For Wei Shiqi, since this battle was unavoidable and he could not lose but had to win, then life and death were in the control of Qingming. He tried his best to use all advantages to defeat his opponent cleanly and avoid as much as possible. Expose your trump card and save a hand for the year-end gambling. Therefore, to everyone's surprise, he walked around behind Jiang Yongshou and slashed out with his sword in an almost sneak attack, never holding back.
"It's so cruel!" Qingming stretched out his little hand and gave it a weak squeeze. Before the three fingers were closed, he took it back.
The dragon-shaped sword moved in response to the thought, and it only took an instant to move from stillness. It could barely block the Zangxue Sword. He lifted up three inches and then slashed hard. The two swords intersected again, and there was a loud "clang" sound that lingered. Wei Shiqi came down the mountain like a fierce tiger, and punched him in the back. The strong wind was raging, causing snow to fall all over the sky.
I can’t hide it after all! Jiang Yongshou sighed secretly, resentment rushed into his forehead, and the Chilong bloodline locked deep in his body began to boil. He turned sideways and elbowed Wei Shiqi head-on.
Fistes and elbows met, Jiang Yongshou slid forward involuntarily, his hands and feet plowing several deep marks on the snow. Wei Shiqi flew backwards in the air, touching the ground with his toes, and retreated several feet. Only then did he stabilize his body shape. He frowned. The punch just now seemed to have hit the cold and slippery scales. The moment he spit out the true energy, the edge of the fist slipped slightly and the force was not fully exerted.
Jiang Yongshou roared, and the green scales quickly covered his body, one after another, one layer after another, like dense armor, his thin face stretched and deformed, and the tail vertebrae extended into a tail. , his fingers turned into sharp claws, and turned into a monster with a dragon head and human body.
"Senior brother!" Pan Yun shouted, with panic evident in his words.
In order to compete for the chance to enter the gambling game, Jiang Yongshou did not hesitate to fight against the disciples recommended by the three elders: Ding Yuan, Xu Yong, and Situ Kong. Although he won by luck, he was seriously injured, and even his flying sword could not be used. After being severely injured, Kankan was shaken by Wei Shiqi's sword and almost collapsed. His natal magical power was maintained by his natal flying sword. The dragon-shaped sword was damaged and his magical power could no longer be used. Many powerful methods could not be used. He had no choice but to activate his bloodline and forcibly transform.
The human-monster hybrid has inherited the bloodline of the demon clan. The power of stimulating the bloodline is its strongest and last resort. It generally has two effects: transformation and legal form. Transformation is to transform the body into a demon clan. Similar to "revealing the original form", the Dharma form refers to the condensation of the Dharma body outside the body, similar to the "incarnation outside the body". Jiang Yongshou can use the "transformation" technique to "transform" his body into a dragon, but due to his bloodline, he can only transform half of it, and cannot completely transform into a chilong. Strictly speaking, he is only "half-dragon", except Except for the head, claws and tail, the body still retains its human body.
Even so, "half-dragon transformation" is enough to make him stand out and look down on his peers. Guan Canghai is so powerful, but he can only suffer defeat. However, the power of stimulating the blood vessels caused serious damage to the physical body. Jiang Yongshou himself was deeply troubled by the Qi of hardware, and would not resort to drinking poison to quench his thirst unless he had no choice.
His limbs were filled with violent power, and he was intoxicated by the feeling of being in control of the country. But every time he activated his bloodline, he was risking his life, sliding step by step towards the abyss of death. He didn't know When will it be swallowed up by darkness? Jiang Yongshou calmed down, took back the dragon-shaped sword, thrust it with his backhand, and penetrated his spine from the back of his neck, leaving only a short hilt.
Wei Shiqi also took back the Hidden Snow Sword, turned it into a sword pill and hid it in the palm of his hand. He vaguely noticed something strange. The Ba Snake bloodline he inherited was too thin, and he usually had no reaction to Chilong. He could only treat it as a sword. He tried his best to activate his bloodline power, only to feel a trace of turmoil and uneasiness.
Jiang Yongshou’s eyes rolled around, and his pupils shrank into a vertical line of yellow and green. He raised his bony shoulders and made a series of noises on his back. He suddenly opened his big mouth and sprayed out three sword energy, each other. Collision, gathering together for a while, scattering for a while, constantly changing direction.
The distance of several feet passed in an instant, and the sword energy penetrated Wei Shiqi's body, but hit a phantom and disappeared.
Using the natal flying sword as a matchmaker, the true energy is released outwards, which looks like sword energy. After all, it is different from the real sword energy. It cannot go around and swim around. Jiang Yongshou only has the power of this blow. It is in vain to see the opponent. The movement was so fast that I couldn't help but gasp.
Wei Shiqi used "Ghost Shadow Step" and suddenly appeared next to Jiang Yongshou, swinging a fist and hitting his head. Jiang Yongshou smiled grimly and refused to dodge, sinking his feet into the ground until he was small. Leg, lowered his head and hit him. The fist hit the flesh, and there was a muffled sound. Wei Shiqi's arms were sore and weak. He even took ten steps back. Jiang Yongshou felt uncomfortable. It seemed as if an invisible hand grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him out of the soil. He staggered and couldn't stand. Steady, his eyes widened and he shook his head vigorously, feeling dizzy.
Wei Shiqi activated his true energy, rubbed his body and then punched like a shooting star, treating his opponent as a human-shaped sandbag and beating him randomly. Although Jiang Yongshou's half-dragon transformation had strong muscles and bones and was protected by dragon scales, his movements were much slower. He stretched out his claws to grab left and right, but could not touch Wei Shiqi's shadow at all.
Concern leads to chaos. Pan Yun was worried at the side. With the power of his bloodline, his senior brother was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. The dragon scales were extremely hard and strong enough to withstand sword energy. Ordinary swordsmen could not do it. He can abandon his sword and admit defeat, but Wei Shiqi is different. He is successful in body training and moves like the wind. Although he cannot break the dragon scale in a hurry, it is enough to entangle him. Senior brother... how long can he hold on?
During the fierce fight, Wei Shiqi suddenly threw the sword pill, and the Hidden Snow Sword popped out and stabbed into his side, sinking even an inch before being able to move in. Jiang Yongshou groaned and opened his claws to grab the blade. With a thought in Wei Shiqi's mind, the Hidden Snow Sword turned into a sword ball again and passed by his claws.
Wei Shiqi sometimes used his fists and sometimes drew his sword, and finally tested Jiang Yongshou's weak points, his eyes, ears, lower body, and tail. He focused on picking out these areas that could not be covered by dragon scales. Strike at the critical moment and move faster and faster. Jiang Yongshou guessed that the other party's elusive movement would not last long, but unfortunately, he used the power of his blood to transform, but it also could not last for only this moment.During the time, the joints are sore and weak, the internal organs are damaged, the thunder is ringing in the ears, the energy of the metal is ready to move, and the physical body is in danger of collapse.
While there was still some clarity in his heart, he crossed his arms into a cross, blocking the opponent's punches and swords, and said solemnly: "I surrender!"
Wei Shiqi then immediately He took a few steps back and put away the Hidden Snow Sword. He secretly felt frightened. Tiredness came over him like a tide and swallowed him up instantly. He stood frozen on the spot, his heart was beating like a drum, almost jumping out of his throat, and his limbs were not in control. , it feels extremely difficult to even move my fingers. Performing the "Ghost Step" was extremely taxing on the physical body, and he never pushed himself to the point where the lamp ran out of fuel. If Jiang Yongshou persisted for a moment longer, he would have no choice but to pull out the iron rod and give it a try.
Jiang Yongshou gathered the power of his blood, and the dragon scales all over his body gradually faded away. His head and hands returned to their original shape, and his tail vertebra retracted into his body. His thin body tilted, and he fell straight into the snow. He fell unconscious and concentrated. Thick blood seeped out from the seven orifices, injuries occurred like a torrent, and his life hung on by a thread.
Pan Yun shouted and rushed forward, holding his senior brother in his arms, crying and screaming, heartbroken. Qingming took a bright red pill to strengthen the sky and popped it into her palm, and said: "If you take this pill, it will last a year and a half. Remember, no one can save him if he activates his bloodline again!" "
Pan Yun thanked him repeatedly, and while crying with gratitude, he glared at Wei Qiqi fiercely, making no attempt to hide the malice and hatred in his heart, and there was no way to hide it. Two completely different expressions appear on the face at the same time, how inconsistent it is!