Of course the residents of the small town saw the confrontation between Wu Jie and Luo Che.
In fact, when Luo Che was standing on the city wall, soldiers had already gone over to interrogate him and wanted to drive him off, but he killed five or six soldiers with a casual sword. Everyone was treated like this for no reason.
I was frightened by its cruelty and power, so I didn't dare to get close.
Because they were far away, they could only see Wu Jie falling from the sky and confronting Luo Che. Then when the two sides were about to start a fight, they suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone was puzzled for a while, but saw that the two of them were no longer there.
Appeared and felt relieved.
So a lot of people came over, onlookers, those doing the autopsy, and even relatives of the deceased who were touching the corpse and crying bitterly - it was like a sudden disaster, and the relatives who were around not long ago were gone all of a sudden, how could they not cry!
In the corner of a small hotel in the city, there were three people sitting at a table. A young man with white hair and white eyebrows and an imposing figure, a middle-aged fat man, tall, honest and kind, and a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old was lying on the table.
While sleeping, a pair of fox ears on the top of his head twitched from time to time.
It's strange to say that these three people look so special, but the diners coming and going ignore them, as if they don't exist.
"I thought you would take action. It's not your style to not kill evil when you see it." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Could it be that you have been in seclusion for two hundred years and finally understood the difference between good and evil, and you have been doing nothing good ever since?
Have you forgotten your love?"
The young man snorted disdainfully and asked: "It's not your style to ignore death, so why are you still sitting here?"
"I'm here to save you." The middle-aged man chuckled and pointed towards the city wall.
As he pointed, the wall of the hotel suddenly lit up, like a big screen, reflecting the situation on the city wall.
A man who looked exactly the same as a middle-aged man in appearance, attire, and temperament walked up to the people who were crying on the corpse and advised: "Don't cry, don't cry, you are not dead yet, there is still hope."
Everyone just thought he was talking nonsense - each of these people had been penetrated by the sword light, either their bodies and heads were separated or their hearts were broken. There was no way to save them!
Seeing that everyone was ignoring him, the middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, took out a big pot like magic, and sighed: "The bowl is filled with dirt, so I have to use the pot..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and five or six corpses suddenly flew up and landed in the pot one after another.
It's strange to say that no matter how big the pot is, it can fit so many corpses into it, and it's not even full.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, and they were all at a loss.
The middle-aged man ignored them, took out a wine gourd, poured a lot of wine into the pot, then covered the pot lid, and with a pinch of his fingers, a fire suddenly lit up at the bottom of the pot, apparently he was going to cook it with wine.
After a while, an old woman came over frightened and asked in a low voice uneasily: "Immortal... Immortal Chief, my son... can he really be saved?"
"What good does it do me to lie to you?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Then... how do you put it in a pot and cook it?" The old woman became more courageous and asked, "Wouldn't it be cooked just by cooking it?"
"Then what's the solution? I'll save you like this. Or you can find someone who has other solutions?"
The old woman shook her head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "No! No! Please use your magical power to save my son's life! I am willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay the immortal!"
As she said this, all the family members of the deceased, including her, knelt down and kowtowed.
The middle-aged man sighed, and with a wave of his hand, his soft breath helped everyone stand up.
"I don't like people kowtowing to me, so just wait and see."
So people waited patiently and uneasily.
The news soon spread like wildfire in the city, and residents hurriedly came from all directions to see the excitement. For a time, the city wall was surrounded by a sea of people, three levels below and three outside.
But the middle-aged man completely ignored these onlookers and just looked at the pot intently.
Flames were rising under the pot, and broth seemed to be boiling in the pot. The aroma of wine had already overflowed, and gradually the whole city was enveloped in the aroma of wine.
In the small hotel, the white-haired young man snorted disdainfully: "Pretend to be a ghost!"
"It can't be considered just pretending. Are there any differences between gods and ghosts like my generation?" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Whether it's a sword god or a kitchen god, aren't you and I the same as humans?"
"Who cares about those incense offerings? Annoying!"
The middle-aged man shook his head, wiped away the picture on the wall with a wave of his hand, and looked down at a bowl of fish soup on the table: "Okay, okay, if you're not interested over there, just look over here. There's already a fight."
Already."
"What's so interesting about children fighting?" the young man said, but his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the bowl.
The battle between Wu Jie and Luo Che has become more and more intense. The two sword lights are constantly chasing and turning in the air, and there are many colorful lights all over the air. The murderous intent is hidden in the gorgeousness.
Wu Jie was secretly frightened and realized that he still underestimated Luo Che.
This thief "Queen Bee" who has been in the northwest for many years is indeed very capable. Not only is his swordsmanship superb, he also has an endless supply of various treasures, which is simply dizzying.
For example, right now, there are more than a dozen flying knives chasing behind him. As long as he flies a little slower, these flying knives can catch up with him, forcing him to increase his speed to the fastest.
The speed of the sword is so fast that it is almost beyond Wu Jie's control. Fortunately, his swordsmanship is not superb in the first place. He only has straightforward routines. Even if he speeds up, it is not a big problem. But the speed of the sword is not a big problem.
The sword's consumption of true energy is astonishing. If he hadn't been able to replenish his true energy with the help of the spiritual platform in the world of heavenly books, the true energy in his body would have begun to run out at this moment.
From the beginning of the war to the present, Luo Che made several attempts but was defeated one after another by Wu Jie. At this moment, he was completely frightened. While escaping with his sword, he continued to sacrifice various magical weapons. I don’t know what he has searched for over the years.
How much, in just a short period of time, more than a dozen different magic weapons have been used.
When the war first started, he originally wanted to defeat the enemy head-on, so he sacrificed a set of four red orbs. Once these orbs were sacrificed, they turned into four fireballs the size of human heads and blasted fiercely at Wu Jie.
come over.
Wu Jie didn't care. He was an expert at playing with fire. How could he be afraid of just four fireballs? As a result, the sword light met the fireballs, and they suddenly exploded and turned into a red. Then seven or eight rays of light radiated from the red.
come even if
He reacted quickly and was also concentrated by two of them. Although he could not break through the defense of the invisible sword and sword light, the sword light buzzed. It even made him dizzy and dizzy, and his internal organs were in severe pain.
He suffered serious internal injuries.
Luo Che used flames to block Wu Jie's sight, and then used a powerful magic weapon to sneak attack!
This move was extremely powerful, and if Wu Jie wasn't very capable, he would have died instantly.
After being injured, Wu Jie was furious, but he calmed down again. He carefully kept a distance from Luo Che, protected his body with sword light, and performed the Fire Dharma. The fires shot out like sharp arrows. He wanted to shoot like
He shot Roche to death like a bird.
Luo Che originally planned that this move would be able to severely injure Wu Jie even if it could not kill him, but he did not expect that Wu Jie would become even more vicious after being injured. Every move he made would be a series of rockets. These rockets were extremely fast and naturally not too powerful.
Where to go? He would never dare to catch these rockets with his injured and exhausted body, so he had to keep dodging.
His swordsmanship is extremely good. After the human sword merges into one, it turns into a turquoise sword light. It is not difficult to avoid it. I can't help but feel a little annoyed in my heart - I should have known that this kid actually has nothing but that weird fire shield.
With other powerful abilities, I shouldn’t have run away in the first place!
If he had fought to the death in a condition that was still intact at that time, he would have killed this kid long ago!
His idea was good, but he greatly underestimated Wu Jie and the power of the Fire Department Zhengfa.
Seeing that the rocket could not achieve its goal, Wu Jie sneered and changed his tactics. He put his hands together, blew into his palms, then rubbed his hands and threw them away.
With this scattering, countless sparks were scattered, they collided with each other in the air, and quickly merged into more than ten birds made of flames, flying towards Luo Che.
These flying birds are quite smart and can turn around, unlike rockets that never come back. And Wu Jie did not stop just like that, and then created a second batch and a third batch of flying birds...
Seeing the firebirds being created continuously, Luo Che was immediately shocked. Not daring to wait for these firebirds to form a large scale, he hurriedly took out a dark green bamboo stick and threw it, which instantly turned into a sea of bamboo, blocking all the firebirds.
outside.
This bamboo sea is quite strange. Firebirds hit each other and exploded, but they couldn't ignite them. They just blew up the branches and leaves one by one, but the bamboo sea continued to grow, as if it was going to fill the entire lake.
Similar.
Even if Wu Jie didn't know what the opponent was playing, he still knew that he couldn't let the sea of bamboo really occupy the lake, otherwise it would be extremely detrimental to him, so he took out a black bead from the trophy he had just obtained not long ago.
——Those trophies have been sorted by Jasmine and can be accessed at any time.
The origin of this bead is unknown, but it contains infinite power of thunder and lightning, so it is obviously not an ordinary thing. As soon as it is released, it turns into endless thunder, almost covering the entire sky.
After Wu Jie threw the bead, he hurriedly retreated to avoid being hit by the lightning. In this way, he still received one or two lightning strikes, which made his body hurt slightly.
When Luo Che saw the thunder in the sky, he was filled with anger and hatred - this bead is called "Tian Lei Zi", it is a one-time powerful magic weapon made by Lian Gang monks by collecting the aftermath of thunder. He originally bought it at a high price.
To protect Li Ziyun.
Li Ziyun didn't have time to use it, so he died in the Fudo Fire Realm. As a result, Lei Zi became Wu Jie's trophy on this day, and Luo Che himself had to suffer the consequences.
Fortunately, he was also prepared. On one side, he hid in the bamboo sea and used the bamboo sea to weaken the power of the sky thunder. On the other side, he raised an earth-yellow shield and turned it into a piece of rock to cover his body.
The thunder exploded continuously, causing the sky to shatter and the sun and moon to dim. It exploded into white waves in the lake, and the bones of giant beasts were scattered and shattered. The bamboo sea was shattered layer by layer by it. After a while, all the time was used up and turned into two pieces.
When the bamboo stick fell, only the yellow mountain rock could resist it. Despite the wild thunder, it remained motionless.
When the lightning disappeared, before Wu Jie had time to take action again, he saw countless green and white rays of light coming towards him, overwhelming the sky and almost filling the entire sky.
Wu Jie didn't have time to think about it and used all his strength to activate the sword light to protect himself. He only heard the clanging sound. He was hit by countless attacks in an instant. His whole body was pushed back continuously and flew several miles in one breath.
This treasure was one of the things Luo Che kept at the bottom of the box, and it was called the "Wan Luo Needle". Back then, he had a good relationship with an unscrupulous disciple of the Xuanmen Daluo Sect, and exchanged several treasures for this treasure that could only be used once.
I planned to change it a little bit, but that disciple had already died at the Three Religion Martial Arts Competition and was torn into pieces by a Demon Sect disciple.
The Ten Thousand Luo Needles are originally treasures used by monks who refine their skills. As a monk who has achieved a hundred refinements, Luo Che must cast the spell for a long time to stimulate the potential in his body before he can display it. Moreover, he cannot control it after it is cast. In a small place
The space is okay, but if it is used in an open place, most of the thousands of flying needles will be shot into the air.
This time the terrain was suitable, so he spurted out several mouthfuls of his life essence and blood, forcing the magic weapon to activate, hoping to shoot Wu Jie into a sieve to relieve the hatred in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, but the thousands of flying needles were finally exhausted, and they all crashed against the jade-like mountain wall with a clanging sound. Wu Jie was silent over there.
Luo Che emerged from under the cracked rock shield and couldn't help laughing.
But as soon as he laughed, he felt an extremely strong sense of crisis. Without thinking about it, he ran away and escaped Wu Jie's sneak attack with the invisible sword at the critical moment.
At that moment, Wu Jie saw that the situation was not good, so he ducked into the milky white lake water. With the help of the power of the lake water, he slightly weakened the power of the infinite flying needle, and thus escaped disaster.
While in the lake, Wu Jie had an idea in his mind, and used the invisible sword to hide himself again, hoping to assassinate his opponent. Unfortunately, his murderous intent was revealed when he attacked, and Luo Che finally noticed him, and his success fell short.
Luo Che didn't expect that Wu Jie could survive the Wanluo Needle, and he didn't expect that his sword light would have such a powerful concealment effect. He was so frightened that he hurriedly ran away with his sword light, and then sacrificed various treasures one after another.
He got up and wanted to use these treasures to grind Wu Jie to death.
At this moment, some of the arrogance he had just aroused had disappeared, and he recalled the fear of being chased by Wu Jie for several days and nights, and even his body was trembling slightly.
Under this situation, if those treasures were not so many and powerful, and his sword control skills were so good, Wu Jie would have been unable to catch up with him at the turning point, and he would have caught up with him and killed him with the sword.
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But no matter how many treasures there are, they will eventually run out; no matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is, there will eventually be a time when his true energy runs out.
After a while, with a desperate scream, Luo Chelian was severely cut off by Wu Jie with the light of his sword, turning into a rain of blood and falling into the milky white lake.
Until he died, he still held the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl in his hand, but he no longer had enough energy to activate it.
Wu Jie stopped the light of his sword and stood in the air, panting like an ox.
Although his energy was still sufficient, his energy was exhausted too much. At this moment, he felt exhausted and wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep for a few days and nights.
Since he started cultivating immortality, Luo Che has been the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.
This northwest opera thief is far superior to ordinary monks in terms of his magic power, swordsmanship and wealth. If Wu Jie hadn't been so capable, he would have been the only one who died. And after this fierce fight, even Wu Jie was far stronger than ordinary monks.
Strong, by the time he was killed, he had already exhausted all his energy.
But Wu Jie did not fall down. Instead, he took a deep breath and looked up to the sky, laughing wildly.
