WeChat Cultivation

100 Confession
The golden core stage has substantial mana, and unless it is a top-grade magic weapon, it cannot be resisted at all.

Fan Di just shot so many arrows in an instant, but at this moment his whole arm is still in a state of collapse, and he can't gather any mana.

Therefore, he can do nothing but try to fly.

With a flick of the golden rope, Zhu Ting moved Song Heming and Zhao Dahai's positions a little bit, causing Zhao Balong's punch to miss, and the two just recovered their lives.

Facing the Golden Core Stage, the Foundation Establishment Stage really had no chance of resistance.

Even if Fan Di possessed the high-grade magic weapon and the secret treasure Wind and Thunder Wings, it was a blessing to be able to escape.To fight back is simply wishful thinking.

After one blow missed, Zhao Balong showed a playful expression.He just thought it was a game.

Lan Qing'er took out her mobile phone to check the number of people in the group. There were still 10 minutes before the end of the game, and there were still five people left.

She kept looking at her phone, and the number of people was slowly decreasing.

Zhu Ting manipulated the golden rope and dodged Zhao Balong's three attacks.

Although Zhao Balong was able to catch up to Fan Di's supercharged Wind and Thunder Wings, he was also afraid of the power of the moon as a bow, and had no plans to directly attack Fan Di for the time being.

Even in the early stage of Jindan, if Yue Rugong hits the vital point, he will die.

"Fan Di!"

Lan Qing'er suddenly raised her head and looked at Fan Di affectionately.

Fan Di was taken aback, but also looked at her.

His expression seemed to be crying. Guliwu had just died, and his whole heart seemed to be drained, making him very uncomfortable.But he must endure the pain and be responsible for his team members to the end.

Lan Qing'er's smile was like a flower, she was unbelievably beautiful.

She smiled sweetly and looked at Fan Di. "Fan Di! I... like... like... you...!"

It seemed that she was afraid that he would not be able to hear clearly, so she pronounced the words very clearly.It seemed that she was afraid that he would not be able to hear, so she shouted at the top of her voice.It seemed that she was afraid that he would not be able to understand, so she dragged out each sound very, very long.

Fan Di froze there, not knowing how to react.He can only try to fly.

Zhu Ting faintly noticed it, and hurriedly said, "Qing'er, don't mess around!"

Lan Qing'er smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry! I won't mess around."

As she spoke, she leaned her head and kissed Fan Di lightly on the cheek.

"Fan Di, this is my first kiss, you have to be responsible to me!"

Fan Di stared at her in a daze all the time, his face was stiff and he didn't know what expression to show.

His heart demon, which was sealed during the Foundation Establishment Tribulation, almost rushed out again because of Guliu's death.And because of this clear and astringent kiss, she fell silent again.

He wants mana.

I used to think that surviving on the outer layer would protect everyone in the later stage of foundation establishment.But reality shattered his fantasy.In the golden core stage, it may still appear in the outer layer.

For this reason, Guliwu and Song Chenlu became his price.

"His mana is suppressed by the outer layer, leaving at most half a step to the level of Jindan."

Fan Di's demons disappeared, and her thoughts became clear.

"However, the power of his substantive Golden Elixir remains undiminished. The only things that are suppressed are the speed and concentration of mana."

Feeling the magic power emitted by Zhao Balong's shots again and again, he analyzed it like this.

"Immortal!"

With a thought in his mind, the Qinggang sword left his body, and under the control of his mana, he flew towards Zhao Balong who was behind him.

A magic weapon is a magic weapon after all, even if Zhao Balong is at the Jindan stage, he can't ignore it.

Especially under the blessing of "Imperial Objects", the power of all kinds of magic weapons will increase a lot.

The quality of the Qinggang sword itself has improved during the establishment of the foundation and crossing the tribulation, and with the blessing of the "imperial object", it is infinitely close to a high-grade magic weapon.

Zhao Balong waved his hand and took out a wooden tablet with a sword pattern engraved on it.

As soon as he slapped it, the sword pattern immediately emerged from the wooden sign inch by inch, turning into reality.

A high-grade magic weapon long sword leaps forward.

"Fight card!"

Zhu Ting blurted out.

Another unfamiliar term.

"Explain!" Fan Di was extremely straightforward. He who had restrained his inner demons just now was still a little manic at the moment.

Zhu Ting hurriedly continued: "The battle card is carved from spiritual wood, and a ray of power from a high-level mysterious weapon is sealed in it. When it is summoned, it will be a pity that a powerful blow will erupt."

"But the long sword on the opposite side only has the aura of a high-grade magic weapon."

Fan Di frowned.

If this sword could burst out with that unknown level of profound weapon power, they would all be dead.

"The battle cards are very precious, and they are mainly used to burn mysterious weapons. It is too wasteful to burn a high-grade magic weapon."

Zhu Ting explained.

Fan Di understood that any magic weapon of any level in the front card could be burned, but it would be a waste to burn the magic weapon.In other words, the value of the front card itself is higher than the magic weapon, and it is in the same row as the mysterious weapon.

"Hopefully it can be stopped."

He waited silently in his heart.

Qinggang Sword moved forward with powerful mana and the power of "imperial objects", and came to Zhao Balong in the blink of an eye.

The long sword that appeared in front of Zhao Balong burst out immediately.

The two swords touch.

boom!
Fan Di suddenly lost his balance under the impact of the powerful air wave, and the wings of wind and thunder carried him forward.

Zhao Balong barely stabilized his figure under such breath.

After one blow, the two swords parted.

Zhao Balong's long sword still appeared in front of him, but the brilliance on the sword became much more illusory.

Most of the sword pattern engraved on this high-grade magic weapon has been consumed.

Look at Fan Di's sword again.

The Qinggang sword hangs steadily in the air, procrastinating and confronting Zhao Balong, buying time for Fan Di to escape.

"It's amazing! The Qinggang sword can hold a high-grade magic weapon." Zhao Dahai said happily.

Fan Di sullenly said nothing.

Others don't know the situation of Qinggang Sword, but as the sword master, he knows it well.

In the collision just now, the Qinggang sword had already cracked, as long as there is another collision, even if it is a slight collision.

The sword will definitely break!
And what he can do now is to escape at full speed before Zhao Balong's next attack.

"interesting!"

Zhao Balong's eyes were full of interest, and he waved his palm, and the high-grade magic weapon long sword floating in front of him immediately shot out again.

"Farewell, my Qing Gang!"

Fan Di said sadly.

The next moment Qing Gang moved his sword.

Snapped!
When the two swords collided, the Qinggang sword had no power to parry, and it was directly turned into fragments all over the sky.

The Qinggang sword was broken.

Zhao Balong laughed out loud.

"I thought it was really so powerful, but it turned out to be a paper tiger?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his palm again, and the long sword flew towards Fan Di at an incredible speed like a war dog.

"Are you going to die?!"

Fan Di laughed bitterly.

The sword was clearly coming towards him.

Zhao Balong, who was in the early stage of Jindan, killed his Guliwu, cut off his Qinggang sword...

Now, come to reap his life.

"That's it! It's over."

He closed his eyes and murmured softly.

"I won't let you die."

A soft and gentle voice sounded in his ear.

Fan Di woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes hastily again, but it was too late.

Lan Qing'er broke away from his embrace, her frail body was already facing that terrifying sharp edge.

laugh----

　yigeng one more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)