Chapter 62: The Power of One Move

When Tu Lao Mo heard this, his face turned green and white, and finally he sighed and said sadly:

"You only use one move. Do you really mean what you said, senior?"

To be honest, if it was just one move, Tu Laomo would still be somewhat sure to take it when he thought he was well prepared.

"Of course I take it seriously. I, Old Yuan, never tell lies!"

Yuan Zheng finished speaking with excitement, picked up the wine bottle and took a deep drink, then stood up with a stick in one hand.

On the opposite side, Tu Laomo also put up a defensive posture and was ready.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue became tense again.

For Qin Tian and others, having the opportunity to witness the magical power of a master of the golden elixir was considered a chance. Naturally, they stared intently at the two people in the field.

As the wind howled, Yuan Zheng's expression rarely became serious, and he suddenly shouted:

"Don't say I'm bullying you. This move only uses 50% of your strength. Watch carefully. The first move of the mountain-shaking stick technique is to open the mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Zheng was seen holding a stick in both hands, raising it above his head, and then suddenly swung it down.

I saw a solid shadow of a sky-holding stick, hundreds of feet long, slashing down on the head of the old demon slayer!

As the stick shadow roared, the air was squeezed, bursts of explosions were heard, and the clouds in mid-air were also stirred, and they were all pushed to both sides. Before the stick shadow fell, a turbulent force of the sky directly locked the Old Demon Slaughter. There is no way to avoid it!

One stick can stir up the wind and clouds, one stick can open mountains!

Feeling the fierce aura and looking at the earth-shattering scene in mid-air, Qin Tian and others felt their hearts tremble and couldn't help but look shocked.

The strong man of golden elixir is so powerful!

The old demon Tu who was located under the shadow of Qingtian's stick was as small as an ant. His old face turned pale almost instantly, and his eyes were full of fear. Locked in by that fierce momentum, he felt extremely depressed.

Seeing that the shadow of the stick was about to be chopped down, Tu Laomo ignored the fear in his heart and quickly formed a defensive shield. At the same time, with a wave of one hand, he used a defensive spiritual weapon shield to block his head.

The next moment, the shadow of the stick struck the spiritual weapon shield, and with a loud "boom" sound, the spiritual weapon shield instantly fell into pieces and was directly destroyed!

The stick shadow's momentum was slightly weaker, but it didn't pause at all and continued to press on the head of the Old Demon Slaughter.

Seeing that the stick shadow was about to hit the only remaining spiritual shield.

Tu Lao Mo suddenly had blood-red eyes and a ferocious look on his face. He raised his hand and made a move. The bloody sword that fell to the ground rose up into the sky and blocked it under the shadow of the stick. Then he roared:

"Explode~~!"

The blood-colored sword and spiritual weapon exploded in response to the sound, turning into countless fragments and scattering in all directions.

A ripple of spiritual power generated by the self-destruction of the spiritual weapon rippled out in an instant. Under the impact of this impact, the momentum of the stick shadow in mid-air was reduced again, and its speed finally slowed down slightly!

Tu Laomo didn't care about the spiritual weapon. He bit the tip of his tongue suddenly and spurted out a mouthful of blood. As the seal flew around, the blood turned into countless bloody runes and merged into the defensive shield around him.

And the defensive shield seemed to have been strengthened, with a blood-red luster flowing all over its body, which was really weird!

The next moment, the shadow of the Qingtian stick struck hard on the defensive shield.

"Bang~~~!"

A loud noise was heard, and the falling force of the stick shadow stopped again. After resisting for a moment, the blood-colored defensive shield finally shattered directly as if it was overwhelmed.

Immediately, the already weakened stick shadow was no longer in the way, and crashed down.

I saw a spiritual shock wave rapidly spreading outward from the center of the battle. Sand and rocks flew everywhere it passed, and the ground cracked. It lasted hundreds of feet before it gradually subsided!

Nangong Yu, who was closest to the battlefield, was shocked when he saw this, and quickly put up a defensive shield to protect him and Deacon Na Tianxin.

At this time, Qin Tian and others outside the court were even more secretly shocked.

The aftermath alone has such momentum, how powerful is this stick?

As the sea breeze blew, the smoke gradually dispersed. At the center of the battle, a huge pit of tens of feet was sunken into the ground, and the bloody figure of the Old Demon Tu was lying quietly at the bottom of the pit like a puddle of mud!

"Ahem~~"

Suddenly, a weak coughing sound was heard, and Tu Lao Mo struggled to stand up. Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably. His momentum also dropped to the bottom, and he was obviously seriously injured!

Just at this time, the disciples of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect at the entrance of the mine may have heard the noise and arrived just in time. Seeing the miserable state of Tu Lao Demon, they were all shocked, and someone hurriedly stepped forward to help them.

After taking out the healing elixir and taking it, Tu Lao Mo's injuries were slightly stabilized, but his old wrinkled face was now withered and looked like he was about to die.

"One move has passed, Tu takes his leave!"

After Tu Laomo finished speaking with a slightly trembling voice, he quickly retreated surrounded by the blood-robed disciples, obviously well-trained.

But Yuan Zheng did not stop him.

Obviously, it is still useful for Tu Laomo to raise the name of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect just now. After all, it is somewhat against the rules to attack a junior with his golden elixir cultivation, so it is naturally difficult to kill him. Otherwise, the Blood Spirit Demon Sect will never give up. , which will inevitably cause trouble afterwards.

Because of this, Yuan Zheng only spared his efforts and only seriously injured Tu Lao Mo.

After all, the sect's power is involved, and there is a "Zhan Zhenren" who is in charge of the real master. Although he is reckless, he is not stupid!

Regarding this point, old foxes like Nangong Yu naturally know it well. Although they are unwilling to let the old demon Tu leave, they are not in the position to say anything. After all, Yuan Zheng has done his best to rescue the siege, and naturally he cannot do it for Qianyuan. Zongyi stationed on the border and formed a deadly feud with the Blood Spirit Demon Sect.

The retreating Tu Lao Mo, after scanning the area, did not find Feng Yu Bing, and immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart.

His expression instantly darkened, and he took out a jade card, which was the "Soul-Forbidden Card". The only remaining soul thread in the jade card was slowly dissipating at this moment.

Perhaps it was because of the crisis just now that Tu Lao Mo did not notice the abnormal movement of the "Soul-Forbidden Card". Now seeing this situation, it is obvious that Feng Yu Bing has been killed.

Tu Lao Mo was so angry that his eyes were about to spit fire!

Feng Yu Bing's death meant that this trip to the Stone-Broken Island was a complete failure. He did not get the Cloud Pattern Ore Mother, and he was seriously injured.

This is the second thing. Once Feng Yubing died, his storage bag would definitely be obtained by someone. The ancient remnant treasure "Soul-seeking Compass" was still in it, and the "Breaking Law Cone" was specially given by the sect's high-level officials for breaking the formation. Now that the cloud pattern ore mother has not been obtained, and the Breaking Law Cone has been lost, it is conceivable that he will face various situations after returning to the sect.

Thinking of this, Tu Lao Mo was furious, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of reverse blood.

Suddenly, Tu Lao Mo seemed to remember something, and took out the blood-guiding compass, then pinched the formula to hold the soul thread that was about to dissipate into it, and the pointer trembled and pointed to a certain direction of the coast.

Tu Lao Mo swept his mind and immediately found Qin Tian and Lin Feng.