The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 272

"Next, it's your turn!"

Wu Zhi looked at the five Wang rank masters strangely, with a relaxed expression on his face, he didn't take these people to heart at all.

Those five king rank masters glared at Wu Zhi angrily, feeling only a sense of shame.

The five of them teamed up with five human-level companions to besiege a human-level cultivator. In the end, not only did they fail to take down the celebrity-level cultivator, but the opponent took down five partners in a short time.

Shame!
"One trick to solve you!"

Wu Zhi said proudly, a cold aura spread around his body.

"It's crazy!"

The five king-level masters were furious, and they unleashed the most powerful attacks one by one, and went straight to envelop Wu Zhi.

There is no other way, Wang Jie's first- and second-level masters are not enough in Wu Zhi's eyes.

The magic step unfolded, dodging the attacks of those people, and at the same time, the icy aura became more intense around him.

"Frozen snow drifts!"

Wu Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out, and the cold aura in his body quickly rushed into the air, drawing the vitality of the day.

In the sky, heavy snow was flying, hitting people's faces, and there was a piercing chill.

Moreover, that snowflake also has a strong attack power, making it hard to defend against.

With Wu Zhi at the center, the space around him began to condense rapidly.

The ice quickly spread to the surroundings, covering the five cultivators, making it difficult for them to move.

"what happened?"

The five king rank masters were shocked, desperately mobilizing the vitality in their bodies to resist.

However, the icy aura gathered too quickly and didn't even give them a chance to withdraw.

"Be more violent!"

Wu Zhi quietly took out a handful of small red pills and stuffed them into his mouth, with the help of that majestic energy, the power of the frozen snow flutter was a little bit stronger.

He is now a seventh-level spiritual cultivator of the human rank, and the primordial aura in the sea of ​​consciousness has nearly doubled, so he can finally fully display this frozen snow.

He was extremely satisfied with that power.

The icy breath continued to spread, and finally, the five king-level masters stopped struggling and turned into five ice sculptures of different shapes.

"Have you taken it?"

After the five cultivators completely lost their movement, Wu Zhi stared at Long Jianren proudly, and asked disdainfully.

Long Jianren's face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Very well, I whispered to you! You can be my opponent!"

Taking advantage of his face, Long Jianren said in a cold voice.

"Wow!"

Hearing his words, the cultivators of Xuanlongtang immediately became excited.

Wu Zhi won, and he still faced the siege of everyone on the other side, this is simply against the sky!
Now hearing Long Jianren admit defeat in person, these people are as comfortable as eating a popsicle on a hot summer day.

However, Wu Zhi felt a little upset, he just rolled his eyes.

"Your sister, this girl is too crazy. I defeated all the people under him, and I can only be his opponent. Who cares!"

Wu Zhi muttered in his heart.

"Three moves!"

Long Jianren gestured with his fingers, and said arrogantly: "I can take you down with only three moves!"

"You take yourself too seriously, I bet, even if it is ten tricks, twenty tricks, thousands of tricks, you can't do anything to me!"

Wu Zhi stared back at him disdainfully, disapproving of his words.

"Crazy enough, then take my move of Tianxuan Nine Changes!"

Long Jianren yelled loudly, and a deep chill emerged from his body. At some point, a long sword appeared in his hand. He shook lightly, and nine blurred phantoms exuded a strange aura. Xiang Wuzhi's whole body covered the vital points.

This sword, with extraordinary momentum, almost blocked all of Wu Zhi's escape routes, full of killing intent and unpredictable.

Wu Zhi felt the strong pressure, he only felt that his movement skills seemed to be affected and became unsmooth.

"Unstoppable!"

Wu Zhi made a judgment instantly.

Then, his figure flickered, he unfolded his magic step, and rushed to the side.

The game is accelerated to the limit, and with his current spiritual cultivation level of seven human ranks, once the magic step is used, it is almost impossible to detect any traces.

"So fast!"

Long Jianren sighed in admiration, and the ninety-nine blurred sword shadow suddenly exploded, covering a piece of sky, and rolled straight towards Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi's footsteps followed the mysterious footwork, wandering in the ferocious sword light, and quickly escaped from the range of the long sword.

"Second sword!"

Long Jianren shouted loudly, and with a turn of the sword, the nine fuzzy phantoms suddenly merged into one, condensing a ferocious sword light, as if about to cut through the void, and stabbed at Wu Zhi with monstrous power.

This sword is extremely fast, but compared to Wu Zhi's speed, it is simply weak.

Stepping on the sword light, Wu Zhi leapt forward and dodged it.

"The third sword!"

"Sword moves mountains and rivers!"

A dazzling light burst out from Long Jianren's eyes, and when the long sword was stretched out, it seemed that the entire mountain and river were shaking with great power.

However, Wu Zhi has already adjusted the acceleration of the game to the limit, and the speed has reached a mechanism, and Long Jianren's attack cannot cause him any damage at all.

In a head-to-head confrontation with Long Jianren, Wu Zhi may not be an opponent, but Long Jianren can't harm him either.

Soon, the three swords had passed, Long Jianren didn't hurt Wu Zhi in the slightest, and his expression was extremely gloomy for a moment.

"The fourth sword!"

Wu Zhi reminded with a smile.

Long Jianren was unmoved, but just sent out fierce attacks one after another blindly.

"The fifth sword!"

"The tenth sword sword!"

"Hurry up, the No.20 sword is here!"

Long Jianren's attack speed was very fast, but in front of Wu Zhi, he became scum in an instant.

Wu Zhi felt a little complacent.

Lao Tzu is not your opponent, but you don't want to do anything to Lao Tzu.

"Why don't we all talk about a tie?"

Wu Zhi suggested to Long Jianren.

Long Jianren was unmoved, but attacked with a sullen face.

Finally, Long Jianren stopped first, he was so tired that he was out of breath.

"Why don't you fight?"

Wu Zhi looked at him from a distance, it was hard to say that he asked easily.

"Hit your sister, don't run away if you have the guts."

"If you have the guts, just stand there and let me shoot hundreds of knives."

Wu Zhi directly rolled his eyes and retorted.

"You are a scoundrel, my master is not as knowledgeable as you, let's go!"

Long Jianren's face was cloudy and uncertain, he glared at Wu Zhi bitterly, then waved his hand directly, and led his subordinates to walk outside the Xuanlong Hall.

"Hey, who won this exchange?"

Wu Zhi's voice echoed in Xuanlong Hall, but Long Jianren's voice never came again.

"Wu Zhi won!"

As soon as Long Jianren left, all the cultivators in Xuanlong Hall immediately shouted excitedly.

Relying on his own strength, Wu Zhi not only defeated dozens of cultivators in Tianlong Kingdom, but even drew with Long Jianren, which immediately aroused compliments from everyone.

(End of this chapter)