Chapter 167 I am unwilling

Style: Fantasy Author: Wei XiaoxiWords: 2230Update Time: 24/01/11 22:10:24
Outsiders don't know it, but everyone in the Qingxuan Sect knows that the junior sister's Zhaotian Divine Sword Technique is the supreme magic technique.

There is no threshold for practicing the Supreme Technique, but it requires higher levels of understanding. Those who cannot understand it cannot even get started.

I didn't know what the subtlety was before, until today I saw my junior sister controlling seven swords by herself.

It is indeed difficult. This kind of difficulty cannot be overcome by just improving your cultivation. It really requires a good brain to be useful.

The little junior sister has a good brain and works hard. She doesn't fall in love or gossip, she doesn't look at male idols and she doesn't compare herself with others. She brings the whole sect together and closes the door without competition. If she's not great, who is?

Cao Yongxin saw that he did not have seven hands and seven swords to deal with Ye Linglong's all-round attack. He kept dodging under the sword attacks and was stabbed several times by the sword. His body was scratched one after another, staining the sect's clothes red. .

He had no choice but to retreat crazily. He couldn't compete with his swordsmanship. If he continued to fight, he would be reduced to clay sooner or later!

Fortunately, he was a genius with single spiritual roots in the earth system. He retracted his sword and quickly made a magic formula.

"Thousands of Mountains and Thousands of Decisions!"

"good!"

? ? ?

The magic formula has just been used, and you are already applauding it before you even see the effect?

Others looked at the source of the sound, oh, it's Cao Yongxin's father, that's okay.

After seeing my son being beaten for so long, I finally thought of a way to cheer him up by screaming.

As soon as the magic formula was used, pieces of thick soil appeared out of thin air above the competition stage, and they kept hitting Ye Linglong's direction like falling rocks.

Seeing this magic formula, many people in the arena nodded appreciatively. After all, it was the result of the accumulated resources of the whole sect, and it does have some ability.

This technique is exquisite, and coupled with his cultivation at the Golden Core stage, every falling rock is so powerful that if it is hit once, the bones may be broken.

At this time, Ye Linglong stretched out her wrist, the seven swords returned to one, and she quickly withdrew Xuan Ying.

Seeing countless falling rocks falling from her head, she smiled calmly and made a magic trick.

Great rebirth!

Countless fluorescent lights scattered from her palms. In the next second, the seeds attached to the soil and rocks grew rapidly, growing roots and vines, constantly absorbing the power from the soil and rocks for their own use.

Soon, the vines spread, and their powerful root systems began to disintegrate all fallen rocks from the inside.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked again!

"She is actually a wood cultivator! Her spiritual roots are of the wood type! Wood overcomes the earth! Cao Yongxin is so unlucky! The opponent he encountered happened to be of the wood type!"

"I'll go! I thought all the cultivators of the wood element went to make elixirs. What kind of magic formula is this? It can also be used in fighting. It's so powerful! No matter how many stones you put, wherever the seeds go, they will take root and sprout and disintegrate! "

"Isn't it right? I thought that wood cultivators were all cute and pretty little girls. They could gently heal their scars, their hearts, and the whole world by making magic formulas."

"Brother, I disagree with you. Isn't the person on stage cute? Isn't she pretty? Isn't she a little girl? It fits your idea perfectly."



While the discussion below was going crazy and heated, those who had been beaten by Ye Linglong were stunned.

She almost died at her hands, and now she doesn’t even have a life-saving charm, and no one knows that she is of the wood type! Wood type!

Who would have thought of this? It is said that most wood cultivators are gentle, open-minded and caring about the common people because of their skills. I have never heard of such a violent and sinister wood cultivator.

In the audience, even Ye Rongyue was stunned.

Isn't Ye Linglong a fire element? Her Phoenix Divine Fire Technique is already very powerful, so why does she have such a powerful Wood Magic Technique? And the sword techniques too. How did she get these techniques? Are they all from Qingxuan Sect?

She, doesn't she live her life using her own name every day? Why does she have so many?

Under the competition stage, Pei Luobai stared blankly, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

I recall that when he taught his junior sister how to start practicing, he once comforted her that it doesn't matter if she has too many spiritual roots. If she works hard, she won't be worse than others.

Looking at it now, the junior sister has really been working hard, overcoming the disadvantages of others in terms of spiritual roots, and using the qualifications of three spiritual roots in the foundation building stage to defeat the powerful single spiritual root in the golden elixir stage with the wood spiritual root. opponent.

At this time, Ji Zizuo leaned in front of the senior sisters and whispered: "I thought that junior sister's great rebirth technique can only be used to grow fat heads and legs, achieve recycling, and achieve the freedom of eating fruit!"

Seeing this, Ke Xinlan smiled and said, "That's because you haven't been beaten by junior sister. If you give her a good beating, you will know whether her great rebirth technique can only be used to grow legs."

Luo Yanzhong touched his beard with emotion: "Sister Ye's method is really overkill when used on my face."

"Then you still disliked my junior sister for her poor plastic surgery skills? If her skills are not good enough, and her hands shake, do you see the stone? Your face will suffer the same fate as it!"

After Lu Baiwei said this, she was so scared that Luo Yanzhong covered his face. I couldn't think of that scene, it was so scary.

If he had seen this scene first, he would never have promised Sister Ye to give him plastic surgery. It might have been disfigured, oh no, the disfigurement was small, and the roots would have grown through his head, which would have been fatal.

Just as everyone was talking about it, Ye Linglong took advantage of the situation and quickly flew up on his tiptoes, passing through countless rocks that were entangled and disintegrated by vines and rushed straight to Cao Yongxin.

As soon as the mysterious shadow came out, the shadow was divided into seven layers, and the seven layers merged into one again, and the power was concentrated at full speed.

The second level of the Zhaotian Divine Sword Technique, Return to One!

Seeing Ye Linglong's terrifying sword stabbing him with great power, Cao Yongxin could only use his sword to resist again.

But this time, his hasty resistance was in vain.

His sword was shattered in an instant, but Ye Linglong's sword was not slow at all, and it pierced his heart like a broken bamboo.

Cao Yongxin didn't panic, narrowed his eyes and sneered, picked up the sword in his hand again, and was about to fight back.

However, his smile froze in the next second.

The top-grade defensive spiritual weapon silver armor he was wearing seemed to not exist at all in front of Ye Linglong's sword. The silver armor was directly pierced and the sword pierced his chest.

Blood splashed out instantly and sprinkled all over the floor.

"ah!"

Seeing this scene, the head of the Beidou Sect suddenly stood up, his eyes so wide that they almost fell off.

"My son!"

Also getting up with him was the Beidou Sect elder beside him.

"My armor!"

Cao Yongxin spat out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes slightly, and fell down uncontrollably. He was about to fall to the competition stage and lose the match.

"I can not be reconciled!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a vine wrapped around his waist, forcefully pulling him back from the edge of the competition platform and placing him back on the competition platform.

Cao Yongxin, who thought it was over and no longer had to be beaten:? ? ?

What are you doing?