Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 59 A Critical Strike After Seven Aces Draw【Seek all support! 】

[After you protect the road, the big carp swims the river and transforms successfully, builds a flawless road foundation, and evolves into a colorful koi. You can choose one of the following four options as a reward]

[[-]. The fish-scale treasure armor, the best spiritual weapon, comes with the attack blessing of colorful koi: wear the treasure armor to fight against the enemy, after every seven times of level A attack, it will be a critical strike when level A again]

[[-]. Colorful Koi Bloodline]

[[-]. Colorful koi gifted supernatural powers, colorful shadow clone]

[Four, ten times the efficiency pill, one year of efficacy]

After every seven flat A attacks, the next flat A will be a critical strike!

That is to say, the eighth flat A attack is a critical strike, which can deal double damage. After the critical strike is triggered, it will be a critical strike after seven flat A attacks, and so on.

The speed of Yan Ping's fist and sword is not fast now, because he didn't specially practice it. When Yan Ping's speed of punching and sword increases, it will be terrifying.

Especially with swords, a crit hit with a flying sword and a crit hit with [-] flying swords are completely different concepts.

Controlling ten thousand swords to attack the enemy, Yan Ping just imagined the scene and felt a little chilled for his future enemies.

Decisively choose the first reward.

"Master, those people look at the big carp so strangely!"

Yan Ping looked at the little girl carved in pink and jade in his arms, and said with a smile: "You have transformed into a human being now, so you can't be called Big Carp. The master has already given you a good name, and you will be called Cailin from now on."

"Cailin, Cailin, big carp also have names. Thank you Master."

Xiao Cailin happily gave Yan Ping a bobo.

With a fatherly smile on Yan Ping's face, he rubbed Xiao Cailin's head and said, "Get out!"

Yan Ping fell with Xiao Cailin in his arms against the wind, and the fifth, sixth, seventh and other seventeen sword cultivators sacrificed their flying swords, followed by Sima Qingwei in black armor.

Seeing the seventeen sword cultivators sacrifice their flying swords, especially the two sword immortals at the peak of the seventh level of golden core and one of the peak sword immortals of the ninth level of golden core, the people on the Tianchi Lake have already moved their minds and prepared to kill people and grab fish All lost their minds.

Even if they were present, these people would not be enough to kill the three sword immortals.

Boom~~~!

In Tianchi, there is a demon king who made a move.

A [-]-foot majestic dharma image rushed out of Tianchi, stretched out its big hand, and fell towards Yanping like covering the sky and covering the earth.

Before Sima Qing could make a move, another dharma image rushed out of Tianchi and fell from the sky. The dharma image with a total of [-] feet kicked the dharma image thousands of feet away with one kick, and grabbed Yan Ping with the other hand.

"Mr. Hydra, aren't you in a deep sleep?"

The dharma form that gradually crumbled roared unwillingly.

"Just woke up not long ago."

"The colorful koi is not something you can get your hands on."

"It's not something you can get your hands on."

Sima Qing opened his boxing frame slightly, and the intention of the boxing flowed around his body. With a kick of his foot, he was like an arrow piercing the clouds.

"The mayfly shakes the tree and is beyond its own power."

Lord Hydra sneered, looking at the ants that appeared in front of him, Faxiang suddenly closed his big hands, and his expression changed the next moment.

"Ang Ho~~!"

Accompanied by a dragon chant, a black shadow broke open the big hand of Dharma Aspect, and instantly appeared in front of Lord Hydra. The shadow of the fist filled the sky, and each punch was as heavy as a punch. In less than ten breaths, it exploded the head of Lord Hydra's Dharma Aspect .

"Magic weapon armor!"

The hydra monarch dharma retreated, and the head grew back, seemingly unscathed, but the solidity of the dharma had actually dropped a lot.

"Using the body of a warrior to activate magic weapon armor consumes much more than that of a monk. Let's see how long you can last."

The Hydra King drew his hands, and leaped out of the Tianchi densely packed snakes and pythons, many of which were monster king-level giant snakes and pythons.

There is even a hydra nearly a thousand feet long.

"Xiaoqi, go and catch the colorful koi for my father."

The sale contract signed by Lord Hydra and the Tianchi old monster is about to expire, and he does not intend to renew the contract. He wants to leave Tianchi, and he wants to return to the Dahe Dynasty.

The appearance of the colorful koi made him see an opportunity. As long as he seized this colorful koi and dedicated it to Her Majesty the Queen of the Great River Dynasty, the crimes he committed in the Great River Dynasty would be nothing. Maybe a first-class worship position.

"Yes, father."

Hydra didn't want to stay in Tianchi for a long time.

God is pitiful, he was born in Tianchi, he is almost [-] years old now, and his range of activities is around Tianqiong Peak, and he has never even visited the Beihan Plateau, let alone went outside to have a look.

Sima Qing turned around slightly, and rushed to help Yan Ping.

Hydra King Faxiang stepped forward, stopped Sima Qingwei, and said with a smile: "Your opponent is me."

Hydra led a group of snakes and pythons to rush towards Yan Ping.

Yan Ping swallowed the small colorful scales in one gulp, took out the fish-scale armor and put it on. The white armor is very gorgeous, and the size is automatically adjusted according to Yan Ping's height and shape until it fits the curve of his body.

Armored upper body, Yan Ping's body has an air of Confucianism on the battlefield.

"Leave the hydra to me, and you deal with other snakes and pythons."

"Yes, Master."

Seventeen sword repairmen and Yujian rushed towards the dense army of snakes and pythons.

"Sword Immortal, huh, I'm a different species of snake king, and the ninth-level demon king is perfect, even the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal of the lower three realms may not be able to kill me."

The huge snake body of the hydra twisted, and the nine heads sprayed out nine dharma lights.

Ice mist, water dragon, flame, thunder, wind blade...

Overwhelmingly press down on Sword Immortal.

"Just rush!"

Yan Ping roared, opened his fists, stepped up to the sky, and appeared in front of one of the snake heads of Hydra.

A heavy punch came out.

The snake's head was thrown back, and then it hit Yan Ping like a spring.

Boom~~!

Yan Ping crashed through a snow mountain, rumbled, and a huge avalanche occurred.

"Hmph, even a mere King Kong with iron bones dares to show off his prestige in front of me."

Hydra stared at the only Golden Core Nine-Layer Peak Sword Immortal in the field.

With so many sword cultivators and sword immortals, only this guy can barely make him enjoy himself.

Huh~~!

Yan Ping soared into the sky, bang bang bang, and punched six consecutive punches on one of the hydra's necks.

The eighth punch.

Boom, click~!

Crit, double damage.

This punch had the power of an ordinary Indomitable King Kong, and directly fractured the neck bone of the Hydra.

"Ow~~~!"

Hydra cried out in pain, "Damn warrior, you are actually wearing a treasure armor."

This martial artist is too wicked.

Not to mention the precious armor, but with the body of an iron-bone vajra, he can exert the power that ordinary unyielding vajras can achieve.

The hydra didn't dare to maintain its huge size, so it turned into a human body, wearing a hydra armor, holding a golden snake sword, and rushed towards Yan Ping.

Sword energy overflowed, and a golden sword condensed from sword energy appeared in Yan Ping's hand.

Brazenly meet.

Jingle bells~~~!

Looking at the human youth who fought back and forth with him.

Hydra was speechless. The guy in front of him was actually a fake sword fairy.

"Pseudo-National Soul Second Level Peak Sword Immortal, you guy, you really are..."

The eighth sword, crit.

The power of a sword is equivalent to a sword fairy at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul.

The bright sword glow stretched thousands of feet, and the Hydra was shot out thousands of feet.

Every time the sword light is annihilated by ten feet, the incision between Hydra's brows becomes deeper, and the thousand-foot sword light disappears. Before the last ray of sword light disappears, it finally penetrates the head of Hydra, red and white like a fountain.

"Tough."

Ask for a wave of recommendation tickets~

(End of this chapter)