Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 23 Foundation Establishment Strike (2)

The surrounding air became icy cold, as if in the fabled ice field, more than a hundred rays of light appeared around the dialect, one attack was extremely powerful, and there were icy sword lights in all directions.

There is no way to avoid it, dialect sticks to the mind, runs the formula, and maintains the layers of armor on the body.

Bang, bang, bang, sword lights, you come first, and soon you are in front of Fang Yan.

With a bang, one layer of the talisman armor shattered, and another layer shattered with a bang.

Almost instantly, part of the sword light was blocked by the thorn cage, but the sword light passing through the gap was also powerful enough to penetrate more than a dozen layers of talisman armor, and those sword lights did not lose a tenth or two, and the dialect was shocked. How powerful are monks' spells in the foundation building period?The dialect had already overestimated the attack power of the foundation-building monks, but unexpectedly underestimated it.

There was a crackling sound next to his ears, layers of armor were broken, Fang Yan reached out and sacrificed the attacking charms in his hand one by one, and all kinds of spells danced wildly for a while.

Water Archery, Water Bouncing, Fireball, Fire Wall, Wind Blade Knife, and Wind Wall, although they are all low-level spells, they still have a lot of effect when cast with so many dozens of talismans. It has dimmed a lot.

Dialect shouted in a low voice: "Water Archery" is not a magical spell, but a spell condensed by Dialect's own mana, or a water arrow condensed with a special mana, and shot at Nangong Yu who is controlling Baidao Jianguang.

"Do you know how to encircle Wei and save Zhao? But what can a small water arrow do to me?" Nangong Yu saw a water arrow flying towards her, and ignored it at all, but unexpectedly, this water arrow was not an ordinary water arrow. She actually pierced through her spirit armor, a small water arrow, the attack power of which was no less than that of a high-grade magic weapon, Nangong Yu was taken aback, and quickly blocked it with a magic water arrow.

Just at this moment, without the support of Nangongyu, the hundred sword lights were broken by the dialect. Nangongyu looked up, and there were still 120 of the [-] six sword lights he had transformed. Dao, the dialect's talisman armor is gone, and the spell armor has also broken several layers.

The dialect is still being added, but it is far from exhausted. Seeing that the last earth armor technique is about to be broken, Nangong Yu put in more effort, and shot all the remaining sixty rays of light at only one of them. With a bang, dialect's vestment shattered into powder, and everyone around thought that dialect would soon follow in the footsteps of the vestment.

"What, there is still a spiritual armor? How can a disciple of the fourth level of Qi Refining have a spiritual armor?"

Ji Luoyu at the side of the stage could tell at a glance the origin of the spirit armor on Fang Yan's body, it turned out to be his daughter's silkworm spirit silk mask, huh?When Ji Yaoguang brought the dialect back, he only said that he met him on the road and did himself a favor, so when he brought it back to get started, Ji Luoyu didn't know that the dialect and Ji Yaoguang were so familiar.

However, he didn't mention it to Lu Qingwei who was next to him. Instead, he secretly concentrated his mana and prepared to rescue him if he couldn't support his dialect for a while.

The spirit armor is really a spirit armor, not comparable to those spirit talisman armors, it took forty consecutive sword lights to break up this spirit armor.

"Fang Yan, I don't know where you got the spirit armor, but even if you have the spirit armor, you are still no match for me. Show up." Fang Yan's body was about to be killed, and the body of a monk in the Qi refining period was no match for a mortal. Not much stronger, without the protection of the spirit armor, even a sword light can cut the dialect into two pieces.Nangong Yu didn't expect that dialect has so many methods, which is no worse than that of high-level Qi refining monks, but even so, it's the last moment now.

"Huoyan Jue." Suddenly a red and white fire dragon appeared in front of Fang Yan. Fang Yan no longer cared about holding back, and almost condensed all the mana in his body into this fire dragon. The fire dragon did not attack, but hovered over Fang Yan's body , Wrap the dialect, although it is not armor, it can also play the role of armor.

"Huh?" Not only Nangongyu, but even Ji Luoyu and Lu Qingwei were a little surprised. Nangongyu was surprised by the power of the fire dragon, and the two elders were surprised by the quality of the fire dragon. They glanced at each other: " Innate power?"

Although the power of the fire dragon is great, but the mana of the dialect is insufficient. After a few moments, the fire dragon dissipated with a bang, and Nangong Yu's sword light still has more than a dozen. .

"Junior Brother Ji." Ji Luoyu was about to make a move when Lu Qingwei's shout suddenly came from next to his ear, and he couldn't help but startled.

"You, Senior Sister Lu, actually came up with such a trick." Seeing that Jian Guang had already attacked Fang Yan, Ji Luoyu withdrew her mana and turned her head to drink. The power of the tiger's roar. "Senior Sister Lu, I need an explanation." After finishing speaking, Ji Luoyu turned his head and was about to get up and leave the martial arts stage. He secretly felt sorry for a good disciple. It is rare to see a disciple who can condense innate power during the Qi refining period .

"Juniors are fighting, and it is inevitable that they will be accidentally injured. Another day, I will give Yaoguang a top-grade magic weapon as an apology." Lu Qingwei, who was on the side, saw that her plan had succeeded, and knew that she was wrong, so she said.

"..." Just as the two of them turned their heads to the field, they found that the dialect that should have been chopped into several paragraphs did not fall down, but was still standing firmly on the stage, with a mouthful of blood in its mouth.

Standing opposite Fang Yan was Nangong Yu, who was also stunned. Nangong Yu, who was about to accept the bet, couldn't accept the result of Fang Yan still standing: "What are you, what are you?"

Fang Yan held his breath, swallowed deeply, and sent his blood essence back into his stomach, before he said, "Senior Sister Nangong, I have accepted your move?"

Nangong Yu stood stupidly, just muttering: "Impossible, impossible, how could this happen, how could this happen, impossible."

Both Ji Luoyu and Lu Qingwei had a strange look in their eyes, and Lu Qingwei sighed: "Fang Yan, you won this time, Nangong Yu, give Fang Yan the Qinghuoque and the sword formula, let's go back."

"No, master, how could I lose, I want to do it all over again, I want to do it all over again."

"Enough is enough, Fang Yan has already accepted your attack, I am willing to admit defeat, take out my things, and leave." Lu Qingwei's expression changed, and he cursed.

Hearing her master's unkind tone, Nangongyu came back to her senses. She had indeed lost. Taking a long breath, she took out a yellow flying sword with withered leaves and a jade slip and handed it to Fang Yan: "Dialect , you won, this is the green fire sparrow, the best wood and fire two-element flying sword, as for the art of refining, you can study it slowly."

Reluctantly handing the flying sword and sword formula to Fang Yan, Nan Gongyu followed her master Lu Qingwei and took out the flying sword to leave.

"Wait a minute, Senior Sister Nangong, I haven't mentioned my request yet." Fang Yan said at this time.

"En?" Lu Qingwei was a little displeased, and secretly thought that Ji Luoyu had already given face today, could it be that you, a junior, still insist on not letting him go.

Ji Luoyu on the one side didn't give up seeing that the dialect got a bargain, and was a little unhappy, but this was something that was agreed at the beginning, and the dialect was brought up, and the two elders couldn't say anything.

"Dialect, what request do you have, please tell me, as long as it is reasonable, I will satisfy you." Nangong Yu who spoke has already slowed down.

"Okay, Senior Sister Nangong, I hope that you and your younger brother Nangong Mu will not bother me in the future before I apply to enter the inner sect."

With a sound of "buzz", the hundreds of people in the audience immediately let out bursts of inconceivable calling sounds like fried bees.

Nangong Yu over there was a little stunned, and said after a while: "Okay, I promise you, Nangong Mu and I will not disturb you in the future, until the day you enter the inner sect." After finishing speaking, she followed her master Lu Qingwei The elder left.

Ji Luoyu came over and patted Fang Yan on the shoulder: "That's right, Fang Yan, right? Go back and have a rest. If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me directly."

Dialect felt that the mana in his body had recovered a lot, at least he didn't need to rely on the flying sword to stand here, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart, the foundation building period is the foundation building period, but he can help him recover so much by patting his shoulder twice Fali quickly saluted and said, "Thank you, elder, for your concern."

Ji Luoyu also flew away with Yujian.

After getting off the martial arts stage, the people below automatically divided a passage, the strong are always respected, Fang Yan dragged his tired body back to his house.

In the secret room of the elders of Qingwei Peak.

"Yu'er, I don't blame you this time. No one would have thought that there would be so many spells on the fourth level of Qi Refining, let alone that he would have practiced advanced body-training exercises."

"Master, can we cultivate such a powerful body with the technique of Mo Lingzong?" Nangong Yu looked at her master with some doubts. This time she was considered a shameful person. The monks in the foundation stage did not win a refiner The little monk on the fourth floor, although it is only a move.

"It's not our Mo Lingzong's existing skills, Yu'er, since you agreed, you have to follow the rules." Lu Qingwei said.

"Yes, master, this disciple understands that this disciple will never trouble him." Nangong Yu also showed a hint of viciousness in her eyes, and thought in her heart: "Let me be proud of you for a few days and enter the inner sect? Do you think you have entered the inner sect?" Everything will be fine? Then we will see what else you can do to escape."

"You succeeded in building the foundation. You should take this low-grade treasure, the Wutihook, to sacrifice and practice. You should also have a treasure to defend yourself."

"Thank you, Master." Nangong Yu was pleasantly surprised by a black-blue treasure, more than two feet long, with a hook on one end. It was the Wuyi hook that Nangong Yu had been coveting for a long time. up.

(End of this chapter)