Chapter 1385 Transformation Into Water, 0-Year Genius

"Bamboo Water Formation!"

Daoist Shenwei spoke in a difficult tone, and out of surprise, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

His complexion was a little pale, and he was no longer as awe-inspiring as before.

"Assuming you have some knowledge, in this bamboo forest, every section of bamboo contains extremely rich water vapor, which is the dew collected by them every morning for many years."

"This kind of pure water is the greatest strength of my He family's bloodline. Under this formation, the strength of my He family will get a qualitative leap."

He Yuanyang laughed, stretched out a finger, and inserted the fingertip directly into the knot of a piece of bamboo beside him.

This finger goes down, and a small hole is poked on the bamboo joint. In the small hole, there is a gurgling clear dew gushing out from the bamboo joint.

That dew seemed to be alive, swimming on his fingertips, it was quite miraculous.

"Before now, He Chuan and others were able to leapfrog to victory, relying on this formation of bamboo and water. Speaking of which, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. After you entered the formation, I officially opened the formation. I have worked hard on the divine power of your divine power and Taoist priest."

He Yuanyang narrowed his eyes.

When Taoist Master Shenwei first appeared, the reason why he let the four members of the He family take the lead was also to buy time.

Now that the formation is fully activated, even this mighty Taoist priest who has entered the realm of yin and yang will surely die here today.

"But you are only a first-grade diamond!"

Daoist Shenwei yelled again and again, and as soon as he said a word, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, spitting out a stream of essence blood, which formed a blood mist in front of him. On the top, draw a complicated technique.

"I am the realm of Yin and Yang! If you have never stepped into the realm of Zhixuan, how dare you speak bravely!"

Daoist Shenwei's voice was decisive, and now it was clear that he was resorting to desperate means.

Daoist practitioners are like warriors at the Diamond Realm, but because of their mysterious techniques, ordinary Daoist Daoist practitioners are often stronger than ordinary warriors at the Diamond Realm.

This is especially true in the realm of Yin-Yang, where the opponents are often masters who have broken the Vajra into the Finger Mystery.

"Since this is the case, even if I exhaust my sixty years of cultivation today, I will completely drive your He family into the abyss! After you die here, I will see what your He family will use to fight the Luo family!"

Daoist Shenwei was already in a hurry.

Everyone could only feel a mighty aura surging up from Daoist Master Shenwei, and the waves were magnificent. In front of him, under the blood mist, there were even more divine lights emerging.

Not long after, when Daoist Shenwei stood tall, the blood mist condensed into a bloody figure in front of him.

When the figure appeared, Daoist Shenwei spat out three mouthfuls of blood again and merged into the blood shadow.

The blood shadow's aura is even stronger, the whole body is like a god and demon, standing on the ground, wherever it passes, the ground crumbles.

The whole blood shadow jumped out, the blood mist dispersed, and with a monstrous killing intent, it rushed towards He Yuanyang's position.

He Yuanyang made a false grasp with one hand, and hundreds of water-colored long swords condensed from the air, floating in the four directions around him, densely packed, and the blades were sharp.

As he pointed forward with one hand, the water swords all over the sky swept towards the bloody figure.

boom!

A series of water-colored long swords pierced through the blood-colored figure in an instant.

However, within a short while, all the water-colored long swords were suddenly dyed by the diffuse blood energy, and the sword body turned into streaks of red luster, and then disappeared directly, being dissolved into water vapor, and dissipated in the air.

And the bloody figure, taking advantage of this opportunity, came to He Yuanyang, roared fiercely, stretched out his big hand, and was about to pinch He Yuanyang's neck.

"I've already said that in the Bamboo Water Formation, no one is my opponent. Even if you burn out your skill for a full year, it's nothing, it's just adding more jokes."

He Yuanyang didn't dodge or dodge, suddenly blue light radiated from his body, and the big hand of the blood-colored figure suddenly squeezed his neck.

This time, the expected sound of neck breaking did not come out.

On the contrary, in the eyes of everyone, the palm of the blood-colored figure penetrated directly from He Yuanyang's neck.

"how so!"

"His neck, has it disappeared?"

Seeing this dislike, there were bursts of exclamations around, full of puzzlement.

And Daoist Shenwei's complexion changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "Turning form into water! How could you cultivate to such a level!"

"Even if it is a realm that He Batian, the great ancestor of your He family, has never reached, how is it possible!"

Daoist Shenwei's voice was full of inconceivable.

His body couldn't help shaking.

Seeing that Daoist Shenwei lost his composure, the hearts of everyone in the Zhan family fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Form in water?"

Lin Yi looked there, slightly surprised.

The so-called water form is to turn one's body into water, and water is a fluid thing, so soft that it is difficult to hurt him no matter how much strength he exerts.

It was beyond Lin Yi's expectation that He Yuanyang in front of him could have such ability.

"If I haven't reached this level, how can I have the face to call myself a century-old genius of the He family!"

He Yuanyang laughed out loud, his height of 1.65 meters seemed particularly tall at the moment.

In his hand was another water-colored long sword, and then he grabbed the hilt with one hand, swung the blade, and slashed at the blood-colored phantom in front of him.

This sword was different from the past. On the edge of the sword, extremely strong sword power was accumulated, and the blade cut off the head of the bloody phantom directly.

Afterwards, the sword light in his hand kept on, every time the sword came out, it cut off a puff of blood mist from the bloody figure.

Not long after, the entire scarlet figure disappeared into the world with a bang.

And He Yuanyang's whole body, without the slightest scar, is still the same as before.

On the side of Daoist Shenwei, at the moment when the bloody figure disappeared, his whole body more than doubled in size, his face was pale, and just standing there, he was a little precarious, almost unable to stand upright.

"Now the bamboo forest here is covered by the formation of bamboo and water. Let me cut off your head first to comfort the spirit of the great ancestor of my He family."

He Yuanyang came slowly, and every time he moved forward, a bit of water mist rose from under his feet, as if he was coming on waves, and he looked particularly magical.

The old man of the Zhan family sat down on the chair all of a sudden, his face was particularly ugly, Zhan Tianang clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do.

Daoist Shenwei stood there, bowed slightly, panting heavily, already in a dying posture.

Zhan Tianyu ran to his side and held his arm, his pretty face was snow-white, and he was also shocked by He Yuanyang who was pressing every step of the way.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, I knew I wouldn't come!"

You Long's anxious face turned pale.

The masters beside him retreated quickly one by one at this moment, even if they couldn't leave the formation of bamboo and water, they all hoped to distance themselves from He Yuanyang at this time.

However, when He Yuanyang just walked up to the Taoist priest Shenwei.

A cell phone rang.

The voice came suddenly, a little abruptly.

He raised his head subconsciously, looked along the sound source, and saw a young boy standing aside, took out an iphonex, and answered the phone under the imposing manner of rattling swords.

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