Immortal Mansion of Eternal Life: I Can Receive Farming Rewards

Compared to Tie Wu, Fang Yun paid more attention to Ye Mingzhang, who was a cultivator with thunder spirit roots and was good at using thunder magic.

Although Fang Yun caught the opponent off guard with his fierce sword technique, once he reacted, Fang Yun needed to be careful.

With his blood and qi being consumed crazily, Ye Mingzhang was suppressed and gasping for breath. He could only continuously release a lightning barrier to block Fang Yun's sword slash and release lightning to counterattack.

But for some reason, a lightning bolt hit Fang Yun, but Fang Yun seemed to be unaffected, not even a moment of stiffness, and continued to slash at him indifferently.

His eyes took the opportunity to notice the clothes Fang Yun was wearing, and his eyes suddenly became solemn. This was a second-level treasured robe.

Then he became puzzled. Who on earth was this guy and why was he so extravagant.

Ye Mingzhang frowned, turned around to avoid Fang Yun's knife, and took a ring from his waist.

In the late stage of refining, the magic power blew, and the ring stretched to the air, emitting bursts of purple lightning.

Fang Yun naturally knew what it was, and retreated before it rose into the air.

"Thunder from the sky!"

But it seemed too late. As the purple lightning flashed, endless lightning enveloped the area around Fang Yun.

Lightning and lightning fell in an endless stream, knocking the black tortoise shield directly away. However, it was a first-grade magic weapon after all, and it was not so easy to be destroyed, not to mention that it was a black armor shield refined from the unparalleled black armor shell.

But Fang Yun was not so lucky. Thunder and lightning rumbled, and lightning came out like a dragon, hitting Fang Yun.

Thunder exploded, accompanied by a violent roar, as if it struck a big bell, and brilliant purple lightning flashed, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged, without any fluctuations, but he was covered in dust and looked a little embarrassed. His spiritual shield had been shattered, but above his head, there was a gray-black small bell covering him.

"Another top-grade magic weapon, where did you get so many treasures?"

Somehow, Ye Mingzhang always felt a little terrified in his heart. The lightning attack he just released seemed to be less powerful than before.

Fang Yun was not moved by his words and did not answer his question. He threw out a water arrow with his backhand, followed by a fireball, and many tiny seeds popped out from between his fingers. The seeds grew as soon as they fell to the ground and were controlled to wrap around him.

"You're the one who wants the treasure, right? I want it too!"

Ye Mingzhang is also an old-fashioned high-level cultivator who loves to explore ruins in his early years. He originally had several good treasures on him for self-defense.

However, due to an accident, he was seriously injured and had to sell most of his magic tools in exchange for healing pills. Only one or two handy weapons were left.

He took out a thundercloud handkerchief. When the handkerchief came out, clouds and mist shrouded Ye Mingzhang's figure completely.

And the clouds and mist continued to spread. The clouds and mist were extremely dark, with heavy moisture, just like cumulonimbus, pouring down heavy rain.

The cloud moved towards the black bee behind Fang Yun. At this time, Ye Mingzhang was hiding in the clouds and mist, and was planning to rescue Tie Wu first. The two of them had a chance to win over Fang Yun only when they worked together.

At this point, how could he not know that Fang Yun was clearly a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Refining like him, but he was still hiding his cultivation level, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, which was really shameless.

Fang Yun would never let him do what he wanted, and with one hand he pinched a seal, and countless arrows flew in all directions.

The arrows broke through the air with infinite force. Although the soft handkerchief in Ye Mingzhang's hand was a soft object, it had unparalleled defense.

The arrow condensed into water arrow hit it and was immediately shattered, turning into water splashes and dissipating.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Along with the sound of arrows volleying in the air, locusts flew like rain, and the speed of spell casting became faster and faster. This water arrow technique was originally Fang Yun's most proficient spell. After practicing to the great success realm, he could manipulate this technique at will.

The power is entirely up to him. He had previously used the condensed arrows as a casual test, but now was the real power of this spell.

These arrows were faster than one another, and one arrow was even faster than the other. Fang Yun also used pure Yuan mana to bless them, and various buffs were superimposed. In the process of approaching Tie Wu, Ye Mingzhang could deal with them at first.

But at this time, his handkerchief magic weapon had been blown to the point of being shaky, so he had to be extremely alert to deal with Fang Yun's offensive.

Fang Yun's eyes condensed, and he chuckled: "I'm looking for you!"

He raised the water rhyme gourd in his hand, and a purple-gold water arrow shot out. After the water arrow technique was perfected, Fang Yun could already control the water source in the air to condense arrows, and no longer needed to use external objects to cast this spell.

But he always carried the Water Charm Gourd with him, because the Water Charm Gourd was loaded with the one-yuan heavy water that he had worked hard to refine. With this spiritual water, he could perform the Water Arrow Technique, and the arrows were even more powerful. He could also perform the killer move he had figured out, "The Deadly Serial Immortal Arrows", named after the previous novel.

When the arrows were cast, Ye Mingzhang felt endless palpitations, "Danger, I will die!"

Feeling a gust of wind coming, he didn't think about it and turned into a rolling gourd to avoid the first arrow. What immortal posture, what elegant demeanor, were all thrown behind his mind at this time.

But the second arrow and the first arrow that followed made him feel desperate.

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