Countless snowflakes faintly condensed into countless strange visions of the heavens, and together they gathered to create a battlefield of ice and snow.
Hu Dou's expression changed drastically: "Mysterious realm of magical powers, earth-grade master?"
This aura belonged to Ye Yao. He only felt that Ye Yao's swordsmanship was earth-shattering. Not to mention him, even a master above the fourth level of the Earth Rank would have his head chopped off easily in this snowy battlefield.
All the evil spirits within a radius of ten miles were killed, including an evil spirit with a hidden level of magical power that was almost about to develop intelligence and that hid itself on its own initiative. It was also easily wiped out.
The yin energy dissipated completely.
Countless evil spirits gathered together and fled frantically.
Amidst the falling snowflakes, Ye Yao held the unsheathed divine sword, with the White Lotus Buddha Lamp floating beside her, looking coldly at Hu Dou and Zhang Gan.
Chen Fei did not show up and no one knew where he went.
Hu Dou trembled in his heart and forced a smile on his face. However, before he could speak, he saw Ye Yao lightly slap his palm forward.
The violent aura of Heaven condensed into blood-colored divine flames, gathering into a small seal engraved with a phoenix rune.
This small seal is very similar to the Fire Emperor Ancient Seal among the three illusory seals that Ye Yao saw in Chen Fei's saintly halo.
Every saint-level magic weapon is actually condensed from saint-level supernatural powers, saint-level relics or rare objects.
Ye Yao had good aptitude. Under Chen Fei's perfect halo of sainthood, he obtained the holy rhyme, comprehended the three ancient seals, and mastered the basics of the three great magical powers.
Ye Yao slapped his palm, and the small seal spun wildly, falling towards Hu Dou's head.
Hu Dou only felt that his energy was blocked and his head was dizzy. It was as if he heard the divine sound of the phoenix where hundreds of birds were paying homage to it, and his soul felt extremely hot.
His face changed drastically, and his soul seemed to be solidified. How could he mobilize his magic power? Even the protective energy in his body was not flowing smoothly and was showing signs of dissipating.
Zhang Gan made a hand seal, but his expression showed a hint of hesitation.
He naturally has the ability to bestow the power of all living beings in himself on others to help them protect their bodies.
However, he only had a preliminary grasp of the power of all living beings, and it could only serve as a protection. He could not use the power of all living beings to condense his magical powers, nor could he use the power of all living beings to condense it into a magic weapon.
However, after a moment of hesitation, Zhang Gan's expression turned cold.
Since ancient times, only servants would sacrifice their lives to protect their masters and block swords for their masters. There is no reason for masters to protect servants.
And if Hu Dou is dead, and that fish-eating thing is really dead too, then now is the best opportunity.
He cannot use the power of all living beings to protect his body, so if he is killed, Zhang Gan will be the prince's only son, the future crown prince, and the future emperor.
Hu Dou was dizzy, but just when Xiao Yin was about to smash his head, the ancient bracelet wrapped around his wrist was pulled out and turned into a long sword.
boom!
The sword flashed and cut the small seal in half.
"Huh?"
Ye Yao let out a light exclamation. The ancient long sword carried a pure yang aura and also contained the principles of immortality.
Judging from the style, it is the same as Xia Shan’s precious weapon that I saw in the City Lord’s Mansion before.
However, the long sword that Hu Dou used to automatically protect his master at this time was actually a divine weapon.
This immortal sword unleashed the magical power of the fourth level of the supernatural power. Another ray of sword light instantly shattered the small seal.
Ye Yao snorted coldly. She had long been annoyed with this indiscriminate and loyal slave.
The fragments of the small seal glowed faintly, and with a humming sound, they turned into copper nails. Before the spirit of the immortal sword could react, the copper nails nailed Hu Dou's limbs to the ground.
Ye Yao captured the enemy with ease relying solely on his own martial arts, without using the power of the magic sword and the Buddha lamp.
The Pure Yang Longevity Sword is spiritually aroused and is about to awaken more power to protect its master.
However, the long sword in Ye Yao's hand trembled slightly, and a cold sword light flowed.
The magic power of the Pure Yang Longevity Sword suddenly subsided, its spirituality shrank, and it fell to the sand with a plop.
The Snow Drinking Mad Blade was specially refined by Chen Fei for Ye Yao, and the name and spirituality of the blade were also set by Chen Fei.
Therefore, the spirituality of this sword is quite special in its arrogance. The spirituality of this saint-level treasure has already possessed the wisdom of a three or four-year-old human child.
The Chunyang Changsheng Sword was sealed by the sword light of Xueyin Kuangdao.
Hu Dou's limbs were bleeding and he was nailed to the ground with copper nails, unable to move.
His face was pale, but he was quite tough. He said nothing and just looked at Ye Yao in horror.
"Divine weapon? It's actually a divine weapon?" he muttered to himself.
Ye Yao naturally disdained to answer, but the Snow Drinking Mad Blade flashed with a buzzing sound, and the celestial-level pressure that connected the heaven and earth and poured into the underworld below, filling the world, flashed away.
The knife seemed to say, You, my friend, you guessed right.
Even Zhang Gan, who had been silent all this time, changed his expression and showed fear in his eyes.
Ye Yao frowned slightly, glanced at the Pure Yang Longevity Sword that had fallen to the ground, and asked, "What's the origin of this sword? Where did you get it?"
Hu Dou endured the pain and said in a low voice, "A few hours ago, I felt the pull of pure Yang energy and went to investigate.
When I arrived at a cave, I saw a man in the uniform of a constable piercing a man's heart with this sword. That man was Xia Shan, the master of Dongyan Mountain.
However, the captain seemed to be attacked back, and both of them died.
My Pure Yang Boy's Kung Fu was recognized by the sword spirit, and it took the initiative to follow me."
Ye Yao looked at Hu Dou with a dim gaze. Indeed, eunuchs and monks were particularly suitable for practicing Pure Yang Kung Fu.
However, among the four peerless magical skills of the Rushi Temple in the Five Realms and Nine Heavens, one of them is the Pure Yang Boy's Skill. She was a little suspicious whether the eunuch was practicing that martial art.
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