Dedicate One’s Mind

Everyone could see at this time that Wu Yi's defeat was only a matter of time. They even started betting on when Wu Yi would lose, and everyone was having fun playing it.

Hearing the comments from people around him about the battle, Yun He, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was anxious. He looked at Wu Yi anxiously, and glanced at Qiu Buyan from time to time, because he knew that only Qiu Buyan could rescue Wu Yi at this time. If If the timing was not controlled well, Wu Yi might have died here.

What is Wu Yi, whom everyone dislikes, doing now?

He closed his eyes, and it was indeed as Qiu Buyan guessed. Wu Yi was not actively using his energy at this time, but was wrapped in the whirlpool of snowflakes, and had to use his strength to keep the snowflakes dancing. If the energy If he couldn't keep up, the flying snowflakes would smash him into pieces.

In addition to consuming a lot of energy, the coldness also penetrated Wu Yi's body like a needle. He was trapped internally and externally. Wu Yi seemed to have really reached the end of failure.

But if everything is said to be planned by Wu Yi or deliberately reached this point, I am afraid everyone will be shocked. Wu Yi is forcing himself not for other reasons, but to make his cultivation more bloody. One floor, entering the second small level, where the blood light is completely integrated into the blood.

Practicing this blood light is also a method that Wu Yi is extremely helpless. He cannot break it without establishing it. He has to force himself to lose almost half his life every time before he can break through.

Last time, the Hercules Ape bloodline was removed from the monkey demon. Even though the physical strength was greatly improved, the blood light failed to break through. It really didn't give Wu Yi face.

Originally, the Blood Burning Technique was still somewhat useful, but it seems that the Blood Light has adapted to the three times increase in the Blood Burning Technique under normal circumstances. If the increase is not increased, it will not be able to accelerate the blood light practice at all, but Wu Yi I haven’t had time to experiment with this yet, so I’ll leave this idea alone.

Fighting with Xie Yun, especially when snowflakes covered the entire field, the biting cold forced Wu Yi to shiver, but the blood light also moved much faster because of this, flowing throughout the body to drive away the cold for Wu Yi.

In order to make the blood light work faster, Wu Yi even slightly reduced the increase in the blood-burning technique. Originally, he felt cold when he activated the blood-burning technique. Now it is still weakening the blood-burning technique. Wu Yi feels cold. more serious.

But the colder Wu Yi was, the faster the bloody light was, which made Wu Yi curse in his heart. The method created by Emperor Fen really left no way for people to escape, and they had to put themselves to death to survive.

Wu Yi's skin has been covered with a layer of frost. Slowly, even the corners of his mouth, eyebrows, and even the tip of his nose have been covered with a layer of frost. An ordinary person would have already lost half his life by this time. , let alone fighting, it was extremely difficult to even move, but Wu Yi, who had blood running to drive away the cold, did not move slowly, smoothly and moderately, but it was shocking to outsiders.

Can't wait any longer. Qiu Buyan saw Wu Yi in the whirlpool of snowflakes, took out the formation talisman from his sleeve, and prepared to lure Wu Yi out, otherwise Wu Yi would have no chance to come out.

But at this time, a plain and unquestionable voice came, making Qiu Buyan wait any longer. It was the voice of Ling Zhixu.

Qiu Buyan thought of the rumors from the outside world, and he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. He took the blame for Wu Yi's death. Could he still dare to say that it was because of his spiritual weakness?

When Ling Zhixu transmitted the message to Qiu Buyan, He Zhijing naturally sensed it and roughly guessed the content of the message, thinking: After all, setting up a hidden stab is useful.

After all, He Zhijing is Jin Dan Zhenren and has a commanding position. It can be seen that Wu Yi is now forcing himself to seek a breakthrough. As for which technique the breakthrough is, he cannot tell, but he knows that this breakthrough is very difficult and rare. Not to mention that all previous efforts were wasted, and it will be difficult to find such opportunities in the future.

From the perspective of a bystander, He Zhijing naturally hopes that Wu Yi will succeed in breaking through and let Hua Jianling find such a good seedling. Qingyang Dongtian and Dongyuan Dongtian do not know what they will become in the future.

However, Ling Zhixu interrupted Qiu Buyan to rescue Wu Yi. His purpose was not necessarily to let Wu Yi break through, but to let Wu Yi die.

Now it depends on the final result. He Zhijing looked at the young man in the center of the fighting stage with a curious look on his face.

Black vertical hair, slanting handsome eyebrows, sharp black eyes that seem to be closed, thin and lightly pursed lips, and sharp outlines, this face is no less than that of those handsome young men in the sect. .

He is indeed a good prospect. He has not used the ghosts he ambushed until now, otherwise he would not be in such a mess. If nothing else, in terms of character, he is definitely ahead of other disciples. He Zhijingxin said.

The extreme cold, the chill penetrated from the surface of the skin and gradually invaded the blood. Wu Yi's speed began to slow down. Xie Yun, who had been paying attention to Wu Yi, was overjoyed. Even though his face was pale, he increased the output of the chill. At this time, what was holding Wu Yi had turned into huge blocks of ice, like mountain peaks. Even if it fell out of thin air, Wu Yi would have no chance of surviving.

Yun He, who was watching the battle, was extremely anxious. His fingertips pierced his skin and bright red blood flowed out. He didn't know anything about it. His whole soul seemed to fly to Wu Yi. Without Wu Yi, he had to return to his original state of lack of clothes. A life of less food.

"I bet that Wu Yi will be defeated within ten breaths." A disciple said loudly, fearing that the world would be unstable.

"One breath." Some disciples followed him and cheered.

"Two breaths." Yun He's heart jumped and he even forgot to breathe.

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"Eight breaths." Yun He breathed with a hint of crying.

"Nine breaths." The booing disciples had a little doubt about the disciples who had made bets before, and they continued to mock.

This disciple did not believe in evil, believed in his own judgment, and shouted: "Ten breaths."

This sound successfully attracted the attention of most of the disciples in the field. When they saw that it was the disciple who was trying to impress others, they turned back with disdain. This kind of boring game had happened several times before, but the form was slightly different.

But just when the disciple turned back, Wu Yi, who was pressed by the sky full of ice cubes, suddenly opened his eyes. Red light came out of his body, and the flying snowflakes couldn't cover it. This red light penetrated the fighting platform. With the huge formation, everyone watching the battle can feel the extremely rich vitality.

The disciple who shouted Ten Breaths had long been stunned. The situation had changed so quickly. It seemed that Wu Yi still had the strength to fight, or even to make a comeback.

"A small skill." Xie Yun saw Wu Yi's change. Although he was surprised, he still cheered himself up.

"Fall." After setting it up for such a long time, he originally planned to wait for Wu Yi to run out of energy, but he didn't expect Wu Yi to be even stronger. Xie Yun didn't plan to wait any longer. The huge ice cube fell under Xie Yun's spell. They fell down one after another.

Wu Yi activated the Blood Burning Technique, and the blood light became even more intense, almost covering the entire formation.

After putting himself to death and resurrecting, Wu Yi had been oppressed for such a long time. The suppressed anger in Wu Yi's heart suddenly bloomed, and Wu Yi directly activated the blood-burning technique to a tenfold increase.

Perhaps it was because of the blood-light breakthrough, Wu Yi just felt a little uncomfortable, not as restless as before when his body seemed to be burning after being pushed to ten times.

With a slight movement of force, the white bricks under Wu Yi's feet shattered. Turning around, Wu Yi crushed the largest ice cube with one foot. Behind the ice cube was Xie Yun's unbelievable fear.

His arrogance was blown away by the rain and wind at this moment.

One punch, before Xie Yun could react, Wu Yi punched Xie Yun's chest to the point of denting it. Xie Yun hit hard on the extended aura shield of the formation, fell to the ground, and spit out nothing but a big mouthful of Apart from the blood, fragments of internal organs could also be seen.

Qiu Buyan did not expect that the situation would turn around so quickly. He quickly moved Xie Yun out and was hit by Wu Yi again. Xie Yun's life was gone.

But even so, Xie Yun is just a Qi Dao monk after all. He doesn't know how much precious medicine and pills he will need to recover completely. During the period of recovery, his cultivation will stagnate, and it is certain that he will be distanced by other disciples.

Xie Yun fainted as soon as he was transferred out, while Wu Yi couldn't use his energy. He roared in the sky and punched the ground hard. The bricks were shattered and it was too late to repair the formation.

Qiu Buyan's face twitched when he saw this scene, and he pretended not to see it. Wu Yi's punch destroyed countless formations. It seemed that the fighting platform was about to be repaired. Anyway, it was the fighting platform of Di De Guan, and He has nothing to do with it.

The broken bricks and stones were scattered in all directions. Wu Yi looked around. All the disciples he saw lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly.

At this moment, Wu Yi relied on his own strength to truly enter the eyes of the disciples in the main courtyard.