect and the Huaxian Sect. These are the two strongest sects in the Three Thousand Town Xuanshan Range.

This shows how complicated the group of monks watching the rituals are at this moment.

Of course, most of the shocking elements were caused by Su Yang's fight with Yan Wuhen, whose cultivation level was one level higher than him.

After all, in the perception of the cultivators, such a fighting method should not appear at all. There is no Jindan monk who clamors to kill the Nascent Soul monk. This is unscientific.

Before the battle was started, Yan Wuhen had actually sacrificed two of his most proud defensive magic weapons, one of which was an extremely rare Nascent Soul magic weapon.

In addition, he was cautiously separated from Su Yang by a hundred feet to prevent his opponent from having any close-range explosion. Ye Xunxian's death made him understand one thing, that is, he must not regard Su Yang as a Jindan monk. Looking at the good things that he was just a disciple of the middle-stage Jindan cultivation just now, he should think of the various means his master might have.

Be careful to sail the ten thousand years of ship, the huge Immortal Transformation Sect, Yan Wuhen's cautious care is definitely notorious.

Su Yang looked idle, with his signature-like evil smile, his eyes flashed with playfulness, and he glanced at Yan Wuhen a hundred feet away.

"Elder Yan, ten breaths, from now on."

Obviously, Yan Wuhen showed no sign of taking action first, and Su Yang did not want to waste time, because what he would soon face was the revenge of the Huaxian Sect, and he had another very important thing to do.

After the words were finished, Su Yang shook his hand, and there was a radiant axe in his palm. What else could it be if it weren't for the "Nine Kills" of the Nascent Soul Magical Weapon refined by the Lingbao clan?

If you want to kill a peak-level cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul in a short time, in addition to a sudden surprise attack and a "shen-calming technique" burst out in close proximity, with Su Yang's current magical powers, you can only rely on two powerful magic weapons at hand refined by the Lingbao clan.

As for why he did not use the more powerful quasi-transformed magic weapon "Di Chenyao" than "Nine Kills", because in Su Yang's opinion, Yan Wuhen is not worth using this final killing move by himself.

When Jiulufang was sacrificed by Su Yang, Yan Wuhen's expression changed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a pill with strange blood rays all over his body, put it in his mouth, but did not swallow it, in case.

"Maybe I'm too worried. No matter how powerful he is, after all, he is only the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivation. Could it be that I can still force me to rely on the 'Death Pill to stimulate potential to fight with me?"

"No matter what, just hold on to ten breaths. If he destroys his promise, he will incite the cultivators present to cause chaos and take the opportunity to break through."

Not to mention Yan Wuhen's many ideas, Su Yang, who had sacrificed Jiulu, suddenly had a murderous intent in his eyes. He lifted the axe to pull out the air. The next moment, he broke through the air like an angry thunder, and his whole body was shrouded in a chaotic golden light.

"The first style of fighting against Tianhen - Pulling the air and killing"

The simple and direct attack movement showed absolute power that made Yan Wuhen, who had been prepared, tremble for no reason.

Perhaps in terms of momentum, Su Yang's axe in the air was completely incomparable to even an ordinary Golden Pill monk's magical power, but Yan Wuhen, as the person involved, was shocked.

"What kind of magical power is this? Why can't I even dodge even if I see this axe so truly?"

"This power is too horrifying. My 'Black Turtle Wall, who blocked the top-level flying sword of the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator for me back then, was destroyed at once?"

Just a blow with a blow from the air, Su Yang took advantage of the opportunity to soar into the sky again. Yan Wuhen not only had no counterattack power, but also destroyed a defensive magic weapon under this blow.

The position he stood was now about ten feet deep, and with it as the center point, a deep pit of thirty feet radiated.

In the middle of the deep pit, Yan Wuhen had released the Nascent Soul and sacrificed his Nascent Soul magic weapon to cultivate with his life. It was a long sword as white as jade.

The Nascent Soul Controls Treasure, turns into a dragon with a long sword, and stirs up a cold current that sweeps around a radius of about a hundred feet. It is difficult for the naked eye to see Su Yang who is driving axe in the air at a very fast speed.

"He can't give him another chance to use the kind of terrifying power that he has just now, and he must attack."

Yan Wuhen's intuition was correct, but what he didn't know was that the fighting skills of the God of War's remnants carved on the "Nine Kills" were six styles in one. Once activated, the six styles were continuous.

Even Su Yang needs to spend a lot of effort to stop his momentum. How could he stop because of Yan Wuhen’s magic weapon offensive?

"The second style of fighting against Tianhen - Lingxiao strike"

Seeing that the dragon transformed by the long sword was about to bite Su Yang, the divine pattern on the nine slaughter in the latter's hand suddenly appeared. Su Yang, who had practiced the six-style fighting battle Tianhen in the sea of ​​consciousness for thousands of times, didn't even look at it. He swung his axe and turned around, and chaotic golden light appeared around him. His body was like a drill bit, slashing down against the dragon cold current, and in a blink of an eye, it had collided with the entity of the long sword magic weapon.

"Clang"

The two Nascent Soul Magical Weapons intersected one place, and the sky was shining brightly. The Long Sword Magical Weapon only resisted for two breaths and then trembled violently. Even Yan Wuhen's Nascent Soul had no choice but to use the power of its origin to infuse it, and could not withstand the terrifying power transmitted from this stance.

The long sword broke, and Su Yang, who was fitting down, was wrapped in a ball of chaotic golden light, with a huge murderous thought, and slashed down.

"This is impossible"

Yan Wuhen's eyes were full of shock. The "Death Pill" he swallowed had increased when he was alert. This pill is a rare fifth-grade Taoist pill. It is difficult to find the pill recipe, and it is even more difficult to successfully refine it, and it is not even inferior to the "Infant Transformation Pill".

This death pill was not refined by Yan Wuhen himself, but was obtained when he was exploring the remains of ancient monks. It has been treasured for hundreds of years.

Once this pill is taken, it can stimulate the strength of the cultivator's physical body to the limit, and it has a great increase effect. With Yan Wuhen's refining the body at level 9, it will instantly rise to level 15 after being stimulated by this "Death Pill".

But the price you need to pay for this is that your life span is 500 years, which is why this elixir is called "death".

"There is the defense of the Nascent Soul Magical Weapon outside and the physical body level 15 inside. I don't believe that in the remaining three breaths, what can you do to me?"

Su Yang's strength was beyond Yan Wuhen's expectations. At this critical moment of life and death, he also put his heart on his mind and sent all his true energy into the only remaining Nascent Soul Magical Weapon.
Chapter completed!