As soon as Zhao Lin entered the sea, his consciousness locked tightly on the stout monk, and Yu Shui chased after him.
Persimmon pinched softly, and first dealt with the man in front of him, and then turned around to deal with the tall, thin man with higher cultivation level.
The stout monk was about to jump back to the sea to join his companions when he suddenly felt a sudden earthquake.
The waves surged and rolled, and the earth element's spiritual power raged wildly, forming a solid barrier that tightly blocked the sea surface, making it impossible to break out.
"Collapse of mountains and earth? This is impossible!"
The stout monk's face was full of shock, and he screamed loudly in his heart.
Only when monks enter the late stage of Qi refining can they begin to practice second-level spells.
Second-level spells are more difficult to master than first-level spells. It takes at least a year and a half to get started. It is impossible to master them without ten or twenty years of hard work!
Judging from the intensity and scale of this spell, he can almost conclude that it is a mastery level attainment.
But Zhao Lin had just entered the seventh level of Qi refining, how could he reach this level in less than a month?
The stout monk's mind went blank, and what was happening in front of him was beyond his understanding.
At this moment, Zhao Lin appeared in sight, holding a moon sword in his hand, and chased after him menacingly.
Faced with such an opponent, the stout monk was frightened and hurriedly used the Fubo technique to escape to the depths of the sea.
Decided to avoid the storm temporarily and wait for the sea to be unblocked.
After running for a while, the stout monk was shocked to find that not only did he not get away from Zhao Lin, but he was being chased closer and closer.
"No, I have already mastered Fubo Technique. How come he can swim faster than me?"
The stout monk's heart sank, and he fired an "Ice Arrow Technique" with his backhand, releasing dense ice picks and shooting towards Zhao Linchan.
In his opinion, as long as the spell can hold Zhao Lin down for a moment, his companion Sencheng will be able to catch up, and the crisis will be resolved.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin saw the large ice cones and ignored them at all. The water-shaped circulation turned into a transparent water droplet and crashed directly through the ice cones.
There was a banging sound, and the ice pick hit the water droplets, shattering and bouncing away. The speed of the water droplets did not slow down, and they continued to rush forward.
"Perfect Level Waterbending Technique!"
The color drained from the stout monk's face, and he suddenly became extremely pale.
Seeing that Zhao Lin was about to pursue him, he couldn't fight or escape, so he had no choice but to stop and defend in an attempt to delay time.
"Flying Waterfall Technique!"
"Re-ring technique!"
"Corrugated Armor!"
The stout monk frantically gathered his spiritual power and cast three defensive spells in one go.
Dozens of waterfalls descend from top to bottom, forming a solid water barrier.
The heavy ring technique gathered dozens of solid water rings to form a sphere, wrapping his whole body from top to bottom.
The final layer of corrugated armor is used for personal defense.
After doing all this, the stout monk breathed a sigh of relief.
Although maintaining three spells at the same time consumes a lot of mana and can't last long, but life is important, so how can you take care of this?
Zhao Lin knew that time was running out, and the ultrasonic waves emitted had already sensed that the tall and thin man was swimming over quickly.
If he couldn't kill the sturdy monk quickly, he would be faced with being attacked from both sides.
Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the waterbending technique accelerated with all his strength, crashing into the water fence formed by the waterfall technique.
With a loud noise, the tall water fence broke open in the middle, the water droplets also swayed, and the light on the water barrier weakened a lot.
After breaking through the first defense, Zhao Lin continued to charge forward, knocking a gap through the water ring.
The water shield on the outer layer of the waterbending technique finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell apart.
The stout monk was shocked. Although he knew that Zhao Lin was a martial artist, he had never thought of this kind of fighting method.
At such a close distance, decades of experience in Taoism were of no use at all.
In desperation, while injecting mana into the heavy ring technique, hoping to fill the gap as soon as possible, he drew out his personal naginata and stabbed towards Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin sneered in his heart, swayed, and punched an ice fist.
The fist extended along the gap, and the cold air penetrated through the corrugated armor and hit the sturdy monk's chest.
The stout monk felt that his whole body was cold and stiff, he could not even direct a finger, his spiritual power could not operate, and the heavy ring technique and corrugated armor disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Lin raised his hand and cut off the strong monk's head with a knife.
The moment before his death, the stout monk vaguely saw his companion Sencheng rushing over from a distance, his mouth moved, and he let out a silent sigh.
"Pingyuan!"
Moricheng rushed over and happened to see this scene and couldn't help shouting.
Zhao Lin turned around quickly and looked at Sencheng coldly.
Sencheng narrowed his eyes and froze his figure, the expression on his face changed.
Ping Yuan is good at defense and is proficient in several defensive spells. He is also a master of Fubo. If he was killed so quickly, he couldn't help but re-evaluate Zhao Lin's strength.
Fight or go?
If you fight, you risk losing or even losing your life.
If you leave, you won't get the 20,000 good deeds.
"Ping Yuan is dead. As long as I kill Zhao Lin, all the good deeds will be mine!"
Moricheng hesitated for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of the two Foundation Establishment Pills. He took out a fist-sized silver ball with cold light from the lock bag and threw it above his head.
Zhao Lin thought it was some powerful magic weapon, so he immediately put the knife in his hand and became fully alert.
The silver ball bloomed like a lotus and released a dozen cross-shaped snow blades, which quickly circled above Sencheng's head.
It turns out that the silver ball is made of overlapping snow blades.
There were sixteen snow blades in total, shining with silver light and making a buzzing sound.
"Perfect Level Spirit Thorn Technique!"
Zhao Lin was horrified. The Spiritual Thorn Technique was used to control small magic weapons. After cultivating it to a perfect level, it could control up to sixteen magic weapons.
The tall and thin man in front of him had obviously mastered his magic skills.
This was his first time against an opponent who also had a perfect level spell.
"Spectral stab!"
Sencheng shouted loudly and activated his magic power. The sixteen snow blades turned into sixteen streams of light and shot toward Zhao Lin.
When Zhao Lin saw this, he immediately put away his waterbending skills and did not take action with his Zangetsu Sword.
Although the waterbending technique has good defensive capabilities, it is afraid of encountering this kind of spiked magic weapon, which can easily be broken through.
Although the Zangetsu Sword is flexible, it cannot block sixteen snow blades at once.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin pinched the magic formula, and a yellow halo appeared in front of him.
Yellow smoke surged from the halo, quickly turning into a jagged rock armor.
The rock armor is full of edges and corners, exuding a strong earth element aura.
The snow blade hit the rock armor, making a "squeaking" friction sound, but could not make any progress.
"Rock Armor Technique...Advanced Level!"
This time it was Morinari's turn to be surprised.
Perfect-level water-bending skills, perfect-level ice knife skills, Dacheng-level rock armor skills, second-level proficiency-level spells such as mountain-shattering and earth-shaking, concentration skills...
Sencheng quickly recalled the spells revealed by Zhao Lin, and felt his scalp numb. Is this the strength that a seventh-level Qi Refining monk should have?
No wonder one of Zhao Lin's heads is worth 20,000 good deeds. I originally thought that Jing Shigen was making a fuss, but now it seems that the offer is even a bit low.
Despite this, Morinari remains confident of victory.
Because he has a top-level defensive magic weapon on his body, he is not afraid of perfect-level ice sword skills.
The first move has been taken, and the next step is to compete for endurance.
His realm is higher and his magic power is more abundant. As long as he continues to consume it, Zhao Lin will be the first to be unable to hold on.
The only thing you need to worry about is that you must not let Zhao Lin find an opportunity to escape!
Thinking of this, Sencheng commanded the sixteen snow blades with all his strength and continuously launched fierce attacks on the rock armor technique, allowing Zhao Lin to maintain his magic power.
Zhao Lin could see what the other party was thinking, and of course he wouldn't waste it like this. He raised his hand, and the Moon-Zhancing Sword turned into a thunderous giant, slashing at him like a rainbow.
When Moricheng saw the Zangetsu Sword flying towards him, he showed no signs of panic. He gathered his spiritual energy in his palm and patted his robe lightly with his hand.
Suddenly a green light shield rose up, covering his whole body.
The Zangetsu sword broke through the water and struck the green light shield.
There was only a muffled sound, and the green light shield directly knocked the Zangetsu Sword away, leaving him unscathed.
"Armor?"
Zhao Lin's expression changed. The opponent did not chant any spells. He obviously had a robe or armor with extremely high defensive power.
Judging from the appearance of the spell, there is no doubt that it is a vine armor spell, and after multiple blessings, it formed a green light shield, otherwise it would not be able to block the sword at all.
Zhao Lin controlled the Zangetsu Sword and slashed twice more, but the result was still the same, and he couldn't help but frowned.
Moricheng couldn't help laughing loudly, with a proud look on his face.
For this wooden talisman armor, he sold all his belongings just to resist Zhao Lin's sharp ice knife skills.
Now that I see the magic weapon working, I can't help but feel happy.
This wooden rune armor is made of the python skin of the green wood pattern python, and is printed with the runes of the Vine Armor Technique. As long as spiritual power is injected into it, the Vine Armor Technique can be released.
And unlike talismans which can only be used once, they can be used repeatedly hundreds of times.
Originally, the spells for talisman carving could only reach the proficiency level at most, but the beauty of this armor is that all the runes on the armor leaves are connected to form a small talisman array.
Once the talisman array is activated, dozens of vine armor spells will be released at the same time, creating a superimposed amplification effect.
With no worries about defense, Moricheng began to command the sixteen snow blades with all his strength, constantly slashing at the rock armor in an attempt to consume Zhao Lin's spiritual power as quickly as possible.
Seeing this, Zhao Lin knew that he could either find a way to break through the opponent's defense and deliver a fatal blow, or he could retreat quickly. If this stalemate continued, the situation would only become more and more unfavorable.
There are many ways to fight among monks, but in summary, it is still one attack and one defense.
Since the Zangetsu Sword cannot break through the opponent's armor, the Ice Whirl Hammer may be a try.
It's a pity that although the Ice Whirl Hammer is a second-level spell, it only has a proficiency level and may not be able to break through the defense of dozens of vine armor spells in one blow.
If the opponent sees that the situation is not going well and makes a strange move, or simply escapes, this is not the result Zhao Lin wants.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way. He quickly made a hand seal and raised his hand to shoot a fist-sized fireball at Sencheng.
"I'm afraid I'll get dizzy if I release fire spells underwater."
Moricheng smiled disapprovingly, with a look of disdain.
But even though he said this, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Lin for a moment. He was cautious by nature, fearing that Zhao Lin might hide some back-up move and break through his defense unexpectedly.
The fireball trailed a flame tail, seemingly slow but actually flying, and it had already flown halfway in the blink of an eye.
Moricheng stared at the fireball out of the corner of his eye. He didn't care at first, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. Is this a fire bullet or a pyrotechnic?
How come the fireball is completely unaffected when flying in the water?
The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. This is an irrefutable truth.
Just when he was stunned, the fireball suddenly exploded and turned into hundreds of flaming arrows.
Moricheng was shocked and finally figured out that the only way to be immune to the restraint of the water element was the perfection level fire spell!
How did this guy practice and master three perfection-level spells at such a young age?
Seeing that the flaming arrows were overwhelming and there was no way to escape, Sencheng was horrified and quickly used his spiritual power to slap his body, once again stimulating a green light shield to protect his body.
Swish, swish, swish...
Dozens of flaming arrows hit the green light shield hard.
Water defeats fire, but wood creates fire.
Under the constant stimulation of Zhao Lin's magic power, the flame arrow burned violently like hot oil. The green light composed of the vine armor technique could not help shaking, and the green light became lighter and lighter.
Sen Cheng's mind was shaken, and he quickly released another undercurrent technique.
The sea water suddenly churned and squeezed towards the flaming arrow.
After all, the flame arrows were restrained by water spells, and most of the fire was quickly extinguished.
With Sen Cheng's peace of mind, his murderous intent became more intense. Zhao Lin's Taoist attainments far exceeded his expectations. Once such a person returns home, he will surely have endless troubles!
Even if he didn't consider the sect, he still had to kill Zhao Lin for his own life.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a bit of cold air, his heart beat violently, and he looked up at Zhao Lin.
Above Zhao Lin's head, a huge ice hammer appeared, crystal clear, spinning constantly, exuding a bone-chilling aura.
"Han...Ice Whirling Hammer!"
Moricheng recognized the spell and screamed in panic, feeling boundless fear in his heart.
Casting a first-level proficiency-level spell only requires one-quarter of a breath, and the second-level spell time is further halved, requiring only one-eighth of a breath.
In just an instant, the ice hammer was completely condensed.
The opportunity was fleeting, Zhao Lin didn't waste a moment, pointed with his hand, and the ice hammer shot out suddenly, hitting the green light mask on Sen Cheng's body.
"boom!"
The ice hammer hit the green light shield hard, and the green light shield instantly disappeared without a trace, and Sencheng fell backwards without saying a word.
The sixteen snow blades surrounding Zhao Lin lost their spiritual support and fell downwards one after another.
Zhao Lin seized the opportunity and used his waterbending skills to rush towards Morincheng.
Sen Cheng's face was ashen, and he knew that he had no luck. He took out a light blue talisman from his sleeve with difficulty, inserted a piece of spiritual consciousness into it, and then crushed the talisman.
The talisman suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
"Signaling?"
Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and shot out the moon-cutting sword, slashing towards the talisman.
Morinari used his remaining magic power to activate Fubo Technique, and dodged sideways, blocking the path of the Zangetsu Sword.
puff!
The Zangetsu Sword hit Moricheng in the chest and pushed him seven or eight feet away before stopping.
"Lord Ji Zhang will definitely take revenge on me!"
Sen Cheng's mouth was bleeding, he held the handle of the knife tightly, and looked at Zhao Lin bitterly.
After saying this, he rolled his eyes and died. (End of chapter)
