The only way

Chapter 81

The strange cultivator's expression was cold, and there was a sharp look in his brows and eyes, and he shouted urgently, "Quick!"

But seeing a dharma sword in front of the monk, with a stern shout, it swelled against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant sword of Zhang Xu, with dark purple thunder snakes around it, and the crackling sound was endless, and the momentum was majestic, as if it was about to split the sword in front of it. Everything unstoppably cut towards the three people who were retreating.

In front of Lingchu, the green spirit shield also bloomed with aura, and it magnified a lot when it was shaken slightly. The aura of cyan enveloped Lingchu and Wu Yun, facing the roaring thunder sword.

Thunder attribute spiritual roots are extremely rare, but they are also extremely ferocious.

It was also the first time that Lingchu confronted a thunder-attribute monk head-on. Zhang Xu's giant sword mercilessly fell on the blue spirit shield. The huge shock force made Lingchu and Lingchu, who were hiding behind the blue spirit shield, involuntarily backed up a little again.

Although the giant sword was firmly received by the Qingling Shield, the dark purple Thunder Snake, like a real flexible snake, walked on the complicated lines of the Qingling Shield, and burrowed into it along the edge of the Qingling Shield.

The two of Lingchu only felt numb and weak for a while.

Just the scattered thunder and lightning have such power. The Qingling shield shakes away the giant sword, and the body of the Qingshuang sword exudes a green glow. When Lingchu swung the sword, heavy sword shadows slowly but continuously appeared in the void In it, like a blooming cyan flower.

It shattered the lightning around Lingchu and Lingchu, and at the same time, resisted a translucent flying sword that appeared suddenly.

Yun Haotian on the other side was also not idle. The two monks with exactly the same appearance each held a rapier. The rapier in one hand was blue, and the rapier in the other was red red. Between the two of them, water gushed and roared, both of them were aggressive. Pounce on Yun Haotian.

Water and fire, which are obviously incompatible with each other, are in the hands of these two people, they do not interfere with each other, and on the contrary they have some momentum.

How dare Yun Haotian underestimate them, when he saw the twins, he understood most of it in his heart, his eyes were cold, like a lone wolf, staring at the twins fiercely.

The long flame knife in his hand stood upright, and a yellow gourd appeared above his head, only the size of a palm. The gourd was slightly tilted, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at the twins in front of him.

The water and fire excited each other, and with a puff, a thick white mist rose up, filling the entire space.

At the beginning, when Lingchu saw two strange disciples, he thought it was some fellow disciple who wanted to rob Tao elixir.

But as soon as he saw the twins, his heart was clear. It must be Wan Chengxu and his party who found helpers and came to the door again.

Sure enough, before the white mist dissipated, someone cast a spell, and a gust of wind blew away the white mist that covered the sight of both parties.

Wan Chengxu and his entourage were revealed.

Judging from this posture, one party has to withdraw from the trial today.

Although Wu Yun said that he didn't have many things, most of them went smoothly, but he was not a blindly optimistic person. A strange stone the size of a palm turned into the size of half a person, and it was like the top of Mount Tai, and it fell on everyone including Wan Chengxu. Three monks in the late stage of Qi training.

Lingchu and Yun Haotian each fought one against two.

With a flash of light from the spirit animal bag around his waist, the majestic white spirit tiger landed lightly, and the blue tiger eyes gathered a faint evil spirit. With a low growl like a threat, he jumped up and met Wu Yun. Deal with three monks in the late stage of Qi training together.

Lingchu's expression was a bit dignified. Although she thought that her foundation was definitely far beyond ordinary within Qi training, she didn't think that no one in this world was invincible.

The two unfamiliar faces in front of him, the slightly older cultivator, although equally strong in spiritual power, was not the focus of Lingchu's fear.

What Lingchu was afraid of was the thunder attribute cultivator, with sharp eyes and firm brows, one could tell at a glance that he had a lot of experience in fighting skills, and his whole body was majestic, far exceeding the usual monk who practiced great perfection. It is clear that this is the breath of spiritual power that has been cultivated to the twelfth level of Qi training.

The lightning attribute cultivator in front of him is not as good as her except for his pure spiritual power and spiritual consciousness. The rest, whether it is fighting skills or strong spiritual power, is not weaker than her, especially, his spiritual root attribute is good at killing Leilingen.

In terms of long spiritual power, Lingchu is not afraid, but in terms of killing power, he thinks he can't compare with Lei Linggen.

In addition, there is a Qi training Dzogchen monk next to him to help out.

It's going to be a tough fight.

The three of Lingchu all thought so in their hearts.

Wan Chengxu's thoughts were completely opposite to those of Lingchu's three. Seeing that Lingchu's three were pressed and beaten, with no power to fight back, he couldn't help but feel complacent. The sky is bright, and the birds are singing exquisitely in my ears.

In the three battlefields, Wu Yun was the first to show signs of decline.

In the past few years, Qingkong has fought with Lingchu in the secret realm of phantom spirits. The fierceness in his bones has long been worn out. The tiger is the king of beasts, and Qingkong has the rare dual attributes of wind and thunder. One enemy two, do not lose the wind.

It's just that Wu Yun's fighting skills are really mediocre. Maybe it's a fair way. He gave Wu Yun good luck, but he couldn't give him the talent for fighting. How could he withstand Wan Chengxu's attack.

Although Wan Chengxu's qualifications are not obvious, but because he has a good brother, he has a lot of treasures on him, especially piles of talismans, which are spilled like money, making Qingkong have to dodge from time to time, and Wu Yun is even more embarrassed endlessly.

But for a moment, the disciple's magic robe on Wu Yun's body was already flickering with aura, gradually weakened, and seemed to be damaged, and his head and face without the protection of the magic robe were even more horrible. His hair was scattered, and his face was not fair. There are fires and lightning strikes, and the water-soaked marks are really hard to say.

Even in the clear sky, on the snow-white fur like clouds and satin, several pieces were burned, one piece was black in the east, and a little mud in the other, which made Lingchu, who saw it occasionally, feel distressed in his heart.

Yun Haotian's situation is not good either. The fire-breathing gourd is a magic weapon that he spent a lot of contribution points in the Zongmen after he came back from a serious injury at the hands of the embarrassing monster in Liuhua Town. Consume energy.

Yun Haotian is not as powerful as Lingchu's spiritual power, nor is there such a strange item as a hidden spiritual pendant. He has only used the fire-breathing gourd twice, and [-]% of the spiritual power in his body has been lost. How dare he continue to use it? Fighting experience, as well as a flaming long knife, wandered in the siege of the twin brothers.

Facing Lingchu, who has the strongest combination, is not easy.

Lingchu felt that after this, she might hate fighting with Leilingen's monks. There was no other reason. Every time she was struck by lightning, Lingchu's whole body would become numb.

If he didn't dodge and was hacked directly, it would be really, really uncomfortable.

While backing away, Lingchu stroked the hairy hair and wiped his dark face. There was a faint smell of barbecue on his body, and his clear eyes were suddenly ignited with raging anger and cold light.

Hit people without hitting them in the face!
(End of this chapter)