Chapter 567: Sword Diagram Space, White Tiger Tribe’s Sneak Attack
In an instant, the iron rod and the red flame sword clashed!
With a bang, golden and red spiritual light surged and swept across all directions.
The two figures quickly retreated, taking six or seven steps back almost simultaneously before stopping.
At this time, the various martial sects on the Dachu side also put away their flying sword magic weapons and paid attention to the city.
Meng Wei glanced at the mixed iron rod in his hand and found that there was a knife mark nearly an inch deep. His expression suddenly changed and he said solemnly: "As expected, he is the leader of the Holy Fire Cult. The long sword in his hand is a fifth-level magic weapon.
admire!"
The implication is that Xuanyangzi relied on divine weapons to win.
Xuanyangzi smiled faintly and said: "This Lieyang Sword was the weapon of the Lieyang Sword King eight hundred years ago. It's a pity that the soul of the sword has been destroyed, otherwise you will definitely die with the sword just now!"
The soul of the sword has been destroyed, so it is naturally not a fifth-level magic weapon. It is at most similar to the Hanjiao Sword. If a powerful weapon spirit of the fifth-level Yang God level invades Meng Wei's soul, it will naturally be inevitable and death will be inevitable. Even so, this
Fire magic weapons are extremely powerful, and the additional scorching real fire can easily damage ordinary fourth-level magic weapons.
"retreat!"
Meng Wei sneered, as if he was dismissive, and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Shi Wenzong had no choice but to retreat.
The two returned to the commander's banner, and Shi Wenzong said: "Barbarian King, why didn't you take the opportunity to attack just now? I just took a look and found that there are only eight strong Wu Zong people on the city wall, which is far inferior to us. With our strength, we can definitely win in one fell swoop."
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Meng Wei shook his head and said: "What if this is what they want us to think? The Holy Fire Sect is one of the seven sects in Jiuzhou and the first sect in Yanzhou. There are many masters in the sect, including the four holy envoys and many elders.
There are more than a dozen powerful martial artists out there, not to mention the Nangong family, Zhennan Prince's Mansion, etc. There are more than just these powerful martial artists. We just lost two martial arts warriors in a row, and our morale has been greatly reduced. This is not a good opportunity to go to war. We want to
If we want to fight, we must wait for a sure-fire opportunity, so that we can destroy the Chu army in one fell swoop and make the Chu army fearful and have to appease us."
Wen Xianhua, the leader of the Poison Tribe, nodded and said, "What the Barbarian King said is reasonable, but what about the timing?"
Meng Wei waved his hand, and a yellow soundproof air mask enveloped the three clan leaders, and then quietly told the opportunity.
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and then the army took shape on the spot, waiting for the opportunity.
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At this time, Xuanyangzi also returned to the city gate.
Li Yangzi looked puzzled and said: "Junior brother, why didn't you take action to keep this person just now? This Barbarian King is the number one master of the Southern Barbarians. If you kill him, the others will be useless."
Everyone else also looked at Xuanyangzi.
It's not that Xuanyangzi doesn't want to, it's that he can't! In the head-to-head fight with swords and sticks just now, he actually didn't gain the upper hand. The tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and his blood was boiling. Moreover, the blazing sword intent that he slashed into the opponent's sea of consciousness was also like
The mud cow entered the sea and disappeared without a trace. Obviously, the opponent was not only good at refining the physical body, but also had unfathomable spiritual cultivation. However, of course, he could not tell these things to avoid damaging morale. Therefore, he said lightly: "This person has reached the pinnacle of refining the golden body.
, it’s useless for you to take action. I still have important things to do, so I’ll come as soon as I can. You be careful and alert!”
Yan Yangzi was about to ask what was going on, but he saw a flash of red light and the person had disappeared into the distance.
At this time, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and finally refined most of the soul power of the wild giant elephant demon soul. The weak demon soul was thrown out by him and was swept into the underworld by the evil wind. And those refined spirits
He also refined the pure Wutu soul power into a yellow seal, which was about as powerful as a Yimu spear.
At this time, Ling Feng's two great martial souls have both entered the late stage of the Martial Sect, and are assisted by the Yimu Spear, so the refining speed is naturally very fast. However, if you want these divine soul magic weapons to exert their true power, you also need to practice the divine refining techniques with corresponding attributes.
At this time, Han Yue, who was standing by, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you okay?"
Ling Feng shook his head and said: "It's okay, I just lost some soul power."
Immediately, Zhou Yanyu came over and said with a smile: "This time, I would like to thank Brother Lin for killing the wild giant elephant. Otherwise, the city gate will not be saved. I will definitely ask the Holy Master for you!"
In fact, he did not expect that Ling Feng could really kill the wild giant elephant. At this time, he had already classified Ling Feng's combat power into the late Wuzong's ranking level.
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Thank you very much. I have suffered a lot from my cultivation just now. I need to rest and meditate to recover. I'll say goodbye!"
After he finished speaking, he stepped off the city wall in a flash.
Fan Yang looked at Ling Feng's back, feeling uncomfortable mentally.
Next to him, Yan Yangzi said lightly: "Don't be envious. Combat strength is combat strength, and cultivation is cultivation. They cannot be confused. You are a martial sect with a lifespan of at least 400 years, and he is still in the innate realm. This is a fact. Besides, a
It may not be a good thing if a person behaves too evilly. One step at a time, and a down-to-earth approach, you may not be able to reach the realm of the King of Martial Arts!"
Fan Yang suddenly woke up and his heart was filled with fighting spirit again. He bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"
Nearby, in a private house.
Ling Feng sat on the meditation futon and began to summarize his gains. Although he did not obtain the inner elixir and demon body from killing the wild elephant this time, he gained a lot.
First, the Canglang Ten Thousand Swords Diagram was upgraded to LV7. He checked it and found that the proficiency level was 102360/320000.
The seventh level of this skill is the sword map realm, which is also the last level of the grandmaster realm. At this time, Ling Feng's Xuanshui martial spirit has been condensed into a sword map. The sword formation is engraved in the sword map, forming a space of its own.
The space is not large, only a dozen cubic meters, and it can only bind spirits, ghosts and other spiritual bodies.
This space is created automatically through the cultivation method. It can be continuously strengthened and expanded, and it will surely have unlimited power in the future.
Other rewards include chivalry points and inner elixir fragments, divine soul magic weapons, personal mission completion improvements for legendary missions, court merits, etc.
As for the two inner elixir fragments, he is not in a hurry to refine them. At this time, his two martial souls have consumed a lot of soul power. The battle is about to break out in front of him, and he needs to return to his best condition.
Therefore, he took out a white jade bottle, which turned out to be a true water bottle dropped by the tree demon incarnation. It was only a top-quality magic weapon, but it contained three thousand kilograms of ice-cold true water.
At this time, Ling Feng's Xuanshui Martial Soul had consumed a lot of its soul power, so it absorbed a small part of it, refined it, and slowly restored its soul power.
The water spirit energy contained in this ice true water is much purer than the Guishui spirit liquid, and the soul power is quickly restored.
Immediately, Ling Feng collected the true water bottle, took out the Xuanyin bottle, and used the Xuanyin soul to refine the Xuanyin true water to restore his soul power.
After a while, Ling Feng's condition returned to full state.
At this time, a figure in white hurriedly rushed in.
Ling Feng put away the Xuanyin bottle and said, "Sister Yue, what happened?"
Han Yue looked anxious and said: "The North City Gate was attacked by the White Tiger Tribe, with heavy casualties and great danger. The Barbarian King Meng Wei led his troops to attack again. The Governor asks you to go to the north to stop the White Tiger Tribe."
"good!"
Ling Feng said solemnly, he knew that this was a critical situation, and I'm afraid it was also a test to find out what his trump card was. However, he was also happy that he didn't have to worry about a little trophy.