Chapter 219

Wang Yu and Zhu Wuyan naturally did not know what was happening more than ten miles away.

At this moment, the two of them, one looking at the several shadow puppet clones released by the other with a grave expression, and the other looking at the complete set of magic artifacts sacrificed by the opponent with an expressionless face, were scrutinizing the three rotating copper mirrors back and forth.

"You are the first Qi Refinement cultivator who has been able to hold on for so long under my hands, but I have no interest in continuing to tangle with you." Zhu Wuyan finally moved his gaze away from the three copper mirrors and said coldly to Wang Yu. Following that, he flipped one hand, and a pitch-black half-saber hilt with only a small half of the blade remaining appeared in his hand.

Then he chanted words, holding the black saber hilt with one hand, and actually backhanded the saber into his own chest, then pulled it out again.

With a "Sizzle" sound.

The half-saber hilt brought out a large mass of fresh red essence blood, which then rolled toward the saber blade like a living thing, then condensed into a mass.

In Zhu Wuyan's hand appeared a complete blood saber three feet long, its surface emitting a pale red blood light, while dense black spirit patterns emerged on the saber blade; at a glance, there were as many as fifty or sixty of them.

Not only that, the three faint shadows standing in front of him also moved one arm at the same time, chopping off their other arm with palms like saber blades, then catching it, and shaking their wrists.

With a few "Sizzle" sounds, the severed arms condensed into blood light, also manifesting into three blood-colored long sabers, the appearance of which was very similar to the one in Zhu Wuyan's hand.

Second-rank magic artifact!

Wang Yu saw this situation, his pupils shrank.

You must know that generally speaking, Qi Refinement cultivators are unable to drive second-rank magic artifacts. It is very likely that a single ordinary strike from a second-rank magic artifact could drain more than half of a Qi Refinement cultivator's total magic power.

Those who can drive second-rank magic artifacts or second-rank spells during the Qi Refinement stage are all either those with immense magic power far exceeding ordinary cultivators, combined with special secret arts and techniques, or simply those with special types of second-rank magic artifacts that do not have high requirements for magic power, allowing them to drive them for a short time.

Just like the three "second-rank flying sabers" he crafted, although only the simplest second-rank Nine Inscription Seals were superimposed on them, the required magic power had already been reduced to the lowest standard, and the usual flying saber strike only required a momentary consumption of magic power, plus the cooperation of his own immense strength and the Point Gold Art ability, which allowed him to use the three second-rank flying sabers normally.

Even so, the action of throwing out three flying sabers, which seemed ordinary before, would still consume quite a bit of magic power in his body at once.

This is also the reason why he did not frequently use flying sabers in ordinary battles.

Wang Yu thought of this, and after looking at the blood-colored long saber in the opponent's hand, his heart suddenly moved, and the five fingers of one hand hidden in his sleeve moved slightly.

Between his fingers, a piece of animal skin the size of a palm appeared silently, and on the surface of the animal skin, a vague blood-colored long saber-like spirit pattern pattern was also inscribed.

This was exactly one of the two animal skin talismans he obtained from the storage bag when he killed the first Demon Luo Sect disciple in the secret realm.

Although he did not know the specific power of this talisman, it was clearly a treasure that exceeded the Qi Refinement level. Seeing Zhu Wuyan use a magic artifact of a similar appearance at this moment, he subconsciously took it out to see if it could achieve miraculous results.

Although Zhu Wuyan could not see the movement in Wang Yu's hand, the arm holding the blood-red long saber couldn't help but tremble slightly, while the sound of demonic voices coming from the saber blade echoed in his mind.

"Quick, quick, kill him. I need essence blood, I need a large amount of essence blood. As long as you let me drink enough essence blood, I can make you invincible, kill the Blood Smoke Ancestor, kill everyone in the world who is an eyesore..."

Following the demonic voices entering his ears, even though it was not the first time Zhu Wuyan had experienced such things, he couldn't help but have his eyes turn red, and a trace of madness flashed in his pupils. The three-foot-long saber blade of the blood-red long saber in his hand actually began to twist and blur on its own in the red light, as if it were about to break free from Zhu Wuyan's palm at any moment and pounce toward the opponent on its own.

Zhu Wuyan stared fixedly at Wang Yu, the madness in his eyes growing thicker, but the palm gripping the crimson long saber became even more powerful. At the same time, the spiritual pressure on his body grew stronger and stronger, as if there were no end to it.

At this time, Wang Yu had already formed a seal with one hand, and the three copper mirrors rotating slowly in front of him emitted buzzing sounds, beginning to light up with blinding red light, emitting bursts of high temperature, and rotating faster and faster, brighter and brighter, gradually manifesting rounds of afterimages.

Looking from afar, it seemed as if more than a dozen crimson little suns were dancing around Wang Yu, dyeing a large area of the nearby void red, looking quite astonishing.

The two of them were clearly very clear that the next strike would likely determine the outcome, or even decide life and death.

Just at this moment, bursts of sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the direction of the depths of the mountain range, and then colorful, dense flying boats appeared on the horizon, as many as forty or fifty of them, covering the sky and earth as they shot toward this side.

Wang Yu and Zhu Wuyan, who were about to make a move, were both startled by this and couldn't help but look toward the horizon in surprise.

However, after a dozen breaths, these flying boats flew closer, and one could vaguely see the figures standing on them, shockingly all wearing the attire of the Great Ming Four Sects.

Wang Yu's heart was filled with joy, while Zhu Wuyan opposite him changed his expression. Without hesitation, he put away the long saber in his hand and lightning-fast stuck a blood-colored talisman onto his body.

The next moment, Zhu Wuyan transformed into a blood-colored startling rainbow, swept up the three shadow clones in front of him, and broke through the air toward the other side. After a few flashes, he disappeared on the horizon as a faint blood light.

Wang Yu touched the animal skin talisman in his hand, hesitated for a moment, but still did not activate it to throw it out, nor did he have any intention of chasing. Instead, he shook his sleeves, and the three Mother-Child Floating Mirrors that were originally rotating rapidly had their red light converge, and they flew into his sleeve one after another. Then, he beckoned to the other side with one hand.

The two willow-leaf flying sabers that had fallen to the ground also sprang up with a "Whoosh" and "Whoosh," and after a circle, flew back into his hands.

Wang Yu looked at the two flying sabers in his hands, his heart still feeling a bit regretful.

He had deliberately not recalled these two second-rank flying sabers immediately before, originally intending to wait for the critical moment to use the Point Gold Art to control the flying sabers to sneak attack the opponent, but he did not expect that Zhu Wuyan would take the opportunity to run away.

Otherwise, if he had two second-rank flying sabers in hand, at least he could have slightly delayed Zhu Wuyan, and he would have had time to activate the power of the Mother-Child Floating Mirrors to give the opponent a fierce strike.

Now, with the opponent's terrifying escape speed, plus the bonus of that Blood Escape Talisman, he definitely could not catch up.

However, how did so many Four Sects disciples run out from the depths of the mountain range, and what was going on with this?

Wang Yu shook his head, and couldn't help but look at those flying boats shooting over. He immediately formed a seal with one hand, and with white clouds swirling around his body, he flew toward the high place, preparing to intercept a spirit boat and find a Four Symbols Sect disciple to ask about it.