fairy flame

"Huh!" Luo Yu let out a sigh, and there are still people who can avoid his sharp sword energy. Although Jiyue's sword energy is not powerful, it is better than strange and fast. Luo Yu has not made any mistakes since using this sword energy to kill people Unexpectedly, an innately strong person can avoid it. Just now, this person's movement method is quite interesting. Later, I will grab the secret of this movement method for details.

Just when Luo Yu was in doubt, the feminine man on the side quickly took out a pair of red hooks about one foot long from the storage bag, looked at Luo Yu with a gloomy expression, and threw the red hook magic weapon into the air As soon as it was thrown, the red hook turned into a dark red streamer, which flew to the top of Luo Yu's head in a flash, and then grew rapidly on the top of Luo Yu's head. In almost an instant, it turned into a huge fist several feet long. The hook, the whole body of the hook was glowing with a chilling light. After a slight rotation, the tip of the hook flashed and then fell hard towards Luo Yu's head. If it was hit, Luo Yu might be hit. There is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"Looking for death!" Luo Yu snorted coldly, and beckoned at the small golden sword floating not far away beside him, the little sword turned into a golden light, and shot back, like a phantom, it directly met the menacing momentum With the huge hook, Luo Yu actually chose the head-to-head method!

"Bah bah!" There was a piercing sound of metal rubbing where the golden sword collided with the giant hook. The small golden sword was flexible and changeable, and did not directly collide with the giant hook, but under Luo Yu's control, it slashed continuously extremely quickly. Unbelievable scenes appeared everywhere around the giant hook. The small sword was completely disproportionate to the size of the giant hook. After several strikes, the small sword left a row of dense sword marks on the giant hook. Not long after they were intertwined, the giant hook let out a humming sound, and under the violent strike of the golden sword, the red light flashed several times and then shrunk sharply, obviously losing to Luo Yu's golden sword.

In fact, this is not surprising. In Luo Yu's eyes, the huge hook of the feminine youth is just a low-level magic weapon that can change things, while his golden thunder sword is a genuine middle-level magic weapon. In terms of attack power Even comparable to a high-level magic weapon!

Besides, Luo Yu's cultivation base is much higher than that of the feminine youth, and his spiritual power is even stronger than that of monks of the same level. The power of the imperial envoy magic weapon is naturally very different!

Luo Yu coldly glanced at the terrified young man, and suddenly, he turned his whole body's spiritual power to the extreme, completely released his aura, and the spiritual pressure of the eighth level of the Qi training period spread directly to the entire room, and then the soft young man hadn't responded yet. When he came over, he raised all his spiritual power and rushed into the purple net.

"Ding..." Under the urging of Luo Yu's whole body spiritual power, Ziyangdou, an intermediate magic weapon, finally underwent a huge change. Countless fist-sized purple fireballs suddenly appeared on the surface of the purple net, densely packed in an instant. The entire purple net was ejected onto the blue sword at once, sticking tightly to the surface of the blue sword and starting to burn.

"Hey!" As soon as Zi Yan and Lan Jian came into contact, Lan Jian, who had been struggling in the purple net, suddenly seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and in the interweaving of the two kinds of purple and blue lights, there were bursts of weird hissing. After a while, the dozens of transformed blue sword shadows quickly dissipated, and finally turned into the original three blue swords, but these three blue swords did not have the powerful momentum just now, and were trapped in the purple net. Groups of purple flames chased after it endlessly, and the purple net was also slowly tightened inwards under the urging of Luo Yu's spiritual power. It seemed that Luo Yu was going to directly use the purple flames to refine the blue sword.

In fact, the moment the soft young man released the blue sword, Luo Yu guessed from the cold air emitted from the sword that the soft young man should be a water-attribute or ice-attribute immortal cultivator, so Luo Yu took out the blue sword on his body without hesitation. A mid-level weapon with a fire attribute 'Ziyang pocket' to fight against the enemy. Sure enough, due to the restraint of the attribute, the blue sword is far from the opponent of the purple net.

Originally, the blue sword was considered a low-level magic weapon, but the three Bing blue swords combined would definitely not be inferior to a middle-level magic weapon. The reason why it lost to Luo Yu's purple net magic weapon was that It also has a lot to do with the gap in their cultivation bases. Generally speaking, the higher the cultivation base of a cultivator, the greater the power they will be able to wield with magic weapons.

Seeing the blue sword scurrying around being chased by Ziyan, the feminine young man was startled, naturally he would not let Luo Yu refine the blue sword magic weapon, and immediately made a formula in his hand and began to mutter something.

At this time, the magic weapon of the blue sword that was originally trapped in the purple net suddenly gathered in the middle in a flash, and then the three blue swords merged together in Luo Yu's surprised eyes, instantly forming a blue sword with a whole body. The giant sword, under the surge of cold air, actually withstood Zi Yan's burning, as if about to break free.

Luo Yu was a little surprised when he saw the three blue swords together, and he pressed the button instantly to return to normal. Without a word, he also poured spiritual power into the purple net, and immediately more purple flames densely emerged than before. He immediately joined the battle with Lan Jian. Under the burning of so many purple flames, even a high-level magic weapon, Blue Sword might not be able to support it. Under the siege of Yan, he began to twist and not support himself.

At this moment, the soft young man's complexion was extremely ugly. He never thought that this person would come out of the side ghost without any warning. But at such a close distance, he would not lose his spiritual sense at all. Naturally, the feminine young man could not have imagined that Luo Yu would practice a kind of breath-suppressing technique, which could hide his own spiritual power fluctuations.

However, the most difficult thing for the feminine young man to accept is that his three 'Blue Ice Sword' instruments were bound to death by this strange purple net without even swinging out any power. I don't know what kind of flame this purple flame is. , actually restrained his own cold attribute spiritual power, if the trump card 'Fire Thunderbolt' hadn't been placed in the dead second brother's storage bag, maybe he could have killed this person at this moment.

Just at the dazed effort of the feminine young man, the blue sword finally trembled uncontrollably, the blue shield on the body surface collapsed, and reverted to three small blue swords, but the blue light on the surface of the small swords flickered from time to time. Now, with a look of great spiritual damage, and the feminine young man thought that Luo Yu would use Ziyan to refine his blue sword, but he didn't want Luo Yu to just hit Ziwang with a formula, and Ziwang quickly received it. The three blue swords just made a slight resistance, but they were collected by the purple net.

At this moment, the purple fireball that was originally in the purple net suddenly crossed the purple net, and then gathered together in the middle. The whole process happened in an instant, when the feminine young man wanted to take out other magical weapons to defend against the enemy.

Countless purple flames "cracked!" After a few bursts, they turned into giant purple flames about half a foot long, and under the young man's feminine and unbelievable gaze, the purple flames hit him in a flash with incomparable speed, and the feminine young man Still maintaining the posture of putting one hand on the storage bag, Ziyan flickered again and again. Under the high temperature, the spiritual power shield around the feminine youth was broken by Ziyan without even being able to resist for a moment, and The effeminate young man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was reduced to ashes before he could react.

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