Chapter 534: Almost killed

With the help of Master Yun Tianxie, it is different. As long as the old man interferes with Miao Maotian's spirit, he will definitely die.

Because Yang Yiyun used all the box pressing methods in his hand.

Moreover, each other was calculated, and it was difficult for Miao Maotian to avoid it.

However, the poisonous mist swaying from the hands of this old man still made Yang Yiyun a little frightened. Although he held his breath long ago, the poison got into his body through the pores.

It made Yang Yiyun a little dizzy and numb, but within the range of his endurance, the true qi in his body could also dispel these poisons.

Moreover, the insect's attack does not have any spiritual fluctuations, and it is difficult to defend. Now with the help of the master, Yang Yiyun is ready to kill Miao Maotian, the old immortal.

Speaking of the situation in the field is a bit chaotic, but fortunately everything is under Yang Yiyun's control.

It was Miao Maotian's seven flying knives that Shentu and his son had to face. Although this was a bit difficult, it would not hurt their lives.

But Miao Long suddenly rushed onto the field and attacked Shentu and his son. It was a bit dangerous. Therefore, Yang Yiyun’s Dragon Slaying Sword was a full blow, not to severely injure the evil spirits of Miao Long, the Miao village, but to relieve the pressure on Shentu and his son. Serious injuries are enough.

When the Xuanhuang sword in the sword of Tu Long sword slashed Xiang Miao Long with fierce power, Miao Long felt the crisis, gave up the sneak attack on Shentu, and could only turn around to deal with Yang Yiyun's sword.

At the same time, Yang Yiyun drove the dragon scale to head straight towards Miao Maotian's head, and the dragon scale flashed across the sky with a faint golden light like lightning.

This blow will reveal the key to quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness to the fullest.

Miao Maotian's complexion changed drastically. He didn't dare to be careless. He could clearly feel the chill from Yang Yiyun's dragon scales. He had to control seven flying knives to deal with Shentu and his son. The pressure on Shentu and his son was greatly reduced.

The Xuanyin Flood Dragon in Shentu Chenggang's hand swung the four flying knives that hardly touched Miao Maotian, and the remaining three flying knives flew towards Shentushi. Shentushi coldly hummed, and the white light flashed in his hand, but a long spear appeared. , A powerful breath is also a superb magic weapon, wielding three flying knives that resist Miao Maotian.

"Ding Ding Dong Dang~"

A series of harsh sounds of hard and iron struck suddenly sounded.

After Yang Yiyun saw it out of the corner of his eye, he knew that the crisis raised by Shentu had been resolved, and he immediately focused on Miao Maotian's body injury.

In fact, he was using the situation in the observation field with one group of three, and he was not idle.

At the moment when the dragon scales attacked, Yang Yiyun caused the insects to act.

In Miao Maotian's roar, the true essence in his hand gathered into a huge spiritual power, forming a true essence five-element shield, which instantly stood in front of him to resist Yang Yiyun's dragon scales.

But at this time, there was a scream from behind Miao Maotian: "Elder, beware of the strange insects behind him."

The voice reminding Miao Maotian was not someone else, it was Miao Long.

Miao Maotian knew that Miao Long had a unique talent for sensing heaven, earth, insects and beasts. He himself didn't feel the attack of zerg, but Miao Long said that there must be there. Even the masters of Dzogchen could not feel it, and there is no doubt that the Zerg in Miao Long's reminder is very powerful.

Without even thinking about it, Miao Mao started to mobilize the true essence in his body, trying to avoid it with secret methods.

At this moment, Miao Maotian only felt a sudden burst of heartache in his head, and his soul was frightened. He was very familiar with this feeling, and it was a mental attack.

He immediately counterattacked, but the mental power that attacked him was too strong, and there was an illusion that the mountain stood still. The place of Miao Maotian's mental power was instantly overwhelmed by this powerful and unmatched mental power, and his consciousness was immediately plunged into In the blank.

It was at this moment that Miao Maotian felt a pain in his back, and at the same time saw Yang Yiyun appear in front of him with a sneer, raising his hand and patting his head.

At this time, Miao Maotian's spirit received a huge impact, and he couldn't move at all. He watched Yang Yiyun slap his head with a palm.

"Boom~!"

Miao Maotian clearly felt that his dantian was first destroyed by a burst of colic behind him, and the dantian was destroyed, and there was no need to ask that it was the zerg attack that Miao Long had just reminded.

Immediately afterwards, his head was smashed by Yang Yiyun's palm. At the last one, he roared in his heart: "Old man is unwilling~"

Immediately fell into the boundless darkness.

So far everything is still in the field.

Miao Maotian, a master of the ancient martial arts world, one of the ancient Chinese sects of the Miao Village, and an ancient master of Dzogchen, was beheaded by Yang Yiyun.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang~"

As soon as Miao Maotian died, the seven flying knives he controlled fell to the ground and turned into seven mini flying knives with a finger length, becoming a thing of no owner.

Yang Yiyun looked at Miao Maotian's headless corpse and smiled. This shocking and frightening fight achieved the effect he expected.

Of course, with the help of Master Yun Tianxie secretly cheating, he could kill Miao Maotian in less than three breaths.

A white light flew out of Miao Maotian's corpse, and entered Yang Yiyun's ears silently, and the insects made another contribution.

Recalling the dragon scales, holding a long sword, Yang Yiyun looked at where Miao Long was before, but he didn't notice when Miao Long had retreated, and he was not looking for it.

On the other side, Shentu Chenggang had a one-foot-long wound on his chest, which was obviously injured by Miao Maotian's flying knife. Shentushi still had deep bones in the wound on his arm.

But in general, Shentu and his son were fine.

The audience was silent at this time.

Everyone, including Ling Xuzi, Miao Yinshitai, Wuyou old monk, etc., did not expect that Yang Yiyun would be so thunderous when he shot, and in just three breaths of time, he would complete the Nine Innate Great Perfection. Miao Maotian beheaded.

It is really hard for everyone to accept, and the shock in their hearts is hard to describe.

In today's ancient martial arts world, the master of antiquities on the bright side, or the figure standing at the top of the pyramid, is the innate nine-layer Dzogchen.

But... as powerful as Miao Maotian, he was nearly killed by a spike in Yang Yiyun's hands.

Yang Yiyun's shock to everyone present was really shocking.

Ling Xu Lao Dao and Miao Yinshi Tai Lao Monk Wusang looked at each other, and they all saw the incredible in their eyes. Killing Miao Maotian was equally easy for the three of them, but it is rare to be able to kill within three breaths. None of the three of them can do this.

The most important thing is that Yang Yiyun's cultivation level is only nine-level high-level, still half an order between Miao Maotian and Miao Maotian, but he has killed Miao Maotian.

Cleanly beheaded an innate nine-layer Dzogchen existence.

The three Ling Xuzi said they were not shocked, it was false, and they all saw the worry in the eyes of the other party, but after thinking about it, fortunately, they also had the same evil spirits as Yang Yiyun, and they felt a little relieved in their hearts.

Miao Maotian took the blame, and the three giants deliberately wanted Miao Maotian to die. They didn't say much about Yang Yiyun's killing Miao Maotian.

Ling Xuzi cleared his throat and said: "Today it is Miao Maotian and Yang Yiyun who have gambling first, and there is more than guilty death. Everyone here has seen this. At the same time, the veteran suggested that the future sage of the ancient martial arts should be Yang Yiyun. Well, everyone secretly obtained, or any elixir of heaven, material and earth treasures, all put Cloud Gate first~"

"Ling Xudao's long words are reasonable~"

"Yes, in the future, the elixir of elixir should be given priority to Cloud Gate."

"This proposal is good..."

Ling Xuzi's words received a response from everyone present.

Everyone is not stupid, and Yang Yiyun's demonstrated strength is enough to win everyone's respect.

One by one, they began to figure out in their hearts that they wanted to make good friends with Yang Yiyun when they turned their heads.

I didn't see what Ling Xuzi said very clearly, and Yang Yiyun would be the candidate of the ancient martial arts saint hand in the future, replacing Miao Maotian.

Everyone has also seen that since Yang Yiyun can heal Shentushi's meridians, it shows that his medical skills are higher than Miao Maotian, which is a good thing for the ancient martial arts world.

But Yang Yiyun was still a little puzzled by Ling Xuzi’s words, Qian Jue smiled and explained: "Master Miao Maotian was the sacred hand of the ancient martial arts before. The resources obtained by the various sects in the secret land, but in terms of elixir. In other words, Miao Maotian can be the first to choose and allocate the treasures of heaven, material and earth related to the rescue of medical science.

So Ling Xuzi means to make you a sacred hand in the ancient martial arts, and you can naturally enjoy this treatment. Of course, there is a prerequisite that everyone has injuries, such as dark diseases, and you, the sacred hand, should treat as much as possible. . "

Yang Yiyun was immediately happy after listening, and there is such a good thing, this is totally fine.

Immediately facing everyone present to express their opinions, but the incurable disease of the Fan Gu Martial Artist, only he can treat it absolutely.

This promise will get everyone's goodwill.

There were only a few wooden Taoists in the field, their faces turned to the bottom of the pot, and they slipped away from the crowd in a desperate manner.