Dedicate One’s Mind

Everyone could see at this time that Wu Yi's defeat was a matter of time, and even gambling on when Wu Yi was defeated was a matter of joy.

Hearing the comments of people around the battle, Yunhe, who was watching the battle, looked anxiously and looked at Wu Yi anxiously. From time to time, he glanced at Qiu without saying, because he knew that only Qiu could save Wu Yi if he didn’t say anything. If the timing is not well controlled, Wu Yi may have fallen here.

　　 What is Wu Yi doing right now?

He closed his eyes, indeed, as Qiu Buyan had guessed, Wu Yi was not taking the initiative to exercise his energy at this time, but was engulfed by the snowflake vortex, and had to exert his energy to keep the snowflakes dancing. If he can't keep up, the flying snowflakes will smash him into meat sauce.

　　 In addition to consuming a lot of energy, the chill also pierced into Wu Yi's body like a needle. Distressed internally and externally, Wu Yi seemed to have really come to the end of failure.

But if everything is planned by Wu Yi or deliberately reached this point, I am afraid everyone will be shocked. Wu Yi persecutes himself in this way not for other reasons, but to make his own cultivation better. One floor, enter the second small level, that is, the blood and light are completely integrated into the blood.

　　 Cultivation of this blood light is also an extremely helpless method for Wu Yi.

　　 The Hercules ape bloodline on the monkey monster was removed last time, and even if the physical strength was greatly increased, the blood light failed to break through. It really didn't give Wu Yi face.

Originally, the blood burning technique is still useful, but it seems that the blood light has already adapted to the three times the increase of 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 put this idea aside.

　　 fought with Xie Yun, especially when snowflakes covered the entire field, the biting chill made Wu Yi tremble, but the blood and light also circulated a lot faster, circling the whole body for Wu Yi to drive away the chill.

In order to make the blood light work faster, Wu Yi even slightly reduced the increase of the blood burning technique. Originally, the blood burning technique felt cold, but now it is still weakening the blood burning technique. Wu Yi feels chill. more serious.

　　 But the colder Wu Yi was, the faster the blood light speed, which made Wu Yi swear in his heart. This kind of exercise created by Emperor Fen really didn't leave anyone behind.

Wu Yi’s skin has been covered with a layer of frost, and slowly, even the corners of his mouth, eyebrows, and even the tip of his nose have been covered with a layer of frost. By this time ordinary people have already gone half-life. , Let alone fighting, it is extremely difficult to even move a bullet, but Wu Yi, who has a **** movement to drive away the chill, is not slow, smooth and steady, but outsiders seem to be shocking.

　　 can't wait any longer. Qiu Buyan saw Wu Yi in the snowflake vortex, and took out the talisman from his sleeve, ready to take Wu Yi out, otherwise Wu Yi would not have a chance to come out.

　　 But at this time, a dull and unquestionable voice came, and Qiu didn't say wait any longer, it was a spiritual voice.

　　 Qiu didn't say he remembered the rumors from the outside world. He couldn't help but feel heavy. Wu Yi was dead, but he was holding back. Could he still dare to say that it was because of the emptiness of spirit?

When 　　 Lingzhixu transmitted the sound to Qiu not to speak, He Zhijing naturally sensed it, and guessed about the content of the sound transmission. After all, the arrangement of the dark thorns in the heart is still useful.

After all, He Zhijing is a real Jindan, a high-rise building. It can be seen that Wu Yi is now forcing herself to seek a breakthrough. As for the breakthrough, he can't see which method of breakthrough is, but he knows that this breakthrough is very difficult and very rare. It will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future if all previous efforts have been discarded.

　　 From the perspective of the onlooker, He Zhijing naturally hoped that Wu Yi would make a successful breakthrough and let Hua Jianling find such a good seedling. Qingyang Dongtian and Dongyuan Dongtian don’t know what they will be like in the future.

　　 But Ling Zhixu interrupted Qiu not to rescue Wu Yi, but his purpose was not necessarily to make Wu Yi break through, but to let Wu Yi die.

　　 Now it's up to the final result. He Zhijing cast his eyes on the young man in the middle of the fighting platform with a curious expression on his face.

Bright and black hair, slanted sword eyebrows, sharp black eyes hidden in closed eyes, thin lips, sharp outlines, this face is not inferior to those graceful sons in the door. .

　　 is indeed a good seedling. Until now, he has not used the ghosts in his ambush, otherwise he would not be so embarrassed. Besides, in terms of xinxing, he definitely dumped other disciples for several blocks. He Zhijing said.

The extreme cold, the chill penetrated from the surface of the skin, and gradually penetrated into the blood. Wu Yi's speed began to slow down. Xie Yun, who had been following Wu Yi, was overjoyed. Even if his face was pale, the output of the chill was increased. , At this time, the ice that was holding Wu Yi had become huge blocks of ice, like mountain peaks, even if it fell out of thin air, Wu Yi had no reason to survive.

Watching the game, Yunhe was extremely anxious, his fingertips pierced his skin, and the blood shed bright red, and he knew nothing. The soul of his whole person seemed to fly to Wu Yi's side. Without Wu Yi, he was about to return to his original lack of clothes. Live less food.

　　 "I bet that Wu Yi will be defeated within ten breaths." A disciple who feared that the world would not be chaotic said loudly.

　　 "Take a breath." Some disciples followed him to booze.

　　 "Second interest." Yunhe's heart jumped, and he forgot to breathe.

　　……

　　 "Eight breaths." Yunhe breathed a little bit of crying.

　　 "Nine breaths." The booing disciple questioned and mocked the disciple who had gambled before.

　　 This disciple does not believe in evil, believes in his own judgment, and shouted "Ten breaths."

　　 This sound successfully attracted the attention of most of the disciples in the field. After seeing that the disciple was sensationalizing, he turned his head disdainfully. There have been several boring games before, but the format is a little different.

But when the disciple turned back, Wu Yi, who was pressed by the ice in the sky, suddenly opened his eyes, red light came out through his body, and the flying snowflakes couldn't cover it. The red light pierced Doufatai. In the big formation, all those who watched the game could feel the incomparable vitality.

　　 The disciple who shouted ten breaths had been stunned for a long time. The situation changed so fast, Wu Yi seemed to have the power of a battle, or even a comeback.

　　 "Small bugs." Although Xie Yun saw Wu Yi's changes, although surprised, he still cheered for himself.

"Fall." After setting up for such a long time, I originally planned to wait until Wu Yi's energy was exhausted, but I didn't expect Wu Yi to be even stronger. Xie Yun didn't plan to wait any longer. The huge ice block was in Xie Yun's application. The force fell one after another.

　　 Wu Yi's blood burning technique urged, and the blood became more intense, almost covering the entire array.

　　 Putting to death and reborn, Wu Yi has been oppressed for such a long time, Wu Yi's heart doesn't know how much hostility he has suppressed, and it blooms for a while, Wu Yi directly stimulated the blood burning technique to a tenfold increase.

Perhaps it was because of the blood-light breakthrough. Wu Yi just felt a little discomfort in his body, without the irritability that his body seemed to burn after being urged ten times. The white brick broke apart and turned around. Wu Yi directly crushed the biggest piece of ice with one foot. Behind the ice was Xie Yun's incredible fear.

　　 His arrogance is blown away by the rain and the wind.

With a punch, Xie Yun still couldn't respond. Wu Yi hit Xie Yun's chest into the ground. Xie Yun hit the aura hood spreading out of the large array, and fell to the ground, except for the big mouth. In addition to the blood, there are even fragments of internal organs that can be seen.

　　 Qiu Buyan didn't expect the situation to reverse so quickly. He quickly moved Xie Yun out, and was beaten by Wu Yi again. Xie Yun's life was gone.

　　 But even so, Xie Yun is just a Qidao monk after all. He wants to recover completely, and he doesn't know how much precious medicine pills he will spend. During the healing period, his cultivation is stagnant, and it is certain that other disciples will be separated from him.

　　 Xie Yun fainted as soon as he was removed, but Wu Yi had nowhere to show his energy. He roared to the sky and punched the ground hard. The bricks broke apart, and it was too late to repair the large array.

Qiu did not see this scene with a twitching face, pretending not to see, Wu Yi didn't know how many lines were annihilated after this fist, this fighting platform seems to be repaired, anyway, it is the fighting platform of Divinity, and He has nothing to do.

　　 The broken bricks were scattered everywhere, Wu Yi looked around, and the disciples he saw all bowed their heads and dared not look directly.

　　 At this moment, Wu Yi, relying on his own strength, truly entered the eyes of the disciples of the courtyard.