From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 507 Swallowing flesh and blood, the outcome is decided
"Oops." Taoist Straw Dog frowned.

The tornado collapsed and the Taiji split. It seemed to be evenly matched, but the situation began to develop towards Yan Xuankong's unfavorable side.

The two figures flew towards the north and the south, they looked exactly the same, they were both full of yin and yang, and they were Yan Xuankong and his incarnation.

The combination of the two can suppress Ren Yue, once they are separated, even if Yan Xuankong cannot be beaten back to his original form, it will still put him in a disadvantageous situation.

Sure enough, Ren Yue, who was like a hill, rushed out of the turbulent flow, as black pus and blood-like stellar energy flowed wantonly on his body, and human faces took shape on the stellar energy, opening and closing their mouths unceasingly, exuding madness breath.

But Ren Yue's strength is extremely restrained, there is a wonderful change of rigidity and softness.

He floated like a feather crossing the water, like a slow-moving disease, and it was there in a blink of an eye.Afterwards, the four arms were struck out, and the frenzied demons overflowed his body, but there was a sense of calm.

The strength was concentrated to the extreme, even the killing intent was completely restrained, and the light fist was struck out without even causing the wind of the fist.

But Yan Xuankong sensed the extreme crisis, a chill surged up from the tailbone, and went straight to the spirit of the sky, his whole body was tense.

"Yin and Yang flow side by side, Dao produces four images."

The sapphire whisk is as straight as a sword, wide open and closed, fierce and merciless, while the other palm circulates pure yin energy, like water, vague and intangible.

Yin and Yang flow side by side, the sword and palm merge into one, and the evolution of four elephants meets the fist, and the majestic aura hits the powerful god and demon of Zhang Liu like a stormy sea, but when it touches the pus-like aura, it is silently crushed. engulf.

The front of the fist ruthlessly annihilated the yin and yang qi, the sapphire dust whisk was broken, and countless broken wires flew like sword blades. Moving forward, one of the punches touched Yan Xuankong's left shoulder, and the place immediately seemed to be surrounded by a fierce beast. Swallowed generally a hole.

A small half of the left half of his body disappeared under this punch, and the wriggling organs could even be seen through the wound, Yan Xuankong was severely injured!

Then, the remaining three arms arrived.

But at the same time...
"laugh--"

Zhenwu Seven Tribulations Sword pierced Ren Yue's chest from behind like a sharp arrow, and pierced Yan Xuankong's body fiercely, leading him to fly backwards, avoiding the end of being bombarded and killed by Ren Yue's random fists.

The sword qi exploded in Ren Yue's body, and flesh and blood flew across his body. The stellar qi covering his upper body flew like blood, revealing his bloody body and some dark internal organs.

Ren Yue immediately stood still like a stone statue, all the previous rage dissipated, and his whole body froze there.

And Yan Xuankong was led by the True Martial Seven Tribulations Sword to retreat not far in front of Xiao Baoyue, the blood on the left side of his body gushed out like a fountain, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"It was Pindao who won..." Yan Xuankong said struggling.

Extreme joy was revealed on his face, as if there were stars in his eyes, there was a dazzling light.Under such circumstances, it seemed that the injuries on his body did not exist at all. With his remaining right hand, Yan Xuankong grabbed Xiao Baoyue who came to help him, and with blood in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Senior brother, I won ..."

Once because of ambition, he listened to the humble dog Taoist, so that the true martial arts almost had civil strife, and even lingered in the rear during the Battle of Taihe Mountain. Now that he has the opportunity to contribute to the sect, even if he dies together, it is worthwhile in Yan Xuankong's opinion. of.

He won, in brutal but worthy fashion.

"I know."

Xiao Baoyue held Yan Xuankong's palm with one hand, and pressed the other hand vigorously on the wound on the left side of her body, "Don't talk too much, senior brother will heal your injury."

In fact, he already saw that Yan Xuankong was almost exhausted, and it would be very difficult to save him even with the help of calligraphy.

Ren Yue's punch not only severely wounded Yan Xuankong's body, but also scattered part of his soul.And Yan Xuankong is not a Qi refiner, if he can get out of his body and seize another house, it is as difficult as climbing the sky to keep his life.

But it is one thing to be difficult, and another to do it or not.

Xiao Baoyue's yin and yang energy poured into Yan Xuankong's body as if he didn't want money, and he even blended his own life essence into it and sent it into his body.

Under such circumstances, Yan Xuankong's vitality like a candle in the wind seems to be preserved, but...

Chew!

There was a chewing sound from Ren Yuezhi who had not yet fallen down.

The black and turbid stellar energy gathered on the surface of the body again, swelling and shrinking like a pustule, and there was the sound of flesh and blood being chewed inside, and strands of essence surged out, and a splotch grew on Ren Yue's broken body. The stubble granulation sticks to each other to form new flesh and blood.

He's not dead yet!

"He..." Yan Xuankong vomited a mouthful of clotted blood, "He ate... ate my body..."

The small half of the body that disappeared was not blown out by the fist, but was eaten by Ren Yue's fist, or the aura.

By devouring and absorbing Yan Xuankong's flesh and blood, the vitality in Ren Yue's body was reawakened, and the body that had been magically transformed survived this situation.

On the other hand, Yan Xuankong...

"I...I..." Yan Xuankong seemed to be crying and laughing, "I lost..."

The atonement has not been completed, and he still lost after all. This battle is not a complete defeat, but the result is the same.

The remaining fire of vitality seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, Yan Xuankong's eyes gradually lost their luster, and the palms holding Xiao Baoyue slowly loosened and fell down.

The outcome has been decided, and life and death are also separated at the same time.

"Junior Brother, you have won."

Xiao Baoyue reached out and closed those dull eyes, and stood up holding Yan Xuankong's body.

He looked extremely calm, but everyone suddenly felt an invisible sense of depression.

Among them, several great masters present were also included.

"The outcome of the third battle has been decided, Master Xiao."

The figure of Tai Shihou appeared in front of Ren Yue, warning solemnly.

And in the rear, Ming Bujue also stared at Xiao Baoyue, his eyes were like lightning, scanning the figure of this true martial arts master, gaining insight into his aura.

'Xiao Baoyue's realm is advancing too fast. According to his realm, when he regains his full strength, he may not be able to practice Jiyuan directly. '

Even asking himself the well-informed Ming Bujue, he couldn't help being astounded by Xiao Baoyue's rapid progress.

He didn't know Xiao Baoyue's true roots. Seeing this speed of improvement, he felt that there was an unprecedented enemy in the magic way, and the next Taoist monarch might appear in the Taoism.

"Yes, the outcome has been decided."

In the end, Xiao Baoyue didn't make a move, but said in a calm voice: "But the hatred has only just begun. Pindao will avenge his younger brother. He shouldn't lose to such despicable methods."

After Master Zhenwu finished speaking, he carried his junior brother's body and walked away, gradually disappearing in the wind.

So far, the third battle is over.

(End of this chapter)