Chapter 87 Defeating the Foundation (Happy New Year)
Outside the meeting hall.
It is a square paved with gray and white marble. Usually when the sect master wants to give a lecture, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect gather here.
Occasionally, the two elders would give public lectures and practice spiritual skills.
Although they were a little timid, they were still Foundation Establishment monks, with a high level of authority, and their guidance to the Qi Refining monks was quite meaningful.
In fact, the reason why the two elders were supported by some disciples at this time is inseparable from their previous public lectures.
No matter where you place the gift of teaching, it is a heavier favor.
At this moment, Li Hu and Zhou Renjie were occupying one side, suspended in mid-air.
Foundation-building monks condense their spiritual consciousness and use their weapons to fly, which is like walking on flat ground in the air, so the battlefields of foundation-building monks are generally in the air.
In the air, the release of spiritual arts is more free, the angles are more tricky, and the situations faced are more complex.
Similarly, the suppression of air and ground is also an important reason why the foundation building realm crushes the Qi refining realm.
If Qin Jing hadn't fallen into a scheme and been forcibly deprived of his air superiority by a cunning move, Fang Chang and the others might not have been able to defeat him.
At this moment, Li Hu and Zhou Renjie were fighting fairly in front of everyone, so they naturally showed off the demeanor of foundation-building monks.
When Fang Chang and Elder Tang walked out of the hall arm in arm, they happened to see the battle begin.
Zhou Renjie was seen taking the lead in attacking. The flying sword, a spiritual weapon under his feet, flew away in an instant as he made a move. The sword light surged, and then the sword light split up and turned into a light-shaped flying sword behind him.
But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying swords were separated.
"disease!"
Hundreds of flying swords turned into a storm, streaking across the sky, and in the middle of the process, they turned into a majestic white tiger with bared teeth and claws.
This white tiger is seven or eight meters long, and its momentum is astonishing. Looking at it from a distance, it makes one's heart beat with fear.
"hiss……"
Elder Tang stood beside Fang Chang, looking at the battlefield ahead, and began to explain very appropriately.
I heard him take a breath first and say with some surprise:
"No wonder Zhou Renjie dared to threaten Elder Wan and me. It turns out that his Qingsong Sword Technique has improved again.
This move of sword light transformation was even more powerful than when he came to Lingjian Gate to worship the mountain.
Elder Wan and I may have some difficulties if we want to take over."
Fang Chang asked: "Have you ever fought against each other?"
Elder Tang had a look of shame on his face: "I tried a few tricks, but he relied on his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, so we suffered a slight loss.
At the beginning, he mainly came to challenge the leader of the Qin clan.
But the leader of the Qin clan didn't show up at all. He just sat in the back court, summoned the flying sword from the air, and defeated him with three moves.
If it weren't for his wife's sake, he would have to let him keep some parts.
I just regret that the leader of the Qin Sect was too soft-hearted and let this Zhou Renjie go.
Unexpectedly, not only was he ungrateful, he actually wanted to take action when the Spirit Sword Sect was in dire straits to seize the great foundation of the Spirit Sword Sect.
I just hope that the master of the sect can teach him a lesson this time."
Fang Chang, who was seeking to seize the great fortune of the Spirit Sword Sect, nodded without changing his expression and said:
"Really hateful."
How dare you steal his business!
"But he's finished."
While the two were talking.
Li Hu had already stood up in the void, lowered his waist, stood up, drew his bow and shot an arrow.
After all, the art of sword control is a sword art that a swordsman can study for a lifetime. Li Hu was able to get started in just two months and use the Sword Light Escape for the first time, which is already a genius.
If you want to fight the enemy with swordsmanship, you are still immature and not completely sure.
When he and Fang Chang went up the mountain, they received instructions from Fang Chang.
If you can strike cleanly, don't procrastinate.
No matter how strong your rhetoric is, it will ultimately serve as a support. It all depends on your own strength to suppress the entire audience.
But if you really rely on your strength to overwhelm others, you will fall into a thankless situation.
The two complement each other and are indispensable.
You must have the ability to convince people, and you must also have reasons to convince people.
So Li Hu chose the fighting method he was most confident with.
The heavy snow bow becomes a bow, and the flying sword becomes an arrow - the magic of armor and armor!
The mind and heart are united, and the people and arrows are united.
The bow of the heavy snow bow made an overwhelming sound.
then--
boom!
A beam of light shot out, leaving circles of white aura along the way.
Zhou Renjie's Sword Qi White Tiger looked like a delicate kitten under this beam of light, showing its teeth and claws, but unable to resist at all.
The flying sword penetrated the white tiger's head inch by inch, and then the white tiger's head was shattered, and the sword energy collapsed.
Then the flying sword was inserted into the white tiger's body.
There was a crisp sound in the air.
It was actually Li Hu's flying sword that collided with Zhou Renjie's flying sword.
The tip of the sword is to the tip of the sword, like the tip of a needle to the awn of wheat.
next moment.
The body of Li Hu's flying sword was broken into pieces and scattered into countless fragments.
Zhou Renjie's flying sword, on the other hand, whined, the sword bent, and fell to the ground with a clang, losing all its power.
This blow.
Zhou Renjie seems to have a slight advantage.
"He, Lord Master?"
Elder Tang stood away from Fang Chang without leaving any trace.
Fang Chang pretended not to see it, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
This time, I suffered the loss of Feijian level.
The flying sword used by Li Hu was only the high-grade magic weapon flying sword of the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect. In a head-on collision, it was naturally not as good as Zhou Renjie's flying sword.
As for Qin Jing's flying sword, due to its spiritual loss and its deep involvement with Qin Jing, it is now just a piece of scrap metal and must be re-refined before it can be used.
However, if the plan does not go smoothly, it is still within the plan.
Nothing is foolproof.
As for whether Li Hu could defeat Zhou Renjie, he had no doubts. The difference was just a matter of a few moves.
After all, Li Hu hasn’t transformed yet.
The ultimate magical power of the giant spirit body is to control the sky and the earth, transforming into a giant standing tall and standing tall, with wind and thunder accompanying every move.
Reaching for the stars and the moon, chasing mountains and seas, it’s just a matter of leisure.
It's just that it's not beautiful after all.
How can a majestic swordsman be shirtless and hit people with his fists?
If you want to smash it, you have to smash it secretly.
But the next moment, Li Hu gave him a surprise.
I saw that the fragments of the shattered magic weapon Flying Sword were forcibly glued together in the air by an incredible force, turning into a complete flying sword again, and attacking Zhou Renjie with undiminished power.
Zhou Renjie, who was about to say something sarcastic, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly made a hand gesture to summon his flying sword.
But in the previous blow, his flying sword was also seriously damaged. Now he was lying on the ground and moved a few times, as if he was resuscitating a heart tremor.
The flying sword finally started to move, and it was trembling and slow, like an old man in his seventies or eighties.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Renjie had no time to wait for his flying sword.
He made another seal, and a burst of blue light appeared on the surface of his body. His flying speed suddenly surged, and he narrowly avoided the blow of the flying sword.
But before he could take a breath, he felt a sudden chill on his back.
He lowered his head, and a sword energy streaked across his scalp, causing half of his long hair to fall in the wind.
When he touched his hand, it was full of blood.
If he had been slower for a moment, his head would have been cut off with this sword.
But it wasn't over yet. The flying sword was stained with blood and seemed to become more excited. Like a fishy shark, it swam towards Zhou Renjie again.
Zhou Renjie retreated sharply, waved his sleeves, and another fishing net-like magic weapon unfolded, glowing with red light, trying to catch this flexible flying sword.
The flying sword exploded in the air and turned into thousands of fragments like dust.
This net was in vain.
Even though Zhou Renjie is fast, he can't match Feijian.
The fragments condensed into a flying sword again, and passed through Zhou Renjie's neck with a whoosh, leaving a bloody mark.
"The next sword will kill you!"
Li Hu's cold voice came out.
Zhou Renjie's expression was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes staring at the flying sword flying in the void, it seemed that it would fall again at any time.
Naturally, he still has some options yet to come up with.
It's just that he thought that even if he tried his best, he might not be able to defeat the meteor flying sword just now.
And judging from Li Hu's tone, it didn't sound like a joke.
What if he no longer cares about his Changsong sect background and kills him.
By then, even if his master had avenged him, he would not be able to survive, so it would be better to keep him useful.
After he made up his mind, he rolled his sleeves to the ground and said loudly:
"I don't care about the Spirit Sword Sect anymore!"
After that, he stepped on his belated flying sword and flew out of the Spirit Sword Gate with a whoosh without any hesitation.
"Brother!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman had a look of panic on her face, but her senior brother didn't even turn around.
