Take yourself to the altar

Chapter 74 [074] Magical fighting skills, sudden changes
Long Jiuxiao broke through the "Shui Zang Needle" spell.

The ice needles fell to the ground all around under Jianguang's precise swing.Under the attack of Long Jiuxiao's sword light, the ice needles did not collapse, which only shows the power contained in the technique. Feng Yu's interpretation of this change can be said to have used up his mana!
Long Jiuxiao's sharp eyes were like lightning, and he looked around, only to realize that Feng Yu's figure had disappeared.

His sword intent was still locked on Feng Yu's body, but at this moment he could only feel that the opponent was still nearby, but he couldn't accurately determine where he was hiding!
It's that strange Taoism again!

After seeing the opponent's superb spellcasting methods, Long Jiuxiao didn't want to try it, how terrible it would be to let the opponent completely take the first chance to cast spells!Without even thinking about it, he made the most suitable choice for him in an instant - leaving everything to his intuition!

That would be an extremely risky move.

But Long Jiuxiao did just that!
Anyway, let him distinguish carefully, and he can't tell the difference, so it's better to let his intuition control it directly!
The body moves, the light flashes, and the sword dies.

Long Jiuxiao swept towards one side very casually, the long sword swept across, and a large forest in front of him broke under the bright sword light!However, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately dodged again, followed his intuition to fly to another place, repeated the old trick and slashed again!
That sword just now, when he shot it, he knew it would miss.

Therefore, he dodges and switches without hesitation, and the same goes for the second sword.Long Jiuxiao's expression still didn't change a bit, and he fled away again. This time, he didn't even need to draw a sword, but he also had the intuition of being defeated.

He followed his intuition, switched positions for the fourth time, and slashed out the third sword!
Under "Jian Jinghong", Long Jiuxiao's speed was astonishingly fast.In the arena, his figure was seen flying across the field, darting to all directions almost instantly, and finished cutting two swords.As soon as the third sword came out, the trees and bushes in front were cut off from the same height as before.

It was also this sword that aroused the strange fluctuations of the surrounding world's aura.

A smile appeared on Long Jiuxiao's disheveled bearded face.Without any hesitation, he used his mana to drive the sword art, using the "Sword One, Severing Steel Slash", sweeping across with sword light, covering the entire area under his own sword light!
He did not accurately capture Feng Yu's position.

But he trusted his intuition!
That "severing steel chop" was used as if he was [-]% sure of capturing Feng Yu's location!
Feng Yu, who was pinching the seal, sighed.

Long Jiuxiao's sword move was way too far.

But precisely because of this person's deep belief in intuition and going all out, under the pressure of Yi Yijian Guang's remaining strength, it was enough for Feng Yu to give up the magic technique he was brewing.He resorted to all kinds of tricks just to win a chance to perform the powerful formula. He even stepped on the "shock position" in the northeast direction accurately, but he didn't expect that he was still broken by the opponent in the end!
It's no wonder that monks who mainly practice spells and control spells often regard "sword cultivators" as old enemies.

Feng Yu believes that apart from the "sword cultivators" who attack fiercely and swiftly like lightning, who are the most able to restrain monks from using spells and controlling spells, there may also be those guys whose intuition is so accurate that it makes people horrified!

Of course, there are pros and cons to fighting your instincts.

At this time, Long Jiuxiao could use "intuition" to interrupt Feng Yu's spells, but he might also be induced by "intuition" in the next moment and fall into the abyss of eternal defeat.

Feng Yu showed his background.

Now that the technique has been interrupted, he didn't want to force himself to accept the sword technique, so backing away and dodging is the most appropriate choice.

And this allowed the imposing Long Jiuxiao to take the lead. He turned around with a long smile and swung his sword, splitting Feng Yu with the "power of the earth", and the "iron-toothed thorns" forest that he attracted approached Feng Yu. In front of Yu.

Under the blessing of mana, the bright spiritual light emitted covered his own long sword, and the blade stretched out, pointing in front of Feng Yu.

This time, Long Jiuxiao took advantage of his cultivation realm.

When Feng Yu hadn't set up a solid defense with the "iron tooth thorns", he cut through Feng Yu's defense with a single sword, and finally forced the opponent to be unable to cast a spell, and was restrained by the sword.Just when he was full of excitement and wanted to speak proudly, he saw Feng Yu grinning, tilting his head with a slightly stiff expression, spreading his hands, and two stacks of talismans flew up——

Long Jiuxiao's complexion changed, and he slashed with his sword.

The head of "Feng Yu" was thrown away, his mana was broken, and what was revealed was actually a puppet body made of clay!

Long Jiuxiao showed a "really so" expression, but at the same time he was surprised: when exactly?Was it so fast when the wood-type thorns were planted just now? !

"Xun is the wind!"

"No trace, no form, eight winds, neither emptiness nor cessation, all appearances-eight winds!"

Not far away, Feng Yu chanted the mantra lightly, the world suddenly fell silent, the cold wind blew in all directions, and sharp blades that looked like sharp winds emerged from the wind, slashing towards Long Jiuxiao!

He intentionally and regretfully glanced at the clay puppet.

Although the puppet is a "Kuntu" clay sculpture, the magic talisman in his hand is not fake.Feng Yu could only feel sorry for Long Jiuxiao's decisiveness.

At this time, the two have almost returned to the balance of power.

Long Jiuxiao's sword art is fierce, and his cultivation level is higher, but Feng Yu is also extraordinary, and the "interpretation of the eight congenital formations" can be used in all directions.When the magic power is sufficient, the combined power of the eight arrays of Taoism is really extraordinary. Long Jiuxiao tried to find a mechanical enemy several times, but he couldn't do it.

At this point in the fight, the two of them felt rather sympathetic to each other.

Long Jiuxiao hadn't had such a hearty battle for a long time, and Feng Yu was also excited, and was quite immersed in the pressure and temper brought by Long Jiuxiao.

The two formed a tacit understanding silently, and they were willing to give in like this, fighting until the last ounce of mana was exhausted!
Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.

While the two were enjoying this fight, a few mysterious auras suddenly appeared around them, and they suddenly raised their voices. The mighty instruments flashed with various auras, and suddenly attacked Feng Yu's back!

Long Jiuxiao was suddenly sullen, like a lion disturbed by eating!
Those few cultivators who secretly launched a surprise attack were clever, and the magic weapon blasted out, and then quickly added: "Long Dutong, we are here to help you take down the thief who assassinated Wu Danshi!"

Long Jiuxiao frowned, wanting to scold.

I don't want to suddenly notice that there is a difference in Feng Yu's breath at this moment.After fighting against each other for a long time, they were quite familiar with their respective methods, and immediately knew what was going on.

He didn't want to know those monks who disturbed his interest.

But thinking of his responsibilities, Long Jiuxiao had no choice but to say in a muffled voice: "You step down, I don't need your help."

Several monks looked at each other and said in unison:
"Master Dutong has a noble status, why does a mere thief need to work for Dutong?"

"Leave it to us as much as you want!"

"This person dared to trespass into the Qishi's mansion late at night. He really didn't pay attention to us. If he is not captured, won't everyone in the world underestimate our Qishi's mansion?"

"Don't worry, we are acting out of good intentions, and we will never use this to surpass greed!"

A few of them clearly saw Feng Yu and Long Jiuxiao fighting before, and they were quite equal, so they became greedy and wanted to take down Feng Yu with a surprise attack, and seek some benefits from him.Therefore, what you say is what you say, but you pretend to be a loyal and brave man, and you just take the shot to occupy the principle of "capturing thieves", which is enough to make Long Jiuxiao have nothing to say.

Seeing this, Long Jiuxiao snorted, and said softly: "That's up to you, anyway, I reminded you."

He retracted his sword immediately, and didn't make any more moves in the direction he noticed.

When it is!
The magic weapons of several monks have fallen to Feng Yu!
Feng Yu was caught off guard, so he could only activate a few talismans to protect himself.But the thin light of the talisman was completely crushed by each piece of magic weapon, broke through in an instant, and exploded with a bang under the power of several magic tools with different properties!

"Oops, bad!"

Several monks turned pale with fright, and quickly appeared from various places, rushing to Feng Yu's position just now.While plundering quickly, several people did not forget to complain to each other: "What did you do? You are so ruthless one by one. If you break everything, wouldn't my work be in vain?"

"Shut up, idiot! Which one was the most ruthless just now, you have never seen it?!"

"Don't make noise! ​​A real treasure won't be destroyed so easily—"

"That's not necessarily the case. Just now four or five of us shot with all our strength. Even a master of 'Consummated Foundation Establishment' couldn't bear it, let alone him? If the magic weapon is not handled by him, it is possible to be damaged."

When he landed and appeared, several people formed a group.

In front of them was a deep pit that was blasted out by everyone's joint efforts just now.

However, a few people looked closely, and the surroundings of the deep pit were in a mess, but they didn't see any traces left by the monk, only a few suspicious mud clods, with strange magic power that had not yet dissipated.

A monk was stupid for a moment, and when he saw this, he paused and said: "Damn it, I used too much force just now, and I blasted people into scum!"

Others will not be as dull as him, and suddenly react: "No! He didn't get the trick!"

At this time, Feng Yu used the fluctuation of mana to let him show himself from the other side.

He is to the north of all.

And a group of monks, who happened to be in the south of Feng Yu, stepped on the standard "Southern Lihuo" position, their mana poured out, and the mighty power fluctuated immediately, making those monks break out in cold sweat——

"Apart from fire,"

"Three thousand flame spirits gather at the peak of the gods, revealing the spirits to refine the sky——Dragon Flame Curse!"

Whoo~!

The dry and scorching fire dragon dispels the cold of winter night.

The air was suddenly filled with the scorching and dryness that can only be found in summer, the fire dragon was like an anger, and the roar of fierce burning was like a deep and majestic dragon chant, enveloping several monks together with breathtaking power!

"Hiss, how is it possible?! What a tyrannical fire technique!"

"Join hands, or everyone will die! ——Teng Wei, use your 'Wusu Fangzun' to resist, we will help you!"

"Ah, wait, what? Why am I—"

"Stop talking nonsense, there is no time!"

Mana Gathering.

Teng Wei, who was "highly hoped" by everyone, suddenly felt that his meridians, which were flowing finely, suddenly poured into several streams of abundant mana, forming a torrent, which swelled his meridians so painfully that they almost burst!

Teng Wei cursed, and reluctantly raised a small khaki tripod.

Under the infusion of mana, the tripod grew in an instant, and instantly turned into a large tripod several feet square, which was crushed on the heads of several monks with a bang.The khaki light is thick, pure and solid, bringing people an infinite sense of security.Several monks hiding under the cauldron breathed a sigh of relief, only Teng Wei, when the dragon-shaped flames fell down, and the terrible flame power hit him, he screamed in pain——

"Ah~!"

"It hurts me to death——!!!"

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