Chapter 2085: Bee Tail Needle

Yang Yiyun's counterattack against Ximenqing was within expectations, so he displayed the five supreme supernatural powers in one breath, but he had to see how Ximenqing accepted the move.

But I didn't expect that the method of this product was so simple and rude, and then there was a powerful defensive spell on his body, and his mana condensed a pair of giant hands, directly facing him.

"Boom boom boom..."

The earth-shaking place rumbling through the sky.

The arrogant mana cohesion hand, forcibly collided with his own five magical powers, the mana in the field was tumbling, and the space was distorting.

However, Yang Yiyun was not affected.

Ximen Qing's methods or the magical power of his fairy king's situation was indeed strong, and he forcibly resisted his five supreme magical powers.

This time the two collided equally.

This was in Yang Yiyun's expectation, and even when he discovered that his body was still maintained, the defense of the Eastern Emperor Bell was still there, and it was considered to have the upper hand.

If he was also in the realm of the Immortal King, even if he broke through the realm of Dao Xianjun, Ximen Qing would definitely not dare to take such a brutal attack this time.

Unfortunately, the gap is the gap.

At this time, all he could do was to use all his means to fight with Simon Qing.

Of course, he must pay attention to the constitution, which he already has a case.

Just as Ximenqing's condensed mana was forcing his five-stroke supreme supernatural powers, Ximenqing's own mana hands also immediately dissipated.

How could Yang Yiyun miss this opportunity to shoot?

Immediately, he patted Ximen Qing directly with a palm.

At this moment, he is a huge body of a hundred meters, Ximen Qing is not.

The blow has been calculated long ago.

The huge palm of the Dhamma patted Ximen Qing as if covering the sky and the sun.

"Huh~"

"Rumble~"

When Yang Yiyun came out of his palm, there was a dull sound in the air.

Heralds the power of this palm.

When the mana was urged to the end, I thought about going down with a palm of fear. Not to mention slap Simon to death, if he could break the armor of his defensive spell, he was victorious.

Of course Yang Yiyun knew that it was not that simple, and Xi Menqing would not be as weak as he thought.

It will not wait for him to slap to death.

Definitely will fight back.

Sure enough, when Xi Menqing slapped him with a palm, his face changed and he began to fight back. Another glimpse of the jade charm appeared in his hand, and he roared, "Heaven Breaking Talisman, break it for me~"

"Puff~"

The last broken word was closed, and Xi Menqing vomited blood on the jade talisman in his hand.

But he saw his face pale a little.

Then the jade charm in his hand exploded.

"Om...boom..."

In the trembling white light dazzled the eyes, but a pattern appeared, Ximen Qing's head.

Suddenly, it turned into a giant circular net, and the inscription on it appeared and circulated...

It is about sixty or seventy meters in diameter.

At the moment of formation, Yang Yiyun's palm also fell on it, just blocking it.

"Boom~"

The entire battlefield was shaken.

In Yang Yiyun's eyes, his pupils shrank. He didn't expect that Ximen Qing still had a high-level formation spell, which seemed to be from the strong.

He also has a charm in his hand, but it is the charm that Yao Buyan gave back. It has never been used before. If he is a charm master, Yang Yiyun originally used it, but he knows that it is not very useful when facing the level of Ximen Qing. , After all, whether the cultivation base is the Hunyuan, what use is it for the strong immortal king.

Seeing the jade symbol Yang Yiyun exhibited by Ximenqing, he knew that it was much stronger than what Yao Buyan gave to him.

With a palm of his hand, he collided with Simon Qing's formation spell. This burst of incomparable and powerful aura, a wave of overwhelming power rippled away, but it bounced back on him like a blade like a heavy hammer.

"Crack..."

A crisp sound broke into my ears.

Yang Yiyun shook his heart, he knew that the defense of the Eastern Emperor Bell was broken.

The body of Dhamma is closely followed, which is still broken.

He was finished at this time, but Yang Yiyun laughed again the next second, because he found that Ximenqing's charm had also been broken, not only that there were cracks in the armor of his charm.

At this time, my heart was finally balanced.

He spent almost his whole body of means, if there is no effect, then he would be wronged.

This time, it was all right. After so much effort, finally the tortoise shell on Ximen Qing's body had a crack, so enough.

Although it was stunned, it was also expected. After all, Ximen Qing's charms were not permanent. The charms were powerful because of external forces, and there were time and energy limitations.

It seems that Ximenqing is still strong, but Yang Yiyun knows that his opportunity is here.

At this time, it was time to seize the opportunity. He left Ximen Qing's backhand to use it.

As soon as the law phase dissipated, Yang Yiyun roared: "The sword cuts the water, cuts the cut~"

Tu Long Jian Yu Jian, he cut out three swords in a row.

"Boom boom boom~"

The previous Yujian was only aimed at sexual harassment, this time it is still the same, but it is much more powerful, and the purpose is to make Ximen Qing panic and difficult to fight.

With three swords in one breath, Yang Yiyun consumed most of his primordial power.

But the effect came out. After Ximen Qing's low-end Three Swords, his face became difficult to look, he found that the spell armor was about to collapse, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger.

Before he could react, he found that Yang Yiyun actually grinned at him. At this moment, Xi Menqing felt something was wrong.

At this time, I only heard Yang Yiyun spit out one word: "Ding~"

Pointing at him, a fixed word closed, and Xi Menqing suddenly felt that the surrounding sky and the earth seemed to be heavy, or that he seemed to be pressed onto a mountain, making it difficult to move.

At this moment, Ximen knew that Yang Yiyun must have exerted some kind of magical power, and he had a bad feeling.

But for him, this point of gravity is not too difficult for him, and he immediately moved in his heart, urging the soul, and silently said: "Soul of the fairy king, open it to me~"

At the same time, Yang Yiyun sneered. He naturally knew that the fixation technique was not that powerful, and he couldn't control how long Ximen Qing took.

But he only needs more time to breathe.

As long as the fixation technique has an effect on Ximen Qing, it is considered a success.

At the beginning, he didn't know whether it was effective or not, but when he showed it, he knew that the fixation technique taught to him by the Miscellaneous Bird at the beginning was also effective for the immortal kings of the two realms.

Almost between the electric light and lime, Yang Yiyun summoned the bee-tail needle, used all the mana and the power of the primordial spirit, and went straight to Ximen Qing.

The bee-tail needles with a faint purple-gold color and glowing red light disappeared in Ximen Qing's chest in a flash.

At this moment, the fixation technique had no effect on Ximenqing’s fixation, or it was broken by Ximenqing, but... it didn’t matter anymore. The beetail needle was successfully urged by him into Ximenqing’s chest, which was a spell from his chest. Go in through the cracks in the armor.

The bee-tail needles spurred by mana can be big or small, turning into embroidery needles and disappearing on Ximenqing's chest in a flash.

The use of the fixation technique is a little longer than one breath, less than one and a half breaths.

It can be said to be very short, but it is enough.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun really felt relieved. He sat down on the ground, his nerves tense, and his whole mana was exhausted, and he was out of strength.

On the other side, Xi Menqing also aroused the soul of his fairy king, and the powerful force shattered the supernatural power of his body as heavy as a mountain.

At the next moment, Xi Menqing looked at Yang Yiyun limply on the ground and laughed loudly: "Haha...Do you just have this ability, kid? Come on, what other means are there to use, this young master, I will all continue...

Little Hunyuan, in the eyes of the young master, is just an ant, and he doesn't know what to do with the immortal king, how about it? I’m not recruiting, if I don’t recruit, the young master will send you on the road~"

"If you want to touch my little uncle, please pass my level first~"

However, Luoyang and Xuexiang passed away in a flash until they stood in front of Yang Yiyun. The two of them had been watching the battle. They naturally saw the situation of Yang Yiyun's escape and came to their side for the first time.

"Ahem~ Luoyang stops."

Yang Yiyun coughed Luoyang to stop.

Luoyang looked at Yang Yiyun for a moment, but thought in his heart that it was all like this, why did the little uncle still behave?

Yang Yiyun saw what she was thinking from Luoyang’s face. She stood up under the help of Xuexiang and signaled Luoyang not to worry. Then he looked at Ximenqing, a few tens of meters away. Yang laughed and said, “The fairy king is only here. This is nothing in the eyes of the little master, hehe, Xi Menqing really thought that the little master was struggling so hard just now to play with you?"