Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 142 Hua Jun Fights the Long Sword ([-])

"Falling leaves and flying flowers."

Jiang Xiaoli uttered these words softly, but it sounded like thunder in Hua Jun's ears.

Hua Jun was stunned for a moment, then his eyes tightened, his face did not have time to relax and his body had already made movements.

After all, the Hua family is an aristocratic family that can be named in the holy capital, so it naturally has some background, but this move of falling leaves and flying flowers is actually just a very common example among the Hua family's many skills, and it can only be regarded as an entry-level one.

Except for Nai Dong who still hadn't drawn the qi into his body, all the Hua family disciples here can easily use this move.

Falling Leaves Flying Flowers is not such a mysterious move, Jiang Xiaoli had heard Hua Heng introduce this move when he was attending a class in the outer courtyard.

It's just that although falling leaves and flying flowers are simple, they are perfectly suitable for use here.

The middle-aged man's long sword has a fierce saber aura, not to mention that the Hua family's cultivation is not as good as him at this time, even if Hua Jun's cultivation is comparable to hers, he may not be able to beat the middle-aged man's extremely domineering long sword. Take advantage of the next trace.

The blade is fierce and sharp, and the smartest way is to temporarily avoid its edge.

The leaves fell into a shield, facing the blade.

The sharp long knife was blocked, and the middle-aged man's face was serious, his wrists were pressed down, and there were faint veins on his forehead. It could be seen that the middle-aged man was already planning to kill him.

But what the middle-aged man didn't expect was that Hua Jun's move was actually a trick. Behind Ye Dun, an extremely beautiful wall of flowers wrapped Hua Jun in an instant. The flowers flying around him seemed beautiful, But it completely hides Hua Jun's figure.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, "Hiding your head and showing your tail, it's nothing but mediocrity."

As he said that, the long knife in his hand turned away, but when he broke through the flower wall, Hua Jun had already stood behind him.

The middle-aged man's teeth clenched, and he decided not to give Hua Jun another chance, so he knew Hua Jun directly.

But at this moment, Hua Jun's eyes passed the middle-aged man's fierce eyes and fell into Jiang Xiaoli's eyes.

Jiang Xiaoli smiled slightly, and opened his mouth lightly, "Flying flowers take the soul away."

Flying Flowers is also not a profound skill. Although Uncle Jiu gave Jiang Xiaoli the skill of the highest god of the Hua family, but Jiang Xiaoli didn't go through it. When I was in the courtyard outside my home, I listened to Hua Heng's explanation.

It's just that if the move of Falling Leaves and Flying Flowers just now is defensive, then this move of Flying Flowers is a fierce attack.

Hua Jun's eyes lit up, and the sword in his hand danced at an extremely fast speed. After a while, behind Hua Jun, a brilliant sea of ​​flowers appeared, but the sea of ​​flowers only existed for a while, leaving only flying pieces petals.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Again?"

No wonder the middle-aged man misunderstood, because the petals behind Hua Jun at this time really looked like the flower wall just now.

Not only the middle-aged man thinks that Hua Jun is at the end of his skills at this time, but even the children of the Hua family around Jiang Xiaoli have deep worries on their faces. Ziwei approached her sister Zijing and whispered: "Sister, this trick is really good!" Is it okay?"

Zijing frowned and glanced at Ziwei, and after thinking for a while, said: "Okay."

Even though Zijing said so, she was actually not sure herself.

Although the move of Fei Hua Seizing Soul looks very beautiful, but none of the disciples of the Hua family know that Fei Hua Seizing Soul is useless, what Fei Hua captures is Soul, but if Fei Hua can't get close to the enemy, how can this soul be captured?
But what everyone didn't expect was that Hua Jun's flying flowers not only approached the middle-aged man's body, but the flying flowers carried two very different auras, which made him fascinated.

Hua Jun has dual spiritual roots of water and fire. Originally, although the dual spiritual roots are not as good as a single spiritual root, they are still top-grade aptitudes. Logically speaking, Hua Jun will not be reduced to the Ding class of the outer courtyard.

The bad thing is that Hua Jun's dual spiritual roots are water and fire, and water and fire are incompatible. Even if Hua Jun only chose one of these two spiritual roots, the progress of his cultivation was still extremely slow, until Jiang Xiaoli arrival.

The move of Falling Leaves and Flying Flowers just now was a coincidence, but what Feihua was fighting for was the concentration of spiritual power in the bodies of both parties.

After all, Hua Jun is one level behind middle-aged men in terms of cultivation. If he puts it on someone else, then this trick may not be successful, but what makes Hua Jun different from others is that he has dual spiritual roots of water and fire.

The water and fire twin spiritual roots, which had always been a disadvantage, now became an advantage.

Hua Jun pointed at the point of his sword, and the countless petals behind him rained down on the middle-aged man. In his eyes, these are just tricks, and being able to hurt others does not mean that they can hurt him.

But what he never expected was that those petals suddenly changed dramatically the moment before he got close to him. The soft and delicate flowers that looked like soft and delicate flowers suddenly turned into ice particles and sparks. It was hit by these ice particles and Mars.

What made the middle-aged man even more angry was that these sparks and ice particles did not disappear the moment they hit him, but contained a strong spiritual force, which made him uncontrollably swayed, and the Lingtai was almost lost first. .

The corners of Jiang Xiaoli's mouth slightly curled up, and he continued, "Luo Hua Zhan."

At this time, no one doubted whether Hua Jun's move would be successful. Hua Jun had already followed Jiang Xiaoli's words, and a huge sword shadow appeared behind him.

This sword shadow is all composed of petals, and these petals are all transformed by Hua Jun's spiritual power.

Hua Jun held his sword high, just like a middle-aged man holding a long knife, but at this time, the two sides lost one, and the person wielding the sword changed from a middle-aged man to Hua Jun. .

Hua Jun's eyes sharpened, and he shouted, "Cut!"

On Hua Jun's extremely ordinary sword, with that extremely huge sword shadow, it slashed towards the middle-aged man's face fiercely, just like the middle-aged man did before.

The middle-aged man, whose mind was unstable, raised his long knife hastily, and with a bang, Hua Jun's sword was full of coercion, causing the middle-aged man whose cultivation base was higher than him to bend his knees.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth tightly, Hua Jun's face was not relaxed, and everyone's eyes were watching the battle in front of them nervously.

Jiang Xiaoli didn't speak any more, she looked at Hua Jun quietly.

Because she knew very well in her heart that at this most critical moment, if Hua Jun wanted to win, she could rely on him, and in the end only himself, no one else could help him.

The final cut was all about spiritual power and perseverance.

Hua Jun's back was already wet with sweat, and Luohua Zhan consumed a lot of aura, and his little aura was almost exhausted.

In other words, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Hua Jun stared at the middle-aged man under the sword, once again the arrogance of the middle-aged man breaking in and the contempt of the nostrils flashed across his mind, he seemed to hear a soft pop in his mind.

The dantian, which had been exhausted, was once again filled with spiritual energy, which quickly flowed into the limbs and bones.

"what!"

Hua Jun let out a loud roar, and when everyone was confused, Jiang Xiaoli stood at the door of Hua's ancestral house and smiled softly.

(End of this chapter)