() "So what?" the Taoist said calmly. He had clearly seen the other party's cultivation level and had just succeeded in forming elixirs. This was remarkable in the eyes of ordinary monks. In his opinion, the other party was still very young, otherwise
I won’t drink that cup of chun wine either.
The Taoist's answer resulted in Xue Li smiling up to the sky. The flames on his body flickered on and off, extremely unstable. Suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly. Xue Li turned around and said to Jin Furong: "Please wait for a moment.
I'll take him back and question him." These two sentences were spoken loudly and with an unquestionable momentum.
Jin Furong's wonderful eyes changed, and she sighed in her heart, this boy is no longer the young boy he was back then.
The Taoist's nose felt so hung up that he was wondering who was catching whom. Before he could figure it out, Xue Li turned into a ball of flame and flew towards him. The speed was so fast that the Taoist felt chilled in his heart.
He hurriedly took out his magic weapon, a green flying sword, and slashed at the scorching fireball with a fierce sword light. Seeing that the flying sword was about to attack, Xue Li stretched out his left hand, and a layer of delicate silver
Patterns quickly covered the fist, and suddenly five silvery tiger claws emerged from the fist.
The five-foot tiger claws tore the air into pieces like steel hooks, blocking the whistling flying sword. The high-speed vibrating flying sword hit the silver tiger claws, making a sharp cry. In an electric flash, it struck.
It flew out, and the light on the sword suddenly flashed.
Xue Li did not slow down and rushed straight towards the Taoist.
The Taoist in green pointed his sword in parallel, and the green sword light flew back to his hand like a swimming fish. The Taoist spun his body like the wind, avoiding Xue Li's fierce tiger claws, and was torn apart by Xue Li's tiger claws without even bothering to adjust.
With the body-protecting aura, the long sword in his right hand stabbed Xue Li's left eye with the force of wind and thunder. This sword was so fierce and swift that it made Jin Furong's heart tremble.
Judging from the opponent's sword skills, they are already among the great masters she has seen in her life. She has been in the world for many years, cultivating talismans, refining elixirs, practicing qi, and practicing swordsmanship. There are many people who can attack with wind and thunder like a Taoist.
There are very few of them.
Xue Li's left arm surged with white light. While moving at high speed, his body slightly changed its angle. The flying sword passed through the gaps in his armor, removing most of the force. A bright sword mark flashed on his skin.
Then it gradually disappeared. If it weren't for his extraordinary skill in the White Tiger Shining Gold Technique, the skin would have been torn apart and blood would have splattered on the spot.
Xue Li flew past like lightning, and the distance between the two stretched to ten feet. For a monk, this was by no means a safe distance. The victory or defeat only depended on the speed of the attack and the idea of attack.
At the end of a round, both of them understood each other's strength and were not in a hurry to attack. One breath, two breaths, three breaths, a tiger roar resounded through the night sky, and Xue Li showed ten white light claws in his hands, as if they had substance.
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Attack! White Tiger Shuo Jin is very particular about going all out. Xue Li felt a rush of fire in his chest, and the light claws on his hands ignited with blazing flames. The Taoist on the other side felt Xue Li's powerful aura, and a burst of desire for victory arose in his heart.
Heart. Ever since he entered Taoism, monks of the same level have never lost in competitions, let alone monks who are far behind him in cultivation.
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Holding his breath and concentrating, he activated his spirit energy, and a huge sword light suddenly appeared on the long sword. It was about ten feet long and one foot wide. It was green and bright, like the eyes of an evil spirit from the Nine Netherworld.
The Taoist scolded, and the giant sword slashed down in the air, heading straight for Xue Li's head.
Although Jin Furong has never practiced swordsmanship, she knows that the level of swordsmanship is generally based on transformation. People in the first level are mostly able to hold and control swords, and their sword moves are also rigid, mostly stabbing, slashing and cutting. When they reach the advanced level, they are mostly able to hold and control swords.
When you enter the realm, the long sword can transform into shape. There are generally two directions for transformation. Some take advantage of the softness and lightness of the sword and take a light and agile path, just like Jiang Xueqin's long sword transforming into silk.
The other direction is to take the most rigid and fierce path, emphasizing sharp offensive and domineering momentum, just like the giant sword wielded by Taoists today. As for which one is better and which is worse, it is also determined by the cultivation level of the cultivator, and there is no
Determined. In the final stage, the sword changes from an object to a mind and merges into spiritual thoughts. As the so-called divine thoughts come, it changes in a thousand ways, turning decay into magic.
Although the three stages have little to do with the Taoist cultivation level of the sword holder, they are closely related to experience and experience. Very few golden elixir monks can enter the third stage.
Xue Li felt a sharp burst of spiritual pressure coming from above his head, and shouted "Well done!" He raised his hands to burn the sky, and ten huge golden claws appeared in the sky. Although they were rays of light, they were like solid matter, above the light claws.
Runes that flickered on and off flowed. After a deafening sound, two huge weapons collided. A shock wave spread quickly, and all the big trees twenty feet away behind Xue Li were destroyed.
It opened, leaving a long and narrow sword mark on the ground.
Xue Li's body was pressed from ten feet in the air to only three feet above the ground. There was spiritual energy visible to the naked eye flowing on his arms. The lines on his light claws shone brighter. It was obvious that the spiritual energy was consumed a lot.
On the other hand, the situation on the Taoist's side was not much better. Although he gained some advantage with his sword, the opponent's defense was too strong. Ten sharp claws interlocked in two, just enough to jam the green giant sword. Even if he
He wanted to sheath the sword, but he couldn't help it, so he had to keep activating the spirit energy, and entered a stalemate with Xue Li.
Although Xue Li was shaped like a blazing fire, his mind was very flexible. He knew that his cultivation was not as good as his opponent, and the stalemate in front of him would not last long. He began to use the energy vortex in the Tanzhong point. The light gray energy was driven to the arms.
The meridians and the muscles in his arms became extremely thick with the injection of energy. Xue Li suddenly shouted "Open!"
The ten huge claws separated each other. Because the speed was too fast, Xue Li could not hold back, leaving five deep scratches on the ground on both sides of him. The soil was turned up high, and all the trees were turned into pieces.
Make ashes.
The Taoist looked at the scene that happened in front of him in amazement. To be honest, he still hasn't figured out what happened just now. He originally had the advantage, but when he saw that the giant sword was about to be pressed down, his opponent would definitely be cut into two pieces. But once
An instant later, the giant sword that he had condensed turned into debris all over the sky, falling like countless light butterflies. It was really unbelievable.
Looking at the natal flying sword in his hand that was full of cracks, the Taoist was heartbroken. This magic weapon is not easy to refine, and it would take only a few years to restore it to its original condition. Xue Li smacked his lips and was amazed at his performance.
, I didn’t expect that the gray energy was so strong.
Xue Li looked at the dazed Taoist in the sky, and did not waste this precious time. His whole body was on fire, and he used the fire escape to rush towards his opponent. He raised his right hand slightly, and smashed down with a huge light claw, wishing to beat the Taoist immediately.
If it is reduced to ashes, there is no point in catching it alive.
The flying sword of his life was injured, and the Taoist's mind was also greatly injured. He realized the danger for a while, hurriedly activated his Taoist skills, retreated, and very ungracefully avoided Xue Li's fatal attack. When he stood up again
When it was decided, the large Taoist robe had been cut open in the middle and could no longer be worn, revealing a white coat with floral embroidery inside, which looked quite funny.
Thinking that he had been famous for a long time, but today he fell into the hands of a junior, the Taoist felt quite unhappy. His ten long and thin fingers were flying in front of his chest, and traces of spiritual energy flowed through his fingertips, making him appear to be brilliant and changeable in the air.
Immediately, ten groups of green light condensed, which flickered on and off, as if liquid was flowing.
When Jin Furong saw the light ball, she was frightened. She was not afraid of the power of the light ball, but it was made of strong acid. According to Xue Li's fighting style, he would definitely rush forward and smash it with one punch.
Even if his body was as strong as gold and iron when exercising, it would be difficult for him to withstand such a splash of strong acid.
Xue Li burst into laughter, and between twirling his fingers, seven or eight balls of flames rose up. Bright white dots burst out from the flames from time to time, swimming like tadpoles. Fireballs flew all over the sky, heading towards the Taoist in Qingyi opposite him.
The heat wave on the shop floor made Taoist Taoist Qingyi feel a little headache. The young man opposite him not only excelled in physical training, but what was even more rare was that his Taoist techniques were pure. Such pure fire techniques could be released by twirling his fingers. I'm afraid if he continues to fight.
It was difficult to get any benefit. After thinking about this, he waved his sleeves, and the green light pounced on the fireball in the air. The spells from both sides intertwined in the sky, and the crackling sound resounded through the silent autumn night.
A burst of thick smoke filled the air. Xue Li was stunned, threw himself into the smoke, and chased the Qingyi Taoist who had fled away. Jin Furong was anxious, and only then did she realize how terrifying her opponent was. Although Xue Li and the other party had just met each other for the first time.
They have an advantage in fighting, but after all, in someone else's one-third of an acre of land, if a few monks of the same level show up, wouldn't they just be beaten?
Looking at the twinkling sparks in the sky in the distance, Jin Furong urged the red caltrop under her feet to avoid the smoke in the sky and chased after her. Although Xue Li had the advantage, Jin Furong was still a little worried. Fighting and desperate efforts were completely different.
It's two different things. Both sides of the fight are aboveboard, with open swords and clear guns. There will be no plots or ambushes. But fighting is completely different. All principles are abolished. There are no rules and no restrictions. There is only one purpose, which is to take the opponent's
life.
The more Jin Hibiscus thought about it, the more worried she became. The red water chestnut under her feet drew a red line in the night sky.