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Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth small test

In the Ghost Suppressing Cave, Wang Fu looked for ghosts to practice his skills. All along, he had formed the mindset that ghosts have powerful attack power.

However, the old ghost ghost in front of him not only had high attack power, but also had terrifyingly strong defense.

Sure enough, Gushan is still ecologically diverse and has everything.

Wang Fu's heart was filled with fighting spirit. The ghosts in the Ghost Suppression Cave were all tigers with their teeth pulled out and did not possess the corresponding level of strength.

Wild ghosts cannot be suppressed by the power of spells, and can have a hearty battle.

"Okay, I will use you as the anchor of my strength."

Wang Fu took a deep breath, held Gu with both hands, opened his Dharma Eyes, and raised his dynamic vision to the extreme.

After all, the old man Li Gui's speed and strength make him the most powerful existence among the enemies he has encountered.

There is just a clone of Li Gui in front of me. It would be too embarrassing if I still can't take it.

"Whoosh."

His eyes flashed, and the old ghost's crutch stretched out from the corner of his eye, piercing his eyeball.

The school's slippery ghost went straight to his vital points as soon as it came up, trying to destroy his discernment.

If a practitioner loses his Dharma Eye, at least half of his abilities will be gone.

After all, a blind man can give massages, tell fortunes and tell fortunes, and it is rare for him to become a combatant.

Judging from the strength of the previous fight, if the opponent succeeded, not only would the eyeballs be pierced, but even the head would be pierced into a bloody gourd.

At this moment, Wang Fu urgently activated the Divine Armor Technique, and deep in the pupils of his eyes, patterns of tortoise shell light flashed.

In an instant, five layers of light armor emerged on the surface of the pupil.

The old man Li Gui made a precise move, and the tip of his cane was exactly right, hitting Wang Fu's eyeball.

Therefore, the defensive range of Wang Fu's Divine Armor Technique falls between the palms and fingers.

"Ding."

The crutch hit the light armor, only a piece of paper away from the pupil. However, this distance was more difficult to cross than the natural chasm.

With the powerful infusion and the tip of the crutch, the surrounding air was pushed away and rippled. However, it could not be penetrated or pierced, and it was difficult to move even an inch.

The old man Li Gui's dim eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He twisted his wrist and turned the tip of his crutch into a drill, trying to penetrate the light armor.

"Do you think I'm a wooden sculpture that can't move?"

Wang Fu thrust out his ax from his cuff and pointed the tip of the spear at the old man's eyeballs.

It is rude to come and not reciprocate!

The old man Li Gui was trying his best to break through the divine armor defense. Wang Fu's counterattack caught him off guard.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and closed his eyelids, trying to resist the sharp edge of the ancient yue with a thin layer of eyelids.

Wang Fu's face was expressionless, and the tip of his spear was covered with a layer of fire.

"Pfft."

The five knuckle-long iron points easily pierced the eyelids and completely disappeared into the old ghost's eye sockets.

Wang Fu felt that the touch was very bad. To use an analogy, it was like a stick inserted into a cesspool to stir up excrement.

The old ghost staggered back, wailing miserably. However, when he took a step back, Wang Fu took a step forward, always holding the ancient ax, keeping the stabbing movement and distance, and refused to let him pull away from the spear tip.

"Boom."

The old man Li Gui fought back before he died. The crutch kept hitting Wang Fu, but the force gradually became weaker.

Wang Fu gritted his teeth and endured it with his light armor. Pushed by his magic power, the ancient ax sank inch by inch into the head of the old man Li Gui.

Finally, the old ghost couldn't bear it anymore and burst into a cloud of smoke.

"Want to leave?"

Wang Fu raised his hand and struck with a thunderbolt, like a hook or a rope, towards the smoke.

"Destroy."

The smoke was nailed to death by thunder and could no longer fly away. Countless electric currents and lightning burst out, sweeping it into nothingness.

Done.

It's just the ghostly nature of a fierce ghost.

Wang Fu clapped his hands and thought to himself that he had finally reached the level of the seven leading senior brothers in the gold mining town.

There is another difference. At that time, Si Nanfeng and others were supported by Wang Fu and other juniors.

Doesn't it mean...

Wang Fu was so happy that he almost blurted out, "I want to fight ten".

"Well!"

Somewhere in a mountain col, the upper body of the old man Li Gui sticks out of the rock wall, and the remaining legs are integrated into the rock. From a distance, it looks like weeds growing out of the cracks in the rocks.

This fierce ghost was grabbing a few little ghosts, biting and eating them slowly, causing the little ghosts to scream and quarrel in pain.

Suddenly, the old man Li Gui noticed that the ghost nature was dissipating and let out a roar. The little ghosts who had not finished eating were shocked and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The old man Li Gui pulled his legs out from the rock formation, and when he landed on the ground, there was a crisp sound of metal collision. He lifted the crutches in his hands and pointed them towards the ground. In the blink of an eye, he left a long chain of afterimages and disappeared at the end of the ground.



"Star-Suppressing Disintegration Technique."

The disciples of Sanqing Palace roared, and the starlight suspended above their heads collapsed, turning into a torrent and drilling into the heavenly spirit above their heads.

In the blink of an eye, he was nourished and replenished like a land that had been experiencing drought for a long time, and his realm was instantly improved from two tunes and four turns to three tunes and six turns.

"It's a pity that the Star-Suppressing Disintegration Technique can stimulate potential and temporarily improve the level of cultivation, but it cannot break through the bottleneck."

"Otherwise, I can be promoted to the middle realm of Jiuqu. Why should I be afraid of this fierce ghost?"

Opposite him is Li Kui, the only ghost among the five ghosts named Yaksha.

What's even more terrifying is that this Li Kui is his true self, not his ghostly clone.

"I won the victory, and I will never die here."

The disciples of Sanqing Palace fell down and touched their chests, where the tea seeds were hidden.

After entering the mountain, he finally found a hiding servant ghost through secret contact.

The two parties handed over the tea seeds and were about to leave when Li Kui appeared.

This Yaksha ghost was so powerful that it devoured the servant ghost alive in front of Gui Zhezhi, and the screams lasted for most of an hour.

For more than half an hour, Gui Zhezhi tried all his methods to attack, but failed to make Li Kui lift the stone axe. All the ghost melons were destroyed.

Gui Zhezhi finally realized that the gap between himself and his opponent was huge, so he could only use the last secret technique to save his life, the Star-Suppressing Disintegration Technique.

In the Sanqing Palace, the five ancient stars correspond to the five secret techniques of the Wu Gate, each with its own mystery. The Sui Xing position collapse technique is used to obtain powerful destructive power beyond the realm, and the Taibai Jingtian technique is used to instantly increase the movement speed.

The Star-Suppressing Disintegration Technique he used at this moment, through overdraft potential, raised his cultivation level to the bottleneck in the future.

"Ready?"

Li Kui's eyes finally fell on Gui Zhezhi, and he swallowed the last bite of the slave ghost.

Guizhezhi took a deep breath, and the essence of the surrounding mountains surged in, condensing into the shape of a mountain above his head.

"The mountains follow the shape."

Being in Gushan, using the countless mountain essences around to cast this offensive and defensive spell is an extraordinary performance. If the opponent attacks, he will not only face a laurel, but also the endless mountains around him.

Help Guizhe to share the pressure.

Li Kui raised his stone ax, waved it at Guizhe, then turned and left.

After a long time, there was a sound of landslides and ground cracks coming from behind him, birds flew away in fright, and animals fled for their lives.

An abyss stretched from his feet to the end of his sight. Wherever it passed, everything was divided into two halves.

After losing the laurels, I could never come out again.


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