Chapter 1120

Ziwuji, who had lost the roaring method of Shura, looked at the eight eight wild swords circling around him with the sound of swords. He felt a chill in his heart, even though the blazing fire in the eight wild divine swords had some degree of stability, it was not the same for him.

The sword array, just the sense of oppression brought by the sword posture, has already made ziwuji have great pressure, not to mention the fierce light of the sword edge.

Even though he had no means to use, the sword array had already been formed. The illusion brought by eight eight eight wild divine swords remained in the void around him. Ziwuji, who lacked actual combat experience, was still thinking about how to do it. However, he hesitated in such a panic and missed the opportunity to break the sword array. The earlier the sword array was broken, the easier it was, However, it is not so easy to break the array after the powerful sword is accumulated.

Eight eight wild swords surrounded ziwuji. Only when the first sword spirit bombarded it, did purple Wuji react and wanted to resist.

"Boom."

One after another sword Qi bombards ziwuji. Zhao Jiuge controls the eight wasteland sword array. After some previous fighting, he can finally confide in his turbid qi and rest for a while. As for the purple Wuji in the eight wasteland sword array, naturally, there is no such treatment.

The purple infinity, which was covered by the eight wasteland sword array, finally began to panic. Looking at the continuous bombardment of the sword spirit, he could only subconsciously resist it. After stimulating his spiritual power to the maximum extent, he directly waved his arms in his hands, and the purple aura released by his claws directly smashed the sword Qi.

At first, ziwuji didn't think there was anything. Everything was easy. The sword spirit that kept falling down was like a piece of paper, which was chopped by his sharp claws. But as time went on, ziwuji gradually found something wrong. Zhao Jiuge looked at this scene, and the radian of the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Because the array of swords has been completed and the continuous bombardment of the sword Qi, there will not be any time to stay at all. However, after a long time, I find that the level is getting worse and worse, but I feel that I can't bear it.

At this time, ziwuji found out that the mystery of the eight wasteland sword array was a little flustered, and began to fear directly. Then, looking at the sword light all over the sky around him, Zi Wuji had an idea in his mind, that is, to break away from the eight waste sword array as soon as possible, otherwise, if it continues, he will lose. In that case, his desire and ambition will be undoubted, The most important thing is that if you go back to your own family, someone will support your younger brother. As a result, the succession of future clan leaders will become two situations. Naturally, ziwuji does not want to see this result.

Time has gone by more and more time. The purple luster around him has also begun to change from bright to dark. The situation has become worse and worse. On the contrary, ziwuji has become calm. He never thought that today's situation would reach this level. However, he hesitated for a moment in his mind and made a decision.

"Buzz..."

The fluctuation of spiritual power has begun to radiate from the body of purple infinity. The fluctuation is not normal. Although ziwuji is still resisting, the purple aura hides himself in it.

Then, a sharp cry resounded, and the sound was harsh. It was somewhat similar to the Shura roar that ziwuji had done before. The next moment, Zhao Jiuge only saw the figure of ziwuji disappearing in the eight wasteland sword array. What appeared was a purple mink.

Ziwuji is directly forced to use the noumenon. Generally speaking, the body of the demon cultivator is powerful, but after the transformation of the human form, it is naturally affected. Now ziwuji noumenon is used to fight to break the eight barren sword array and break free.

Looking at the purple mink with two or three meters in size and red eyes, Zhao Jiuge was a bit surprised. He didn't expect that ziwuji chose to show itself. In that case, it only showed that ziwuji had reached the end of the mountain, otherwise he would not have done so.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge's mind is closely controlling the eight eight barren magic swords, so as not to let ziwuji break free, or let him die. Anyway, now that the sword array has been completed, Zhao Jiuge is not too worried about it. He is afraid to drag on. The purple Wuji has to ask for mercy. After all, once the demon repairs his own body, it will affect his own strength.

The purple infinity that unfolds the noumenon has already represented that he has lost all his strength and wants to start to work hard. All this can be seen by a discerning person, and even many people have begun to shake their heads slightly.

However, the purple infinity is really fierce. Every time he wields it, it causes a lot of breaking wind, and even curls up bursts of purple light. Among those eight wasteland sword arrays, the sword spirit bombarded down is easily broken by him. However, Zhao Jiuge manipulates eight small and exquisite eight wasteland divine swords with his mind, which makes the sword array defend strictly Even if there is a gap, there will be some eight wasteland swords circling to resist the air raid.Seeing that he can't break away from ziwuji, he becomes more anxious. That kind of action is even a little crazy. The constant release means bombard the sword spirit from all directions.

But all this is futile. As time goes on, the power of the sword array is becoming more and more fierce. Both the power and the frequency are constantly improving. At the end of the day, even the purple infinity is helpless, and I can't help it. But now the noumenon has been put into use. What means can purple infinity have ?

In addition to Zhao Jiuge and ziwuji, the other ten games have ended. The figures on the competition platform are watching this one. Everyone looks at Zhao Jiuge's control of the eight small and exquisite eight wasteland magic swords, whistling the wind, and forcing ziwuji to be so embarrassed, they can't help but feel a little lucky and even have some precautions.

"Pooh Hoo..."

There was a dull sound. It was an unstoppable sword Qi, which directly pierced the arm of ziwuji and the purple hair. A small wound was suddenly opened on the purple hair, but there was no blood spilling out. When the wound appeared, a thin ice would freeze the wound and even send out a few wisps of cold air.

With the first wound, there will be a second. Basically, in a blink of an eye, there will be more and more wounds on the body of purple infinity. I'm afraid that before long, there will be more and more wounds. But at that time, the defense was completely defeated, and more sword spirit was enveloped, and the bloody end was waiting for him.

Feeling the pain on his body, ziwuji began to fear in his heart. Naturally, he was afraid of death, and he could also feel the rapid flow of blood essence. Now he can still maintain it with his physical body, but after holding on for a moment, he is afraid that his life will be in danger.

The fear of death is becoming more and more intense, and he has already felt the crisis in his heart. Ziwuji, who is afraid of death, naturally wants to admit defeat, but he is full of discontent. If he admits defeat in this way, he will lose a lot. If he can't enter the Wanyao mountain, even the marriage between the colorful Linghe and Han Yan is impossible However, compared with their own lives, all these things seem to be less important.

"Pooh Hoo..."

Finally, when several swords hit him, the wounds were all over his body, and there were swords in his body. When ziwuji had the last hesitation, he began to break. He was afraid and left green hills. After all, he could have everything only by keeping his life. If he lost his life here, he would die easily And his brother.

"I give in."

Feeling that the crisis of death is getting closer and closer, it seems that there is only one step away. Ziwuji doesn't care about any face, or how embarrassed he is at the moment. He shouts out a loud and crazy voice. He is afraid that others can't hear it. He will lose his life if he is too late.

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