Chapter 143 Showdown
Chenshi.
The sun should be shining at this hour, adding a bit of light and heat to Tongguan in the north.
Covered by the thick blood-colored fog, the remaining warmth was also dissipated.
The soldiers in the city tower couldn't see clearly the specific situation, but they just felt that there was heavy fog again.
The fog was thicker than the previous days, making it impossible to see clearly from a distance of several meters.
An Nanbo looked at the sky. He couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the immortal master probably appeared again like last time.
I just don’t know if I can block it like last time this time.
Little did they know that Wen Yue took action last time.
Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing had already returned to Liangdu.
So many people died. If they don't go back, no one will clean up the stalls in Liangdu.
With the hydrangeas in his arms, Mr. Lu did not dare to stay outside for a long time, so he returned early.
Wen Yue's strength was much higher than theirs, and he also had the tenth-level qi-training Yin Spirit protecting the Dao. Even if they stayed, they would have no use and could only hold him back.
There are two more figures on the Tongguan Tower.
Tushanjun, with disheveled red hair, calmly stared at the blood demon within the blood evil mist.
With only half of his body left, the Blood Demon looked greedily at the people in the city, and finally focused his gaze on Tu Shanjun: "Foundation-building realm Yin spirit?"
Wen Yue did not appear at the tower.
They already knew the strength of the blood demon. Even if half of the blood pool was evaporated by Lu Guang, it was now far beyond the initial stage of foundation building. It would be easy to crush Wen Yue at the seventh level of Qi training.
As long as you don't go too far away, the mana consumption will not increase.
What's more, Tu Shanjun had already anticipated what would happen today and had prepared thirteen superimposed spirit gathering arrays in the city, all of which were filled with spirit stones as the horns and supplemented by a large number of rapidly transforming elixirs.
As a remaining disciple of the Blood Spirit Palace, Cheng Hui had a huge amount of spiritual stones in his storage bag.
There are also two useful instruments.
A top-quality magic weapon, a top-grade one.
The number of spiritual talismans is even greater, and even today I have not identified them all.
Not taking action rashly that day was not only due to lack of preparation, but also because Wen Yue's magic power was not enough to support him in the fight. Now that everything was ready, if he couldn't win...
Tu Shanjun didn't think much, he made a flying seal with his hands, crossed them with his right index finger, pointed the sword at one point, and surrounded his side with the high-quality flying sword and anaconda sword. The faint blood-colored aura added a bit of brilliance.
As soon as the battle began, Wen Yue, who was sitting in the formation, suddenly felt that his mana consumption was increasing.
Superimpose the spirit gathering array to quickly replenish spiritual energy, and the incoming spiritual energy is instantly converted into mana.
The soul flag fluttered behind Wen Yue and served as the foundation of the formation.
There is a soul flag to help him share the pressure. The spiritual energy only needs one transformation to become mana, and the magic evil produced will be broken down and digested by the soul flag in an instant.
And when I actually used the soul flag as a formation flag, I realized how labor-saving it was.
"Sword Control Seal?"
The blood demon immediately became interested. In his incomplete impression, even the foundation-building Yin spirits were not so skillful in using magical weapons. They mostly used their own bodies to refine their bodies and use their more prominent spiritual organs to assist in combat.
If Wen Yue were here, he would probably tell the blood demon first not to disturb the people and to go back and forth wherever he came from.
But Tushanjun is different. He never thinks that the devil can be persuaded by a few words. Only when the pain is sore from the beating, the devil will not do it again.
A battle today is inevitable.
Tushanjun didn't want to talk too much when victory or defeat was uncertain.
"disease."
As soon as Tu Shanjun's spell fell, the Anaconda Dragon Sword suddenly flew out and took the blood demon's head.
"Blood Shield."
Miso miso miso.
Ten bloody shield-shaped rays of light condensed and stood in front of the Blood Demon.
The moment the flying sword was unsheathed, Tushanjun was already close.
When the Anaconda Dragon Sword shattered the blood shield and was stuck on the last three layers, the Blood Demon raised his head slightly. He did not expect that the Foundation-Building Yin Spirit would approach him so quickly.
"Useless struggle."
He formed a fist with one arm and slapped Tu Shanjun on the chest with one palm.
The magic power flashed, and the blood-colored orb on Tushanjun's chest inspired a translucent wave prism shield, which appeared in front of Tushanjun and resisted the blood demon's full palm for him.
But this palm still shocked Tushanjun.
puff.
A large mouthful of black and red reverse blood spurted out, and he transformed into a human form in mid-air and hugged the Blood Demon directly.
Just as the Blood Demon was about to defeat the enemy, the figure exploded with a bang.
The violent explosion formed an air wave and exploded the surrounding blood pool.
The blood demon's body was blown out of the blood pool at his feet, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
His eyes that were still somewhat clear were suddenly occupied by violent and murderous intent, and he let out a sharp roar.
The body merged into the blood pool, and a huge wave hit the city wall while rising another two feet.
Tushanjun smiled.
The spirit demon blood killing technique is indeed powerful, and the explosive power of a mouthful of reverse blood far exceeds other techniques in his hand.
He had already seen that something was wrong with the blood demon's state. The remaining demonic thoughts had now completely overwhelmed the consciousness he had retained for countless years. Only now could the blood demon truly be called a demon.
Although the blood demon's strength has improved, an irrational outburst is a chronic suicide.
"Array up!"
Tu Shanjun raised his hand, and the fifteen formation seals gathered into a huge seal and blended into the Tongguan city wall.
A huge barrier slowly appeared, covering the entire Tongguan.
"Eight-column Blood Lock Trap Formation"
The base of the formation is none other than the Tongguan city wall in front of them. The entire Tongguan is part of the eight-column formation. Now Tu Shanjun is just reopening the formation.
If there is no formation, even if he wins, under the pressure of the foundation-building monks, the common people are likely to be crushed to death in the aftermath of the battle. Mortals are as fragile as ants.
"it's dark?"
"It's not the sky, it's the immortals fighting."
"What you call an immortal is an immortal."
"Oh, there really is a human figure in the sky."
The people of Tongguan, who originally felt that the heavy fog was unusual, looked up. Although the distance was far apart, the blood mist was immediately isolated as soon as the formation was opened. The sky and the earth became clear instead, and they saw the two people on the tower.
It just doesn't look right no matter how you look at it.
A red immortal and a black immortal, the two lights collided and it was impossible to tell which immortal was better.
"How's it going?"
"Commander, the situation in the city is basically stable. We have arranged for people to block people in their homes."
If the people are allowed to wander around, there will definitely be trouble, and even rape and robbery. You must know that some people will become thugs as long as they pick up weapons, so keeping them at home is the best choice.
Tietou cupped his hands to report, and at the same time saw Wen Yue being protected by An Nanbo behind him.
There was a formation of light light around him. Wen Yue in the formation closed his eyes tightly, sweat poured out from his forehead. The Zhang Xu Zun Soul Flag behind him was his support.
The commander-in-chief gathered three thousand soldiers and horses to defend him, all of whom were close confidants.
An Nanbo knew that the survival of Tongguan depended on Wen Yue. Once something went wrong here, Tongguan would be doomed.
"Where is the Citadel Immortal?"
"Can't see clearly, I can only vaguely see the flickering light when they hover." Tietou shook his head slightly. Bone Forging and Zang Refining couldn't see clearly the immortal fighting skills at all, they could only see the flickering light.
Ordinary people couldn't see clearly. They could only see the collision of two rays of light. Even if Tushanjun and Gorefiend were hovering in the air, they couldn't see clearly.
An Nanbo looked back at Wen Yue in the formation, sighed, and then said with a solemn expression: "Seal the Marshal's Mansion, and no one can enter or exit at will."
"Don't let anyone get close to Marquis Wu'an."
"Anyone!"
Annenberg emphasized again.
He doesn't understand the formation, but he understands that practitioners cannot be affected by any external force. If some blind person destroys the formation because they want to wipe Wen Yue's sweat, they will regret it later.
"Here." Tietou looked determined.
Wen Yue could hear the sounds outside the formation clearly, and now he had no way to be distracted.
With a thought, the mana-converting elixir in the palm of his hand was put into his mouth, and it immediately turned into pure mana.
Tushanjun has been suppressed.
The Blood Demon was so powerful that he was crippled by Lu Guang's Yin Shen. Tu Shanjun was still unable to gain the upper hand and could only remain undefeated for a while.
When the opponent loses his mind, he also strengthens his body in all directions, and there is a blood pool as the source of energy. If the blood pool is not destroyed, there is no way to eliminate the blood demon currently relying on the blood pool.
If this thing was in its heyday, Tushanjun would definitely turn around and run away, with no chance of winning.
Fortunately, the Blood Demon was disabled and they were fully prepared.
Tu Shanjun has figured out the blood demon's fighting rules. While the seal resists the blood-colored thorns, the sword technique reverses.
"Three Rainbow Sword Techniques!"
The sword control technique was fully deployed, forty-nine rays of hot sword light were suddenly activated, and another layer of blood pool evaporated.
"Roar."
The blood demon, which was completely integrated into the blood pool, rose into the sky and turned into a huge blood-colored body that was about ten feet long and roared at Tushanjun.
A punch came.
The bloody mask appeared in front of Tushanjun, but he couldn't resist it at all.
"Look to the sky!"
At this time, the people finally saw clearly the huge body of the Blood Demon.
The lower half of the blood demon's body merged into the blood pool, covered by the blood mist, and its upper body roared and attacked Tushanjun crazily.
Covered in black light, Tushanjun could only dodge and control the flying sword to perform sword control.
An Nanbo on the platform of the Marshal's Mansion also saw the immortal master fighting.
The ripples of the battle caused the formation of Tongguan to emerge.
"Sir, if we continue to consume like this, we will definitely lose." Wen Yue closed his eyes tightly and murmured in a low voice, adding that he could no longer keep up with the mana consumption. If they continued to delay, they would definitely lose.
The soul flag shook.
"The Ghost King is reincarnated!"
Wen Yue yelled.
The mana from his body poured out crazily, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding spirit gathering array was evacuated by him in one breath, and all of it merged into his body.
His eyes were red, and his body was swollen by mana and spiritual energy, like a round fat man.
The capillaries break and leak out along the skin.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the blood in his mouth and nose was trickling.
As mana poured into the soul flag, the swelling in his body began to disappear.
"kill!"
Tushanjun looked up to the sky and roared.
The black light surged several feet.
There are so many ghosts in the soul flag, and Cheng Hui, who is at the eleventh level of Qi training, is blessed with such abundant mana.
Violent black energy escapes from the body.
"brightly lit."
The ghost horns on his forehead flashed.
Tushanjun's scarlet eyes searched for the flow nodes of the blood pool inside the blood demon.
"found it."
Tushanjun's pupils narrowed and condensed into a single point.
"The Rainbow Sword Light"
The sword shadow of the Anaconda Dragon Sword unfolded again, and hundreds of sword shadows appeared beside Tushanjun.