"Elder brother, be careful of the illusion. Within the illusion, he has the strength of the Natural Selection Realm."
"Elder brother, you have to be careful of the Dao pattern arrow in his hand. Only the original Dao pattern can stop it. The inherited Dao pattern is vulnerable to a blow."
Seeing the fighting begin, Lin Kun's second son and third son quickly reminded them.
Lin Kun, the first disciple, made some observations and understood Zhao Chu's trump card.
Sneered.
Lin Kun's chief disciple flicked his sleeves, and countless black smoke swordsmen disappeared into thin air.
After being reminded by his two junior brothers, it was certainly impossible for Lin Kun's first disciple to allow the Black Smoke Swordsman to counteract the power of the original Dao Mark.
"The eleven disciples of Qing Jie, you will definitely lose this time."
"To tell you the truth, my senior brother has cultivated 39 Taoist patterns, 11 of which are original Taoist patterns. If our judgment is correct, you should only have 6 original Taoist patterns!"
Lin Kun, the second son, is not stupid either. Although his cultivation has been abolished, he has already figured out the details of Zhao Chu during the fight just now.
"Elder brother, his shortcoming is that his true energy is not as good as the real natural selection state. As long as his true energy is exhausted, his illusion will be destroyed."
"That's right, senior brother, this guy is extremely fast and his whereabouts are elusive. He should be the magical power of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land. You have to be careful."
Lin Kun Sanzi also reminded.
"Avoid the empty step?"
Afterwards, Lin Kun's first disciple looked at Zhao Chu and asked calmly. As a natural choice approaching the Wenyuan realm, he took his time.
"If it's a false step, maybe I really can't help you."
"Let's do this. The old man will destroy your illusion first, and then I will capture you after your cultivation level has declined to Nascent Soul!"
Lin Kun's first disciple waved his sleeves.
Rumble!
The 13 inherited Dao patterns, like 13 dark dragons, suddenly swept towards every corner of the illusion. Black smoke burst out along the way, and they were the black smoke swordsmen who were destroyed one by one.
Although the Black Smoke Swordsman will reorganize, each time he reorganizes, Zhao Chu's true energy will be consumed.
The analysis of these three people was correct. The reason why Zhao Chu's illusion existed was because of the black smoke swordsmen. Every black smoke swordsman was his precious true energy.
In other words, Zhao Chu has smelted four Ten Thousand Refining Elemental Weapons, and other Nascent Souls are simply unable to control such a terrifying illusion.
…
Rumble!
Rumble!
Before I knew it, three minutes passed.
Everyone can see that Zhao Chu's illusion is already a bit illusory.
From the beginning to the end, Lin Kun's first disciple did not move even one step. He was calm and confident, and just looked at Zhao Chu leisurely.
This kind of calmness is like looking down at the beasts in the trap and strategizing.
Opposite him, Zhao Chu also faced off calmly.
Zhao Chu didn't even use the Dao Mark Arrow. He seemed to have already understood that he would never be his opponent.
From the beginning, I had no desire to fight.
…
Weird!
The people watching the battle from the outside were full of surprise!
What is going on?
Zhao Chu clearly wanted to challenge Lin Kun's leader, but he couldn't make a move or shoot an arrow, and just stayed in a daze.
unreasonable.
In a few minutes, his illusion will surely dissipate.
Chao Hongqian and Zhu Sanfu were also confused.
This little junior brother, is he playing here?
Everyone knows you will lose, but if you make a symbolic move, it will be an honor even if you lose.
certainly.
They were not worried about Zhao Chu's safety.
Since Mu Jueshan took action personally, he would not put Zhao Chu's life in danger.
…
"Little one, although I don't know what this comfort value is, nor do I understand what the comfort value means to you."
"But I know that you have woken up and are just pretending to be dead."
"If I die here today, I don't think you can survive either."
Zhao Chu stood in the center of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords, seemingly motionless, but his mind was engaged in a difficult negotiation.
…
"The comfort value is reduced by 3 points, you dare to threaten your parents."
The sibilant voice is always so annoying.
…
"It has been three minutes. The illusion of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords is about to disappear. My patience is limited. Let me ask you one last question, can you wake up immediately?"
Zhao Chu took a deep breath.
After three minutes of coercion and inducement, this little thing couldn't get enough of it, and Zhao Chu had gradually lost his patience.
"Oh, for the sake of my son's pleading, although my father has not completely recovered to his peak, he can barely wake up!"
As if sensing Zhao Chu's impatience, the New Year painting doll finally stretched its waist, as if it had just woken up.
If you don't hate it at heart, the little gesture of rubbing your eyes is quite cute.
"You finally woke up?"
Zhao Chu sneered.
"Yes, my father woke up. Tell me, what's the matter with waking my father up?"
The New Year painting doll rubbed its eyes, dazed.
"Are you blind? I am now facing a desperate situation. The other party has 11 original Taoist patterns, but I only have 6."
"If I want to break through his defense, I need 6 more Origin Dao Patterns."
Zhao Chu suppressed his anger and said.
"Um!"
The New Year painting doll put its hands behind its back and stared at Lin Kun's disciple seriously.
"Son, repeat what you said!"
Then, the New Year painting doll gritted its baby teeth and looked more solemnly.
"I need 6 original Taoist patterns."
Zhao Chu explained patiently.
"What I said is, repeat the previous sentence!"
New Year Painting Doll Road.
"You...are you talking to me here about cross talk?"
Zhao Chu's pupils turned cold.
He asked before: You finally woke up!
If you draw a doll this year, you will definitely say that you are not awake.
Thousands of years of shit.
"I'm not talking about cross talk. My father really didn't wake up. He is sleepwalking now. If you don't believe it, just look at it and he will fall asleep again soon!"
After saying that, the New Year painting doll fell down and fell asleep.
"I will count to three, and after three seconds, I will explode myself immediately."
"If my guess is correct, you won't live long if I die."
After Zhao Chu finished speaking, the four Ten Thousand Refining Elemental Weapons buzzed and trembled.
"Wait a minute, kid. The old man across from you is really hateful. It will be great to get 6 marks for my father, and then you and I, father and son, will join hands to kill him. How quick it will be."
Before Zhao Chu could start counting down, the New Year Painting Doll suddenly stood up.
He stretched out his arms like lotus roots.
Rumble!
Zhao Chu raised his head slightly, and sure enough, the dark divine eye in the sky fell from the sky.
As long as this divine pupil wants to appear, it will come directly to you no matter what time, place, or even what kind of building blocks you.
But in the eyes of others, the existence of the divine pupil cannot be seen.
In other words, this is his own exclusive understanding. When the New Year Painting Doll goes to catch the Dao pattern, it is regarded as Zhao Chu's understanding.
…
now!
In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Chu's illusion became more and more illusory, but he remained firm and motionless.
Lin Kun's chief disciple opposite had a sneer on his face.
He didn't expect that the eleven Qing Jie disciples, who had shown off their power just now and did not know whether to live or die, would not dare to move at all at this moment.
Regarding the divine pupil, it is impossible for others to see it.
…
"This time, thank you!"
Zhao Chu could feel that the six lines of Dao lines had exhausted the New Year doll and even damaged his vitality.
"When a father and son are together, why bother talking about these useless things."
"Remember, if you want to get ahead, being a father requires a lot of comfort points. Alas, the next time you wake up, it will be more difficult than this time... I'm overdrawn."
The New Year painting doll was shaky and unsteady.
"What's your name anyway."
Then, Zhao Chu asked hurriedly.
"Zhao Chu..."
"Not this, your real name!"
Seeing that this guy was taking advantage again, Zhao Chu quickly stopped him.
"My real name is Zhao Chu, his father, but I have a nickname for your father... called Cerebellar Ax."
The New Year painting doll fans stared, shook their heads, and couldn't sit still.
"What ax?"
Zhao Chu was stunned!
"The cerebellar ax is the brain axe... ho ho ho ho... the brain ax of the king of beasts... Do you understand? Idiot son!"
Seeing that Zhao Chu didn't understand, the New Year painting doll danced and imitated the ferocious appearance of a tiger.
"Little, little, little tiger?"
"Why the hell don't you call me Xiaowudui?"
Zhao Chu felt that his tooth hurt.
"You are Xiaowudui, and your whole family is Xiaowudui. No, I am Cerebellum, and you are also an even smaller Cerebellum."
Cerebellum Ax's face was filled with anger.
"Okay, go to sleep now, or I'll give you a blow to the brain."
Zhao Chu was too lazy to deal with this cerebellum ax anymore.
…
"Eleven disciples of Qing Jie, if there is no accident, your illusion will disappear in one minute. Are you really not prepared to resist a move?"
Finally, the strange silence made Lin Kun's first disciple feel a little uncomfortable.
He Yaoyao looked at Zhao Chu and couldn't help but ask.
"Are you so anxious to find death?"
Zhao Chu smiled calmly.
"Young people are indeed impetuous and like to brag."
"I want to know, what are you using to kill me?"
Lin Kun's first disciple had a sneer on his face.
"If my guess is correct, you should have nothing except Dao Wen."
"You haven't practiced any of the magical powers that the Natural Selection Realm should have, and you have never participated in the fighting that the Natural Selection Realm should have."
Suddenly, Zhao Chu sat down cross-legged, and a dozen black smoke swordsmen carried tables and chairs over to him. Zhao Chu made himself a pot of tea for the first time.
With a flick of the finger, boiling water fell from the sky.
The aroma of tea overflows, making your mouth water.
"Haha, nonsense. Only people who know nothing about natural selection will waste their time cultivating useless magical powers."
"Only in the Wenyuan Realm can the true power of Dao Marks be displayed. Everything in the Natural Selection Realm is just the foundation. Just like today, there are 39 Dao Marks. I stand here and let you attack me. What can you do to me?
"
Lin Kun's first disciple looked proud.
"It is precisely because of your arrogance that you will lose completely today!"
Zhao Chu blew a breath of hot air and slowly raised his head, like an elegant scholar.
People like Lin Kun, the first disciple, are actually paranoid to the extreme. In order to save time, except for having many Dao patterns, everything else remains in the Nascent Soul realm.
Even the supernatural powers of Nascent Soul Realm were fooled by him.
Cultivation, in the eyes of such people, only cultivation is the only thing that they don't understand about fighting.
Bo!
Bo!
At this moment, transparent cracks began to appear on the barrier of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords above Zhao Chu.
Under the raging legacy of Lin Kun's first disciple, most of the black smoke swordsman in the illusion has dissipated.
"I'm very curious. You can't sustain your illusion for even 50 seconds. How can you be so leisurely and relaxed that you can still drink tea?"
Zhao Chu's leisurely and contented attitude made Lin Kun a little surprised.
"After killing for so long, I feel a little thirsty after all."
"You also said that my illusion will dissipate in 50 seconds."
"And to kill you..."
Zhao Chu gently put down the tea cup.
"10 seconds...more than enough!"
Zhao Chu looked up.
The color of heaven and earth changes.
I don't know when, in the four directions of Lin Kun's first disciple, east, west, north and south, there stood four indifferent figures in black robes.
Four Zhao Chus, with their bows and arrows drawn, their hair flying wildly.
On each bow, there are three dark arrows with Dao patterns.