Amidst the loud "rumbling" sound, the purple snail tower that was more than ten feet high shrank sharply, and the rolling water poured towards the swarming flames. Water and fire were incompatible, and the collision created white mist and hot air, which quickly enveloped a hundred feet in radius.
The water clothes on Yang Shuilan's body were illusory and mist-like. She slashed the fire spear that turned into a thread into the distance with a sword. As she waved her hand, a heavy downpour fell from the sky. She used the huge amount of river water stored in the Purple Snail Tower to perform water magic with twice the result with half the effort.
The whole person disappeared into the steaming mist, and she took advantage of the water to hide and escape.
Zhou Zhi hurriedly waved, but he heard a "pop" sound, and a transparent water rope suddenly appeared, whipping the fire spear that was almost in hand and throwing it far away.
He pulled out the long red sword from his waist, and blazing flames burst out from his body.
The red flame bronze mirror held in his left hand was still spewing flames, fighting against the surging water.
He was a little bit stuck in a trap. That girl had too many magic weapons, all of them were extremely powerful, and her magic control techniques were particularly exquisite. After all, she had hundreds of years more experience in casting spells than he did.
I didn't even expect that the spiral tower could hold so much river water. It was so sloppy.
Cautiously retreating slowly, the flames on his body emitting blazing heat to prevent heavy rain and fog from getting close to him. Zhou Zhi suddenly looked up and saw a huge black shadow falling from the sky. He realized that he had been fooled. Yang Shuilan deliberately created an illusion for him, making him think that
The opponent wants to fight at close range.
In fact, this is not the case. Yang Shuilan approached the spiral tower just to facilitate control. She is so cunning.
The downpour turned into thick white mist in the blink of an eye. Zhou Zhi felt that he was trapped in the thick viscosity, and could no longer avoid being hit on the head. The flames on his body were blazing, vaguely like a fire armor flowing, runes flashed, and he turned his hands.
Shine the fire bronze mirror to the top.
The flames surged and formed a round umbrella-shaped shield, illuminating his slightly ferocious face in an extremely unsatisfactory manner.
The reason why I am so passive now is because I have less experience in fighting against masters.
Yang Shuilan stepped on the top of the Purple Snail Tower and pressed to the bottom. No matter how many magic weapons the boy below had, they were all under the pressure of her tower, let alone the magic weapons controlled by her.
When masters compete, they often grab the upper hand, and she has already won the battle of water and fire.
"Crack, bang, bang," a series of vibrations came from the bottom of the huge Purple Snail Tower, and then a muffled groan was heard. A transparent crystal rope pulled Zhou Zhi, who was still about to fight, a hundred feet away, and rolled out of the white mist.
The little flames scattered in the air were all extinguished by water mist.
Zhou Zhi turned over and stood still in the air, beckoning to withdraw the fire spear. Behind him were three groups of witch cultivators who were ready to move.
He raised his hand to show that he was okay, and for the first time he understood how big the gap was between him and the veteran fourth-level masters. With the same magic weapon, the power he could exert was always far from satisfactory.
Yang Shuilan got into a fight, feeling stuffy in her chest and too lazy to talk more.
For her, winning is the right thing to do, but not winning is a waste of time.
Having done this, disappearing and spreading the news, it can make all forces avoid her and dare not easily set foot in her Willow River. This is a good thing. She can hide in seclusion for a few years without being disturbed. Why not do it?
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"Yang Chun, the fight has been fought, and the ancient tree sprite has been completely captured. Just give up when you feel good. Don't go too far."
Mulihua sent a message to warn that there were outsiders, but Yang Chun still saved face for Zhou Zhi.
It didn't get out of hand, which made her feel a little better.
Yang Shuilan put away the treasure without saying a word, took the ancient tree from Zhang Wenfeng, and was about to return to Liuzhi River.
Zhang Guanzhu raised his voice and said: "Elder Zhou, wait a minute. I was kindly asked to teach you a move last time. It's rare to encounter me today. Zhang is not overestimating his ability and wants to ask for a move!"
The flame rune on Zhou Zhi's forehead seemed to come alive, twisting and swaying in the wind, illuminating his face very strangely. He stared at Guanzhu Zhang who was slowly flying out, and laughed dryly: "Since Guanzhu Zhang is so elegant, Zhou Zhi will accompany you."
Have fun!" He slowly greeted me.
All kinds of cats and dogs jumped out and dared to challenge him.
If he doesn't make good use of this rare opportunity and teach the other party an unforgettable lesson, he's not Zhou.
It was impossible to accidentally kill the opponent. He had already left the territory of the Wu clan and was under the noses of two fourth-level masters. He could not do it easily. He was also worried that Zhu Xun and Yang Shuilan would become angry and fight for their lives with him. Mulihua's attitude
Han Hu, if he fails to work hard, he will be in big trouble. The shaman cultivator behind him is willing to risk his life, so he may be able to escape with his life.
He didn't bother to do such a wasteful thing.
Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword with a "swish" sound and struck Zhou Zhi, who was a long way away, in the head with his sword.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the opponent maintained his identity and did not attack first. He directly used his most powerful sword power to catch the opponent by surprise, using the weak to confront the strong. A sneak attack would not attract criticism.
He needed a whetstone strong enough to test his sword and test his insights during this period.
Zhou Zhi is of the right size and length. He was just defeated by Yang Shuilan and is in a state of unrest. It is very suitable for him to sharpen his sword. There are two masters to help him guard the battle. What a great opportunity.
The sword energy is as majestic as a waterfall pouring down. It is so majestic that it condenses and never disperses, causing the nearby spiritual energy to surge.
As soon as this came out, all the Taoist, witchcraft, and two gods watching the battle were refreshed.
No wonder he dared to challenge Zhou Zhi head-on with his wild words. He really had real material.
"Swordsmanship!"
Muli Hua cooed, and she quietly approached Zhou Zhi. Are the juniors nowadays so powerful? They are so good at swordsmanship.
No wonder he was able to kill the defender Sheng Burao. If someone cooperated to set up a trap, it would be really hard to prevent him.
Zhou Zhi's face became even more ugly. He was locked by the kid's sword magic and couldn't break free in a short time. He was forced to fight head-on with the opponent's sword magic. Such a fight was too ugly.
He raised his fire spear and stabbed hard.
The sharp spear shadow collided with the sword energy, the flames were bright in the air, and the sword energy shined brightly.
Countless sparks and sword energy fragments flew into the air, and all the trees nearby were damaged.
A green brilliance erupted from Zhang Wenfeng's body, and before a sudden burning flame had time to show its power, a gust of wind seemed to blow from top to bottom, extinguishing the flame silently.
He is not afraid of flames and other attacks that the opponent silently casts spells on him.
He moved his left hand slightly, and two rays of sword light flashed in the air. When they reappeared, they were behind Zhou Zhi, turned around and quickly stabbed the vital part of Zhou Zhi's back, entangling and shooting out countless sword energy.
The magnificent sword energy on the front spattered out strands of condensed sword energy, outflanking him from the front and back, like a giant net rushing towards the man whose body was blazing with flames.
Everyone remained silent and watched as Zhou Zhi used the red flame bronze mirror to resolve the front and rear attacks, melting the sword energy threads, burning them, or knocking them down. The flames changed into countless shapes. As expected of a fourth-level master, he could handle them with ease.
Suddenly, a trace of sword energy that was not melted by the flames struck Zhou Zhi's shoulder with a "swish".
"Chicha", Zhou Zhi's body emitted more and more blazing flames, which could burn the sword energy threads that fell on him. One after another, the sword energy threads broke through the flames of the fire bronze mirror and struck Zhou Zhi's body, head, and face.
Although it did not cause any real damage to him, his appearance was very unsightly.
The fire spear held in his right hand stabbed hard to the end, defeating the annoying sword energy lock in front of him.
The sword energy shattered, and a fine rain of sword energy fell from the sky.
Zhang Wenfeng retracted the two flying swords with a wave of his hand, returned the remaining bronze sword to its sheath, and laughed loudly: "One move has passed, Zhang is willing to surrender, Elder Zhou is mighty, take leave!"
He gives up when he sees a good move, and if he continues to fight, it will be his turn to suffer, but he refuses to give the opponent a chance.
In a flash, he arrived at Zhu Xun's side, leaving Zhou Zhi depressed with no place to vent, so cool!
He has mastered the knack of fusing swords and threads, as well as several techniques for coordinating sword energy attacks. He is grateful to Elder Zhou for helping him try out the moves.
Zhou Zhi stared at the retreating figures of the three people, his face uncertain.
The other witch cultivators were thinking about their own thoughts. The one hundred thousand spiritual energy stones were not easy to earn. That guy could compete with Elder Zhou and gain a slight advantage. It was very difficult to deal with him.
Mulia Hua said in a long voice: "Yang Chun's maid, Xiao Ni'er, will be promoted to the fourth level next year."
This sentence alone dispelled some of Zhou Zhi's little thoughts. Since Mulihua said so, there is no need to deceive him. We will see the results next year. It reminds him to focus on the inside of the Wu Clan and urge each sect to quickly cultivate fourth-level students.
Master.
"If you don't plan for the eternity, you won't be able to plan for a moment. If you don't plan for the overall situation, you won't be able to plan for a corner."
He comforted himself in this way and led everyone back to the territory calmly.
Mulihua didn't follow her back, she still had to keep an eye on Yang Chun. This time, Zhou Zhi, who was proud and proud, was defeated twice in a row. In the long run, it was not a bad thing.
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