Before Yang Dingtian's Demonic Sky Splitting Lightning could penetrate Wu Daozi's body, an incomparably powerful Celestial Chi energy from his opponent's sword had already attacked fiercely.
The two energies collided fiercely.
"Boom!"
In an instant, an astonishing light burst forth, and Yang Dingtian's whole body flew thousands of meters away like a straw.
Wu Daozi suddenly clutched his chest and looked at the broken sword in his hand with a look of disbelief.
"Pfft …" A mouthful of blood suddenly floated out, and Wu Daozi couldn't help but look down at his heart.
There was a completely pierced hole from his chest to his back, and he could even see the situation behind him.
Streams of blood constantly gushed out from his mouth and nose.
He gasped for breath with all his might. His entire body was trembling rapidly. His robust body was aging rapidly, and his black hair was turning white rapidly.
Of course, this was entirely because Wu Daozi stood motionless during the fight, so his heart was pierced.
Otherwise, even if Yang Dingtian had the Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak, he wouldn't be able to stab a Half-Saint powerhouse.
His opponent's body could even surge with a powerful Celestial Chi shield, which could fiercely push away anyone who came close.
Wu Daozi gently squatted down, and then only saw a green energy quickly spread to the wound on his heart.
Then, the wound on his chest was quickly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a quarter of an hour, this terrible wound disappeared without a trace.
Then, Wu Daozi's muscles returned to compact and healthy, and his originally white hair continued to turn back to black and shiny.
This was the power of a second-class evil spirit. Even if his heart was pierced, he could still completely recover.
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At this time, Yang Dingtian was not feeling so good at all, as if every part of his body was crazily being torn apart.
Boundless pain almost filled his whole body.
He couldn't even lift the sword in his hand.
Wu Daozi, who had completely recovered, looked at Yang Dingtian. "Sir Yang Dingtian, I believe you can no longer withstand my next fatal blow.
So I advise you to either step aside and let me pass, or compromise and agree to my request.
If I really launch a second attack, what will the consequences be?
I can't imagine it! "
Yang Dingtian didn't consume the sacred water pellet, and continued to crazily pour out profound energy from his energy sea, suppressing every damaged part of his profound veins.
This allowed the injuries all over his body to recover.
However, he was still unable to bear it and spat out another mouthful of blood.
In the process of the Wen Battle, one was not allowed to consume pills.
After using Profound Qi to heal for a full 15 minutes, Yang Dingtian slowly stood up and said to Wu Daozi, "You, come!"
Dao-Child's face fell. Yang Dingtian's body was already frightening, and his face was completely drained of blood.
If he were to land a fatal blow, it was very likely that he would lose his life.
Yang Dingtian had an absolute no-kill order, and he didn't have any Evil Spirit protecting him.
However, it was impossible for him to give up just like that.
Wu Daozi looked at Yang Dingtian and said coldly, "Your Excellency Yang Dingtian, I'm afraid of killing you, so I'm going to use strength that's infinitely close to that of a Half-Saint.
If anything happens to you, don't blame me! "
Yang Dingtian suddenly operated the Demon Spirit Demonfire, forming a powerful energy shield to protect his whole body.
"Come on." Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth.
At this moment, he was already seriously injured.
What would happen if he was hit by a power that was infinitely close to that of a Half-Saint?
Yang Dingtian didn't know, but it was impossible for him to retreat.
Wu Daozi raised his broken sword and operated his profound energy.
Suddenly, the sea surface surged, and the clouds surged in the sky.
There was even a faint flash of lightning and thunder.
Wu Daozi was clearly not a lightning-type expert, but when he attacked, there was still a faint power of lightning.
"If you die, don't blame me." Wu Daozi said coldly.
Then, the broken sword in his hand slashed down.
"Roar …"
Suddenly, a purple sword light, like a giant beast rushing out of the sky, roared and howled, charging toward Yang Dingtian.
Suddenly, the sea surface below was torn apart by this energy, and a huge gap appeared in the middle.
"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, this terrifying energy of tens of thousands of meters suddenly bombarded Yang Dingtian's body.
Almost instantly, Yang Dingtian's Demon Spirit Demonfire energy shield almost disintegrated inch by inch, and finally, it shattered into pieces.
And the remaining terrifying energy suddenly drilled into Yang Dingtian's body.
In an instant, it crazily tore all of his Qi Sea.
Yang Dingtian only felt a sudden flash of white light in front of his eyes, and his whole body flew out thousands of meters, and instantly lost all consciousness.
Yes, Yang Dingtian was wearing the Demon Spirit Black Armor, but it could only protect his chest. The enemy's profound energy could still madly pour in through the other Xuan veins.
The moment he flew out.
Yang Dingtian almost became a man of blood.
His whole body instantly cracked with countless cracks, and a lot of blood spurted out.
If he was still a Martial Venerable, Yang Dingtian could completely withstand the attack of an opponent four or five stars higher than him.
However, the higher one's cultivation base was, the more impossible it would be to skip levels.
At this time, the energy released by Wu Daozi was infinitely close to that of a Semi-Sage. It could be regarded as the same level as a Nine-Star Ninth Grade Great Grandmaster, but the actual energy level was completely different by several times.
It was completely unbearable power!
Yang Dingtian floated in the air, motionless.
After a full quarter of an hour, he suddenly stood up and looked at Wu Daozi, panting: "Now, it's my turn, right?"
Wu Daozi was shocked!
After receiving such an attack, Yang Dingtian could still stand up. This, this is really crazy!
Taking a deep breath, Wu Daozi stood motionless and said: "Okay, I will take Sect Master Yang's third attack, and also the last attack!"
All of the Wen Duels were decided in three moves.
Like Yang Dingtian and Wu Daozi's defense and breakthrough battle, it was even more so.
After Yang Dingtian's three opportunities were used up, he had no chance to attack.
It was the same for Wu Daozi.
After three moves, if Yang Dingtian could still stand up and block the way, did not die, did not faint, and did not fall into the sea.
Then, this battle was considered Yang Dingtian's victory.
No matter how miserable Yang Dingtian's ending was, he won!
Yang Dingtian's Wen Duel had already reached the third move.
Wu Youming and Queen Hai Xin's Wen Duel still had not started.
Because the Wen Duel was completely decided in one move.
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What should Yang Dingtian's third move be?
In fact, the second move just now was already Yang Dingtian's fatal blow. It was to use the Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak, take advantage of Wu Daozi's immobility, and directly use a physical sword stab.
Yang Dingtian succeeded in piercing Wu Daozi's heart.
But it was useless. The other party had second-grade evil spirit energy. No matter how fatal the injury was, it could be healed.
Of course, Yang Dingtian could choose to cut off or split open Wu Daozi's head.
In this way, Wu Daozi's soul might float out with the evil spirit.
However, it was impossible to do this.
Because Yang Dingtian's physical attack using the Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak could only have one move, and he had to be in position before the Demonic Spirit flashed out.
Because when he flashed in front of Wu Daozi, then cut off his neck or split open his head.
It was already too late because Wu Daozi's sword speed was even faster than Yang Dingtian's. At that time, not only would he not be able to cut off Wu Daozi's neck, but he would also be stabbed by his sword, directly crippling his combat strength.
Because the Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak could only flash.
He couldn't let the moves in his hands become faster than lightning.
The third move, what should Yang Dingtian do?
This was Yang Dingtian's last chance.
Therefore, he must use his fatal move.
Mystic Fire Lightning!
This was Yang Dingtian's fatal move.
Only one-tenth of Yang Dingtian's Mystic Fire Lightning was enough for a nine-star ninth grade great grandmaster to successfully break through to the half-saint realm.
In other words, Yang Dingtian's Mystic Fire Lightning, when used to the extreme, could be compared to a hundred times Devil Sky Split.
What were the shortcomings of the Mystic Fire Lightning?
It was slow to brew and fixed in position!
Because it was impossible for the enemy to stand still and let you hit him.
But now it was possible.
Because it was a battle of words, the other party had to be completely motionless.
At this time, although Yang Dingtian used it to heal and released another Devil Sky Split, the remaining Mystic Qi was still more than eighty percent.
Therefore, if the Mystic Fire Lightning was released to the extreme, it would still be nearly a hundred times the power of the Devil Sky Split.
On the surface, the first attack of the Devil Sky Split lightning seemed to have some effect on Wu Daozi's body, but that was just an illusion.
It was just a physical phenomenon. The moment the lightning struck Wu Daozi, it caused a reaction on the surface of his body.
In fact, after these lightning entered his body, it directly disappeared in his Mystic Meridians and Qi Sea, and did not hurt him at all.
Then, what would the result of this Mystic Fire Lightning, which was a full hundred times the power, be?
He did not know, but Yang Dingtian was full of infinite expectations!
"Huff …" Yang Dingtian's left hand slowly floated out a Million Spirit Demon Fire of primal chaos attribute.
"Huff …" Yang Dingtian's right hand slowly floated out a Demon Spirit Demon Fire of primal chaos attribute.
Then, Yang Dingtian condensed all the Mystic Qi in his body to the extreme.
That's right, he did not intend to leave any Mystic Qi.
In other words, if his attack this time did not completely destroy Wu Daozi's combat power.
Then, Yang Dingtian's entire body would be an empty fort, weak to the extreme, almost without any defense.
In this way, if Wu Daozi's combat power was not destroyed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Yang Dingtian could only wait for death.
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Seeing the two Mystic Fires in Yang Dingtian's left and right hands, Wu Daozi's face suddenly changed dramatically.
Soon, he also thought of the Mystic Fire Lightning!
Then, his heart was incomparably shocked.
The power of a nine-star ninth grade grandmaster's Mystic Fire Lightning was completely astonishing!
It could be said that!
At this time, the attack power of the Mystic Fire Lightning released by Yang Dingtian might not be inferior to a Half-Saint. As for what level it would be, only God knew.
Suddenly, Wu Daozi felt his heart tremble.
Wen Duel, no wonder Yang Dingtian wanted a Wen Duel.
Mystic Fire Lightning could only be effective if the enemy was motionless.
But, so what?
So what if it was a Half-Saint level lightning attack?
He, Wu Daozi, had a way to break it.
Wu Daozi suddenly broke the broken sword in his hand, leaving only the jade sword hilt.
Then, he held the jade sword hilt with both hands.
The carved piece of jade floated between his palms.
The Mystic Qi in Wu Daozi's hand was released.
"Puff!" Suddenly, this jade sword hilt turned into ashes and turned into countless dust.
Then, Wu Daozi's palm suddenly raised.
Suddenly, this jade dust covered his whole body, instantly turning into a huge shield.
This jade was almost completely insulated.
So, not to mention that your Mystic Fire Lightning was at the Half-Saint level, even if it was at the Saint level, it would be useless.
The big lightning in front of the insulating shield was also useless. It couldn't pass through the insulating shield to attack Wu Daozi.
Inside the insulating shield, Wu Daozi smiled coldly. You think I didn't consider your Mystic Fire Lightning?
Dream on!
Yang Dingtian's fatal blow was about to have a flaw.
His last blow failed, which meant that this Wen Duel was a complete failure.
However, Yang Dingtian still continued to pour Mystic Qi into the two Mystic Fires of the Chaos attribute.
In the end, all the Mystic Qi in his body was almost exhausted.
The two Mystic Fires were dazzling to the extreme.
One was so red that it almost dripped blood.
The other was so blue that it was almost demonic.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Dingtian's palms suddenly waved gently.
The two Mystic Fires of the Chaos attribute condensed all of Yang Dingtian's Mystic Qi and flew toward Wu Daozi.
Yang Dingtian's third move was officially launched.
The two Mystic Fires flashed a brilliance and flew directly above Wu Daozi's head.
However, they didn't collide directly.
Because once they collided, lightning would burst out.
And the lightning couldn't penetrate this jade insulating shield and would only avoid to the side.
The two Mystic Fires slowly went down and directly came to the surface of the insulating shield.
Suddenly, they turned into thousands of wisps, from two flames, into thousands of wisps of energy.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Thousands of wisps of Mystic Fire energy violently passed through the insulating shield made of jade powder.
As the saying goes, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.
You think I can't do anything when you make an insulating shield?
Yes, the insulating shield can block lightning.
However, no matter how small the gap between your jade powder is, it can't block the energy particles of my Mystic Fire.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian controlled the two Mystic Fires of the Chaos attribute and suddenly scattered millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of wisps of energy.
In an instant, the whole scene in the air became incomparably gorgeous.
Two Mystic Fires, one red and one blue.
They turned into hundreds of millions of wisps of energy and violently drilled into the insulating shield.
The speed was incomparably fast.
Almost in a moment, the energy of the two Mystic Fires all entered the insulating shield.
Suddenly, Wu Daozi was so shocked that his whole body trembled, and all the hair on his body stood up.
His whole heart, his whole soul, almost spasmed.
"No, no, no …"
Inside the insulating shield.
The two Mystic Fires quickly returned to their original state.
Then, they violently collided!
"Boom!"
An unparalleled bolt of lightning suddenly burst out.
Perhaps, this was no longer a bolt of lightning.
It was more like the light when a nuclear bomb exploded. It was almost hundreds or thousands of times brighter than the sun.
At the same time.
Queen Hai Xin felt that the moment of fatal blow had arrived. She suddenly turned into a bright brilliance, and under the cover of the Mystic Fire's lightning, quickly flew toward Wu Youming.
The lightning that was hundreds of times stronger than the Devil Sky Split directly hit Wu Daozi. The unparalleled energy fiercely entered his body, his sea of qi.
On the sea, a monstrous wave of hundreds of meters suddenly burst out.
All the air in the surrounding hundred miles all emitted terrible electric sparks.
"Boom …" Wu Daozi's body instantly turned into real charcoal, completely burning.
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