This sword was created by Yi Ming using all his strength in the "Biyuan Sword Art". The profound foundation and strong true energy made the power of this sword no less than that of a full-strength sword from a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
"What!"
The green-robed monk was startled. The power of Yi Ming's sword was beyond his expectations. He was so shocked that he hurriedly made hand seals. The light from dozens of dead monks on the periphery instantly rose up, and condensed into a small emerald green light dragon shadow in the blink of an eye. With a silent roar, it rushed towards Yi Ming's sword light.
"choke!"
With a loud bang, Yi Ming's sword light was dispersed by the light dragon. The flying sword wailed and suddenly retreated.
However, the light dragon was chopped into countless light spots by Yi Ming's sword and dissipated into the void.
At the same time, the seals in the green-robed monk's hands kept changing, and the emerald green light on Zhao Xiaopeng and the other two suddenly became brighter and floated. A thin emerald green line connected them and the green-robed monk, as if the light was being absorbed by the spell cast by the man in the center of the formation.
Yi Ming raised his hand and released the Three Spirits Ruyi. The red, white and green light enveloped his whole body. At the same time, he moved his body and tried his best to remove the power of the whip shadow.
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Yi Ming bared his teeth. This green-robed cultivator absorbed the green light from the other two people, and his aura rose to a higher level. Although he was not yet in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was much more powerful than Duan Changzhu, whom he had killed before.
"Are you from the Green Spirit Sect?" The Green-clothed cultivator was a little surprised for a moment, but he reacted in an instant, "No, your sword technique is not the Green Spirit Sect's technique, you are just a casual cultivator!"
“Crack!”
The thin line broke, and the transmission of the green light was instantly interrupted. The momentum of the light on Zhao Xiaopeng's body fell, but the rich emerald green light still enveloped his body. Even because of the spell just now, those strands of light were trying to drill into Zhao Xiaopeng's body, as if they wanted to merge with Zhao Xiaopeng.
“Hiss!”
As soon as the thin line on Zhao Xiaopeng's side broke, the evil magic of the green-robed monk was half broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Knowing that the cultivation level of the green-robed monk was indeed profound, Xiaohua no longer confronted him head-on. Instead, she relied on her own speed, bouncing left and right among the giant trees and rocks in the valley, looking for opportunities to attack.
"I'm plotting against you. I want you dead!"
The green-robed monk's face changed, and he could no longer grab Yi Ming with his giant palm of true energy. He could only turn his palm to block the Golden Que Snake.
"What's going on? Is this the protagonist's halo or the protagonist's debuff? My luck is so bad!"
Yi Ming was startled. The power of this light dragon was much greater than the previous one. Xiaohua would be in trouble if she collided head-on with it.
The green-robed monk became furious when he saw the Golden Que Snake turn in the air and rush towards him, so he waved his hand to condense the green light from the other two monks, and added the green light that he could not absorb at the moment, forming a ten-foot-long dragon-shaped phantom, which rushed towards the snake with its head and tail wagging.
Xiaohua paused and circled in the air, turned its body, and suddenly changed from moving forward to moving backward. Then its true energy surged out and wrapped Zhao Xiaopeng behind it. The man and the snake stopped and retreated, and retreated back to Yi Ming before the green light dragon got close.
"Damn it, I wanted to absorb it slowly and as much as possible, but now this is the only way!"
When the light rose, Zhao Xiaopeng's face became even more distorted, and a trace of blood flowed from his mouth.
"not necessarily!"
“Hiss!”
The green-robed monk raised his lips to smile, uttered the above two words silently, and gave Yi Ming a mocking smile.
"You came for this person!" When the green-robed monk saw the Golden Que Snake rescue Zhao Xiaopeng, he finally reacted and his face was filled with anger.
Yi Ming pulled Zhao Xiaopeng and retreated while using his flying sword to kill the light dragon. Xiaohua turned around and bypassed the battlefield between Yi Ming and the light dragon from another direction. She dodged and jumped from the left and shot towards the green-robed monk.
At the same time, Yi Ming's flying sword was knocked away. He groaned and could not help but retreat. However, at the moment he retreated, he raised his left hand slightly, and a black and white shadow rushed out from his sleeves. It flashed like lightning and instantly rushed to the thin line connecting Zhao Xiaopeng and the green-clothed monk, and swung out.
The green-robed monk looked at the Golden Que Snake in shock, then his eyes fixed and the seal in his hand changed twelve times in an instant. Before the Golden Que Snake made its next move, he suddenly thickened the thin line between himself and the other two monks, instantly absorbing most of the emerald green light from the two of them.
The claws of this hand were sharp, 70% human-like and 30% dragon-like, with a hint of sharpness and a hint of dragon power. It followed behind Guanglong and grabbed Yi Ming.
The Golden Que Snake tore, swung, bounced and shot on the giant palm of Zhenyuan. Although it was hit by the sharp claws of the giant palm, it also made the giant palm dim.
"Mysterious level beast!"
With his eyes slightly narrowed, the green-robed monk stared at Yi Ming closely. Just when Yi Ming retreated three feet and consumed the power of the light dragon to a certain extent, he waved his hand and a black whip appeared in his hand. With a flick of his hand, the whip shadow of more than ten feet long came towards Yi Ming.
"Xiaohua, retreat quickly!"
"It's too late."
The Golden Que Snake is extremely poisonous. A cultivator of the same level would lose half his life if he was hit by it. However, the Black Flower Snake is also famous for its poison, so the green-clothed cultivator also flew into the air, controlling the light dragon to attack Yi Ming while using his giant palms of true energy to block the Golden Que Snake from both sides, preventing it from advancing an inch.
The green-robed monk was extremely angry. He let out a loud shout, stood up, and followed behind the light dragon. His eyes were shining with captivating light, emitting green light about a foot long. His left hand formed a claw, and a giant palm of true energy took shape in the blink of an eye.
Yi Ming's face was stiff, the corners of his mouth twitched, his right hand sword fingers flew out repeatedly, performing the "Flying Light Transforming into Shadow Sword Technique". The flying sword's sword light split, and thirty-six sword lights appeared between the flashing light and darkness. Eighteen of them were like the bright sun, and eighteen were like the dark shadow abyss, forming a dense sword net that enveloped the light dragon, and one sword after another consumed the light dragon's power.
"You are stupid, why do you blame me?" The source of power of the green light dragon obviously did not belong to him, so it was slowly dissipating at this time. The green-robed monk changed the seal in his hand, and the light dragon roared, baring its fangs and claws, and flew towards Yi Ming.
“Hiss!”
How could a cultivator from a sect with a certain background use special instruments from other sects? So Yi Ming was either a cultivator from a small sect or a casual cultivator.
"What's wrong with the casual cultivator? Did the casual cultivator grow up eating your rice? Xiaohua, bite him!"
“Hiss!”
Xiaohua flashed in the air, and when the green-robed monk raised the black whip and his giant palm of true energy was a little sluggish, Xiaohua instantly exerted force, penetrated the dim palm shadow, and sprayed a mouthful of poisonous mist on the green-robed monk's face.
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