The first time the two sides collided, Li Yan was also trying to figure out the bottom of Monk Yiming. However, Qiongqi Purgatory Art's cultivation method was extremely rare. Between sending and receiving, it was difficult for Monk Yiming to tell whether Li Yan was giving his all.
The two paused for a moment when they were in contact, and then they suddenly separated. A look of doubt flashed in Yiming's eyes. In his feeling, the other party seemed to have tried his best, but this was completely different from what he saw at first.
"He is still hiding his clumsiness." Yiming thought in his mind, but his hand movements did not stop at all.
He immediately took a step diagonally and bumped sideways again, just like he did with Bu Luo before, and went straight into Li Yan's arms with his shoulder.
On his shoulders, there was a golden light. Yiming's two attacks were all based on keeping a thick layer of spiritual power outside the body and never having physical contact with Li Yan. Although he did not believe that Li Yan was a poison cultivator, the other party must have some kind of poison.
With Monk Yiming's rich experience, he will naturally not make those low-level mistakes. However, his attacks will also be weakened at the same time, but this is completely within Yiming's tolerance.
Li Yan Seeing the other person running directly into his arms, he raised his knees to chest height and made another "pop" sound. This time, their bodies swayed and separated again.
As soon as Li Yan stabilized his body, he raised his right knee and kicked the opponent's waist with great force. Yiming turned his body to one side and exposed his back to Li Yan, and quickly crossed his hands back to block Li Yan's kick.
Just like that, in the dull sound and the banging of the two people, the figures retreated like lightning at the touch, passing through, and they only continued to fight within a small area of less than one foot.
Monk Yiming now had his own judgment on the actual strength of Li Yan.
"This kid is really not as strong as he was that day. Could it be that he used some kind of secret method that day when he faced the rhinoceros-horned green python."
While Monk Yiming was confused, he felt that the more he thought about it, the more he was right, because Li Yan did indeed use Dharma Treasure when he first fought against the rhinoceros-horned green python that day, and was at a disadvantage everywhere. Only at the end did he suddenly show off his physical cultivation.
And that day Li Yan finally glanced in the direction of the five of them. Now that I think about it, the other party seemed to be strong on the outside, but afraid that the five of them would take the opportunity to kill him.
"After using the secret technique, even if there is a good elixir for recovery, it will never be used again in a short period of time. I really missed a good opportunity to kill this person that day."
After several battles, Monk Yiming finally made his own judgment.
Besides, the current situation here is very difficult for him.
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It's very advantageous. Li Yan As long as he is not a fool, he will not hide anything anymore. The book boy over there is about to be killed by the young man in white robe. By then, the young man in white robe will only need to remotely assist him to attack. How can the person in front of him survive?
Yiming has extremely rich combat experience, so it stands to reason that he would not be fooled by Li Yan anyway, but firstly, Li Yan has a special skill.
The second is that in all the battles large and small in Monk Yiming's life, he has never encountered a body-building technique that is more domineering than Pure Land Sect's "Vajra Arhat Body". Yiming also participated in three secret realm battles among the four major sects back then, but at that time Gong Chenying has not yet been born, and by the time Gong Chenying can enter the secret realm battle, Yiming has already passed the age. He is not considered a Foundation Establishment master of the younger generation, let alone the leader of the team, Uncle Jin Alchemist.
Moreover, after his first failure in forming pills more than a hundred years ago, he began a long period of seclusion and hard training. After several failures in the future, he had already lost interest in things other than forming pills. He spent all his time either practicing or looking for opportunities and experiences in dangerous places.
Of course, he would occasionally hear people from the same sect talk about the mastery of a woman Wangliang Sect's body-building skills, but he didn't believe it at all. First of all, the skills the woman practiced were said to be passed down by Lineage, not owned by the Wangliang Sect. In addition, Gong Chenying's identity was so special that only Wangliang Sect Only a few people know about E, so what others think about Gong Chenying is that Wangliang Sect selected it from the area under its jurisdiction. If that sect's body-building technique is very powerful, although it will decline due to various reasons, with the Pure Land Sect's strength, he should know it anyway.
All these things make Yiming always think that Pure Land Sect is the place of pilgrimage for body-building techniques in the world, and he still looks down upon other schools of body-building techniques.
And Li Yan knew that Monk Yiming knew that he knew the art of body training, so he changed his past style and always kept his strength hidden. He knew that it was because Yiming had rich experience or that his judgment was wrong.
At this time, the battle situation on the other side has reached a critical point of life and death. Although the cultivation level of the young man in white robe is not as good as Bu Luo, Bu Luo is at the end of his strength at this moment. He just holds on for a breath to prevent himself from fainting, and barely commands Dharma Treasure, a silver moon plate, to deal with the young man in white robe.
Monk Yiming is really ruthless in his attacks. He has stayed in the Foundation Establishment fake elixir realm all year round. In addition to being proficient in the commonly used immortal arts, he also spends most of his time on the "Little Vajra Body". Last year, he had cultivated the "Little Vajra Body" to a great level.
After so many years of immersion, Yiming has already simplified the complexity of melee combat. He just made a simple shoulder collision with Bu Luo. The angle, timing, and speed were all superb. And most importantly, he invaded almost all of his own power into Bu Luo's body, and the damage caused to Bu Luo can be imagined.
If Bu Luo hadn't left the treasure that automatically protected him, he would have been a dead body at this time.
The Yuehua Silver Plate was flying three feet away from Bu Luo. This was the maximum protection range that Bu Luo could achieve. At this moment, Bu Luo's hair was scattered, and his face and body were stained with blood. He was leaning on the basket on his back, half leaning and half sitting, and there were a few broken bones and bloody stubbles under his ribs, which made people's hearts beat with horror.
Although he reluctantly took out Pill to stop the internal bleeding, and sprinkled medicinal powder to heal the wound, the spiritual power in his body was getting weaker and weaker. He had to command the Yuehua silver plate with one hand and swallow from time to time with the other hand. Pill, his appearance made the young men in white robes who kept attacking from a distance swallow their saliva, because the Pill that Bu Luo took out, whether it was for healing wounds or replenishing spiritual power, were all above level three.
If it weren't for these Pill, the white-robed young man believed that there was no need to attack by himself. Even if the scholar had not been killed immediately by Yiming Zen Monk, he would not have lived for more than twenty breaths afterwards. But for such a dying person, under the influence of a large number of precious Pill, not only the vitality in his body gradually recovered, but he could also use his spiritual power to fight with him.
The young man in white robe also woke up from his previous daze, and his heart was replaced by greed. There were too many treasures on this book boy. Dharma Treasure In just this short moment, three kinds appeared, such as smoking arms, bamboo branches, The Yuehua Silver Plate, bottles of Pill of level three or above, especially the bamboo basket, seemed to be inexhaustible, and those Dharma Treasure were taken out of the bamboo basket by the book boy one after another.
"This bamboo basket itself is a high-end Dharma Treasure, a good treasure!" The eyes of the young man in white robe slowly became hot. As he entered Northern Underworld Demon-Suppressing Tower and moved forward, Xu Yehua taught him to kill people and steal goods again and again. He didn't realize it now. He had slowly turned this behavior of getting benefits quickly into a habit.
Bu Luo felt his head getting more and more dizzy, and his vision began to become blurry. He knew that although the Pill given by the young master was extremely strong, what he needed more now was to sit cross-legged and meditate, slowly digest the power of the medicine, and allow himself to recover.
At present, in order to save his life, he can only consume some of the spiritual power brought by Pill again and again, but more spiritual power cannot be fused and digested. In the end, these Pill that cannot be digested and fused in time will turn into erysipelas and exist in his own veins.
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Among them, it became a sharp blade that accelerated his death.
But if he doesn't continue to swallow Pill, the little spiritual power he has will soon be used up. What he is doing now is undoubtedly drinking poison to quench his thirst, but there is nothing he can do. Now he doesn't even have the extra power to move the bamboo branches behind him.
"Sir, this is a big deal. Bu Luo is going to find his ancestor. I don't know if he will say that my legs and feet are too fast. I just chased him away with his front foot, hehe..."
Bu Luo's eyes were dizzy, and he had begun to unconsciously drive the Yuehua Silver Plate. Fortunately, the Yuehua Silver Plate was really a good Dharma Treasure, and Artifact Spirit's spiritual intelligence was not weak. He could feel the weakness of his master, so he had taken over most of the commands. However, if there was no more spiritual power at the next moment, Artifact Spirit would have to fly out and make a last-ditch effort.
Li Yan on the other side also had a look on his face at this time. He looked into the distance with the corner of his eye, where several figures appeared on the horizon. Because most of them were low and barren hills, from a distance of one to two hundred miles, Li Yan and the others could still be seen killing each other in mid-air.
Looking at Xu Yehua and Bai He on the side, Xu Yehua has slowly gained the upper hand, but it will take longer to capture Bai He. Xu Yehua needs to be able to kill Bai He, so Xu Yehua is also sweating profusely.
One is that as soon as he relaxes, the pair of white cranes will attack him to death; the other is that he doesn't know whether the white cranes have been hit by Li Yan's spell or poison. If it is the former, everything is easy to say, but if it is the latter, layers of sweat are constantly coming out of his back.
So what if he had controlled Bai He. Without the antidote, when Bai He died, it would be his moment of death. He had to capture Bai He as soon as possible and then investigate carefully. Thinking of how things ended up like this, Xu Yehua's fear of death at this moment far exceeded his hatred for Li Yan.
"Those who are chasing book boy Bu Luo are here. We need to end the battle as soon as possible."
Li Yan knew that the figure appearing in the distance was the person who had been pursuing Bu Luo. The total time before and after their battle here did not exceed half a quarter of an hour. Of course, those people had already rushed over.
Li Yan I don't know if those people know this monk and the white-robed monk. Then there will be big trouble.
He wanted to deal with Yi Ming as soon as possible, but the other party was also very cunning. If Li Yan used poison, but Monk Yi Ming never made physical contact with him, he would have to use highly toxic poisons such as smoke, but that also requires timing. As long as he shows any abnormality, the other party will stop breathing.