Infinite Defense

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Beili Sect, in the place where Mu Qingxue met Chi Dun for the first time.

The lake water became warm due to the hot summer. Mu Qingxue was standing there with her eyes closed, and the cold air visible to the naked eye diffused downwards and spread around her body.

In her hands, a cylinder about one meter long slowly condensed into shape.

Her spirituality has already encountered a bottleneck. With the ice bullets she condenses now, it can't cause more damage at all, and there are still some deficiencies in the trajectory.

The former can only be compensated by relying on cultivation, while Mu Qingxue can only work hard on the latter at present.

She wanted stronger power, and cultivation was a long process. If Mu Qingxue wanted to strengthen herself in a short period of time, she could only work hard on improving her spiritual skills.

Although she can currently locate the target with the square finger, the hit of the ice bullet is still a problem.

In the long-distance flight, the ice bomb will always have some deviations, although it will not be out of Fangzhi's control range, but what if the enemy is farther away?

In that case, the deviation would be too large, and Mu Qingxue would not be able to attack effectively.

The first question that came to her mind was that when the ice bomb was released, she could only correct it with her mind, but if it deviated by a tiny bit at this time, after it flew out, it would deviate by one or two meters, and it would only Constantly expanding.

So, she made something to aim at.

If the ice bomb flies out after passing through a one-meter-long stabilizer, will it be more stable?

Whoosh-!

The ice bomb flew out, but the hollow ice tube was also shattered due to the strong rotation force of the ice bomb.

The result was even worse than I thought, and the ice bomb didn't hit the target.

Mu Qingxue tried to make a bigger ice cube, leaving only a small hole in the middle, and fired again.

This time it stabilized a lot, but the result was still not as good as she expected.

The hole that was used to stabilize the ice bomb was still destroyed by the ice bomb and was no longer usable.

And along with that, there was another problem.

After the ice bomb flies too far, it will slowly fall.

Mu Qingxue couldn't make Fang Zhi fly at the same speed as the ice bomb, so she couldn't control the ice bomb that flew halfway.

Mu Qingxue's aura conversion speed is not that fast, and she doesn't have Yun Lingling's terrifying amount of aura in her body.

But her spiritual energy is very strong, and the condensed ice bombs are much harder and colder than ordinary ice.

However, if she had to condense such a large piece of ice to assist the trajectory of the ice bomb every time she fired the ice bomb, she estimated the amount of her spiritual energy, and it would be empty four or five times.

It's not that she has never thought about using a bow and arrow, but the speed and power of the bow and arrow are far less than this small ice bomb.

After resting for a while, Mu Qingxue resumed her spiritual art research.

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"Feng'er, it's time to eat..."

This is the second time Lin Yiran has come to ask Chi Feng to eat. This time, Chi Feng has changed a lot after coming back from the outside.

As Chi Feng's mother, she naturally knows better than anyone else.

Chi Feng, who hated practicing the Lihuo sword the most, was silently repeating the same movement at this moment.

prick!

prick!

prick!

Sweat fell drop by drop, his eyes were not distracted, and he didn't even hear Lin Yiran's voice calling him to eat.

He is repeating the same movement tirelessly, which is the movement he has been doing since he was eight years old.

Twisted body and raised legs, retracted abdomen and raised chest, thrust out the long sword again and again, retracted the sword into its sheath, drew it out again, again.

Chi Feng at that time, just because this move was very handsome, just like the hero in the story told by his mother, it looked very chic, so this move 'Fire to the Sky' became the first sword move in his life.

He still remembered the blue flame that streaked across the sky and the sword that almost pierced through the sky at the dawn when the devil rats flooded.

It was his father, the sword stabbed by Chi Yuan.

It's not just the difference in spiritual energy, but also the sword intent contained in it, with the flame as the edge, piercing through everything, an unstoppable sword.

He wants to know where he is.

The stabbing action of the long sword was not fast at all, because the owner of the sword had repeated this action too many times, his wrist was already sore and he had lost his strength.

Apart from the straight angle of the stabbing, Chi Feng's fire soared into the sky, just like a child playing house.

That chic posture has long been deformed, leaving only a sweaty mess.

"The wind..."

Lin still murmured, and walked over slowly.