The Magus Era Chapter 423: Sword Injury

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist for the good fellow. ←,."

A faint, weak, soft voice sounded faintly.

Ji Hao stood up and looked to where the sound came from. An ancient Panasonic a dozen feet away, a middle-aged Daoist with long hair and bare feet, was leaning on the ancient pine, as if not full. Rice looked at him with a weak energy.

Daoist was born with yellow skin and thin skin. His burlap gown was hung on his lean body. The wind blew as soon as the wind blew. He was holding a bamboo stick in his left hand, and a few sparse bamboo branches were shaking on the joints, with a dozen bamboo leaves hanging on them. This bamboo stick is also the same as this Daoist.

Daoist Yu Yu looked coldly at Daoist without saying a word, Daoist looked at Ji Hao and admired softly: "It is really a good disciple, a good disciple! Less than 100 years old, Daoxing Magic Power is comparable to those who have worked hard for thousands of years! "

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, and the results of Daoist Yu Yu made him an ordinary practitioner with thousands of years of hard work?

Primordial Spirit is manifested outside. It can walk freely without being afraid of the wind and the sun. Ji Hao knows that this realm should be extraordinary, but he really does n’t know that it will cost some It takes thousands of years of hard work to cultivate to this level.

Daoist Yu Yu Put your palms on your knees, pat your hands gently with your knees, and yell in a cold voice: "Poor students make their own apprentices, what are you doing?"

Flip the palm and touch out the wine tank brought by Ji Hao. Daoist Yu Yu pulled out the stopper, and ‘Guru 'is a sip of wine. He wiped the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and looked at the Daoist coldly. "The poor apprentice is filial and capable, and he is so clever and smart. He is willing to make him! You are envious or jealous?" What? "

Ji Hao and Po both looked at the wine tank in Daoist Yu Yu at the same time, rolled their eyes and looked at each other, Master, what do you say is good for three days? Is this the beginning?

Daoist shook the bamboo stick in his hand lightly and said frowningly, "It's not envy, not jealousy. It's sad. With the power of fellow Daoist , having such a good disciple, it takes a bit of effort to create something. It's justified. Poor poor disciples ... "

As soon as the bamboo battle looms, there are countless bamboo sticks phantom in front of Ji Hao. A terrible pressure struck, and the Ji Hao's body shook. It was completely dark in all directions, and no one could see anything except the sky.

Despair, boundless despair strikes. In addition, all emotions and sorrows of Ji Hao are completely cut off.

With such a strong sense of despair, Primordial Spirit, which was just born by Ji Hao, suddenly fainted. It seems that it will collapse because of boundless despair.

A anger came, a sword awakened Ji Hao's Primordial Spirit, endless bamboo shadows shattered in all directions, Ji Hao suddenly opened his eyes, only felt sticky, and his body was already sweaty.

Daoist Yu Yu is holding a clear and flawless cyan sword light. Chasing the Daoist like a crazy tiger is chopping.

Daoist has a solemn look, pedaling mysterious steps, seemingly slow movements, but with infinite mystery. He was swaying from side to side, avoiding Daoist Yu Yu's seemingly choppy sword light.

The two chase and flee, flash and chop, and change within a few feet of this circle.

Ji Hao only glanced at the figures of the two. Suddenly, it seemed as if there were endless Prehistoric stars and smashing faces, and countless mysteries filled with Primordial Spirit, which blocked his Primordial Spirit almost cracked. A bite of blood almost did not spit out.

Every seemingly crude action of Daoist Yu Yu and that Daoist contains infinite opportunities. Ji Hao is now repaired, but even the slightest hint of heavenly charm revealed by one of their actions cannot bear.

Ji Hao hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to watch the two move.

The two ran away for three or five breaths. Suddenly, Po stood on the side and drank softly, and his body flickered to the side of Daoist. His right hand was like a copper hammer, and an understatement punch came out.

Ji Hao looked at this punch, could not help but widen his eyes, in the punch of Po. Ji Hao faintly saw a shadow of Sky Opening hit.

But Po's blow is obviously not as mysterious as Sky Opening's blow taught by phantom, but there are some Heavenly Dao insights of Po's own, which is different from Sky Opening's blow.

A flash of fist marks, a slap, Daoist was hit by Po on his shoulder.

Daoist The expression of frown finally changed slightly, a little anger was born, and the backhand rushed towards Po.

Po snorted, and a simple single fist that did not hide did not greet him, and heard a muffled sound. The body of Daoist remained motionless, and the body of Po shuddered slightly. It took three consecutive steps backward.

Ji Hao's eyes are horrified. Po's repair is so strong?

The Daoist that can be put right with Daoist Yu Yu was shot in the palm of the hand. Po actually only took three steps back?

A slap sound, Daoist took a Po punch and gave Po a palm. The flawless action finally showed a crack. The Daoist Yu Yu long sword fell off, and the left sleeve of Daoist was cut by a sword with a long slit. Jian Guang rubbed his wrist and cut a half-inch-long wound.

A sword succeeds, Daoist Yu Yu retracts the sword and backs, hands clasped in his sleeves and sneers.

Daoist looked at the wound on his wrist frowningly, and saw that the flesh inside his wound was moist and radiant like glazed glass, and a strange lotus aroma poured out of the wound. With a sigh, the wound on the wrist of Daoist healed quickly, leaving no trace.

"I haven't been hurt for a long time." Daoist stood up and had a soft waist, and squinted at Daoist Yu Yu.

"Poor road can make you hurt a bit more." Daoist Yu Yu grinned his teeth and giggled, his ten fingers in his sleeve beating like a cramp, "You know, there is an old man with an itchy hand Something wrong! "

Daoist was silent for a while, after a short while, he glanced at Po and sneered: "You and your teacher and apprentice teamed up to hurt the sword of poverty, which is not a skill."

Daoist Yu Yu laughed more and more brightly. He blinked his eyes and provoked maliciously: "That, Cheng Dao and Po teamed up, and you called ten eight autobiographical disciples to come, we're doing it! Who lost , Who would crawl back to his dojo on all fours? "

Daoist is silent again.

He took a deep look at Po, and said sadly: "Poor disciples, if you can't find anyone who can deal with APriest Po, you don't have to try it."

Daoist Yu Yu laughed with both rows of white teeth showing: "Try it out, maybe some of your disciples have suddenly made great progress? Maybe some of them are not even poor. How about it? Why not try? "

Daoist's face became more and more distressed. He glanced at Daoist Yu Yu quietly and said lightly, "Say serious business!"

Daoist Yu Yu's smile converged, and said calmly: "Say!" (To be continued.)