Chapter 168: Practice the sword, practice the sword, practic
ody is not very big, but it is such a man standing there lightly, but Lu Ye's heart cannot help but tighten up.he has fought many battles with nine-star monks these days, and he cannot accurately judg...the holy girl of the Holy Fire clenched her teeth and stretched out her little hand to activate the little spiritual power left in her body, and a red light immediately appeared on her palm.
that's the convergence of her psychic powers.
when this red light appeared, the power that had escaped from the previous large-scale operation quickly gathered.
the golden top is extremely hot, and the temperature drops sharply.
in the blink of an eye, a human being made up of pure flame appeared in front of her.
Fire Giant! The cry of surprise came from the side of Hao Tian League, which was clearly the name of the spell performed by the holy fire saint.
this is also a method that should not be practiced by the seven-level method, which shows the high talent of the saint.
but perhaps because the repair is not enough, the fire giant, which should have been majestic, or at least the height of the fire giant, is only the size of an ordinary person at the moment. The fire giant has no legs, and the lower part of its body is purely made up of flowing flame, and its facial features are not so clear, but its body is so big that it is blocked in front of the hostess as soon as it appears.
performed this technique, and the holy maiden of the Holy Fire fell to her knees with a bump, which really ran out of oil and the lamp dried up.
I have to say that she is a clever woman.
at this last moment, use her last psionic power to summon a Fire Giant, instead of casting a spell like Fire Snake, because it is easy to avoid it, and once Lu Ye avoids her last attack, she has no choice but to die.
there was a general pain in her mind, and the blood from the seven orifices was black and red. although she knelt down in the ring, she still looked up at the rushing Lu Ye, and her mind controlled the fire giant to welcome it.
when the heat wave hit, Lu Ye instinctively raised her knife and chopped it.
was able to survive the attack of that spell, thanks to the imperial spirit tattoo, and when the magic power came, he urged an imperial spirit tattoo that could cover the whole body.
this makes him have little psychic power, which consumes almost everything.
fortunately, the other side's technique didn't last long, otherwise it would have been burned to death.
for now he can also urge the last psionic tattoo that he left to his opponent, not the inexplicable thing in front of him.
the field of vision is so red that some things can hardly be seen clearly. The holy fire virgin has run out of oil, and the land leaves are at the end of the strain.
from all sides of the ring, the strong men of the two camps watched this final battle solemnly, and no one thought that the struggle of only five or six layers could be so ferocious.
at the moment, the figure of the two fights in the ring looks extremely funny, because Lu Ye is no longer as fierce and fierce as before, he looks weak with every cut, stumbles every step, and seems likely to fall at any time.
and the Fire Giant is also a little silly and slow to respond, which is the reason why the consciousness of the Holy Fire began to blur. Although the Fire Giant was summoned by her power, it had no mind and needed her to control it.
this leads to the fight in the ring at the moment, which looks like a child fight.
No one laughed at this, but secretly shocked the tenacity of the will of the warring parties.
A group of strong people on the Lingxi list asked themselves whether they could achieve this level when they were practicing on the fifth or sixth floor. If the last two men engaged in war do not die today, Lingxi will be on the list in the future.
the childish fight continues, and the battle is not fierce, but as time goes by, the Fire Giant summoned by the spell begins to become unstable and even shrinks.
the mood on the Wanmu Ling side became nervous.
has come to this point, but we must not fall short of success.
"the sacred flame, burn my body!"
the low chanting sounded. At first, it was only one person, but soon, many holy fire practitioners began to chant in unison, and the voice gradually became high.
in the ring, the vaguely conscious saint suddenly burst out her final strength, red blood was shed in her eyes, and the giant fire giant, who was fighting with Lu Ye, swelled around and waved a fist.
with a crash, only half of the broken knife in Lu Ye's hand was completely shattered, and he himself was blown out by this punch and fell to the ground.
also fell with the hope of Haotian League.
and after flying the land leaves, the fire giant suddenly broke apart, turned into a little bit of fluorescence disappeared, and it exhausted its strength.
the holy girl of the Holy Fire gasped, painstakingly got up from the ground and walked step by step toward the motionless leaves lying on the ground. She gently read the teachings of the Holy Fire, and the pain slowly calmed down.
Li Baxian's expression became dignified and nervous, and he was also spiritually urged. At the same time, the eyes of a group of strong men on the other side of Wanmaoling were fixed on two people, and if they changed anything, they would certainly be hit by those strong ones.
at this moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.
in the ring, the saint in the middle of the journey slowly pulled out a long sword from her storage bag. This action alone seems to have exhausted all her strength. It should only be an ordinary sword, because there is no light at all, but this is enough.
she didn't have the strength to lift the sword, so she dragged it to Lu Ye, staggered a few times, and stood slowly.
looked down at the burned and wounded opponent on the ground. The saint, who had not smiled since the beginning of self-study, smiled a little.
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she wants to say to her opponent: I won!
I can open my mouth, but I can't even make a sound.
she held the hilt of the sword on the back of her hands, the tip of the sword facing the chest of Lu Ye, and slowly lifted it.
the tense atmosphere on all sides of the ring collapsed to the extreme at this moment, and I do not know how many people began to stir up their psychic powers in silence.
Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised her hand slowly, the palm of her hand facing the woman standing beside her, as if to block the sword that was about to come down.
his dry, cracked lips wriggled and a slight sound came out.
"Fire. Feng. Phoenix. "
the fiery red spirit surges in the palm of the palm, and the smile on the saint's face immediately stiffens, exerts her last strength, and the sword in her hand goes down.
A flopping sound rang out, and a fat, quail-like firebird flew out, crashed into the saint's chest and exploded.
the scream came out, and the saint was thrown out, her chest was scorched, and there was no sound as she landed.
everyone was speechless by the sudden change, and the party who thought he was bound to die had the strength to fight back, and it was a trick.
in that last moment, Dharma practiced the sword and soldiers practiced the dharma.
victory or defeat has been divided, life and death has been decided!
two figures rushed into the ring at almost the same time, and the sound of the sword sounded at this moment. Li Baxian stood in front of Lu Ye, and hundreds of sword lights were surging back and forth behind him, and each sword light was a flying sword.
the spirit of the sword soars into the sky, and Jianxiu is determined to kill!
anyone who dares to act rashly is bound to usher in a hundred flying swords.
Weiyang took the flesh-and-blood Lu Ye in his arms to find out his injuries.
suddenly there was a ferocious psychic wave coming from behind Wanmaoling, and countless people were stunned. When they looked back, they saw a figure dozens of feet high slowly straightening up, which covered the sun and was magnificent.
that is the figure of the cloud giant, which is an art.
and the entire Lingxi battlefield, there are no more than three people who can cast the Cloud Giant spell on such a scale.
"Don't move, people will die!" The crisp voice came from the cloud giant, and it was not until then that Wanmaoling saw the figure of a woman sitting on the shoulder of the cloud giant, the small figure, the big cloud giant, forming a very obvious contrast, but no one dared to underestimate that figure.
just because that person is at the top of the Lingxi list and the monster who occupied the Lingxi list for more than a decade!
"Feng Yue Chan!" There are monks of Monster Ridge gritting their teeth and drinking low.
No one knows when she was hiding nearby. There was news that she was blocking the door at the Bailiangu compound, and now it seems that she has already escaped from there. After all, even if she is at the top of the Lingxi list, it is impossible to block a four-grade clan station for a long time.
"Brother, I'm here to help you!" Feng Yuechan raised her hand and greeted Li Baxian warmly.
there is no time to correct her title at the moment. Li Baxian nodded: "whoever dares to move, kill him!"
"all right!" Feng Yue Chan was born brittle.
in the ring, Wei Yang has given Lu Ye a panacea and fed him an unknown liquid medicine to keep him alive.
Lu Ye's lips wriggled for a moment, but the duck didn't hear him clearly. He leaned over his ear and whispered, "what are you talking about, little brother"
"have you finished typing" Lu Ye opened her mouth with difficulty.
"done!" Before the duck nodded.
Lu Ye couldn't open one eye, and the other narrowed into a slit. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. His tense mind relaxed, his head tilted, and he fainted briskly.
Weiyang looked panicked and hurriedly checked to make sure that Lu Ye was just too tired, so he was relieved and looked up at Li Baxian's back: "Huizong!"
Li Baxian greeted: "Yue Chan, send the elder sister and younger brother to Canglang Mountain!"
"Yes!" Feng Yue Chan responded, the cloud giant dozens of feet high leaned down and leaned out a hand in the direction of the ring. Under the huge shadow, many monks scattered like birds and animals on one side of Wanmu Ridge.
the big hand fell next to the ring. Weiyang jumped up with Lu Ye in his arms and gently put it down. He suddenly felt that there was one more thing around him. He turned his head and found that it was a snow-white tiger.
she knew it was Lu Ye's pet. Seeing the worried look in the tiger's eyes, she said with relief: "Don't worry, he can't die with me."
Cloud Giant's big hand raised, gently held two people and a tiger in the palm of his hand, and then under the control of Feng Yuechan, he turned his body and ran in the direction of Canglang Mountain. The speed was extremely fast!
"fellow Taoists of Wanmaoling, please wait here for a cup of incense. After that, you can do whatever you want, but if you do anything before that, don't blame me, Li Baxian, for killing!"
Li Baxian's voice came faintly, but the hundred flying swords flying around behind him told all the monks in Monster Ridge that this guy was not joking.
has been staring at Li Baxian's Yan Xian look dignified, until today he found that Li Baxian's swordsmanship has reached such a terrible level, before the fight with him, this guy did not give his best.e to die if he doesn't want to die.unless he can set up a transport array and move it two hundred miles away, there is still a chance of survival.it is impossible to wait for death. Even if you cannot...