Seeing that the other party was only a hundred feet away from him, Shen Luo was horrified. He quickly swayed his body, put some distance away from the other party, and flew to another place.
When he was about to continue running away, the cyan light that followed came to him as fast as the wind and blocked his way.
The person who appeared in front of him in the blue light was not Ye Mao who invited him to go to sea this time. Who could it be?
Ye Mao looked at him with raised eyebrows, his eyes were extremely cold and gloomy, and his whole person was filled with a sense of solemnity. He was completely different from the smiling Ye Mao when he got along with them before.
Shen Luo knew that the other party came here to chase him, not to reconnect with him or invite him to join them, but to kill people and seize treasures.
He knew the other party's intentions very well. No matter what he said now, such as begging for mercy, the other party would not let him go. Only by fighting with his life could he have a way out.
Thinking of this, Shen Luo's expression became extremely serious. He decided not to think about the so-called escape. Since he couldn't escape, he would give it a try.
Just in time, he wanted to give it a try. After forming the pill, he relied on the magic power and spiritual consciousness amplitude brought by the Nine Turns Sword Art and the Divine Evolution Art.
And whether the magical powers and techniques he has cultivated can defeat a monk who is a little higher than himself.
Immediately, Shen Luo said to him coldly with a gloomy face: "Ye Daoyou has been in trouble so far. I'm afraid it's useless to say anything. Let Jiang show your strength!"
Hearing this, Ye Mao couldn't help but sneer, his expression full of contempt and disdain. He snorted and said sarcastically: "Humph! What an arrogant boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. You are just in the early stage of a golden elixir, and you dare to say that in front of me. You say these words, but you don’t know that killing you is as easy as killing a chicken!”
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Ye's words to be so sharp. I just don't know if your own strength is as strong as what you just said." Shen Luo replied unceremoniously.
"you wanna die!"
Ye Mao shouted loudly, raised his big hand, stood his five fingers together like a knife blade, and swung towards Shen Luo in the air, making a horizontal slashing gesture.
The moment the knife in his hand was slashed out like a blade, a blue light flashed out, and a blue half-moon-shaped knife light about ten feet long was seen slashing towards Shen Luo's direction.
Seeing this, Shen Yang immediately put up a spiritual protective shield without thinking, completely protecting himself.
Since he had just formed a pill and did not have a defensive magic weapon in his hand, he could only rely on the spiritual protective shield for simple resistance.
After doing this, he flicked his sleeves and directed several small fireballs emitting high temperature and blazing heat toward the opponent's sword.
The moment the fireball appeared, it was hit head-on by the sword light that hit it.
I saw that the fireballs it fired were continuously increasing in size at a speed visible to the naked eye while flying in mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, the fire ball that was supposed to be the size of a marble turned into a blazing fireball several times larger than a watermelon, with flames constantly emitting from its body.
The fireballs came in groups, almost in no particular order, and hit the blue half-moon-shaped sword light.
When the two touched together, they immediately made the sound of a fireball exploding, and the entire air exploded with fireballs, turning into a sea of fire with rising flames everywhere.
Ye Mao saw the light of his sword being deflected by the opponent's several fireballs. A look of surprise flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but say with emotion: "I didn't expect that you actually mastered the low-level spell, the fireball technique! You have practiced it to this level. to the point.”
"Haha, it's just a gadget."
Shen Luo looked like he was used to it and said calmly without taking it seriously.
He looked like this on the surface, but in his heart he was very satisfied with the power of the Fireball Technique.
Of course, regarding Ye Mao's words, otherwise he would not want to study the low-level spell Fireball, but the spells he has learned are too few.
Currently, except for the mid-level attack spell Golden Blade that I have learned, the rest are either mid-level auxiliary spells or low-level spells such as fireball.
Spells are indispensable for cultivators. They are one of the many methods used by cultivators to fight. However, they are cumbersome and time-consuming to perform.
Especially those high-level, even top-level spells, the preparation time is longer to cast, which is far less fast than those that activate magic weapons and magic weapons.
The battle between monks is basically a battle between life and death. Either you die or I live.
Therefore, in the battle of magic, the monks almost compete for milliseconds. A slight delay will lead to death.
If they cast a spell that requires too long to prepare, and their path to life and death disappears, it would be a bit frustrating to die. For them, if they can use magic weapons, they will use magic weapons, never spells.
"It's a pity. No matter how well you practice your spells, you still won't survive today." Ye Maohu said with a strange air.
As he spoke, he took off the storage bag on his waist and revealed his magic weapon.
Without saying a word, he struck Shen Luo head-on, creating a blade that was even sharper than before.
Seeing that the other party used the magic weapon, Shen Luo decided not to hold back. With a slight movement of his right hand, a huge purple sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
The purple giant sword in his hand was none other than the sword glow that he activated after forming the elixir.
As he entered the golden elixir stage, he could already turn the purple sword light into a huge one and use a spell similar to the giant sword technique.
I have to drive the screws in the factory, sorry!
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