Wang Qingli has not fought against anyone with the same strength as himself for a long time. He now wants to know how much stronger he has become after breaking through the second level of the Golden Core Stage. After all, he has a heaven-defying skill called "The Way of Heaven" in his hand. "Endless Technique".
"Boy! You can be considered a bloody person. Today I will give you a pleasure! Endless water blade, ten thousand blades unified!"
Wang Qingli flashed his hands in succession, and at the last moment when his hands came together, thousands of crescent-shaped water blades as thin as cicada wings suddenly appeared around him.
These water blades began to gather quickly in front of Wang Qingli, and finally overlapped each other to form a huge transparent water blade. The water blade exuded a cold aura, and the blade shone with a metallic luster, and could still be heard faintly. The sound of metal trembling.
This huge transparent water blade began to slowly rotate around Wang Qingli. Only one breath had passed from the moment Wang Qingli pinched the magic spell to the time the water blade rotated.
Every time the water blade rotates, a sharp metal trembling sound is heard, like a silver bell from hell, seducing the soul.
This sound resounded throughout the audience, and everyone was moved by it, because everyone felt the breath of death on this transparent water blade.
"Guo Xun, please leave us alone! Go quickly! None of us will survive today. Only you have hope. If you can reach Bihai City alive, I hope you can find our merchant master Shang Hai and tell him everything that happened here. And You must live and go as far as you can, and never take revenge on us!"
Shang Wang's voice was full of despair and helplessness.
Guo Xun turned to look at Shang Wang. The last words Shang Wang said were so meaningful that Guo Xun even couldn't understand them. Don't take revenge? What does this mean?
This man is a water thief! Doesn’t the government care? Or is there something else in it?
Guo Xun saw a hint of helplessness in Shang Wang's eyes. Why is this happening?
Although Guo Xun felt doubtful in his heart, he ignored Shang Wang. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Wang Qingli's rotating huge crescent-shaped water blade.
Guo Xun felt unprecedented pressure from this water blade. The thousands of water guns before had never given him such a strong feeling. It seemed that as long as he touched the water blade, his body would be cut in half instantly.
Guo Xun's Adam's apple rolled, and the sweat on his cheeks flowed down his cheeks to his chin and dripped into the Biluo River.
Guo Xun's means of attack are too limited. In addition to close combat with weapons such as fists or swords and guns, he can only attack with his sword.
Now the enemy is a waterbending master who can transform water into a weapon that makes his hair stand on end. Guo Xun is suppressed in terms of long-range attacks.
Now the only way Guo Xun has a chance to defeat the enemy may be the close combat that he is proud of, but Guo Xun's body trembled slightly when he looked at Wang Qingli's water blade.
Now, let alone attacking the person in front of me, even getting close to him has become very difficult. Is it really like what Shang Wang said that the only way to escape is to escape?
Wang Qingli's face was a little pale at the moment. Summoning thousands of water blades in one breath had already consumed most of his energy. Fortunately, he had replenished the restoration pill before, otherwise he would have exhausted his energy and died without a burial place. .
But this time, his energy was even more consumed. He only had one-tenth of his energy left, so he just wanted a quick victory.
Wang Qingli's largest water blade, which is the fusion of thousands of water blades, can easily cut through even medium-grade spiritual weapons, so its sharpness is evident.
He has yet to see any cultivator at the Golden Core stage take this move from him without using a high-grade spiritual weapon.
Speaking of high-grade spiritual energy, Wang Qingli is also quite miserable. Although he has done a lot of murders and arson, in order to feed his own cultivation, he still doesn't even have any high-grade spiritual weapons, let alone his natal spiritual weapons.
It's not that he doesn't want it, it's just that this thing is a bit expensive. The spiritual stones he grabbed are not enough for himself, so how can he have any leftovers to buy these extraneous things.
After all, he still has a big move, which is enough to fight high-grade spiritual weapons, so Wang Qingli is not very obsessed with high-grade spiritual weapons.
Wang Qingli licked his lips and showed a cruel smile, "Countless strong men have died under my water blade, including many at the Golden Core stage. I'll see how you can resist my move this time!"
Wang Qingli retreated violently, and at the same time, the huge transparent water blade spun wildly and flew towards Guo Xun.
"Go to hell, kid! Today is destined to be either your death or mine! I admit that you are the most evil genius I have ever seen, but so what, you will still die in my hands today! Hahaha!"
The rapidly rotating water blade cut through the air quickly, and the distance between him and Guo Xun seemed to be instantly cut open by him. In just a moment, the water blade came to Guo Xun.
Guo Xun's expression changed drastically, why so fast? It's at least ten times faster than the previous water gun! This is impossible! How did he do that?
Guo Xun's consciousness had already noticed that the water blade was rushing towards him at extremely high speed, but because the speed was too fast, Guo Xun's body had no time to react.
Guo Xun watched helplessly as the water blade cut into his chest and then into his ribs.
Wang Qingli backed away frantically. Every time he used this move, he would become extremely weak, and the spiritual energy in the sea of qi was exhausted. He quickly drank two low-grade restoration pills.
The effect of low-grade restoration pills is much worse. Two low-grade restoration pills can only restore one-tenth of his energy. At this moment, his face is as pale as paper, and his figure standing on the flying sword is also a little unstable.
But he wasn't worried. He didn't think that the boy in the Dan Condensation stage in front of him would be able to dodge his attack.
He had killed several Golden Core Stage monks with this strike, including even those in the later stages. Of course, that was only in the case of a sneak attack.
Guo Xun clearly heard the sound of his own flesh and blood being cut open. At this moment, the death bell sounded in his mind, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
Am I really going to die?
Guo Xun's ribs, which were at the peak of the Muscle and Bone Refining Realm, were cut like tofu at this moment. The sickle of death was about to pierce Guo Xun's heart.
Just in this one ten thousandth of a second, a sudden change occurred. Guo Xun's originally calm sea of air became turbulent. Rolling thunder sounded in the sea of air. The thunder bead wrapped in golden gas above the sea of air, It actually started to spin desperately.
The dense golden gas around him instantly dissipated everywhere, covering Guo Xun's entire Qi sea. At this time, Guo Xun's Qi sea was shrouded in gold, and the dark blue aura liquid in the Qi sea began to quickly turn purple.
The sound of thunder continued to sound, and Guo Xun's Qi sea was undergoing earth-shaking changes. In almost an instant, all the spiritual energy in Guo Xun's entire Qi sea was transformed into the power of purple electricity.
