Create a ninth-grade technique and try again.
Logically speaking, this is the second time that the Eight Gates descendants have cooperated, so it should be better than the first time.
But for some reason, Lin Che had a vague feeling that this was not as good as the first time of cooperation.
Especially when the death row prisoner was hung in mid-air and overlapped with the illusory figure, even his extraordinary meridians did not completely overlap.
The black liquid ejected by Old Man Gui Chen also became more brutal and began to devour the body of the death row prisoner roughly.
"Ahhh!!" The prisoner struggled frantically and screamed in extreme pain.
Finally, his head tilted and he fainted from the pain.
However, even if the death row prisoner is unconscious, he will not be let go and will still become a test subject.
Old Man Gui Chen deduced the direction of his martial arts several times in the body of the condemned prisoner. If he had not stopped in time, the prisoner's meridians would have been broken and his body would have exploded to death on the spot.
"The Gate of Life——"
Old Man Guichen began to give orders again.
Boom boom boom!
Everyone performs their duties, and when it is their turn, they immediately start to take action.
Just like before, an ancient door began to emerge.
"Injury Gate——"
Wu Zhiyao stepped into the air, the sword intent on his body soaring into the sky, and he pointed his hand into the air.
An ancient sword appeared at his fingertips.
At this moment, Wu Zhiyao seemed to have transformed into an ancient sword, and the sword intent he exuded was several times stronger than before.
But at this moment, Lin Che's pupils shrank when he looked at Wu Zhiyao's figure.
Something is wrong!
Lin Che immediately noticed that something was wrong with Wu Zhiyao. It looked like the sword intent from the Shangmen Sect was soaring into the sky, and the cold light illuminated the entire palace.
But the sword intent on Wu Zhiyao's body was intermittent.
It was a very slight change, but Lin Che could see it.
He muttered silently in his heart: "The sword intent of the Injury Gate shouldn't be like this. It's hard to say whether this sword can split the ancient gate. Even if it does, the sword light will scatter, rush into the ancient gate, and even merge into that terrifying power."
"The sword intent has contaminated the pure power. If this power were introduced into the body of a condemned prisoner, even if he could withstand it, he would not be able to withstand Wu Zhiyao's sword intent."
Although Wu Zhiyao was defeated by him, he was an eighth-grade expert, and the power of his sword was extremely strong.
Even if it was just a wisp of sword intent, it was not something that the meridians of other death row prisoners could withstand.
It was equivalent to the prisoner being doomed to explode and die before the sword was even swung out.
"cut--"
Suddenly, Wu Zhiyao roared, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the ancient door.
With one sword, the ancient door was split open.
Boom boom!!
The power in the ancient gate was like a dam being destroyed, and a surge of white light poured out.
boom--
"not good!"
“Oops!”
"careful--"
In an instant, everyone spoke up, having noticed something was wrong.
Wu Zhiyao was the first to be struck by the white light. She was instantly sent flying backwards, slamming into the inner wall of the palace with a loud bang...
Ye Zheyun rushed forward with a swish, light burst out from his body and he slapped the light with a fierce palm.
Others also rushed forward and took action.
"Block the exit!"
"Lin Che—stop the gate!"
Lin Che didn't wait for them to say anything more. He flashed and went against the terrifying light.
Boom boom boom!
He directly activated the Death Gate technique, and the five vortex acupoints in his body started to work at the same time, trying to stop the ancient door in the air.
But at this moment, Lin Che keenly caught a glimpse of the aura of the Death Gate technique.
This trace of Death Gate technique naturally did not belong to him, nor did it belong to Ye Zheyun before him...
But it emanated from the old man Guichen.
In a flash, Lin Che also saw other descendants of the sect being bombarded by the terrifying force. They were already staggering and struggling to stand in mid-air. As for the death row prisoner, he had long been strangled into a bloody mist.
"wrong--"
Lin Che almost instinctively suppressed his cultivation. Originally, there were five vortex acupoints in his body that were in operation, but now they were forcibly reduced to only one.
Boom!!
All this happened so fast. As soon as his Death Gate technique hit the ancient door, the whole person flew backwards.
Lin Che felt dizzy, and suddenly his body was supported by a force.
"Kid, hold on! We still have to rely on you!" Long Jin supported Lin Che's back out of thin air and shouted loudly.
“Come again!”
Around the ancient gate, everyone has joined forces to resist.
It looked like several people had forcibly blocked the gap in the river embankment.
Lin Che activated the Death Gate technique once again and rushed forward.
Boom!!
Finally, the ancient door was abruptly stopped and closed.
Seeing this, everyone felt relieved and fell from mid-air.
Sunflower was the first to curse, "Wu Zhiyao, you almost killed everyone. You're becoming more and more useless."
Li Buyan continued to act as a peacemaker and said, "Okay, okay, as long as everyone is okay. Wu Zhiyao is injured, he definitely doesn't want this to happen."
Sunflower snorted, "He hasn't said anything yet, why are you so anxious? Is he your father or your wet nurse?"
Boom!
Wu Zhiyao drew her sword and glared at Xiang Yanghua. "If you can do it, you can come here in person! If you want to die, just do it! I only need seven swords to kill you!"
Sunflower sneered: "Alright, I haven't killed anyone in years anyway."
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