Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 188: Yan Wenfei
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Zhao Jiuge's first reaction raised his left arm, his eyes flashing fiercely as if he was facing an enemy. k
"Hum... Hum... Hum..."
The violent and sharp sword aura seemed to tear one's face, with a tingling sensation, the star shield flashed with silver light, resisting most of the sword aura, but even the remaining sword aura could not be Zhao Jiuge Resisting, Zhao Jiuge's whole body continued to retreat along the violent impact, his legs swayed quickly, and he wanted to stand fast.
The remnant silver sword light is like a twisting little snake, entwining Zhao Jiuge's body. At this time, the Sanskrit Eucharist showed its domineering, and the rich golden light flashed, making the eyes of the crowd trance. I saw a steady stream of golden light that abruptly resisted Zhou Hongyong's sword aura.
Although the spiritual power in the body was rapidly consuming, the corners of Zhao Jiuge's mouth rose, and as expected, the Sanskrit Eucharist was unsatisfactory. He had a little confidence in his heart, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he made an unexpected action.
Steady his body after being repelled, instead, he charged Zhou Hongyong and rushed forward. After holding the blow just now, Zhao Jiuge felt that the distance to Zhou Hongyong was enough to deal with him. You must know The power of the Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor has not been stimulated just now.
The current Zhao Jiuge has changed from the appearance of Xiaobai when he started. He doesn't understand anything and lacks experience. Instead, he fights like a fish. Facing the early stage of the Spirit Pill Realm, Zhou Hongyong had no fear in his heart, but had only one thought in his heart to release his strength to the full. However, actual combat experience told him that his precious weapons such as flying swords and Mu Tiangu had no effect on Zhou Hongyong, but were a waste of time, so he chose the easiest way to get close, relying on the strength of his physique.
Zhou Hongyong was shocked when he saw Zhao Jiuge stop his sword aura without reddening his face. It seems that I underestimated that guy. At this time, his brows became solemn and he put away the contempt in his heart. Originally, he was worried about hurting Zhao Jiuge, but now he must start to let go of his hands and feet completely, because he only remembered that since he could be Jian Wuxin It must be a little capable to accept as an apprentice.
Faced with Zhao Jiuge who was like a moving turtle shell, Zhou Hongyong didn't panic at all, and he took a leisurely look at Zhao Jiuge, then the pure yellow flying sword in his hand gently flipped, and then burst out even more dazzling aura . k
He doesn't believe it, even with pure spiritual strength, he can't deal with Zhao Jiuge!
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge has rushed a few steps in front of him, his whole body exuding spiritual power and that golden light. Zhou Hongyong was thinking about time and distance in his heart, and then his pupils shrank sharply, it was now.
The right arm was jerked, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the shoulder of Zhao Jiuge's chest. It seemed that he wanted to stab Zhao Jiuge directly with the sharpness of the flying sword of the spirit weapon.
There was a strong chill around the tip of the sword, and the silver sword light fluttered and hovered like snake silk, wrapped around the entire sword body. When Zhao Jiuge saw this sword, he was a little frightened. But at this moment, he is rushing forward, and there is no retreat. He can only desperately surge his spiritual power to protect himself.
As the sword tip flew towards him, Zhao Jiuge's right hand changed a little, and the golden light on his right arm changed, a bit hot and dazzling. It is the Holy Palm of Sanskrit.
Zhao Jiuge moved swiftly, patted directly with his right hand, stretched out his fingers and transformed his palm during the fierce pat, and grabbed Zhou Hongyong's body before the sword tip stabs him.
The faint smile is still on Zhou Hongyong's face, but when he was photographed, this smile was a little solidified, it seems that there is still some disbelief in his expression, a kid in the late stage of the foundation stage does not need any magic weapon Can bring harm to yourself.
Jianxian’s ** is inherently powerful. This is why Zhou Hongyong is so confident watching Zhao Jiuge rush forward and he does not resist at all. He basically believes that a realm is worse than himself, and he does not hold a flying sword. He can hurt himself.
Soon he ate the bitter fruit he had planted. After being slapped in his chest by that palm, his chest seemed to burst open. Some golden tiny spiritual power rushed into his meridians, causing pain.
Zhou Hongyong hurriedly used his spiritual power to oppress this golden spiritual power. After the shot, Zhou Hongyong's face turned pale, because this palm completely consumed a lot of his spiritual power. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was only in the late stage of the foundation construction stage, otherwise he would not die or be injured. ()
There were some cracks on the chest and chest of the ink-washed gown on his body, and his clothes were ruined. As a result, Zhou Hongyong's appearance became a little embarrassed.
And Zhao Jiuge, who was heavily stabbed by the sword tip, is not much better. You must know that it is a flying sword with a spirit weapon. Besides, Zhou Hongyong already has a spirit pill realm and directly pierced Zhao Jiuge with the spirit weapon itself. In the body, instead of using sword energy or spiritual power.
Zhao Jiuge flew directly backwards, but didn't fall to the ground in embarrassment. Although he retreated, he quickly stood firm, and the whole person was a little flustered.
The spiritual power in the body is almost under Zhou Hongyong’s sword, and it is close to being taken away. This time Zhao Jiuge, who lost the star shield first to resist, directly resisted the blow with his body, finally felt the hair Acupuncture from the heart.
When the tip of the sword pierced the shoulder, the light of the Sanskrit Eucharist dimmed for a while, and then recovered, but it didn’t take long for the entire golden aura to dissipate, even under Zhao Jiuge’s full urging , Relying on current strength, the Sanskrit Eucharist alone cannot resist the sharpness of this sword.
Immediately after Zhao Jiuge's body surface erupted with a purple-blue glow, it was the Purple Pole Hybrid Thunder Armor. As soon as this glow broke out, the pain of piercing the skin was relieved a bit and eased.
Lost the golden halo of the Sanskrit Eucharist, Zhao Jiuge's whole figure was revealed. There was no imaginary injury, and his face was only a little trance.
The purple-blue glow circulated faintly around his chest, protecting him. After a trance, Zhao Jiuge returned to calm, his performance was calm, but his heart had to admit that Zhou Hongyong was at least better than his cultivation. He was much taller, and he had to fight it all out with just one blow. This is under the premise that he relied on the armor of the spirit weapon and the Sanskrit Eucharist, and if he changed to someone else, he would be killed in one blow.
"Wow..."
When the surrounding crowd saw this scene, they were not as one-sided as they had imagined, and they were in an uproar. Many people knew Zhou Hongyong. Although Zhou Hongyong, the disciple of Du Jun, who is the master of Xuan Qifeng, is not outstanding, he is better than ordinary students. It's still stronger, although it can't be compared with some of the top disciples, but with a talent for formation, naturally there are few opponents in the realm of the same level.
"Hehe, now I see how Zhou Hongyong will end up." The gentle young man next to Robwin laughed. He didn't come from the same peak. Naturally, he wouldn't have any good intentions, wishing to watch the other party's excitement.
Robwin just listened to his senior brother's words without making a sound. He knew his senior brother's strength and his status was not known how much higher than Zhou Hongyong's status. At this time, he was just passing the time with the mentality of watching the theater.
"Simple, with this strength, I still want to learn from others and teach others." Zhao Jiuge said with a smile, but there was no smile in his dark eyes, only vigilance, secretly guarding against Zhou Hongyong's sudden anger and shame. Shot.
It’s just that Zhou Hongyong calmed down abnormally this time, the anger on his face slowly subsided, like a lake of stagnant water, there was no ripples, his eyes were staring at Zhao Jiuge without emotion, "What if the strength is not good? How much others bully you, it is enough to deal with you."
Zhao Jiuge’s expression changed in an instant. It seems that Zhou Hongyong is determined to deal with himself now. He is the most terrible when he calms down. Now Zhou Hongyong doesn’t care how others comment on him. Clean up Zhao Jiuge, otherwise you can't solve the hatred in your heart, and Zhao Jiuge will call himself a sissy again and again.
The noise and laughter from all around also disappeared darkly with this scene, and each of them looked a little serious. Looking at how this matter ended today, the noise became bigger and bigger.
"Wow..."
The small voice started to sound. At first it was still very small, which made people think it was an illusion, but then it became bigger and bigger, and I saw a green spiritual power in the sky spreading like smoke, and there was Regular convergence.
A weird spirit power fluctuated in all directions. It was the first time for Zhao Jiuge to see that the spirit power could be controlled in this way. The seemingly ordinary spiritual power was growing exponentially with the condensed aura. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge’s A sense of danger finally emerged in my heart.
"Is Zhou Hongyong crazy this time, he started to use the spirit array to deal with this kid. If this trouble is uncontrollable, death and injury will occur." A dark-skinned, relatively stable young man said with his eyebrows slightly curled.
He stood beside him as cold as wind. Leng Rufeng looked anxious at this moment, clutching the sleeve of the brother next to him tightly in his hand, and faint traces of sweat emerged from the pores of his fingers.
Seeing the younger brother who was just taken in by the master, the dark youth looked at Leng Rufeng with a bit of surprise and raised his brows and said, "Why, do you know this Zhao Jiuge?"
"Not only knows, but also the best brother, can you please help me stop Zhou Hongyong later." Leng Rufeng nodded fiercely and said in a hurry.
The dark-skinned young man was relieved right away. When he was about to say yes and was about to say something, his eyes suddenly became stunned, and he smiled happily, "I don't need to do anything now. There is a good show. Don't worry, you That friend will be fine."
After speaking, the dark-skinned youth looked at the two figures in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth smiled. But Leng Rufeng looked at Zhao Jiuge in the field with some concern, because the spirit formation was about to form.
Looking at the spirit formation that was about to be formed, Zhao Jiuge was surprised at the same time feeling a little bit. It turned out that although the method of the spirit formation was alternative, the power should not be underestimated.
Suddenly, a loud shout shocked Zhao Jiuge, who was thinking about preparing to deal with the situation at hand.
"Stop it."
With this loud shout, a woman's figure slowly walked out of the crowd, and the people on both sides consciously gave way to both sides because of the aura of this woman.
The cold voice just now came from the woman's mouth, and then Zhao Jiuge looked at Zhou Hongyong on the opposite side and stopped the movement in his hand. Even the spiritual formation in the air began to disperse, not yet formed.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge glanced at the woman a little strangely. He thought it would be his senior sister to tie Hongling, but he didn't.
Chapter 188 Yan Wenfei:
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