Chapter 167: Destroy the Hundred True Selves, and the Dao Yun Shows Its Might

Fists and palms collided, and loud rumbling sounds were heard from time to time. Qi flew across the ground, and the center of the battle was either cracked or formed into a big pit.

Although these damaged areas will be repaired soon, the speed is obviously not as fast as the damage caused by Wu Yi and Phantom. Fortunately, the positions where Wu Yi and Phantom fought were changing all the time, giving the damaged areas time to repair.

Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and soil splashed everywhere. The strength of Phantom, who mastered the Blood Burning Technique, increased greatly. In order to form a balance, Wu Yi had to activate the Blood Burning Technique to more than ten times. The two sides fought against each other, and the huge force implied in it could definitely sweep away most of their peers.

At the beginning, the two sides could still fight back and forth, but the later it was, the more obvious Wu Yi's decline became. He was in danger several times. This was understandable. In order to save time, Wu Yi compressed his recovery time and stepped onto the next step without fully recovering. He was inherently behind Phantom.

Bang, Wu Yi fell only a few feet away from the boundary. When retreating, Wu Yi's hands pierced into the ground like hooks, leaving several feet long marks on the ground, grinding the ground bloody. If it weren't for his fingers stopping the retreat trend, Wu Yi would have flown out of the boundary and died.

Is it going to stop here? Wu Yi is now almost in a desperate situation, just like when he fought the fiftieth phantom before.

Before, Wu Yi still had the blood burning technique as a backup, but what backup does Wu Yi have now? The phantom almost forced out all his tricks.

With a strong wind blowing overhead, Wu Yi didn't even get up at this time, and it was difficult to retreat. He had to slap the ground with his right palm. With the force of the recoil, Wu Yi's body turned sideways several times, leaving a clearly visible palm print on the spot.

Even if he avoided the attack in this extremely indecent way, Wu Yi was also shaken back by the splashing mud, which was extremely embarrassing.

But the phantom was in a dominant position and continued to press forward.

Do we really have to continue to push the blood burning technique higher? Wu Yi was dodging the attack while thinking about how to deal with it.

The blood burning technique that Wu Yi could skillfully control was increased by ten times. Even Wu Yi could not guarantee that he could use it perfectly.

The most important thing is that if the increase is more than ten times, Wu Yi will have to spend more time to recover the meridians due to over-expansion. This is often a geometric increase. Even if Wu Yi wins temporarily, it will be difficult to pass the level within three months.

But if Wu Yi knew that as long as he passed this level, he would be able to get a place as a true disciple, he would not be so entangled.

But it was precisely because of ignorance that Wu Yi finally achieved glory. If he understood the rules, Wu Yi would definitely not fight to pass all the steps. It would be a great honor to be able to pass and defeat one hundred true selves.

What really made Wu Yi feel a little desperate was that there were nearly 400 steps to go, and he had spent more than a month on the first 100 steps. He might not be able to finish all the steps.

Qi Dao, Fa Dao, Strength Dao. Wu Yi was thinking about what other moves he could use, but Wu Yi didn't have many moves. Strength was his strongest aspect. He usually relied on the Blood Burning Technique to crush the opponent in battle, which made him not very concerned about the practice of Taoism.

"Dao Yun, yes, there is also Dao Yun, how could I forget this." Wu Yi, who had been suppressed, thought of a way to solve the situation, and he couldn't help but blurt out that compared with the huge instability of the Blood Burning Technique, Dao Yun's troubles were much smaller.

But how to use Dao Yun? Wu Yi thought of using Dao Yun as his next breakthrough, but how to use Dao Yun stumped him.

Wu Yi had used Dao Yun to fight against the enemy before. Dong Wu was one of them, and He Yinfeng before was also one of them. As for those Jindan Zhenren, this was even more true. However, Wu Yi himself was not very proficient in this skill. He often relied on luck to use it, or risked his life to fight with Dao Yun.

Wu Yi was not from a noble family, but no elder of the family specially made a magic weapon for his Dao Yun. Just like He Yinfeng who fought with Wu Yi before, the Taoist robe he wore was just a magic weapon, but it was more suitable for He Yinfeng than many mysterious weapons.

Wu Yi was not a direct descendant of the master-disciple lineage, and there was no master who gave him a magic weapon. Wu Yi basically relied on himself along the way. Wang Chuchen's help to him was more of a space for growth.

Dao Yun was used to fight against the enemy, which was a question of Dao Yun's externalization. The real Dao Yun externalization could only be achieved by Jindan Zhenren. What Wu Yi could do was to influence others with his own Dao Yun and gain a chance of winning for himself.

Wu Yi recalled the past when he used Daoyun to influence others, recalling the inexplicable rhythm and the feeling of his mind.

But perhaps because he was too hasty or perhaps because he was restless, Wu Yi did not find the feeling after using it several times, but was hit by the phantom several times, and was in danger.

When Wu Yi was thinking about why he failed, the phantom cast a fire snake over, roaring continuously. Wu Yi had fire spirit energy in his body, and he had cast it before, so the phantom was naturally familiar with it.

Wu Yi was unable to react in time and was blocked from retreating. At this time, the phantom left a trail of residual images in the original place and attacked Wu Yi.

When Wu Yi came to his senses, the phantom was less than three feet away from him, and he was there in one step. The crisis came so suddenly that Wu Yi even missed the opportunity to break out of the encirclement of the fire snake.

But at such a dangerous moment, Wu Yi was extremely calm. His pupils dilated, and he saw through the afterimages, found the phantom's true body, and looked straight into the phantom's eyes.

When their eyes met, it was as if a floating bridge had been built on the two sides of the river that were originally isolated. An inexplicable charm came to the other side along this extremely unstable passage.

The afterimage gradually disappeared, but the phantom's true body did not continue to move forward. It actually stayed in place for a while and did not take the opportunity to give Wu Yi a fatal blow.

The phantom was horrified to find that he could not control his body. Wu Yi's Dao Yun seemed to deprive him of the control of his mind over his body, but it was better to say that it was isolation than deprivation.

The isolation time was only a moment, and the phantom quickly recovered, and Wu Yi had already taken advantage of this gap to kill the fire snake and confronted him from a distance.

Wu Yi could have taken the opportunity to defeat the phantom, but he finally chose to let the tiger go back to the mountain, because Wu Yi needed an opponent to hone his control over the Dao Yun, at least it could no longer be intermittent.

Phantom looked at Wu Yi with fear. All he knew were the moves Wu Yi had used before. He was confused by the Dao Yun that Wu Yi suddenly used, and the fear in his heart was obvious.

Wu Yi wanted to find the feeling before, but the situation was critical at that time, and now he couldn't find the mentality before. He planned to wait for Phantom to make a move first, and then return to the previous critical situation to find the feeling before.

But Phantom couldn't see through Wu Yi's new Dao Yun, and couldn't figure out Wu Yi for a while, so he didn't make a move. The originally extremely fierce field calmed down for a while, which was extremely weird.

This balance was established under the respective purposes of both parties, and it was very unstable. After a while, the two attacked almost at the same time. In order to put himself in trouble, Wu Yi also reduced the increase of the Burning Blood Technique by himself, and soon fell below.

Wu Yi was also in trouble, and his mind became calmer and calmer. The whole person was shrouded in Dao Yun. Although he fell below, he didn't panic at all, but more like a storm brewing.

Wu Yi's performance made Phantom even more frightened, and he attacked more and more fiercely. Wu Yi, who reduced the increase of the blood burning technique by himself, would make a cracking sound every time he collided with him, as if his palm was about to break apart. As for the epidermis, it was broken and grown, and then broken again.

"Go to hell." Phantom spoke for the first time, with a ferocious expression on his face, hysterical, and almost fighting with a style of burning jade and stone.

The fierce wind made Wu Yi's face hurt, but Wu Yi didn't even blink. The Tao rhyme flowed into Phantom's pupils like water, interrupting his moves. Phantom's body lost control of his mind, and Wu Yi pushed it out of the border with a light push.

When Phantom woke up, he already understood his own result, but he didn't show fear. Instead, he showed a trace of relief and said to Wu Yi calmly: "You will eventually lose to your own hands."

As Wu Yi's methods were forced out bit by bit, Wu Yi would only encounter an increasingly powerful opponent, and Phantom's words were likely to become a reality.

"That's for later." Wu Yi replied calmly, his expression unchanged. This phantom didn't forget to mess with his mind before it died. How could Wu Yi do as it wished?

The phantom smiled lightly, stopped talking, closed his eyes, and waited for extinction.

Wu Yi didn't even look at the moment when it disappeared, and went straight to the next step. Although this battle took a lot of effort, Wu Yi's mind was empty, and it was the most relaxed one. Now should be the time to seize the time to master his Tao rhyme.

But when Wu Yi faced the 101st true self, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

"Heart demon, how could it be here?" But Wu Yi soon realized that this was also a phantom, but this phantom and the heart demon were too similar.

Of course, the heart demon was originally carved out of the same mold as Wu Yi, and there was nothing wrong with the similar appearance. What really surprised Wu Yi was the familiar Tao rhyme on the phantom, the Tao rhyme of the Great Dao of Movement, which was the Tao rhyme that the heart demon comprehended.

Why does the phantom also have such Tao rhyme? Shouldn't it be the same Tao rhyme as him? Could it be that something changed after a hundred phantoms?

Wu Yi stared into the phantom's eyes. Wu Yi was the main attacker on the odd-numbered steps. If Wu Yi didn't move, the phantom couldn't move either, but his eyeballs could still move.

The two looked at each other, and the Dao rhymes clashed in the air and collided violently. Wu Yi seemed to have a sense of confusion in time and space. How familiar was this scene? Wasn't he and the inner demon confronted in this way before?

So weak, this was Wu Yi's only feeling. The Dao rhyme of the phantom was like a torch, while Wu Yi's Dao rhyme was a small pond. The torch entered the small pond and went out quickly.

After the Dao rhyme failed to clash, the phantom in front of him was unstable and his breath fluctuated. Wu Yi took the opportunity to step forward and easily defeated him.

The next step was still a phantom who mastered the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Movement, but there seemed to be a hint of something strange in the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Movement, which was the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Stillness.

This true self actually mixed the Dao of Movement and Stillness.