Don't you want to fight with me? Chen Taizhong sneered, raised his hand to wave his spear, and walked over slowly, "I want to see how amazing the magic sect's secret technique is."
"I can transfer this secret skill to you," Fei Qiu let the opponent approach without showing any intention to fight.
In fact, he killed these two people with the intention of blocking the news, "In exchange for my secret skills, you can practice skills... I can also produce twenty spiritual beings."
Chen Taizhong smiled slightly, smacked his lips, and felt more and more ashamed of him, "Tsk tsk... You made a great wish in front of Ming Tebai's tomb, and it just doesn't count?"
"Your strength has gained my approval," Fei Qiu replied seriously. At this time, the two corpses had been sucked dry by him and turned into a pile of powder.
He nodded slightly, seeming to be satisfied with the effect, "I have no intention of becoming your enemy. I believe Sister Ming also told you that I want to take a look at your skills."
"I promised others that I would take your life," Chen Taizhong sneered, jumped forward, raised his hand and stabbed you with a gun.
The battle between him and Ming Tebai was not very enjoyable because he had to guard against being attacked by others. Now that his energy and energy have returned to their peak state, he wants to see what is so great about the Level 2 Spirit Immortal.
Fei Qiu raised his trump card and resisted his attack easily, still saying, "I don't want to kill you. If I kill you, I won't get the skill... Are you sure you don't want to think about it?"
"There's nothing to consider," Chen Taizhong replied with a sneer. He added another three points of strength to his hand and attacked like a storm with his spear. "Use your secret magic skills. I'll give you a chance to give full play..."
Before he finished speaking, he fired three consciousness thorns in succession. The opponent's powerful defense shocked him so much that he was dizzy and his movements were a little deformed - the consciousness attack would definitely kill a thousand people and damage eight others.
Types of hundreds.
However, he was already prepared for this. After the battle with Ming Tebai, he had already understood the terror of the spirit immortals. Even though he had a headache and felt nauseous, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed the Red Dust Heavenly Lob.
"How dare you, little thief!" Fei Qiu was immediately enraged. His spiritual consciousness was stronger than Ming Tebai's, but even so, he was still dizzy by the sudden attack.
What's especially hateful is that the guy opposite doesn't have the demeanor of a famous figure at all. He talks grandly, but his actions are sinister and ruthless. "It turns out that he is a villain who relies on sneak attacks to get lucky!"
He was so angry that he forgot the original intention of asking for the skills. He raised his mace, rushed towards the snare, and shouted at the same time, "Hey... the blood cultivator appears!"
With this roar, his body suddenly expanded, bursting through his clothes in the blink of an eye, and expanded until he became a two-foot-tall giant before slowly stopping.
"Boy, take a punch from me!" Fei Qiu grinned ferociously, raised his hand and punched hard.
This skill is called "Blood Spirit Skill" and he got it accidentally. Because it is a magic cultivation method that requires the blood of monks to practice, he dare not let people know about it. He has never used it in fights with others.
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However, the reason why he was able to break through to the second level of Lingxian when he didn't have the appropriate skills was because of this method.
"Looking for death!" Chen Taizhong saw him coming to meet him empty-handed, so he twitched his spear and stabbed him hard.
The spear in his hand, according to Yu Wuyan, still belongs to ordinary soldiers, but there are countless dead souls under this spear. Even an immortal like Ming Tebai hates it. He really doesn't believe that the other party's fist can kill him.
gun.
There was a loud "boom", and Chen Taizhong's body flew backwards five to six meters, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
So strong! This was his first reaction, but he always got stronger with each defeat, so he kicked off his feet and rushed forward again.
However, just when he shook his hand and drew the gun, he realized that his whole body was limp. Not only was his rushing speed slow, but his movement of drawing the gun was also out of shape.
He clearly had a strong fighting spirit, but his body couldn't help it. At this moment, Chen Taizhong deeply realized what it meant to be "incompetent" - the fighting power of a second-level spirit immortal was beyond his reach.
What he didn't know was that by using the free balls of the Blood Spiritual Skill, he could even defeat mid-level immortals who were in poor condition.
Seeing the opponent's crooked and awkward attack with a spear, Fei Qiu couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and punched Chen Taizhong's spear, and Chen Taizhong's spear immediately flew out of his hand.
Then he took a step forward - these were long legs that were more than three meters long. Even without the black stockings, they were breathtaking.
With just one kick, Chen Taizhong flew into the air more than ten meters away, blood dripping down in the air as if it were free of charge.
Before he could hit the ground, Fei Qiu rushed up and punched him hard again, knocking him directly into the ground. He only heard a few crackling sounds, but several bones were broken.
"I was sincerely exchanging with you," Fei Lingxian grinned and punched again, "but...you deserve a beating, don't you? I can only choose to search for souls. You found them all yourself."
With a "pop" sound, Chen Taizhong spit out pieces in his mouth this time. It was because his internal organs were damaged, but there was a bright smile on his face, "Are you really sure that you won?"
"Of course, can you still make a comeback?" Fei Qiu put away his fist before continuing to punch. The next moment, he turned back suddenly and stared at the sky, "What's going on?"
The weapon he was refining was the embryo of a high-level magic weapon. He was currently collecting materials and planned to upgrade it to a primary spiritual weapon. How could such a quasi-spiritual weapon not be able to withstand a binding magic weapon?
The next moment, his consciousness suddenly shook again, and he knew that the guy behind him was making a sneak attack again.
But at this moment, he couldn't care about it anymore. He felt that his tool was losing contact little by little. He became anxious and forcefully called it back.
Then...it was a tragedy. The big net came down with a roar.
Fei Qiu was not in a hurry. With the Blood Spirit Skill in his possession, he didn't mind the binding magic weapon that much, so he turned to look at Chen Taizhong and asked with a sinister smile, "Is that all it takes?"
"There are many ways, but... are you worthy?" Chen Taizhong laughed.
Fei Qiu was furious when he heard this and punched him twice.
But Chen Taizhong had this opportunity and had already sacrificed a small tower and a diamond talisman. If he hadn't been worried that the spirit gathering array would affect the control of the Hongchen Tianluo, he would have directly thrown out the intermediate spirit gathering array.
, I don’t believe that I can’t stop the opponent’s offensive.
In the past, when the opponent had a large number of men, Chen Taizhong would not consider setting up a spirit-gathering and defensive formation, because in that case, the opponent could make targeted arrangements outside the formation and just wait to catch the turtle in the urn.
Unless he stays in the spirit gathering formation, once he leaves the formation, he will have no place to run.
Fei Qiu punched a few times and saw that he couldn't break through the opponent's defense, so he became a little anxious. Although his blood spirit skill can forcibly improve his cultivation level, it is just like the settings of online games in the earth world. After the skill cools down, there will be a period of decline.
In fact, this was the first time that he used the blood spirit skill in battle, so he specially dismissed the team - as for the two who had to stay, they deserved to replenish his blood essence.
Seeing that he couldn't break through the defense for a while, he was about to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strike hard, but as soon as he made a move, he felt something was wrong, "What... is going on?"
"This is your last supper," Chen Taizhong laughed loudly, "Did you enjoy the process of chasing me down?"
"After you are done with it, all this won't be a problem," Fei Qiu sneered. He had already discovered that he could no longer mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This should be the fault of the big net.
But, so what? No matter how good the magic weapon is, it needs someone to drive it. If he can kill Chen Taizhong, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is just his trophy.
So he raised his hand and attacked Chen Taizhong with all his strength, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he bombed, Chen Taizhong's protection could always be managed.
The results of the inspection were very frightening. His immortal power was consumed at an alarming rate, but there was nothing to replenish it. Although he had devoured two eighth-level immortals with blood spiritual skills, he had used blood to cultivate his body, which required a lot of spiritual power.
Before he could react, Sui Xin's mace had lost all his spiritual energy, and the Hongchen Tianluo had covered his whole body. He couldn't help but shout, "Chen Taizhong, you are despicable!"
When two immortals were chasing me, did you feel you were despicable? Chen Taizhong sneered at such remarks. He was not even interested in defending himself. He just lay there, desperately trying to stir up the world.
At the same time, he summoned a floating chair and tried his best to control his body. It took him a long time to lie down on it with difficulty.
Fei Qiu's attack power was astonishing, causing huge damage to his flesh and body, and also causing chaos in his Qi and blood. However, Chen Taizhong was a Qi Dao practitioner after all, and had already straightened out some of his Qi and blood.
After the initial surprise, Fei Qiu slowly resisted Hongchen Tianluo. He still had some blood essence stored in his body, so he was not particularly panicked. "The terms of my deal with you still count. Don't think... this
What is it?"
Seeing Chen Taizhong sitting on a floating chair, he took out a round object with a cone-shaped head and carefully placed it on the ground. He intuitively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what kind of magic weapon it was.
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"You'll know after a while," Chen Taizhong shouted, but he spat out another mouthful of blood, and then continued to direct Hongchen Tianluo to attack, while driving the floating chair and slowly leaving.
"What on earth is this?" Fei Qiu was a little flustered. Looking at the opponent's solemn look, he could imagine that this thing was definitely not a good thing.
For a moment, he became so angry that he spat out a little blood from his heart. His arms soared three feet, and he raised his hand to grab the Hongchen Tianluo above his head. He yelled angrily, "Open it!"
Fei Qiu didn't believe it anymore. A magic weapon belonging to the Immortal Envoy, no matter how defiant it was, could withstand the full force of the blood spirit art - this blow was comparable to the full force attack of a peak third-level spirit immortal.
The next moment, he cursed angrily, "Fuck, what kind of thing is this... sticky?"