It turned out to be a nine-section long whip that was completely blue.
The long whip is like a dragon, with nine sections connected in series by black rings. The body of the whip is pitch black, but there are layers of vein-like blue color on it, like ice water marks. The length of the handle is four inches and nine inches, and the whole body is one Like a whip body, as dark as ink, the whip head also has a golden tassel, which adds a bit of color to the nine-section whip.
As soon as this nine-section whip appeared in Shen Buer's hand, it blended with Shen Buer's aura, constantly releasing waves of cold and icy aura.
Obviously, this nine-section whip is Shen Buer's natal magic weapon.
It was obvious that Shen Buer was serious about sacrificing his natal magic weapon.
Master Mingkun, who was adjusting his breath below, looked a little ugly. When he fought with Shen Buer before, Shen Buer did not use his magic weapon. This was not a slight against him.
As for Lingchu, who was directly facing Shen Buer, his face was full of solemnity. The nine-section whip in Shen Buer's hand was just whipped in the void, and vague ice fragments bloomed in the void.
Its chill can already freeze the air!
Shen Buer practiced water magic, but the ability he showed was actually able to turn water into ice. This is a state of mind for the use of spiritual power.
Lingchu's eyes were filled with fear. The wood method she practiced had no advantage over water or ice methods. In terms of cultivation, she was also at a disadvantage.
But she won't lose this battle!
As soon as I thought about it, the Weiji umbrella in my hand was like a rippling water surface, and streams of light began to flow and shine on the Weiji umbrella. The bamboo umbrella that originally only looked more delicate now became dazzling.
And a heavy aura began to emit, and the Weiji umbrella passed through the void in front of him, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Shen Buer's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He raised his wrist holding the nine-section whip. The whip was as long as a dragon and as flexible as a long dark snake. It curved and whipped towards Lingchu with streaks of chill.
There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.
Lingchu walked in the air, and handed the Weiji umbrella forward in his hand. The umbrella surface suddenly bloomed like a flower. The plain white umbrella surface was painted with tall and straight green bamboos, which were exuding brilliance at this moment.
The nine-section whip was thrown hard on the surface of the Weiji Umbrella. A thick layer of frost immediately condensed on the surface of the Weiji Umbrella, and spread towards the entire Weiji Umbrella at an extremely fast speed. , seems to want to freeze everything in front of him.
The Weiji umbrella was radiant, its surface was like water, and the frost kept spreading, but it could never break through the radiant umbrella surface.
When he bent his elbow, the rays of light on the umbrella were like breathing, retracting and releasing them. The moment the rays of light suddenly appeared, all the ice, frost, and long whip were blown away.
The nine-section whip flew back, shattering the frost into crumbs, shining with crystal luster in the sun, like a rain of crystals falling.
The air around him suddenly became much colder, and Lingchu's exposed skin was stimulated by the ice, and a faint chill could not help but appear.
The hand holding the whip was raised again indifferently. This time, the nine-section whip glowed with blue light, and circles of water appeared out of thin air, surrounding the whip and condensing in the void.
When the whip was whipped out, countless water waves suddenly rose up. Following the dancing pattern of the nine-section whip, it condensed into a waterspout. Under the continuous waving of the nine-section whip, the waterspout was forming and expanding at an astonishing speed.
Finally, as if covering the sky and the earth, the waterspout roared towards Lingchu with a hood that could destroy the world.
Lingchu stood not far from Shen Buer, looking at the waterspout above his head as if the sky was torn open, and the endless flood pouring down. He looked calm and slowly let go of the Weiji umbrella in his hand, holding the umbrella with his right hand. The last section of the handle was lightly pumped.
A faint cold light slowly bloomed from the green umbrella handle, the slender sword body glowed with the luster of running water, and the green umbrella handle turned into a sword hilt, held in the hand like condensed white jade.
Even if no one is holding the Weiji umbrella, the Weiji umbrella is still hovering steadily in front of Lingchu, and the open umbrella is always firmly protecting Lingchu's head.
Lingchu stretched out his left hand and lightly grasped the missing section of the Weiji umbrella handle. The long sword in his right hand drew an arc in front of him.
Under the waterspout that filled the sky, the woman in green clothes and black hair slowly closed her eyes. The long sword in her hand turned at an extremely slow speed, and after turning her wrist in a circle, the tip of the sword was simply raised. The movement of picking drew a semi-circular arc of a crescent in front of him.
The beauty is as if the morning glow breaks through the clouds, and the splendor is as if the light is looming in the sky.
A flying sword!
Colorful clouds pierced the sky, and the mighty waterspout was cut open by a sword. Like a water curtain, the sweeping momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace, and instead clattered on the top of the mountain, falling down. An urgent rain.
Because it came so quickly and was so big, it splashed onto the ground, stirring up a thin layer of water vapor.
Such a massive waterspout and heavy rain had completely enveloped the entire mountain top, and several other battlefields were forced to join in.
The patter of raindrops fell down. On the top of the mountain, the people who were fighting fiercely were all stunned. The old man-like Fang Yi was the first to change his expression. He didn't care about the opponent who was fighting. The aura of the golden elixir was completely released. , the palm just pushed forward flatly, and a huge palm made entirely of spiritual power knocked the opponent to the ground.
Without any pause, the spiritual power turned into a barrier, blocking out all the raindrops.
Also isolated from the raindrops were Yan Bei, Master Rong Xian, and Master Ming Kun.
The rest of the people, even Qin Shuixian, who was fighting with illusions and spiritual consciousness, subconsciously blocked all the raindrops.
Only Hongying, who was still adjusting her breath, Feng Qianshan, who was fighting, and Bai Congzhen, who was knocked down, were hit by some raindrops before they had time to react.
As soon as the raindrops entered their bodies, the expressions of these people changed.
A bone-chilling chill was traveling along their meridians at an extremely fast speed, freezing all their spiritual power and moving closer to their Dantian.
There is cold poison in this rain!
Although monks are considered immune to cold and heat among ordinary people and avoid all evils, there are still many poisons in the world of cultivation that can easily kill monks.
It cannot be truly immune to all poisons.
For example, this cold poison is not fatal, but it is very overbearing. As long as it is not completely removed, even if only a trace is left, it will continue to eat away at your spiritual power and strengthen it, and then continue to swim in your meridians. , constantly freezing your spiritual power and gnawing at your spiritual power.
Just think about it, when your spiritual power is running, it is suddenly interrupted, and the consequences can be imagined.
Therefore, even if this cold poison is not fatal, it still makes the monks change their expressions upon hearing it.
Shen Fuji's water technique is very special, and that's what makes it special. His technique contains cold poison!
As long as the opponent gets a drop of it, the outcome is doomed.
