"It's better to say goodbye. The main purpose of the wind blade is to attack you. I'll be fine if I leave this range."
"Haha, you still dare to laugh? It seems that you still don't know the key point of the magic. Only fighting can solve the battle. Only with proficiency can one skill be used into ten thousand..."
Feng Long gave a cold shout, and the huge wind blade slowly split into two, and rushed towards the two of them.
"Holy shit, how could they suddenly separate? Can you do this?" Mr. Jun looked at the wind blade rushing behind him, shouted and ran even faster: "Senior Fenglong, I never said I had to learn so much. My magic, why is the wind blade still chasing me?"
Nantian Wan'er Yukong stood in mid-air, looked at Master Jun and shouted: "Brother Jun, your body is contaminated with Brother Yijian's aura, so you are also locked by the wind blade."
"Hahahaha, okay, okay."
Nan Tian Yijian listened to Nan Tian Wan'er's explanation and laughed even more crazily: "Xiao Junzi asked you to abandon me and run away alone. There is no other way now. Let's run away together."
"Fuck..." Mr. Jun roared angrily and rushed forward even more desperately: "I don't want to be with you. I can only compete with this wind blade a little bit by myself."
As he spoke, Mr. Jun took out the Tiandao spear and began to use Qiao Jin to consume the number of attacks of the wind blade.
Feng Long watched Master Jun constantly dealing with Feng Ren and said with a cold snort: "Hahaha, Jun boy is really smart. He has already understood my intention, but why is this Nantian boy so stupid?"
"Let me remind brother Yijian." Nantian Wan'er quickly rushed to the sky above Nantian Yijian and said loudly: "Brother Yijian, fight, and experience the changes of the spell with your heart."
"Huh? What did you say? Feel it with your heart?" Nan Tianyijian ran crazily, the light of spiritual energy under his feet kept flashing, and he even used the movement skills that he had not used for a long time: "I am oppressed. How can I feel it with my heart when I can't breathe?"
"Have you forgotten what Lord Fenglong said to you just now?" Nantian Wan'er floated above Nantian Yijian's head and said softly: "If you want to defeat magic with magic, don't forget that you can control the sword."
"Yes, I know how to control swordsmanship...how could I forget it?" Nan Tian Yijian was stunned when he heard Nan Tian Wan'er's reminder: "But how can we defeat Shu Fa with Shu Fa?"
"Little Jianzi quickly gets out of the way, the wind blade is coming..."
At this moment, Mr. Jun, in tattered clothes and carrying another wind blade, suddenly rushed over from the other side: "Get out of the way, get out of the way."
Mr. Jun has fought with the wind blade for hundreds of rounds, and at this time, the surrounding area of the wind blade has completely lost its 'wind blade' appearance. The excess edges and corners have been flattened and it has begun to evolve into a spherical shape.
"Little Jianzi, face the wind blade directly, otherwise your strength will be consumed by him sooner or later."
Mr. Jun stood next to Nan Tian Yijian, looked at the wind blade coming back again, and suddenly threw the Tiandao spear: "As long as we face the battle directly, we will not be passive, and the power of the wind blade will be continuously weakened. "
The Tiandao spear bombarded the wind blade, directly cutting off a large piece of the wind blade. The wind blade was directly cut into another state, and the momentum on the wind blade also began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Did you see that this wind blade is not very strong? Only by fighting can you defeat the enemy. Why was I led astray by you before? I have been thinking about how to avoid the wind blade."
"Drink..., come on."
Master Jun held his right hand, and the Tiandao spear was directly brought back to his hand by the spiritual energy. Master Jun held the Tiandao spear horizontally in front of him, and finally recited the mantra silently and rushed forward again.
"Isn't it just that I can't use my own magic? Isn't it just mortal magic, spear fighting and palm thunder? What's there to be afraid of? I am a person who pursues the way of heaven with my will."
Master Jun shouted and the spiritual energy in his hands exploded. Thunder light flashed in the palm of his right hand. He swept it along the pier of the Tiandao spear to the tip of the spear. A faint thunder light began to flash on the Tiandao spear.
The Tiandao spear was thrown again, and the spear head trembled and passed through the wind blade. Master Jun dodged and rushed after the Tiandao spear, holding the gun pier directly with his right hand.
"The art of gun fighting: horse rifle thrust."
Mr. Jun snorted coldly, and stood up with his right foot in a horse stance. He held the gun body with both hands and began to stir it crazily. There was already a hole in the middle of the wind blade, but now Mr. Jun kept stirring it, and there was a hole in the middle. The hole is getting bigger and bigger.
"Can you defeat the enemy by fighting? Do you want to use magic to defeat magic?" Nan Tian Yijian watched Master Jun constantly stirring the spear and fell into a daze. The wind blades around him were also slowly reducing their power, guaranteed to give Nan Tian Yi Jian brings a sense of oppression, but does not interrupt Nan Tian Yi Jian's thinking.
"The momentum of the wind blade is weakening?" Nantian Wan'er said softly as she looked at the wind blade that was being stirred by Master Jun.
"It's not that the wind blade is getting weaker, it's that the military boy's fighting momentum is getting stronger."
Feng Long looked at Master Jun and narrowed his eyes: "I guessed it right. This Jun boy has never shown his true potential. Although he possesses the highest-level spells, these high-level spells are also certain." To a certain extent, his marksmanship was suppressed."
"I think Jun Wudi must have noticed that not letting Jun Jun use his own skills is not just for fear of being recognized, but more importantly, to hone his spear skills."
"I estimate that when the military boy can achieve the unity of heaven and man with a spear without using magic, it will be time for him to use his own magic again. At that time, he will fight against Xiao Lu'er, and the outcome will be 50-50. Open situation."
"Brother Lu can already defeat people in the lowering Qi realm at will, and brother Jun can still be evenly matched with brother Lu. Is brother Jun's potential really that strong?"
Nantian Wan'er looked at Master Jun and said blankly: "What about Brother Yijian? How is his talent? It's definitely not bad if he can understand the power of wish."
"That's wrong. That kid's physical talent and understanding are very poor. If he hadn't met Xiao Lu'er, he might have stayed in the Qi Drinking Realm for the rest of his life."
"How could this happen? Isn't Brother Yi Jian's ability to comprehend spells very fast?"
Nan Tian Wan'er looked at Feng Long in confusion, and then looked at Nan Tian Yijian again: "His speed of learning spells is faster than many disciples even in Nan Tian Sect, why are you still talking about it here? How bad is he?"
"Didn't you notice that he never used any other secret techniques besides using that piano?"
"That piano? What do you mean?"
"That's the Thirty-Six Swords and Qins of the Universe, the God of Death from 300,000 years ago, and the natal magic weapon of the Master of Ceremony in front of the palace."
Feng Long looked at the guqin behind Nantian Yijian and sighed: "Although I don't know why it appeared in his hand, the birth weapon of Master Li in front of the palace coupled with his previous skills, even if he is a fool, I’ll learn it soon.”
"But he can only draw three swords. If Master Si Li is still on the mainland, he will definitely be disappointed to see his magic weapon become like this."
Nan Tian Wan'er looked at Nan Tian Yijian, who was still stunned, and said softly: "Since Brother Yijian's cultivation is very weak, why does Master Fenglong still value Brother Yijian so much? Is it because of Brother Lu? "
"It's not Xiao Lu'er's fault. Nan Tian's talent is just not enough, but in some aspects he is far superior to Xiao Lu'er."
"For example, the state of mind that wants to resist. He has a deep obsession with this unfair situation, and he has begun to resist. This is actually the most important thing for a monk."
"Furthermore, his aura has been completely replaced by the power of his will. Coupled with Master Si Li's weapons and spells, he doesn't need talent and understanding to practice other spells at all."
"This set of swordsmanship and magic weapons can already make him a powerful person. If he can meet Lord Si Li in the future, he might be able to learn the full set of skills from Lord Si Li to make up for his own shortcomings. "
Nan Tian Wan'er looked at Feng Long, nodded and said, "Hehehe, I was wondering why Master Fenglong didn't let him choose the spell. So that's the case."
"Hahaha, according to the novel, perhaps Nantian boy is more like a protagonist than Xiao Lu'er. In the early stage, his talent is very low and he can't even break through the realm. In the later stage, he can transform step by step after finding treasures."
Feng Long looked at the wind blade that had been wiped clean by Master Jun, and secretly added a boost to the wind blade, and began to control the wind blade to besiege Nantian Yijian.
"Okay, let's go. It's time to change boy Nan Tian's understanding of spiritual practice." Feng Long blew out a breath of cold air from his nostrils, and the general took a picture next to him: "Maybe he will really become like Master Si Li in the future. The mainland’s new god of death.”
"Senior Fenglong, am I finished?" Mr. Jun looked at himself rising into the air and said to Fenglong, "It was really dangerous. I almost ran out of spiritual energy."
"Hahaha, you should have realized something now. Sit down and take a rest."
Mr. Jun sat cross-legged next to Feng Long and began to recover his spiritual energy: "Yes, I have some insights in my heart. Before, I only relied on the power of spells, but I neglected the importance of my own techniques."
"It seems that my purpose for this trip to the library has been achieved. I don't need those high-level spells. From now on, I will only use the two basic spells of gun fighting and palm thunder. Until I can achieve the unity of heaven and man by relying on my body and the spear of heaven."
"At that time, even if Xiao Luer wants to defeat me, he has to think carefully. Senior Fenglong, I feel like I have a breakthrough. Please help me protect the law."
"Okay, military boy, feel it."
"Thank you, Senior Jun. Wan'er, please take a look at Xiao Lu'er. He just went to practice inside the stone pillar. It has been several hours and he is about to wake up."
"Brother Jun, don't worry. I've been watching Brother Lu." Nantian Wan'er said with a smile: "Brother Yijian has Master Fenglong watching over him, so you should practice quickly."
Master Jun nodded and slowly closed his eyes. His body began to crackle. Blue spiritual energy began to rise from his eyebrows, waist, abdomen, and ankles, and his cultivation momentum began to continue to rise.
One floor, two floors, three floors...
As soon as Master Jun closed his eyes, his realm immediately broke through the fourth level and reached the fifth level of breath control. Endless thunder and lightning rays surged out from the large acupuncture points of Master Jun's meridians, and the skin surrounding Master Jun was constantly torn and repaired. With.
