Chapter 110: Suppressing the Foundation Establishment
"What kind of proof do you want?" Sun Huo clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he could smell the dangerous smell in the air.
"I am guarding this secret building. I am always sleepy every day and my body is exhausted. Why don't you knock me down? Even if you complete the task, I will give you your freedom. How about that?" Mr. Sun's eyes flashed.
With a hint of cunning, he casually picked up Sun Huo's jade slip and tossed it around.
Hearing this, Sun Huo was stunned for a while, and then his face was full of disbelief. He didn't know what Mr. Sun's specific cultivation level was, but he should undoubtedly be a foundation-building monk.
Although he put a lot of thought into fighting skills, he never thought that he would be able to defeat his opponent by leapfrogging.
Although seeing the old man playing with his jade slips made him feel very unhappy, Sun Huo still suppressed the idea. At this juncture, it was not appropriate to have a conflict over such a trivial matter.
Sun Huo suddenly realized that his reaction just now was too extreme. It was because he had exposed his thoughts, otherwise he would not have attracted such absurd demands.
"Old Sun is joking. How can I be your opponent with my little cultivation? Besides, fighting is strictly prohibited in this city. I don't want to be taken away and severely punished by law enforcement officials for this." Sun Huo waved his hand quickly.
, said with a smile.
A wisp of cold wind suddenly blew by, and Sun Huo felt a burning pain on his face. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and found that he had been cut and bleeding.
Just now, he only saw Mr. Sun suddenly catching the jade slip and clasping it on the table, and then flicked his fingers. Unexpectedly, he suddenly took action against himself.
"What do you think now? Do you want to accept the proposal I just made?" Sun Laoban lowered his head and said calmly.
Sun Huo suddenly felt bad when the old man attacked him so brazenly, but he did not get carried away by this provocative move.
Knowing that there was no way he could fight against the old man in front of him, Sun Huo suddenly bent his legs and kicked off, and immediately shot backwards, preparing to escape from this weird Tianji Tower immediately.
While he was still in mid-air, Sun Huo suddenly froze. After landing, he did not jump up again, but slowly stood up.
Just now, he saw that the old man did not continue to attack him, but quickly shot a magic formula into the ground, and the restrictions in the building were suddenly activated.
In just two or three breaths, a layer of white light spread from the ground under the old man's feet and quickly climbed up the surrounding walls of the hall. Even the four wooden pillars where the jade slips were hung were covered and protected.
Get up.
Although Sun Huo had a lot of questions at this time, he also knew that he had no chance to ask questions.
"Since the senior is 'kindly inviting', the junior can only refuse to be respectful." Sun Huo squeezed his fingers and made a noise, his expression suddenly became cold, like a beast that chooses people to devour.
Seeing the change in Sun Huo's momentum, Mr. Sun was secretly surprised. His actions seemed to have completely angered him, and he was able to release such cold murderous intent.
From this point of view, this Jin Jiuwu is really not a simple person. He has not experienced harsh fighting, and even a cultivator will not behave like this, but it also shows that he has good potential and is worth absorbing.
A good seedling.
"Very good, it seems you still have a brain, let's get started." Sun Laowei squinted his eyes and snapped his fingers.
With a crisp "pop" sound, Sun Huo's feet suddenly became empty and he fell down unexpectedly.
The fall only lasted for a moment. Sun Huo felt as if he was cushioned by something, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, he could no longer think about anything else, and quickly stood up straight and opened up his punching posture.
Looking around, Sun Huo was surprised to find that Tianji Building actually had such an open underground space. It was more than five feet high and about twenty feet in size. However, at this time, everything above, below, left, and right was covered by light curtains. For a moment,
You can't get out for a while.
At this moment, Mr. Sun stepped on a disc magic weapon, slowly descended from it, stopped a few feet above the ground, and looked down at Sun Huo.
Flying magic weapon!
Sun Huo could tell at a glance the type of magic weapon at Mr. Sun's feet, and the quality was quite high.
Flying magic weapons on the market usually only have such a simple function as flying, but their price is basically that of a mid-level magic weapon. In addition, the flying speed is not satisfactory, and it can only run like a horse.
That’s pretty much it.
Therefore, as a casual cultivator, even if you are lucky enough to save some spiritual stones, you will only consider buying an offensive and defensive magic weapon to protect your body, and will not choose a flashy flying magic weapon.
If you really want to experience the feeling of flying, there is no alternative.
By practicing a spell called Air Control Technique, the immortal cultivator can stand firmly on the magic weapon and be carried by the magic weapon to fly with it. Of course, the quality of the magic weapon used to carry people not only determines whether it can carry the load
The weight of the caster also determines the flight height and speed. If it is too bad, it is just a joke.
Even if there is such a spell, casual cultivators will rarely practice it. After all, magic weapons are used to save lives, and they are naturally kept as treasures in normal times, so they will not be willing to step on them casually. p>
What Sun Huo cares about at this time is that to be able to possess such a flying magic weapon, Mr. Sun's status must be extraordinary, and cannot be compared to those ordinary storekeepers.
More importantly, with the help of the flying magic weapon to leave the ground, Mr. Sun's range of activities has been greatly increased, and he can avoid attacks more flexibly.
Fortunately, this space is not that high, and Sun Huo is not unable to launch attacks.
Seeing that Sun Huo did not take out the magic weapon to prepare, but instead put on a fighting posture, Mr. Sun was no longer surprised. Instead, he had more expectations in his eyes, wanting to see what special surprises he could bring. Sun Huo paid full attention to the actions of Mr. Sun on the opposite side, and suddenly started to sprint. There was no other magic weapon with him to test remotely, so he could only close the distance directly and wait for an opportunity to take action.
Seeing Sun Huo rushing forward without even using a defensive spell, Mr. Sun was a little confused, but he immediately pulled out a folding fan and unfolded it with a crisp sound, revealing a picture of snowy mountains and rivers.
Mr. Sun held a paper fan in one hand, faced Sun Huo, and gently fanned out.
A cold wind suddenly burst out from the fan, mixed with dots of ice crystals, whistling straight ahead and sweeping away.
Sun Huo was startled when he saw such a menacing attack. The toes of his right foot touched the ground a little, and his whole body suddenly rolled in mid-air and dodged to the side.
Sun Huo landed on the ground, lying prone like a cat, pressing his hands and feet on the ground without making a sound. Looking back to his side, he saw that where the cold wind had just swept through, a thin layer of
Ice surface.
Sun Huo frowned, and immediately jumped out, running quickly towards Mr. Sun's position again.
And Mr. Sun seemed to have seen through Sun Huo's purpose. Yuanpan was flying left and right with him, always controlling the distance between the two to within ten feet.
After Sun Lao fanned out seven or eight fans, less than half of the ground in this underground space was covered by thin ice.
Such a situation becomes increasingly disadvantageous for Sun Huo, who can only run on the ground. Once his feet slip when he lands, the consequences can be imagined.
Seeing that he could never close the distance with Mr. Sun, Sun Huo had no choice but to resort to his last resort.
He no longer rushed directly towards Mr. Sun, but instead circled to the side. After running for a short distance, Sun Huo suddenly stopped and squatted down, and then suddenly shot out.
At this moment, Mr. Sun's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of danger suddenly surged up.
He saw Sun Huo approaching instantly in mid-air, and suddenly took out a wide black sword and slashed it diagonally at him.
There was no time to make other actions, Mr. Sun just subconsciously released his protective light shield, and then his whole body was blown away from the disc by a huge force, and hit the ground with a "plop".
Before Mr. Sun could figure out what had just happened, Sun Huo had already rushed forward and jumped up high again, raising his giant sword and about to cut him off on the head.
Barely using his magic power, Mr. Sun brushed his trembling right hand from the storage bag and pushed it forward. A bronze buckler suddenly enlarged and blocked it in front of him.
With a "clang" sound, the giant sword hit the round shield heavily, and then Sun Huo's legs fell on it and kicked hard, turning over in mid-air and retreating far away.
"What a cruel attack." Mr. Sun struggled to stand up, feeling that his whole body was sore and his bones were about to fall apart. His originally smooth clothes became wrinkled, and even his neatly combed hair became a little wrinkled.
Scattered.
Not only that, even the round shield that was just released to resist had a very shallow dent on the shield surface because the defensive spell on it was not activated.
Now he finally understood why Sun Huo had tried every means to get close to him from the beginning instead of taking out his magic weapon to fight.
An extremely rare power cultivator can indeed be considered a genius.
The sudden charge and heavy attack just now, if it weren't for the fact that as a monk in the foundation-building stage, I can instantly cast the body-protecting aura, I would have died in the first slash.
From Mr. Sun's point of view, unless there is a magic weapon to protect him in advance, as long as Sun Huo catches him and gets close, he will be killed.
Although the five-element shield activated by a qi-training monk using a talisman can block physical damage, it cannot completely absorb the impact of force.
And Sun Huo's ability to knock himself away with a sword also exceeded the endurance limit of ordinary shields. The extra impact will be borne by the cultivator himself.
Under such a heavy blow, not many immortal cultivators of the same level can still control their bodies and mana freely after suffering such a blow. They will only be shattered and killed by the second heavy blow.
Just when Mr. Sun wanted to stop, he found that Sun Huo's eyes were already red and he was slashing at him from a distance.