Chapter 1347

Under the sky, smoke filled the air.

The disintegrating divine brilliance faded away like fireworks.

Su Yiqing's robe was hunting, and the human sword in his hand murmured lightly.

His stern figure stood there, spotless and unscathed!

On the opposite side, the fisherman, the painter, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin were all injured, and their demeanor was a little embarrassed.

The whole place was silent.

Countless people were stunned.

One-on-one, not the painter.

One-on-four, the artist and the other three star giants combined, not enough!

Such a scene made those characters in the Ascension Realm in the distance startled for a while, their expressions were uncertain, and they were completely shocked.

"I thought that after stepping into the Ascension Realm, I would be able to wash away my shame and defeat your master under my avenue, but who would have thought that after all, it is still inferior..."

Deng Zuo whispered.

There was a hint of bitterness and disappointment between his brows.

The fisherman remained silent, his expression uncertain.

Yan Daolin wiped the blood from his lips and sighed softly.

The painter looked gloomy as water.

As Deng Zuo said, if it is a fair battle, these people have already lost!

In other words, they waited for endless years, and after finally embarking on the road to ascension, they suddenly discovered that in terms of Taoism, they were still inferior to the spectators!

The blow was undoubtedly too heavy.

"It's nothing more than relying on the power of reincarnation. If we are also in charge of this kind of Dao power, why can't we stand against it?"

The painter said coldly, obviously not reconciled, "Let's look at this world, who is like his master, who has rebuilt two lives in reincarnation? Look at the ancient times, there was no reincarnation at all, naturally it is impossible. A pervert like him appears!"

Su Yi couldn't help laughing, and said, "I can't beat it, but I started complaining again? Why is your painter so useless!"

"Am I right?"

The painter was about to say something, but Deng Zuo frowned and interrupted: "Enough! Isn't it ashamed?"

Yan Daolin also said blankly: "It's really shameful."

The fisherman had a complicated expression and said, "Painter, don't be arrogant. Even if the spectator didn't reincarnate and rehabilitate, who do you think would be the first to set foot on the path of feathering in this era? In the same realm, you... sure Will it be his opponent?"

The painter was suddenly speechless, and his face was dull.

Seeing this, everyone in the distance couldn't help but sigh. As the spectator said before, compared to Yan Daolin and others, the artist's behavior and words were indeed a little off the stage.

"Since you want to divide life and death, you don't need to cover up, just use your trump cards."

Su Yi took a sip from the jug and said softly.

In this battle, the way of the fisherman and others was indeed very strong, which brought him a lot of surprises.

But it can't be said to be happy, making him feel a little uncomfortable when drinking.

The fisherman, Deng Zuo and the others looked at each other with a decisive look on their brows.

Indeed, this is not a discussion of the Tao, but a decision of life and death.

"rise!"

The fisherman took the lead, took a deep breath, and took out an ancient Taoist seal. The two ancient inscriptions "Sheji" were engraved on the Taoist seal.

"This guy actually got the Sheji Seal?"

The dead spirits of the ancient Taoists in the distance were all surprised and recognized this treasure.

Sheji seal!

A famous feather-level Taoist treasure in the ancient times, one of the "Nine Great Seals of the World", it is rumored that it was made by a human immortal.

"Unfortunately, this treasure also has damage and cracks, and it was obviously traumatized in the end of the law catastrophe."

Some people feel sorry for seeing this

On the print, there is a shocking scorch mark.

But even so, as soon as this treasure appeared, the terrifying power still made people tremble.

boom!

Daoyin flew into the air and headed towards Su Yizhen.

At that moment, the fairy light was like a waterfall, and a vast and boundless phantom of three thousand worlds emerged. Everyone's hearts were depressed and their faces changed.

This treasure power is too strong, so that those characters in the Ascension Realm have to run the cultivation base to resist that kind of coercion.

Clang!

Su Yi swung the sword of the human world and shook it hard, and the mighty sword intent drove straight in, destroying countless shadows of the world.

But as the seal of the Sheji glowed, it directly crushed Su Yi's sword intent, and the domineering power released caused Su Yi to stumble and retreat.

Everyone was shocked!

Whoosh!

Almost at the moment when Su Yi was shaken back, a broken sword ripped through the sky.

The broken sword was only two feet long, mottled with rust, and the body of the sword was stained with red blood and tears, which came from Deng Zuo's hand.

This sword is still in the air, and the sword energy is like scarlet blood, dyeing the sky red, and the sword sings like a golden iron horse, sweeping it gently.

clang! ! !

Su Yi even brought his sword and was shocked to the point of retreating.

The power of the broken sword is beyond imagination and domineering. It is not comparable to an ordinary feather-level Taoist soldier at all, and its killing energy is overwhelming.

"That seems to be... the Blood Drinking Immortal Sword?"

In the distance, there are elders who have passed away with moving expressions, and they are uncertain.

In the ancient times, there were immortals in the world, and naturally there were real immortal treasures.

And the blood-drinking fairy sword is a famous immortal sword. It is rumored that it was refined by a peerless demon who had drank the blood of many great enemies!

"town!"

"cut!"

After seizing the opportunity, the fisherman used the imperial seal of the Sheji, and Deng Zuo urged Duanjian to continue shooting without stopping.

"Good, good, good!"

Trapped in a passive place, Su Yi was not surprised but delighted, his eyes were bright, and his fighting spirit was completely ignited.

boom!

His aura suddenly changed, arrogant and contemptuous, and he shot with all his strength.

In an instant, the sword in the world burst into a chaotic atmosphere, and it brought out the sword light that covered the sky and blocked the sun, abruptly resisting the offensive of the fisherman and Deng Zuo.

But almost at the same time, the painter and Yan Daolin had already arrived.

The painter held a black jade ruler in his hand, and every time he played it, a mountain of immortals swept into the sky to suppress it, and it was majestic and terrifying.

The dead spirits of the ancient Taoist lineage outside the field recognized it at a glance. It was the "Xianyue ruler". Although it was not a real fairy soldier, it was the top feathering Taoist treasure in the ancient times!

Speaking of Dao Lin, take out a bronze sword box!

The sword box was four feet long and one foot wide.

Yan Daolin swung the sword box with both hands, as if he was swinging a giant sword with a wide mouth.

When Su Yi's human sword slammed against it, it was as if it collided with the sky, and it was impossible to shake the sword box at all.

"What kind of treasure is that?"

Many people were astonished, unable to understand the origin of the bronze sword box in Dao Lian's hand.

But everyone can see that this bronze sword box is terrifying, powerful and unshakable, and every time it hits, if the gods lift a piece of the sky and smash it down into the world!

Boom!

Under that sky, the 3,000-meter-square void was completely chaotic.

All kinds of Taoist warriors showed their might, and the torrent of destruction they set off made the heaven and earth tremble, and the sun and the moon were dull.

Everyone can see that the power of the four starry sky giants is obviously different from before after using their respective killers.

And Su Yi is in a dangerous situation!

Just a few blinks of an eye,

He was already injured, his clothes were torn, and his skin was bleeding.

This scene made the hearts of many people tugged, and they were unprecedentedly nervous.

The characters in the Ascension Realm who watched the battle in the distance were all relieved and refreshed.

Since the start of the war, the spectator has finally been injured!

This is undoubtedly a good omen.

Sure enough, in the next time, Su Yi began to be injured continuously, his robe was stained with blood, and the situation became more and more unbearable.

"The four top-level Divine Infant Realms existed in the early stage, and they used their own powerful weapons. If they can't help themselves, it will be called abnormal!"

Zhong Tianquan spoke lightly.

"No matter what, Guan Zhu can be regarded as a top-notch talent from ancient times to the present. Even if he is punished today, his prestige will not be damaged."

Zhou Hanshan sighed.

Those dead souls of the ancient Taoist lineage have different expressions, sneer, pity, admiration...and so on.

But whether it was the fisherman, Deng Zuo, or the painter and Yan Daolin, there was no smug look on their faces, on the contrary, they became more dignified and their offensive became more and more violent!

In the long years of the past, they have fought against the spectator for an unknown number of years, how could they not be aware of the horror of the spectator?

Even if he is in a dangerous situation at the moment, he must not be careless.

Suddenly, Deng Zuo shouted loudly in the battlefield:

"Watcher, your cards have already arrived at this time, why didn't you show them?"

A word woke the dreamer.

The fighters on the outside of the field suddenly woke up, and so far, the spectator has not used his hole cards in the fierce battle!

Does the spectator have no hole cards?

Totally impossible!

The battle at Zixiaotai was slaughtered, and since the spectator dared to go to the appointment alone, how could he come with only a sword?

"Play a little longer."

Su Yi responded with a smile.

A light sentence made Deng Zuo and the others' eyelids twitch.

They looked at each other, their bodies were full of murderous intent, and their shots became more and more terrifying, as if they were desperate, completely desperate.

This seems very abnormal. These four starry sky giants clearly occupy an absolute advantage, but at this time they seem to be greatly stimulated, and their expressions are unprecedentedly solemn.

Under such offensive, Su Yi's injuries became more serious.

Blood was bleeding all over his body, which was shocking and made many spectators nervous, with their hearts hanging in their throats.

If this is also called playing, it is undoubtedly playing with fire!

"Watcher, you are now damaged and physically exhausted. With your situation, even if you finally use your trump card, you have a chance to turn the tables, but look around this Zixiaotai, where the great enemy is under pressure, surrounded by wolves. Destined to die!"

Yan Dao Lin spoke in a deep voice, as if to remind Su Yi, but he was actually attacking his heart!

However, Su Yi laughed and said, "You can't take me down for a long time, are you in a hurry?"

The battle is still going on fiercely, and Su Yi's situation is indeed getting more serious, but they can't deny that Dao Lin, until now, they are a little anxious.

"Forget it, don't let other enemies wait too anxiously, it's time to end the grievances between us."

Su Yi glanced at the distant field and whispered softly.

The fisherman, the painter, Yan Daolin, and Deng Zuo all shrank their eyes, and they were unprecedentedly alert, and they did their best to attack.

Su Yi smiled, as if he didn't care at all, and said, "Let's start with the painter."

In his hand, the sword in the world trembled violently, and the azure-gold sword body exploded with boundless light. As Su Yi raised his right arm, he stabbed in the air.

clang! !

In the sound of the explosion, the artist's black jade ruler flew away.

The sword of the human world remained unabated, driving straight in, piercing the chest of the painter, and when the tip of the sword emerged from behind it, it carried a puddle of bright red blood.