The Yellow Heaven Dao Talisman was passed on to Zhang Yi by him, and there was no one in this world who knew the power of the Yellow Heaven Dao Talisman better than him.

So there is no error in his perception and judgment.

The true yuan in Su Qin's body shook again!

Hundreds of arms are in full swing again!

Boom, boom, boom......

In the midst of the loud bang, the transparent light entangled in these hundreds of arms all shattered, and the purple light like glass in the space could no longer restrain these hundreds of arms.

These hundreds of arms go in again!

The majestic power rolled up, and Zhang Yi's body flew backwards again.

Zhang Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He knew that his internal organs had been damaged, but he didn't even think about his injuries and made the simplest movement.

He just let out the talisman in his sleeve.

The style of the robe he wore was the same as that of the Immortal Fu Sect, and his sleeves were unusually wide water sleeves, almost reaching the ground.

This kind of robe not only looks elegant, but if people want to be irritable, they will be limited by this big sleeve, and they will naturally slow down, and if they slow down, they will naturally be easy to meditate.

Meditation will make it less easy to get angry, and it will gradually become elegant and self-contained.

However, in terms of long-term cultivation of this kind of disposition, the greatest significance of the robe of the Immortal Fu Sect is that there are many pockets in the sleeves, and the capacity is huge, which can store many talismans.

Su Qin has always thought that he works as hard as Zhang Yi.

But this can only show that even he subconsciously believes that Zhang Yi is indeed very focused, hard-working, and has no distractions when he cultivates.

Countless identical crimson talismans erupted from Zhang Yi's two sleeves.

Before Zhenyuan could completely activate these small red talismans, the thunder and fire on these small talismans had already swept outward, causing Zhang Yi's two sleeves to burn.

These small red talismans passed through the burning sleeves, and instantly filled the sight of Le Yi, Murong Xiaoyi, and Su Qin, as if countless firebirds flew out.

This is the Blood Thunder Fire Talisman.

In the Immortal Rune Sect, this is a talisman that many cultivators can make.

The basic material is just purple thunder saltpeter, and the origin of this saltpeter happens to be in Zhongshu County.

The only restriction on refining this talisman is that it needs to go to the Six Realms for cultivation.

Only when you reach the Six Realms can you use your natal vitality and qi and blood to make talismans.

In terms of power, although this kind of talisman is very powerful, it has not changed much, so few people in the Immortal Rune Sect will refine such talismans in large quantities.

Refining the same kind of talisman repeatedly is an extremely boring act.

What's more, refining this talisman itself consumes one's natal vitality and qi and blood.

"Are you crazy?"

So when he saw countless such talismans appearing, even Su Qin was stunned and couldn't help but scream.

Zhang Yi didn't have time to answer him, refining this same talisman itself was a means for him to hone his patience, and when he was refining these talismans, he felt that as soon as the number of these talismans was large, the power would be very terrifying.

Especially with the means of the Yellow Heavenly Dao Talisman, the power of these talismans was completely detonated.

He had to make sure that he wasn't killed directly by these talismans.

Therefore, at the moment when Su Qin couldn't control his emotions and shouted, he ignored the injuries in his body and forcibly let his qi sea squeeze out a large amount of True Yuan again.

His body was thrown backwards like a stone thrown by a catapult.

Huang Tiandao Fu perfectly coordinated with his blow.

A large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi drawn by the Yellow Heaven Dao Talisman was evenly and rapidly injected into these Blood Thunder Fire Talismans that were ignited by his True Yuan.

Countless clusters of purple-red thunder exploded in an instant.

Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi's chests instantly felt like they had been hammered by a boulder, and the two of them didn't hear any sound at all, because their ears were so shocked that they couldn't hear at all at this moment.

The two of them couldn't breathe, their eyes widened to the extreme, but their pupils kept shrinking.

There was an unimaginable picture in front of me.

These purple-red thunder fires squeezed each other to form a substance, turning into a huge purple-red ball of light, and the thunder in the ball of light was like countless snakes jumping.

In the next moment, these purple-red thunderbolts turned into billowing black smoke and burst out.

A terrible and angry cry rang out in the thunder fire.

Su Qin's figure pierced through the black smoke.

His body was still intact, not even his clothes had exploded, but the hundreds of arms that poured out of his back had been blown up for the most part, and few of them were completely intact.

Countless snorting noises rang out in these arms, as if there were many sheepskin valves leaking.

"Zhang Yi, you still have..."

Looking at the figure of Zhang Yi, who had just landed heavily outside the hundred zhang, Su Qin's eyes were blood-red, and he screamed bitterly and angrily.

Many scattered Yin Yuan aura regathered behind him, turning into small black flags.

The power of these small black flags is still strong, and with the traction of his mind, they are about to fly towards Zhang Yi.

He wanted to say to Zhang Yi at this time, what other means do you have.

However, he didn't have time to finish this sentence at all, and his left leg was already in pain.

An unpretentious, silent, and extremely insidious flying sword had already sliced through the inner thigh of his left leg in an instant, instantly slicing through several of his main meridians!

This sword is the little sword that Zhang Yi has always held in his hand!

As he retreated, the small sword quietly remained in the floating soil underground, turning into such a flying sword.

This is just a small method that many swordsmen in Changling will use.

However, it is precisely because such a method is too ordinary that Su Qin never thought that in such a duel, Zhang Yi would use such a small method!

Burst!

Black qi and blood gushed out from the wound!

Those small black flags that had just condensed behind Su Qin suddenly collapsed.

Su Qin's palm pressed against the wound on his thigh, even though he used several healing methods of the Qi people in an instant, but the sword intent that constantly invaded the flesh and blood still caused his wound to collapse after healing several times, and blood gurgled down the gap between his fingers.

Zhang Yi stood up in the dust and debris.

His chest was also covered in blood, his back was full of wounds, and even some sharp gravel was embedded in him, and he didn't look much better than Su Qin.

However, looking at Su Qin, who was also badly injured, holding the small sword that flew back, Zhang Yi was even more convinced that he could defeat this junior brother.

For some reason, at this moment, even if they felt that he was not too superior, Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi, who were not far from him, began to feel that he could defeat Su Qin.

Zhang Yi moves again!

He began to attack.

The sword in his hand was raised upward, and a slightly curved sword light was provoked into the air in front of him, like a sheep's horn.

"The sword moves of the Aries Cave... Do you really want to use your status as a senior brother to teach me a lesson?"

Su Qin laughed like crazy.