Chapter 155 Pride

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Not only that, two more people took out their talismans and also used the fireball technique, controlling the fireball to attack Zhou Xing.

The three tiger warriors were about to dodge when they saw a layer of Guishui protective shield appearing on their bodies, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed. When the fireball hit this protective shield, an unpleasant sound could be heard, but it could not get in. The three men were so excited that they waved their swords and stabbed or chopped at Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing sneered a few times without panicking. Just watch him put more force on his feet, moving back and forth, left and right like a ghost, to ensure that he would not be surrounded by several people. At the same time, his hands were not slow at all. He was superior to his opponent Zhou Chao in terms of swordsmanship and speed. In an eye-catching moment, the long sword flashed with green light, and the Guishui protective shields on the three people were all reduced to nothing.

This is the weakness of the Guishui protective shield. It is very effective in defending fire spells or talismans, but if it is attacked by a monk with force, it will be broken in one blow.

Those people obviously had no experience fighting magicians before, and they had never used Guishui protective shield. The protective shields used most by these monks are metallic and earth-based, both of which provide excellent physical defense. At this time, when he saw that the Guishui protective shield on his body disappeared instantly, he was shocked. They were also extremely experienced in fighting, so they flew back immediately.

Seeing this, the extremely skilled Huben, who was about to pounce, suddenly stopped again and assumed a defensive posture. With his skill, after so many attacks, he was not only outmatched by the opponent at every turn, but this time he was so frightened that he could only defend. His face that was covered by the helmet suddenly felt hot. It was really embarrassing.

Although he thought so, others didn't.

It is extremely rare for magicians to be able to control like this fake Yuzhang King monk. It is unprecedented for those people in the palace who usually pride themselves on being well-informed.

Everyone said that Taiwei Wang Yan's magic skills were unparalleled in the world. For Wang Yan's status, he had not done anything personally for many years.

Everyone is a master, no matter how talented the monk is, they all know that any skill must go through repeated training before practice makes perfect, and only then can you come up with clever tricks. How many times does such a changeable magic method need to be tempered to reach such a state? How much spiritual energy does this cost?

But they didn't know that even Wang Yan was horrified when he saw Zhou Xing's tactics. It's just that he has always had an excellent demeanor, and even if Mount Tai collapses, he will not change his appearance. In the eyes of others, it was naturally Wang Taiwei who had everything under control.

He asked himself, he could make the fireballs more powerful, and he could control more fireballs at the same time, but he would not be able to make the fireballs change directions so continuously and at will until he was at least fifty years old.

Where did this person come from?

Regardless of whether he is so superb in swordsmanship, talismans or spells, when did such a monster-like genius appear in this world? In fact, given time, all three skills can reach the level of a great master!

There was only one person who was the last great master in all three categories, and that was the legendary Saint Kong Ke Kong!

If this is true, then if this person dies here today, wouldn't this be a pity for all the monks in the Jin Dynasty?

Thinking of this, he turned to look at his third brother Situ Wangrong. The two brothers had the same mind, and they could see each other's thoughts in each other's eyes.

What Wang Yan didn't know was that Wang Rong had already figured out who this person was.

The destined person, this person is exactly the destined person who was sent to Hongdu College by himself!

At that time, I thought I could suppress this destined person, I thought he would just live an ordinary life as a commoner, but I didn't expect him to rise up at the right time.

Is it true that destiny cannot be changed?

So what should I do to comply with destiny?

Let's say that Zhou Xing saw two fireballs attacking him one after another. He turned around and his wrist first drove the long sword in his hand to rotate in a large circle at a constant speed, and then the speed became faster and faster, and the circle became smaller and smaller. The two fireballs flew over and were immediately sucked into the layers of circular green light, as if they were subject to great suction. The two monks who were manipulating the fireball talismans in the distance suddenly couldn't feel the spiritual connection between themselves and the two fireball talismans, and their expressions changed greatly.

"Use your sword to break the law!" Someone in the hall had already exclaimed.

Legend has it that if you practice swordsmanship to the Zhou realm, you can use a long sword in your hand to break all the laws in the world. But for many people, the reason why a legend becomes a legend is that no one has seen it, everyone has only heard of it. And this monk pretending to be King Yuzhang showed everyone all kinds of incredible swordsmanship of Zhou Chao one after another. Although they were hostile, everyone was still fascinated by him. Many people couldn't help but slow down on their feet and hands.

This person is definitely a rare master of swordsmanship! Even if he cannot reach the realm of a grand master, he should at least be at the level of a second-grade purple-robed monk!

Zhou Chao's swordsmanship, which opened the eyes of these monks, was something that many of these well-informed palace men had never seen before. It was the first time that many people knew that swordsmanship could be used in this way. If it hadn't been for this occasion, someone would have asked Zhou Xing for advice.

Zhou Xing didn't know what these people were thinking. He had fought countless times with the god-level player known as "The Best Sword in the World" in online games. The two had wins and losses. Generally speaking, he won more than he lost. The mantra of "The Best Sword in the World" is: Talisman is the biological son of the designer of this game!

At their level, they have a very deep understanding of talismans, spells, and swordsmanship. Even if they change accounts and play another profession again, they will reach the level of a god-level player.

"Destroy!" After Zhou Xing cut off the connection between the two fireball talismans and the user's spiritual power, he slashed continuously with the long sword in his hand, and the two fireballs immediately disappeared without a trace.

Although the fireball talisman and the fireball technique look the same on the surface, one uses the spiritual power contained in the talisman to burn, and the other uses the monk's own spiritual power to burn. In other words, the fireball formed by the fireball talisman actually contains the energy of the talisman. Zhou Xing only needs to destroy the inside, and the fireball talisman will naturally disappear.

"Go!" Zhou Xing shouted again and let the three fireballs around him attack the people who were rushing towards him. He no longer ignored the three fireballs and flew out of the gate of Guangyang Hall.

However, the next moment, the smile that just appeared on his face was frozen as if it had encountered dry ice.

A few feet away from the front, three rows of tiger warriors in front of the palace, holding bows and arrows with fully loaded bow strings, looked at him expressionlessly. The iron arrow tips on the tops of those long bows reflected a chilling cold light under the sunlight.

There are dozens of archers in each of these three rows, and there are about a dozen burly tiger warriors standing on both sides holding broadswords, spears and other long weapons, each of them looks mighty and mighty. Especially a man in black armor, with a body length of more than two meters, eyes as big as copper bells, and a pair of big hands as big as cattail fans. Combined with the sword of King Guan that is several feet long in his hand, he is really like a god descending to earth, making people look at him. of fear. There is also a row of large shield warriors squatting in front of these three rows of archers, obviously to provide cover for the archers.

The black-armored man saw Zhou Xing rushing out and immediately raised his long-handled sword in his right hand. Zhou shouted: "First row of archers, shoot!"

Among all kinds of weapons, which weapon is the most deadly?

Bows and arrows, of course!

You can use your sword skills to reach the gods, you can use your spells to change, and you can use talismans to reach the sky. But on the battle formation, as long as the archers set up the battle formation, any monk will have to retreat!

"Bang, bang, bang." When the tigers in front of the palace, who had already stretched their bowstrings, heard the order, they immediately released their hands holding the bowstrings. These long bows are all large bows with iron tires, and they are engraved with talismans for reinforcement. Their strength can be said to be unparalleled in the world. This is the imperial palace of the Jin Dynasty, and the tigers in front of these palaces are naturally equipped with the best standard equipment of the Jin Dynasty.

These bows and arrows were so powerful and covered a wide range that Zhou Xing had only one place to go, and that was to fly into the sky. But this was obviously designed by the other party.

"Holy shit!" Zhou Xing cursed fiercely, even though he knew in his heart that flying to Zhoukong was a big hole dug for him, but now this hole was the only one that was safe.

"Second row of archers, shoot!" The big man in black armor continued to order with a cold face. A monk with a cultivation level as high as Zhou Chao can use spiritual power to move in the air, but after all, the speed is not comparable to that on the ground. And these bows and arrows are so fast and cover such a wide range that no one can dodge them in the air. In his opinion, this person might not be able to escape the fate of being shot into a hornet's nest.

However, the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank!

"All archers, shoot!"

When Zhou Xing was flying upward, he began to rapidly circulate the spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi. Even in the Guangyang Palace just now, he was far from using all his strength, but now, he had to use all his strength to deal with the random shooting of bows and arrows. A layer of water vapor first appeared around his body, and then the water vapor became thicker and thicker. Suddenly, all the water vapor solidified together, forming a polygonal prism-like icicle, surrounding Zhou Xing and spinning rapidly.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Zhou Xingqi Sea was suddenly reduced by more than half!

There was a din of "ding-dong-dang", and the smooth and hard multi-sided ice surface made most of the long arrows unable to bear the force, and they all slid against the ice surface to other places, leaving only countless scratches. Only a small part shot onto the ice surface, but it only left ice pockets of varying depths, but could not break the ice cover. And with Zhou Xing's continuous spiritual power, these ice nests disappeared in an instant.

Although these long arrows failed to penetrate the ice cover, the force brought by these long arrows was very strong. Zhou Xingren was in the air, and those shot by these long arrows flew back quickly.

"That's fine, the saved labor and capital will run away on their own." Under this bad situation, Zhou Xing still optimistically calculated, "When he falls, he may have passed two palace walls."

"Stop shooting." Just as Zhou Xing was calculating which direction to take to escape from the palace after landing, he heard the black-armored man command loudly again. But this thunderous sound seemed to be ringing in my ears. After he quickly turned in one direction, he saw the big man flying in the air. Zhou Zhou raised the Guan Wang sword in his hand and struck at him like a god.

The man and the sword were still several feet away, and even Zhou Xing, who was within the ice cover, could feel the strong wind coming from across his face.

Not only was the power of this sword unmatched, but the angle was also extremely sharp in seconds, leaving Zhou Xing nowhere to dodge.

"Fuck!" Zhou Xing cursed angrily for the second time. This ice shield was afraid of such heavy weapons, not to mention the strength of the big man, which was rarely seen in his life.

"Master, absolute master!" Zhou Xingyi followed his heart, and the ice shield immediately opened a hole, allowing his arm to stretch out from the hole. He must try his best to resist!

He knew in his heart that the long sword in his hand could not withstand the opponent's force, which seemed to split a mountain in half, but under the cover of the opponent's long sword, he had nowhere to hide or escape, so he could only choose to fight head-on.

One force can defeat ten!

In the face of this absolute power, any tricks are so powerless.

"It would be great if I also had a heavy weapon in my hand!" This was Zhou Xing's thought before his long sword came into contact with the opponent's big blade.

The next moment, he heard a crisp "snap" sound, and the sword in his hand was easily split in half by the opponent's sword, and the speed of the opponent's sword only slowed down a little.

Zhou Xing has tried his best! The moment his long sword came into contact with the opponent's broadsword, he used the most sophisticated force-relieving technique. But the opponent's strength is too great, and the opponent's sword is too fast.

Immediately afterwards, there was another loud "click" sound, and the thick layer of ice cover on Zhou Xing's body was shattered by the big man's knife, flying all over the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.

Zhou Xing felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge hammer, and his internal organs were suddenly shaken out of place.

"Poof!" He looked like a kite with broken strings, falling straight backwards. The blood spurted out looked like a bright flower, blooming in full bloom under the sun.

"Wow, Coach Li's bravery is truly unparalleled in the world! With just one move, he was able to take down this man."

"It's all the result of everyone's joint efforts." Coach Li had just landed on the ground, looking at Zhou Xingyu's figure falling in the air, and said loudly, "The credit belongs to everyone, but we have to take out this person first. "

"Coach Li is so heroic." Seeing Zhou Xing's completely out-of-control figure in the air, everyone who had been nervous finally started to smile, "Anyone who has been stabbed like this by Coach Li, even if he has a heavenly cultivation level, if he can still get up, Even if I lose! Damn it, who dares to take the courage of a bear and a leopard, and even dares to pretend to be King Yuzhang to cause trouble in the palace, isn't he afraid of being punished by the Nine Clan? I want to see what this person looks like, right? It has three heads and six arms."

These tigers in front of the temple, led by the powerful instructor Li, climbed over a wall, walked through the straight path paved with blue bricks between the two walls, and climbed over another wall.

It turned out to be another straight road!

Coach Li's face suddenly turned cold!

Everyone looked at each other except for those Huben warriors who were still chatting and laughing heartlessly. Most of these people have been on duty in the palace for more than a year. There is absolutely no place in this palace that has a straight road outside the partition wall.

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