Nine Tribulations True Immortal

Chapter 402 The Death of Qian Sanshui

But at this moment, there was a crisp sound of "bang", and Zheng Yawu's small white shield was like a spider web, with countless cracks appearing on the surface.

"Ah! My rhino horn shield! This is a high-level magic weapon!" He felt very distressed at once. He bought this rhino horn shield at a huge price and spent three years with him. Blocked the enemy's ultimate move for him.Unexpectedly, it was damaged by the mere tail hook of this black scorpion.

And at this moment, the ghost scorpion swung its tail hook again and stabbed at Zheng Yawu's chest, more violently than before.

Zheng Yawu didn't dare to take it hard now, he quickly turned over with a kite, and his body flew upside down seven or eight feet away, only to narrowly avoid the fatal blow.

"Damn it! That boy Cheng Sheng was fooled. He treated Qin Yuxuan like a waste, saying that this guy hooked up with the granddaughter of a certain elder before he joined the Shushan faction. You can see the strength of this guy's spirit beast. He is so powerful, even if Rong Kuan comes to deal with him, it will be very difficult..."

"And I agreed to Cheng Sheng's condition without thinking carefully, and only asked for [-] spirit stones... What a big loss! My broken rhino horn shield alone is worth [-] spirit stones..." Zheng Yawu At this moment, he was already very annoyed, but it was too late for him to regret his choice, because the ghost scorpion had already caught up again, its tail hook rattled and shone coldly, and stabbed straight at his vital parts.

Fortunately, although Zheng Yawu's combat effectiveness was not top-notch, he was good at escaping for his life. Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away immediately.Although the ghost spirit scorpion is stronger than him, and the running speed is faster than him.But Zheng Yawu turned while running, and didn't run in a straight line in one direction, so it took some time to catch up with him...

And when Zheng Yawu was chased by the ghost scorpion like a lost dog, Qian Sanshui was confronting Qin Yuxuan head-on.

He didn't dare to be careless at this time, and quickly opened the defensive shield, just in case.

Then, Qian Sanshui muttered something, and saw eight silver-white ice cones slowly rising in the air, floating in front of him and spinning continuously.

"Go!"

Qian Sanshui gave a loud drink, and the eight ice picks immediately went straight to meet the eight darts.He intends to use his ice cone technique to shoot down the eight darts.

From Qian Sanshui's point of view, his Cone of Ice technique has been cultivated to the Dzogchen level, which should be enough to block the eight darts that are only high-level magic weapons.

Moreover, even if he couldn't stop it, he should be able to ensure that his body is safe by opening the defensive shield.

"Dzogchen's Cone of Ice Technique?" Seeing this, Qin Yuxuan's eyes flashed coldly, and then his thoughts flickered, and he raised his hands lightly, only to see eight red fireballs the size of watermelons appearing at the same time, and then they shot toward him at an extremely fast speed. Qian Sanshui's eight ice picks flew away.

"Fireball at the Dacheng stage? Dare to head-to-head with my Dzogchen-level ice cone?" Qian Sanshui heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the eight fireballs flying towards him.

Ice spells are based on the mutated attributes produced by water spells, so they still have a certain restraint effect on fire spells.

The fireball technique at the Dacheng stage can be said to be a complete failure in front of the ice cone technique at the Dzogchen level.

Just listening to "bang, bang, bang, bang..." After eight loud noises, eight fireballs and eight ice picks collided in the air, and then the eight ice picks were melted by the fireball and turned into water drops.And the water droplets were roasted by the fire in the air, and quickly turned into water vapor.

At the same time, the eight balls of fire, whose power and temperature were significantly weakened, slammed into Qian Sanshui's defensive shield at an extremely fast speed.

"Pong!"

After a loud noise, the protective shield condensed only by the spiritual energy, under the impact of the eight fireballs, burst apart with a "crash" and became countless fragments.

"Not good! This is not a fireball technique at the Dacheng stage at all, but a fireball technique at the entry stage! The two are about the same size, but their power is not the same. It's a higher level, no wonder it can easily melt my ice pick, and Yu Jin can even break my defensive shield..." Only then did Qian Sanshui react.

He was even more depressed.Wasn't this Qin Yuxuan's cultivation at the early stage of Congealing Liquid?How can I start practicing fireball?This is completely a magic cultivation genius, not the kind of embroidered pillow that Cheng Sheng said, with a full stomach, and the little boy who got into the sect by hooking up with the granddaughter of a certain elder of the Shushan sect...

Qian Sanshui had already scolded Cheng Sheng bloody in his heart, and he even thought that this was Cheng Sheng's tricking himself on purpose.

At the same time, the eight darts continued to move forward without being hindered, flying towards Qian Sanshui's vital parts...

"Not good!" Qian Sanshui screamed strangely, and then a "lazy donkey rolled" came on the spot, and finally narrowly avoided the fatal blow, but his clothes had been pierced in many places by the darts, and his whole body was covered with bruises. Scars, dripping with blood.

"Why is this Qin Yuxuan so powerful? And there are endless means, it is extremely difficult..." If he hadn't clearly felt that Qin Yuxuan was only at the initial stage of condensing liquid, and only looked at his spell level, he would definitely think that this The guy is a monk in the late stage of liquid condensation.

It was too late to say it, but before he got up, he saw that Qin Yuxuan had already bullied him by his side like a ghost, with a faint blue light on his body.

"Wind Control Technique? The movement speed is so fast and silent, it must have reached the level of Dzogchen... My God! What kind of terrifying character is this? He is so high in both fire and wind spells His accomplishments!" Qian Sanshui felt cold in his heart.

It is not uncommon for monks in the liquid condensation stage to practice both spells to the Dzogchen level, on the contrary, quite a few.But that's limited to spells of the same class.

For example, water archery and hydrotherapy, which are both water-type spells, and fireball and flame wave, which are both fire-type spells.
However, he has cultivated two kinds of spells from different schools to the Dzogchen level.It is definitely not something that ordinary monks can do, only those geniuses who are far superior to ordinary cultivators in magic comprehension can do it.

But for such a perverted person, that bastard Cheng Sheng actually said that he is a waste, that he got into the Shushan faction only by hooking up with the elder's granddaughter. Is he trying to kill himself or deliberately lower the selling price?Qian Sanshui was extremely angry at this moment.

However, he has no chance to settle accounts with Cheng Sheng.Because after Qin Yuxuan got close to him, he punched him in the chest.

Although Qian Sanshui is wearing a purple gold armor, which is also a high-level defensive magic weapon, it can't stop the power of this punch at all.

With a sound of "噗嗵", Qin Yuxuan's fist pierced through his left chest, and stretched out from his back with a wave of blood, completely smashing his heart.

"My God! He is still an individual cultivator, and he has also cultivated the barbarian boxing to the Dzogchen level. He should also be wearing a glove with a top-level magic weapon, otherwise it is impossible to have such a strong penetrating power! My purple gold armor It's just a display in front of his fist strength..." This was also what Qian Sanshui thought before he died, the scarlet blood was still gurgling from the big holes on his chest and back, but his eyes had lost their luster.

(End of this chapter)