Underworld exchange group

Chapter 139 The Damn Secondary Syndrome
Seeing that his Yinfeng wall was cut into pieces by the storm blowing from the bracelet, and almost completely destroyed, Zhang Fan was shocked. This is not an ordinary wind, but a Yin wind.

Zhang Fan couldn't help worrying, wondering if the Yinfeng Wall could support him to sacrifice the 'Treasure of Talisman'.

Doubi Youth was surprised that he was not able to break down the opponent's defensive wind wall in one go.His bracelet is a low-grade magic weapon, and the storm bracelet is also very famous. In order to refine such a bracelet, I don't know how much painstaking effort and price I paid to get it.

This magic weapon can not only cast simple spells such as wind blade and wind wall instantly without any effort, but can also accumulate power to emit the power of a typhoon like a super large wind ball. Not only that, but it also has a boost effect on his actual wind spells , which can increase the power of the magic touch to a higher level.

That is to say, the storm emitted from the wristband is equivalent to intermediate spells, and it is concentrated all at once, followed by an indiscriminate bombardment of more than a dozen intermediate spells in an instant.

But just like that...it didn't destroy the opponent's defense in an instant.

This also made the Doubi youth tremble in his heart, and became jealous.

Zhang Fan saw that the Yinfeng Wall was about to be completely destroyed, but he didn't want to give up halfway. He knew that the power of the storm gushing out from the opponent's magic weapon would become stronger and stronger, and the attack would be more fierce, but he could only bite the bullet and suffer. hang on.

Offering up the 'fubao' is his only lifeline!
Doubi Youth has more businesses than Zhang Fanyou.

Seeing Zhang Fan posing defensively and then crossing his legs, he guessed that the opponent was holding back a big move, either casting a powerful spell or sacrificing a powerful magic weapon.

So without any hesitation, he injected his spiritual power into the bracelet again crazily, shook it violently, and shot streamers of gleaming wind blades at his opponent.

This time the wind blades emitted were small, but they were sharp and continuous.

The momentum is amazing.

And after Zhang Fan's body was protected by the wind wall for a short moment, there was a dull roar suddenly, like a piece of cloth hanging in front of his body, black air radiated out, and finally he died and was divided into pieces.

Without any hindrance, the torrent of wind blades drove straight in unceremoniously.

At the moment of life and death, he remembered that he also had a low-grade magic weapon.

The ghost messenger flag issued by the underworld when he took office as a ghost messenger.

Hastily took it out, injected spiritual energy, and swung hard at the wind blade.

Xiaoliu introduced that the Ghost Commander Banner is good against ordinary ghosts, it doesn't have much attack power, but its defense power is still good. ah.

Magical artifacts are not commonplace goods, they can be bought casually from roadside stalls, everyone has them, and only some expensive immortal cultivators can afford them.

Thick black air surged out from the Guichai flag.

But Zhang Fan was still worried.

I don't know if it can be blocked, if I change a defensive spell earlier and add a defensive spell to the Guicha Banner, it will be great to increase its defensive power.

The goddamn chat group ate up all of Lao Tzu's virtues.

The torrent of wind blades composed of hundreds of wind blades rushed over, submerged into the surging black air, and there was a crackling sound inside, very crisp, just like the wind blades hitting a stone.

An icy black light radiated from the surging black air, and it remained motionless.

A look of more than enough.

When Doubi young man saw it, he was terrified and furious, the opponent actually blocked it, the hand holding the bracelet shook, the bracelet glowed brightly, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the water ring crazily like a broken dam.

The wind blades gushed out continuously.

And his complexion also became extremely pale due to the huge consumption of spiritual energy, but it was a little bit more ruthless.

This is to fight!
Seeing this, Zhang Fan desperately poured spiritual power into the Guicha flag, and at the same time kept shaking the flag, the black energy in the flag kept gushing out.

There was a stalemate again.

The two continued to inject spiritual power into their magic weapon power.

It's like competing with martial arts masters for internal strength.

However, this is the most dangerous.

A slight delay, ranging from serious injury to death.

The stalemate continued evenly, and in the end... it all depends on who has more spiritual power in his body.

The expressions of the two gradually became painful.

The skin on his face was trembling slightly, and fine sweat flowed out.

Yao Beibei entered the computer market, went to the door of the men's toilet and yelled, but there was no response. When a boy came out and asked, there was no one there, so she had to search in the market.

After searching around, and almost running all over the computer market, she finally saw Zhang Fan and a funny young man in the aisle, and they were still posing strangely.

Just like kids fighting in the street.

A typical second attack.

Just met a patient friend!

This world is really a coincidence.

Yao Beibei originally wanted to go there, but she found that the people around her were also pointing at the far end. If she went there, it would be a bit embarrassing and shameful, so she found a place to sit down.

She also wanted to see how long these two idiots were going to fight.

Don't you want to be ashamed?
1 minutes……

two minutes...

5 minutes…

A little boy at the counter not far away looked like four or five years old, lying on the glass counter, looking at Zhang Fan and Doubi Youth and asked, "Mom, what are those two uncles doing? They look very powerful."

The woman was picking out a notebook. She had already noticed the situation here just now, what kind of ghost fire technique, what kind of wind wall technique, a typical secondary patient, and her son even said that they are good, so she quickly picked up her son and ran: "son Go, be careful not to be infected."

Zhang Fan felt that the aura in his body was about to be exhausted, and the other party seemed to have reached his limit. At this time, it would depend on who gritted his teeth and persisted.

Life and death are at this moment!
Whoever exhausts his spiritual power first will be strangled by the opponent's spell.

Doubi youth reluctantly took a pill out of his pocket, then smiled at Zhang Fan, and Xi Chuan blurted out again: "Have you got the pill yet?"

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he stuffed the pill into his mouth as if showing off.

Fuck it, you're being silly.

Actually taking drugs!

The Doubi youth was shocked immediately, and his spiritual power was greatly replenished.

You don't need to guess, you can know that it must be a elixir to replenish aura.

Zhang Fan originally had the 'Spirit Gathering Pill', but he used up all the consumption to strengthen his cultivation a while ago, now, he has no place to cry anymore.

Doubi youth let out a low growl, and raised the bracelet high.

Seeing Yao Beibei's liver hurt, I feel ashamed for him.

However...

Doubi Youth roared again.

"Hey, look at my Fenghai Sword"

Under Zhang Fan's 'Minghuo eyes', he saw Doubi young man's left hand making a quick tactic, and within the high-raised bracelet, in the storm, a flying sword with sword light came out of thin air, and in an instant it became a sword. He picked up a giant sword that held up to the sky.

It is exactly the same as a sword-shaped pattern engraved on the bracelet.

"go."

Doubi youth didn't hesitate at all, pointed the bracelet towards the opposite side, and heard the sound of the sword, and a blue light flew out.

But at this moment, Zhang Fan, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly flew a several-meter-long gray brilliance in the shape of a giant sword. He did not show any weakness and blocked the blue light, entangled with each other.

It is brewing for a long time 'Fu Bao'.

Due to the distraction to control the Guichai flag, it is only at that time that the 'fubao' can be sacrificed.

In mid-air, for a while, the blue light suppressed the gray light, and for a while, the gray light restrained the blue light again.

Flying chase.

The brilliance flickered.

1 minutes……

two minutes...

5 minutes…

The two of them have already exhausted their spiritual energy, their bodies are on the verge of falling, their eyes seem to be open and closed, and they seem to be about to faint.

The green light and gray light in the sky also gradually dimmed.

Qingmang finally disappeared without a trace.

But after Huimang lost its brilliance, Zhang Fan waved his hand with difficulty, and it fell back into his hands. Wei Wuya was right, he couldn't exert the true power of Chu Fubao at all.

Only after attaining single-ghost gathering-spirit, can the 'talisman treasure' be condensed to play its full role.

Doubi youth said: "Do you have any new tricks?" Then he saw a smug smile on his tired face, "Hehe." He took out a pill in his hand again.

The last one is his life-saving elixir.

Zhang Fan's expression changed in an instant. He really had no strength at all. He was paralyzed and cheating. His heart collapsed immediately. He swore that if he survived today, he must prepare more pills in the future.

The same collapsed as him is Yao Beibei's classmate.

Seeing Doubi Youth took out a pill again, she felt a pain in her liver, just after this guy took the pill, it seemed real, and her spirit was shaken, and she made gestures with Zhang Fan for a long time, at least five 6 minutes, 6, [-] minutes, classmates, standing in the aisle of the computer market, the two of them gestured back and forth, how serious is the second disease.

Now take out another one, there is no end!

Can you take care of other people's feelings?

Did you see that the people shopping in the market were far away.

The unbearable Yao Beibei walked over, angrily snatched the elixir from Doubi youth's hand, stared at his beautiful eyes, and said fiercely: "Enough, there is no end, how old are you?" I'm still playing, how serious is the second disease..."

Seeing his elixir being snatched away, Doubi youth looked up in astonishment, almost crying: "Give it back to me!"

(End of this chapter)